"Senior Ling, I feel very sad about your experience, but I have other missions, so I'm afraid I can't help you." After Yang Ming thought for a moment, he still wanted to refuse Ling Qingse's request.
Ling Qingse was not surprised. After all, no one would unconditionally believe what a ghost said, but she was sure that Yang Ming would help her in the end because she had conditions that Yang Ming could not refuse.
"The mission you want to complete actually does not conflict with my wish. I vaguely feel an evil aura on your body. This aura is not from you yourself, but a mark set by an outsider." Ling Qingse stared at Yang Ming with her beautiful eyes and said slowly.
"Evil aura, mark?"
Yang Ming was shocked. He didn't know when someone had set a mark on him. He quickly asked: "Senior Ling, there is no mark on me. Don't lie just to trick me into doing something for you?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. This mark has been in your body for a long time, but ordinary people can't feel it. The reason why I can feel it is because I will never forget the owner of this breath and hate him to the bone. , wishing for him to die without a burial place every moment!"
When Ling Qingse finished speaking, her expression looked like she was gritting her teeth. Coupled with the cold aura exuding from her body, she looked like a fierce ghost.
Yang Ming couldn't help but feel scared when he saw Ling Qingse's expression, but he believed what she said. The words could be false, but the emotions couldn't be faked. If that aura didn't really exist, Ling Qingse wouldn't have been able to behave like this. mood.
"Senior Ling, I wonder what the evil aura you mentioned is exactly?" Yang Ming asked.
Ling Qingse's expression recovered, but her eyes were still cold. She said, "Because that is Yin Wuyue's aura, the culprit who massacred my sect."
"Stop joking, Senior Ling, you were already a person from thousands of years ago, and that Yin Wuyue was also a person from thousands of years ago. How come I have his aura on my body?"
Isn't this pure nonsense? Yang Ming simply didn't believe how a person who lived thousands of years ago could leave an evil aura on his body.
"The cold soul beads I fused have the effect of eradicating evil. Then hold my hand and you will know whether my words are true or false later." Ling Qingse stretched out her thin white jade hand and handed it to Yang Ming before.
Yang Ming looked at the slender hand in front of him. Although he didn't want to believe it in his heart, he still held it when he saw Ling Qingse's vow. He only felt that it was cold and without any warmth at all. As the other party said, she had already Not human anymore.
Looking back at Ling Qingse, she felt Yang Ming's majestic blood and extremely warm body temperature from her hands. She hadn't had such a feeling in many years, and she was extremely obsessed with it for a moment.
The Han Soul Bead was already working. Nine-colored rays of light poured out from Yang Ming's body. A trace of extremely fine gray energy followed the nine-colored light and flowed out of the body. Under the influence of the Han Soul Bead, it drifted away in the wind.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ming finally believed Ling Qingse's words, but how did this evil aura enter his body without his knowledge? A picture suddenly flashed through his mind, that was when his physique was awakened. Only at this time, he did not have the strength to guard against the intrusion of foreign breath into his body.
The place where he awakened his physique was in the Chaos Church in Zhushan City. In other words, the master of the breath was the Divine Lord, and the Divine Lord was Yin Wuyue. As a divine master who has been practicing for thousands of years, his strength has already surpassed that of White Soul, and it is normal to have a lifespan of several thousand years.
When Yang Ming thought of this, his thoughts suddenly became clear. No wonder Ling Qingse said that his mission did not conflict with her wish. It turned out that the goal was to find the Divine Lord. The former was to prevent Shenzong from endangering the survival of the Dragon Clan sect, and the latter was to let The Lord God revealed the whereabouts of Ling Rushuang.
"Senior Ling, I accept your request." Yang Ming said solemnly.
Ling Qingse smiled slightly after hearing this. In an instant, like ice melting and flowers blooming in spring, the coldness of Hanshui Palace was weakened a bit. Yang Ming was stunned by this scene.
Yang Ming realized that he had lost his composure and quickly shook his head. Ling Qingse couldn't help but laugh and said, "It turns out that I'm quite pretty. Your eyes haven't changed since you saw me. I I thought it was because I wasn’t beautiful that you wouldn’t be moved.”
Yang Ming blushed when she said that. Indeed, when he saw Ling Qingse for the first time, he was only wary in his heart. No matter how beautiful she was, he would not be moved by her. But when he agreed to her request, he no longer had any guard in his heart. The other party's frown and smile instantly touched Yang Ming's heart.
"What a pity. If I hadn't died, I might have really fallen in love with this interesting little guy like you. Now I just want to find my sister, that's all."
Ling Qingse's eyes were full of unwillingness and helplessness, which made Yang Ming's hatred for the God Lord even deeper. Now that he agreed to Ling Qingse's request, he must find Ling Ruxue and give her an explanation.
"Senior, I will definitely fulfill your wish, don't worry!" Yang Ming said firmly.
"I believe it, come here." Ling Qingse waved to Yang Ming and then said.
Yang Ming walked up to Ling Qingse. The latter looked at the handsome young man in front of him and suddenly hugged Yang Ming at lightning speed. Then he disappeared, leaving only a white bead and the sound lingering in his ears. The voice said: "Little guy, this cold soul bead is my reward for you, and my words are true."
Yang Ming held the Han Soul Bead in his hand and recalled all of Ling Qingse's words in his mind. Of course he knew which sentence he was referring to, and silently swore in his heart: I, Yang Ming, will definitely destroy Shenzong and fulfill your wish!
After walking out of Hanshui Palace and passing through the bronze gate, Yang Ming saw everyone with worried eyes. The latter breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Yang Ming came out safely. When the former walked across the bridge, they all surrounded him. Yang Ming.
Yang Haochen immediately asked: "Brother, are you okay?"
Yang Ming shook his head, then walked around in front of everyone, and then said: "Brothers, I'm fine, but I haven't gained anything."
"As long as people are fine, it doesn't matter if there is any gain!" Yang Zhen said immediately. Others agreed with his words and nodded.
Yang Hao approached Yang Ming and asked in a low voice: "Ninth brother, you really didn't encounter anything inside. Did that voice indicate that you were wanted to stay?"
Yang Ming said directly: "Brother, you are overthinking. That voice was left by the owner of the Cold Water Palace. She told me why the Cold Water Palace disappeared, and then it disappeared. She probably ran out of energy. After all, It has been thousands of years since the Hanshui Palace was destroyed, and I don’t know what she will do if she leaves me behind.”
Yang Ming concealed Ling Qingse's affairs. He felt that the latter had to get rid of his brother before showing up. He didn't want too many people to know her existence, so he made up a lie to dispel everyone's doubts.
"Now that everyone is here, let's go back to the Purple Dragon Palace to resume our lives." Yang Hao waved his hand and said to everyone.
The brothers embarked on the road back to the Purple Dragon Palace. Although they did not gain anything in Hanshui Palace, Yang Haochen's breakthrough to the Black Soul Demon Warrior was also a good result for the Purple Dragon Palace.
Just a few days after Yang Ming and others left, a figure appeared in Hanshui Palace. He was wandering around. His eyes showed nostalgia for a while, and then turned into vicious eyes. There seemed to be some contradictions, and then he hugged him in pain. The head roared on the spot.
After a few minutes, he stopped roaring and raised his head. His eyes were only vicious and showed no other emotions. He said to himself: "I never thought that after thousands of years, returning here can still touch the soul of that bitch. But why have I had an inexplicable feeling in my heart these past few days, as if I have sensed someone, and none of the people I sent have gone back to recover, could it be that they were killed by this person?"
The black shadow wandered around for a few more times, and after confirming that there was no one here, he left the Hanshui Palace...
In the Purple Dragon Palace, the Yang Ming brothers returned after several days of trekking. Yang Yongxin and his three wives were relieved to see that their sons had returned safely, and immediately asked them about their experiences in the Yin and Yang Plate. .
After some discussion, Yang Yongxin said to Yang Ming: "Ming'er, thanks to you being here this time, otherwise Lin'er would have been in danger. Tell me, what do I need to reward you as a father?"
Yang Ming quickly waved his hand and said, "Father, I don't need any reward. If you have to reward me for saving my brother, then the family relationship will be weak."
This sentence touched the hearts of Yang Yongxin and the three mothers, and they became more and more fond of this little son who had just returned. The other brothers looked at Yang Ming with no jealousy in their eyes. Within days, Yang Ming had conquered everyone with his practical actions.
Yang Ming suddenly remembered and said to Yang Yongxin: "Father, I want to ask you about someone."
"who is it?"
Yang Yongxin was a little curious about what Yang Ming said. The only people who could ask him about it were people from the Purple Dragon Palace. Only people from the Purple Dragon Palace should ask him, the master of the palace.
"I wonder if you have heard of Yang Qingping?" Yang Ming asked.
"Yang Qingping...Qingping...ah, I remembered who it was. It must be her." Yang Yongxin said to Yang Ming after searching in his mind for a moment.
"Ming'er, why do you ask about Patriarch Qingping?" Yang Yongxin asked.
"Father, do you know Yang Qingping? Is she alive?" Yang Ming asked immediately.
"Not only do I know, I have also seen her, although it was a long time ago. She is still alive, but her mind is not very good. You haven't told me why I know Patriarch Qingping?" Yang Yongxin looked at his youngest son. He asked with a look of relief.
"Can you take me to find her? Once you do, you will understand why I am looking for her." Yang Ming said impatiently.
"Oh, then I will take you to find her. I think Patriarch Qingping has never seen you before." Yang Yongxin agreed happily.
