After Master Yunxu's expression darkened, Du Ce remained silent until the palace door was completely closed, then he secretly glanced at Master Yunxu rather guiltily.
Seeing that Master Yunxu didn't say anything, he winked at the junior brothers he had brought with him. Several people understood and divided themselves into two columns, the left and the right, standing in front of the gate of Yaoxianchi Palace.
After giving all these instructions, Du Ce did not forget to steal another glance at the Immortal Yunxu. Afraid of upsetting the Immortal Yunxu again, Du Ce didn't want to stay here any longer. He bowed to the Immortal Yunxu again and hurriedly said goodbye to the two of them.
"I'm going to ask Yun Sheng what he wants." After Du Ce left, Master Yunxu said with a gloomy face.
At this moment, his anger had reached its peak. As soon as he finished speaking, he flew towards Chaoyun Palace. It's not easy for him to argue with his juniors, but they all follow the orders of the leader, so this debt will naturally fall on him.
"Master, wait a minute." Chang Ling hurriedly caught up and blocked Yunxu's path.
"Are you going to stop me as a master? Chang Ling!" Out of anger, Master Yunxu's tone became a bit harsher.
"If it's inconvenient outside, please return to the Rising Sun Palace first, Master." Chang Ling lowered his voice and winked at Master Yunxu.
Immortal Yunxu received Chang Ling's look, snorted at him, and walked towards the Rising Sun Palace, with Chang Ling following closely behind.
In the study room of the Rising Sun Palace, Yunxu Shangxian waved his hand in the air, and all the doors and windows were closed, and a layer of enchantment was attached.
"Master, the master acts in Yuntian's interests. Even if his words and deeds are excessive, we can't gain any advantage by arguing with him." Chang Ling's eyebrows were solemn and his face was serious: "Today is different from the past. We are under the surveillance of the master. It’s not a bad thing for us.”
Chang Ling told everything about his agreement with Yunsheng Immortal.
The outside world is always paying attention to Yuntian's movements, and it is even more necessary to be cautious at this time. A big fanfare may lead to the leakage of the Bone Soul Bell's appearance.
"But Yun Sheng treats him like a prisoner, how can you bear it?" Yunxu Shangxian frowned and stared at Chang Ling, with a chilling air still surrounding his cold face.
"I can bear it," Chang Ling said calmly, his expression unchanged.
Yun Tian is bound to win the bone soul bell, and it is impossible for Yun Sheng to do nothing. Now that Lan Sheng is still in Yuntian, Chang Ling naturally cannot have a complete stalemate with Yunsheng Shangxian. It is better to tolerate it for a while than to let him use secret methods again.
"In Yuntian, Yuntian is supreme, and the common people are supreme. Personal will and life and death are insignificant and can be sacrificed at any time." In the stunned gaze of Yunxu Shangxian, Chang Ling sneered, seemingly inadvertently, but there was a hint of it in the corner of his mouth. A bit of sarcasm towards the canon: "I'm used to it."
Chang Ling's words made Yunxu Shangxian speechless for a moment, and his brows furrowed even more.
"There is nothing wrong with putting all living beings first, but it does not require sacrificing the disciples." Master Yunxu pondered for a long time and then said.
He nodded his head slightly, his face was as determined as ever, but his tone was obviously a little weak.
Over the years, he had become accustomed to seeing life and death, and he knew that every step Yuntian took was stepping on the flesh and blood of his disciples. That was why he secretly supported Du Ce's plan.
But even so, he will still uphold the canon unconditionally.
"What Master said is true." Chang Ling had already anticipated Master Yunxu's attitude, and his stern face did not show any emotion.
He had no intention of arguing with Immortal Yunxu. No matter how deep the conversation was, it would be in vain.
"Master, after solving the issue of the Bone Soul Bell, I want to retire from the secular life with Lan Sheng and live a normal life." Now that the conversation had ended, Chang Ling thought about it and informed Yunxu Yunxu of his decision in advance.
Immortal Yunxu didn't react for a moment, and then he frowned: "Have you made up your mind?" He looked Chang Ling up and down, trying to find something strange about Chang Ling.
He had expected this day since he accepted Lan Sheng as his disciple, but his heart still tightened when it actually happened.
"Disciple has made up his mind." Chang Ling responded immediately.
The teachings say that if you are ruthless, you will have no restraints, and if you have no restraints, you will be the best in the world. Now that he has Lan Sheng and cares for her, he no longer has any worries. He only yearns for the ordinary life of ordinary people, simple and pure.
The corner of Yunxu Shangxian's mouth twitched, and a trace of disappointment flashed through his deep eyes. After that, he quickly returned to his cold expression: "Since you have made up your mind, Master will not stop you."
Maybe there were too many changes, or maybe it was because he naturally felt a little more restrained after learning that Chang Ling was the reincarnation of Immortal Mo Chen. At this moment, Immortal Yunxu looked at Chang Ling with a hint of awe in his heart, and was panic-stricken but didn't know how to refuse.
Then he thought that after he had disciplined Chang Ling for more than ten years, it was time to let him go free. Master Yunxu comforted himself and felt a little relieved.
There was no furious thunder as expected, no rebuke, and not even a word of restraint. Master Yunxu's behavior was much calmer than Chang Ling expected. This made Chang Ling a little surprised, but it was good, it opened up a piece of his mind, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
"Thank you, Master." Chang Ling tugged at the corner of his mouth and hesitated for a long time.
Regardless of whether he has returned to secular life or not, Master Yunxu is his most respected master, but he thinks that he is not a sentimental person, and he is not good at expressing his feelings from beginning to end, and he has not been able to hold back another sentence for a long time.
Yunxu Shangxian nodded in response. He seemed absent-minded during the subsequent conversation, so he ended the conversation hastily.
Finally, Chang Ling bowed deeply to the Immortal Yunxu and said goodbye to the Immortal Yunxu.
Yu Jian left Yuntian. At first, Chang Ling planned to go directly to Penglai Island, but after searching through the remaining memories of Master Mochen in his mind, the memory of Penglai Island was still vague. He vaguely remembered that the entrance to Penglai Island in the human world was constantly changing. of.
Finding the entrance would probably take some trouble. Chang Ling was a little troubled. He felt the heavy leader's order in his arms and suddenly had an idea.
Now that I got the token, I naturally had to make good use of it. He turned aside and Yu Jian went straight to the nearest Yuntian camp.
The Yuntian Self-reliance Sect has been at odds with the demon clan since its beginning. In order to protect the safety of Yuntian Fairy Mountain, the leader has set up camps at many strategic locations.
Chang Ling entered a camp and went straight to the elders' tent with the leader's order.
The elders in the tent were all shocked when they saw the person coming was Chang Ling. After recognizing the token in his hand, they became even more respectful, with no hint of flattery in his movements.
There had been rumors about Chang Ling before. Yunxu, the Immortal, only said after returning to the mountain: "My disciple is going through a love crisis, and I will not pursue it." Not only did he admit the rumors openly, but he also showed his protection against shortcomings.
Seeing Chang Ling again and still holding the leader's order, these elders were even more attentive and wanted to fawn over him.
Chang Ling and several elders exchanged brief greetings, and then went straight to clarify their purpose. The elders all wanted to take the opportunity to gain some favor, and they did not dare to neglect at all, so they all summoned their direct disciples.
Chang Ling didn't pay too much attention. He thanked the elders, told the disciples what he knew about Penglai Island, and then ordered them to explore the situation on Penglai Island.
After the explanation was completed, Chang Ling walked out of the tent.
The investigation would still take some time. Taking advantage of this time, Chang Ling decided to go to Quyong, the capital of Da Qi. Although Master Yunxu would take action when necessary, he had a special status and was his master, so Chang Ling didn't want him to get involved.
Yuntian is located on the coast of the East China Sea, thousands of mountains away from Quyong in the middle of Kyushu. Chang Ling rushes towards Quyong with his sword.
Due to the previous delay, we were already approaching the Western Mountain before we checked, and the sky was dyed into a beautiful sunset under the setting sun. The beautiful scenery is like a dream, which attracts people to linger. Looking at it, Chang Ling is in vain.
I never thought that this was the boundary of Mengtang Village.
Chang Ling stopped here and subconsciously murmured Lan Sheng's name. His thoughts went back to the night before he left Mengtan Village, when he looked at the sea of clouds billowing in the sky in the same way.
At that time, it was the first time that I took Lan Sheng to wield a sword. Her thin hands were holding on to him, her young face lost a layer of color due to nervousness, but her mouth was unyielding, and her restless eyes looked around stubbornly despite her shrinking body. .
Time flies, and after so many years, I haven't taken Lan Sheng home to see her.
Chang Ling let out a long breath, and by some strange coincidence, he arrived at the small bridge at the entrance of Mengtan Village. It's winter, but Mengtan Village is a bit warmer than the sky, and the river is still gurgling.
Chang Ling crossed the small bridge and entered the village. The houses in Mengtan Village are still the same, not much changed compared to when they left. The only difference is that the houses are now covered with a layer of silver, and there seems to be no more hustle and bustle in the past.
Along the street, Chang Ling found a secluded thatched house. The thatched house was a bit dilapidated. Several figures in the room were drinking and chatting happily, and there were a few noises from time to time.
This was Lan Sheng's old home, but at this time, the people in the house clearly regarded themselves as the owners of this place.
Chang Ling opened the door and his face changed slightly: "Who are you?" He stood at the door of the thatched house and stared at everyone in the house coldly.
Hearing Chang Ling's voice, one of the strong men turned around and looked over. His face was full of flesh, and a scar visible to the naked eye ran through his right eye and spanned half of his face. It looked very scary.
"Who is your kid?" the strong man asked Chang Ling in an unhappy tone, with impatience in his eyes.
"I am Lan Sheng's husband, and this is Lan Sheng's house. Why are you here?" This was the first time that he claimed to be Lan Sheng's husband, but he behaved calmly and calmly.
The people eating wine at the table looked at each other, grinned, and burst into disdainful and mocking laughter. These people were used to doing evil, so they looked at Chang Ling's white-faced scholar look and didn't take him seriously at all.
"Her house? It belongs to the men now!" One of them put down his wine glass: "That bitch, if she hadn't disappeared, she would have been the men's crotch toy." As he spoke, he showed a pair of big yellow teeth and squinted. He looked behind Chang Ling, trying to find Lan Sheng's figure.
"Meng Lansheng, this little lady is quite pretty in retrospect. It's a pity that she wasn't married back then, otherwise she would have given birth to several fat boys for me." Another person at the table echoed, with a bit of regret in his words.
These people were all homeless people who had bullied Lan Sheng in the past, and now they were even more confident when they gathered together. They completely ignored the fierce murderous intent in Chang Ling's eyes and kept saying dirty words to Chang Ling.
"Seeking death?" Chang Ling stared at everyone, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly, trying to hold back his anger.
"It's not too late now. This kid said he was Meng Lansheng's husband and tied him up. Meng Lansheng didn't obediently come over to serve us." The strong man in the lead ignored Chang Ling and glanced at the people behind him. Several people looked at each other and smiled, and there was another burst of harsh laughter.
After the laughter, several people put down their wine glasses and quickly gathered around, blocking Chang Ling's retreat.
"Where is that little lady Meng Lansheng? If you know her, please ask her to come out and serve the brothers to drink." The strong man in the lead shouted to Chang Ling, clenching his fists and gearing up.
"Brother Qiangzi, let the brothers teach him a lesson first." One of them said to the leading strong man, and then punched Chang Ling.
Chang Ling dodged and avoided the punch, and then with a wave of his hand, the man's body hit the window. The broken window flew ten meters away and hit the snow hard, unable to move.
The strong man who took the lead was frightened at first, and then his eyes were filled with fierceness. He pulled out the sword beside him and slashed at Chang Ling.
Chang Ling fell backwards, raised his hand to grab his wrist, and twisted it downwards. He screamed in pain and the big knife fell to the ground with a clang.
Before he could react, Chang Ling kicked him hard, hitting the strong man's knees hard. He let out another scream, and his legs were completely disabled. The strong man knelt down weakly in front of Chang Ling, covering his legs with his hands and moaning uncontrollably.
"Who else?" The gloomy voice carried murderous intent, and a powerful coercion swept across all directions.
Only then did the remaining people realize the killing intent, their faces turned pale, and their legs and feet began to tremble uncontrollably. As Chang Ling looked at them, his sharp eyes swept over them, and they all knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
Accompanied by the sounds of "We really have nowhere to go...", "Hero, have mercy..." and other sounds, several people knelt on the ground and knocked loudly.
"Get lost." Chang Ling glanced at them and said coldly, not intending to tangle with these people again.
After hearing this, several people felt as if they were on the receiving end of an amnesty. They kowtowed several times before standing up tremblingly.
Chang Ling was too lazy to pay attention to them, turned around and threw their belongings out of the house. They lifted up the two men who were groaning on the ground, and ran away in a hurry without caring about the items on the ground.
