Yan Ling never imagined that she could make a friend in a dream——

The woman in front of her is dressed in emerald blue, without any dust. A simple jade hairpin holds three thousand green hair behind her head, neat and tidy. The sword on her waist is hung with red tassels. She shakes it every step of the way, showing her heroic appearance.

She seemed to be an iceberg beauty who was extremely cold and unconventional. Unexpectedly, she turned out to be exactly the opposite - a talkative person.

"Ayan, are you also here to participate in the monster catching competition held by the ten major sects?"

Binger asked expectantly.

"Monster Catching Contest?"

Yan Ling repeated Bing'er's words.

Bing'er nodded: "Yes."

But if Yan Ling remembers correctly, the monster hunting competition held by the ten major sects was twenty-one years ago!

In order to prove their own strength, the ten sects that ranked in the top ten at that time sent their inner disciples to various places in the world to search for monsters and capture them. For a period of three months, which sect captured the largest number of monsters in total?

The sect will win.

It is also called as a way to eliminate evil spirits for the people of the world, but in fact it is just a pretext for the sects within the ten major sects to get those top-level monsters.

I heard that monsters in the human world fled one after another, and even those who had done no bad things were captured. There were only two ends for the captured monsters - one was to be willingly driven by the cultivators and become their subordinates.

The spiritual pets they drive; and the other kind that refuses to give in will be thrown into the alchemy furnace and refined into elixirs. Those who cultivate immortals can take it orally. Not only can their spiritual power be greatly increased, but what's more, they can even be healed in one breath.

Breaking through the third level saves several years of practice.

But how could Yan Ling encounter what happened twenty-one years ago? Could it be that this dream is what happened twenty-one years ago?

Yan Ling immediately thought of two little nightmares. The dream must be related to them! But doesn't it mean that nightmares will only bring the host to dreams related to themselves? The monster capture competition twenty-one years ago

, what does it have to do with her Qing Yanling?

Perhaps, through this Binger, we can know more.

In order to gain Bing'er's trust, Yan Ling kept nodding her head and said: "Yes, I am here to participate in the monster catching competition!"

"Really? That's great!"

Bing'er looked extremely happy to see that Yan Ling was like her. She looked at Yan Ling more expectantly and asked pleadingly:

"Then Ayan, can we come together?"

Yan Ling naturally nodded without any hesitation.

Seeing Yan Ling agree, Bing'er jumped up happily. She smiled like a flower, she had a new partner, and all the sadness in the past seemed to have disappeared:

"I have never found a partner along the way. Ayan, you are the first!"

Seeing Bing'er so happy, Yan Ling didn't know why, but she also became happy.

"Have you learned anything along the way?"

After chatting for a long time, Yan Ling asked Bing'er.

Bing'er shook her head: "No, I didn't catch a single monster."

For every disciple sent by the ten major sects to participate in this monster hunting competition, they are the top disciples in the sect, symbolizing the strength of the sect. During this trip, the number of monsters captured

, it is also a manifestation of their strength. If their performance is not good, they may be looked down upon when they return to the sect.

As a powerful disciple of the Lingjian Sect, Yan Ling is all too familiar with such cold words.

Just when she wanted to comfort Bing'er, she didn't expect that she immediately smiled again, as if she didn't care about the matter, and explained:

"Although monsters are monsters, there are still a small number of monsters that do evil. If those monsters that have never done evil are captured, wouldn't it be an injustice? Moreover, the ability to prove one's strength by capturing monsters does not depend on the number, but more

It depends on the strength of the opponent's monster. Ayan, have you heard of Zhulong? The purpose of my trip is Zhulong!"

Yan Ling was startled, and felt incredible about Bing'er's idea. Zhulong is a top-level monster, which in the world of cultivating immortals is equivalent to the realm of transformation into gods. Although Bing'er has some talents, he is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

How can you compete with the candle dragon?

The sword strike just happened to coincide with Zhulong's injury, otherwise Bing'er wouldn't have had this opportunity.

Bing'er saw Yan Ling's scruples, but her eyes were full of confidence and she said:

"I know that the gap between me and Zhulong is still a bit big, but I still have more than a month. Even if it is a waste, I have to conquer it! Besides, I don't plan to capture Zhulong, I just defeat it.

Defeating it is enough to prove my strength!"

Three months were spent on Zhulong, but in the end, he still hadn't conquered him...

Yan Ling looked at the woman in front of him and suddenly felt that she was very unpredictable...

…

"Ling'er! Ling'er, my master has finally found you!"

Xuanji came to the foot of Duan Nian Cliff and immediately saw Yan Ling lying on the ground. After making sure that Yan Ling was still alive, his anxious eyes became soft and sad in just a moment.

Xuanji has been apologizing non-stop:

"Ling'er, it's all Master's fault. Master should be with you, so that you won't get involved in the turbulence of time and space..."

He hugged his beloved disciple with both hands and was still muttering:

"Ling'er, Master will take you home. After this time, Master will never let you leave Master's sight for even half a step!"

Full of guilt, Xuanji hugged Yan Ling and left the forbidden area, heading towards the Spirit Sword Sect.

Seeing her mother being taken away, Lubao didn't know what was going on. She hit Zhuzai violently with her body, but she still couldn't wake it up.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

Lu Bao was worried that her mother would be in danger, so she had no choice but to leave Zhu Zai and continue to sleep soundly. He got into Yan Ling's storage ring alone and followed Xuanji to the Spirit Sword Sect.

…

Prisoner Longyou is outside the border.

"Well!"

After Yun Qitian tried several brute force methods to break the Netherworld barrier to no avail, he even suffered a backlash from the Netherworld and was injured.

"I didn't expect the barrier set up by those bad old men to be so strong!"

At this time, Yun Qitian suddenly felt a response from the spiritual jade he had hidden on Yan Ling's body——

"The little furnace cauldron was actually taken away?"

Returning to the boundary of the spirit protection formation, Yun Qitian only saw a pot left by Yan Ling for stewing fish soup and a sleeping nightmare cub.

He slowly lifted Zhu Zai up from the ground. Seeing that it was sleeping soundly, he stretched out his fingers and flicked its head from one direction to another.

Zhu Zai was in pain and woke up whining.

"Where is your mother?"
Chapter completed!