Chapter 1624 The romantic debt of the ancestor Ling Xiao
"Is it that exaggerated?"
Ling Tian looked at himself.
Everyone said in unison, "Yes!"
"That's all, be careful when you go here. We haven't fully transformed yet, so we can't go with you."
Qin Mingyue sighed.
"Well, you can practice with peace of mind. I will arrange the formation first so that you can enter the demon realm faster. However, I don't know if my Qimen formation can still be used in the demon realm, so when the time comes, you will each
Play it by ear.”
"Anyway, the Taichu Martial Spirit we are looking for cannot be together. It is best for the seven of you to divide into three groups so that you can take care of each other."
Ling Tian held Qin Mingyue's hand and gave everyone a few instructions before walking into the Qimen formation and heading to the Northern Territory first.
Ling Tian was the first person to refine the secret technique of transforming demons, and Qin Mingyue and others had to wait for at least another three months. Now they didn't know what was happening on Tianyu Island and Cangmang Battle Palace, so after everyone discussed it, they decided to let Ling Tian
God goes first.
Northern Territory, reject Beicheng.
Ling Tian did not go straight to the Northern Icefield, but entered the city.
The Feixue brew here has always been on Ling Tian’s mind.
Not only did he want to drink, but also because he hadn't visited the old man Yang Lin for more than half a year.
You must bring enough of this wine.
However, unlike the last time he came to the Northern Territory, Ling Tian did not disguise himself.
He is dressed in white clothes and has white hair, with the symbol of the Yutian Sect embroidered on his chest.
As soon as they entered Jubei City, all the warriors along the way were stunned.
Half a year ago, Ling Tian independently established himself in the Eastern Region and ascended the Immortal Platform, becoming the pinnacle of the human race in one fell swoop and becoming an unattainable existence.
But half a year later, Ling Tian came to Jubeicheng, which was really rare.
When Ling Tian stood under Wangxue Tower, all the servants in Wangxue Tower were also trembling with fear.
After all, it is said that they have the background of the Xuanming Ghost Valley here. The Yutian Sect and the Xuanming Ghost Valley are still in a fight to the death, so it is inevitable that they will be afraid.
Ling Tian chuckled and walked slowly upstairs. At this time, there was no one in Wangxue Tower.
Here, he is the most expensive guest.
Ling Tian didn't stop until he reached the thirty-second floor.
Looking at the calligraphy treasures that he and Leng Xuanye created together on the wall, which had been framed and hung there, Ling Tian suddenly smiled.
"Haha, Master Lingtian, you are fine."
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind.
Ling Tian turned around, looked at the landlord Wangxue who was dressed in black, and suddenly smiled and said: "Master, this is the first time we've met, right?"
"The sect master is joking. Half a year ago, you and Mr. An Ye left a calligraphy treasure in my building. No matter how stupid I am, I would never have guessed that that person was you."
Wangxue Tower Master still looked as cold as frost, "However, I don't know what the purpose of Lingtian Sect Master's coming here is?"
"You can't. Are you missing the nine delicacies in Wangxue Tower?"
"The poster is joking. Ling is here to buy Feixue Brewing."
Ling Tian didn't have enough time, so he didn't try to get along with her.
"Oh? How much do you want?"
"As much as you want."
Master Wangxue suddenly sneered, "Master Lingtian is joking. Although my Feixue Brewing is rare, I have a lot of it in the past five hundred years. There are still more than 10,000 bottles. In this way, I am afraid that Master Lingtian
Even if you sit on the Immortal Platform, you won’t be able to get so many spiritual stones, right?”
Ling Tian was startled. He didn't expect that Wangxue Tower had so many treasures, more than ten thousand bottles, so he really didn't have that many spiritual stones in his hand.
"Then, a thousand bottles, that should be enough."
Ling Tian made a move and wanted to take out the spirit stone.
"Sect Master, wait a minute, I can give you these ten thousand bottles of Feixue Brewing, and you don't even need a single spiritual stone."
However, what Master Wangxue said shocked Ling Tian.
Immediately he rolled his eyes, frowned and said, "If the host has something to do, you can just tell me. If Ling can handle it, I won't refuse."
"I know the purpose of your trip is to the Demon Realm. I asked you to help me find someone."
"who?"
"Five hundred years ago, his name was Ling Xiao!"
The beautiful eyebrows of Wangxue Tower raised, and a look of resentment appeared on his face, "Back then, I admired him with all my heart, but in his eyes, there was no one else except the bitch Hongrao from Jiuxiao Yunhai Pavilion.
"
"You even ignored my dissuasion and insisted on joining the demon clan."
"It's been five hundred years and he hasn't come out of the Demon Realm. I built this snow-watching tower just to wait for him."
"Now, I know you are going to the Demon Realm. I just want some news about whether he is dead or alive. If he is alive, that's it. If he is dead, just bring his bones back."
"I will give you these ten thousand bottles of Feixue Brewing."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and threw over a storage ring.
Ling Tian raised his hand to take it, but the surprise on his face was not at all because of the flying snow brew.
"Walter? Five hundred years ago, Ling Xiao?!"
"It can't be such a coincidence, right?"
Ling Tian rolled his eyes. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that this Ling Xiao was most likely the ancestor of his Ling family!
Okay, it’s just a matter of jumping to Jue Tianjing. This is really good. There’s the Lord of Nine Heavens in the south, and the Lord of Wangxue Tower in the north?
Five hundred years ago, you were quite romantic!
"Okay, host, don't worry, I will never forget this matter."
Ling Tian put away the ring, suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "May I ask, what is the relationship between the original poster and the Xuanming Ghost Valley?"
This is what he has always wanted to ask.
Although the Xuanming Ghost Valley is pretty bad, the owner of Wangxue Tower looks pretty good except for his temperament.
"My name is Fei Yuluo. Five hundred years ago, I was one of the three ghost masters in Xuanming Ghost Valley."
After saying that, the Wangxue Building Master collapsed into a ball of black mist and disappeared.
Ling Tian touched his nose.
"Okay, ancestor, your trip is not in vain."
"Fortunately you didn't create a little ancestor for me..."
However, Ling Tian then thought about it, this ancestor has been in the demon clan for five hundred years, and he is so popular in the human clan, then...
"call……"
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin..."
Ling Tian recited a Buddha's name, and in a flash, he left Jubei City.
…
Dragon Bone Bingjian.
"You brat, I really thought you died outside!"
"It smells so good! Grandma's, it makes me hungry!"
The old man Yang Lin wolfed down the skewers without forgetting to scold Ling Tian.
"Hey, senior, please eat slowly and think carefully about what I said. I'm going to the Demon Realm, and I really don't know when I can come back."
Ling Tian rubbed his hands and said with a smile.
"I really can't get out."
"Senior, I have ten thousand bottles of Feixue Brewing here, enough for you to drink!"
Yang Lin smacked his mouth, he was very excited.
"You kid, stop tempting me. I didn't lie to you. If I go out, I will be struck to death by lightning. Which is more important, the wine or my life? Do you really want me to die?"
Ling Tian smiled mysteriously and looked at Yang Lin.
"Senior, what if I say that I have a way for you to avoid the catastrophe?"
When Yang Lin heard this, his whole body was shaken.
