This move made Ling Weiyun's clone gnash his teeth in his heart: Where is the law of heaven?
When you called me an "old bone" just now, you were so happy! Now that I am scolding myself so shamelessly, no one is "supporting" me...
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In fact, from the beginning, Feng Ling never thought of accepting the elder token that Feng Tianjue asked Elder Liu Yidao to send. After all, accepting this thing would be equivalent to tying herself to the Yuqing Sect!
Even if we break away in the future, we will still be involved. Let’s take the simplest example: the quality of the school where you graduate from college is related to the gold content of the graduates’ diplomas to a certain extent;
On the contrary, if a graduate achieves a vigorous career, then the institution he graduated from will definitely be discovered and exposed! thereby increasing the influence of the college.
Regardless of whether it is good or bad to be tied to the Yuqing Sect, the word "trouble" alone will definitely not be missing!
If Feng Tianjue hadn't sent word that "with the Elder's Token, you can enter the fourth floor of the Library Pavilion," he would not have taken over anyway.
Not to mention that the person who came to invite him was Elder Liu Yidao. Even if the Yuqing Sect Master came in person and gave the elder token with both hands, Feng Ling would never accept it!
In fact, Feng Ling had many people to choose from just now, such as Leng Ningshuang. He had also considered calling the token Leng Ningshuang's at first.
The reason why Feng Yuqing was chosen in the end was because she represented Feng Tianjue to a certain extent, and although he gave her the token under the banner of "returning the property to its original owner", it was not indirect. Earth expressed its stance towards Feng Tianjue.
"That's good, it saves me a lot of trouble!"
After thinking about it, Feng Ling let out a sigh of relief, and his whole body became relaxed. His thinking suddenly became more active. He stared at the elders in front of him who were acting secretly and secretly analyzed them.
"This kid is said to be a well-connected person. Relying on his personal relationship with Elder Ling Weiyun, Elder Ling Weiyun, and the sect master, he is about to sneak into the core disciples!"
"No, I've heard about it too! Now I actually want to take the position of elder! What a wishful thinking!"
"Senior Brother Xu and Elder Nie are right. He doesn't want to talk about it either... Oh, no! This guy is not ugly. That means he doesn't want to pick up a ruler and measure the height of the sky!"
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From time to time, the sarcastic words whispered by the elders and disciples reached his ears, but the man in purple seemed to turn a deaf ear.
Feng Ling looks calm on the surface, but deep down she feels even colder. You are not willing to let me get that Elder Token, but I don’t care about it!
What a bunch of pretentious guys!
Forget it, let others have their say, let them have their say, anyway, I have a clear conscience!
After passing through several thoughts in a row, Feng Ling suddenly remembered something. He lowered his head, frowned and muttered: "Then who is Li Tian? Why is he so hostile to me...!"
When Li Tian was singing that song just now, Feng Ling didn't speak, just because he wanted to pay more attention to the guy. It wasn't until the great elder finally spoke that he knew that Li Tian and the great elder Long Yuzhong were in a master-disciple relationship!
This also made him secretly alert, whether he was being targeted by the Great Elder!
Of course, if Ling Weiyun's clone is included, then Feng Ling might have been targeted long ago...
"Junior brother, dear virtuous minister, Yuan Xiaoren! Think about it a bit, this world is like this...!"
Looking at the man in purple with complicated eyes, Leng Ningshuang secretly transmitted the message. Feng Ling could hear from her words that she was hesitant to speak.
"Thank you for your concern, senior sister! However, do you think your junior brother and I look like the kind of person who can't think about things easily?
Alas~...!
At least, I'm not like some people who can't think about it. I obviously don't know how to drink.
But he insists on drinking..."
The corner of his mouth outlined a perfect arc of confidence, Feng Ling secretly teased the woman in white who cast a murderous look.
"Hmph~!"
Seeing that the man in purple was still thinking of joking with him, Leng Ningshuang's face turned a little red, and she snorted, slowly turned her head, and looked away from him.
Even if there are thousands of words, you can’t describe them all!
This was the feeling and conclusion that Leng Ningshuang left for Feng Ling at that time.
Then, the woman in green who had stabilized her emotions secretly sent a message to Feng Ling, and by the way, greeted the eighteen generations of ancestors of the surrounding group of elders and disciples.
Listening to those arrogant words that were completely inconsistent with Feng Yuqing's appearance, Feng Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled bitterly in his heart.
But no matter what, Feng Yuqing could be regarded as getting rid of Feng Ling's "bad breath".
"Okay, the previous unpleasantness is over! Next, let's collectively observe three minutes of silence for the sacrificed warriors to comfort their heroic souls in the nine heavens!"
The sound of the Tao was magnificent and spread throughout the entire Yuqing Hall. If it weren't for the invisible barrier of magical power, Feng Tianjue's powerful shout could have spread hundreds of meters.
I have to say that Feng Tianjue is quite old and cunning!
The previous move had the effect of "killing one person as a warning to others", which made everyone calm down now. Even the Dragon Prison Zhong had to restrain himself...
"Ling Weiyun, an old man, actually went to Sunset City? It seems that the news from there is true!"
As everyone bent down together and maintained their posture, Long Yuzhong rarely found time and his brain became active, as if he was weighing something in his mind.
"In this cruel and troubled world, we living people should cherish it more!
Well, condolences to the deceased are over.
Next, let us send our most sincere blessings to a few living warriors! "
The three minutes ended quickly, and it was not until the echoes of Feng Tianjue's words swirled around the beams and pillars of the hall that all the disciples and elders sighed with regret and came back to their senses.
"Leng Ningshuang, Feng Ling, Feng Yuqing..."
"The disciple is here!"
The purple-gold-crowned man smiled again, as if he was a different person. As Master Yuqing raised his voice and called several people's names in public, three disciples immediately clasped their fists and answered in reply.
"Come forward... and listen!"
Hearing this, a dark tray sixty centimeters long and thirty centimeters wide suddenly appeared in Elder Liu Yidao's hand, and then handed it to the man with the purple gold crown with a smile.
"Yes~!"
The three men in purple were moved upon hearing the news, and immediately took a step forward side by side, respectfully facing the Yuqing Sect Master and several heavyweight elders who were slowly walking down the hall.
"Ta, ta~..."
Seven steps...
Five steps…
Three steps...
The sound of footsteps was clear and neat, echoing in the huge Yuqing Hall, penetrating into the hearts of everyone present, and the last trace of unhappiness in Feng Ling's heart was immediately forgotten.
"What exactly is this prize? It's so mysterious...!"
