Without even thinking about it, Ling Xiao's body moved and suddenly disappeared from Ling Potian's eyes. As soon as Ling Potian put down the tea bowl, he saw his precious grandson suddenly disappearing in front of his eyes.
, there was no one in the seat.
The place where the fight took place was not too far away from him. After a few ups and downs, Ling Xiao arrived.
In an open space not far away, a middle-aged man about forty years old and wearing a green and white gown covered the wound on his right hand. Blood seeped out drop by drop, and a small cut opened on his face.
He was obviously at a disadvantage, but in front of him, a young man who looked about the same size as Ling Xiao was holding a stone in his hand.
The young man's face was unkind, and his tone was also playful: "Old guy from Qingyun Sect, you have a share in the Langya grass in your hand. If you give it to me, I won't hurt you. But if you continue to resist,
The next time the stone in my hand hits you, it won't be your right hand, but your head."
The middle-aged man still had the same angry look on his face: "I spent more than forty days waiting for this Langya grass to bloom. What's the point of you grabbing it directly? The Ling family is also a big family, how come you are like this?
scum."
The young man frowned, and when he was about to say something else, a white shadow flashed in front of his eyes. When he looked again, a young man appeared in front of him. He looked at him coldly, it was Ling Xiao.
Ling Xiao glanced back, and the middle-aged man looked at him with a slightly strange look, but Ling Xiao's eyes were filled with concern.
This middle-aged man was the uncle of one of the Qingyun sect in his previous life. In his previous life, Ling Xiao was born stupid and was often bullied. Thanks to this uncle's care, this uncle usually liked to make elixirs, which can be regarded as his enlightenment in alchemy. Now he has left
It was still more than eighty years before I met this uncle, and his strength must not be as powerful as it will be in the future.
The young man looked at Ling Xiao, who had a cold face, and shouted disdainfully: "Where did you come from, little brat, you want to..."
He didn't finish his next word. The next second, he only felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and then his throat felt cold. The person from Ling Xiao was already standing behind him, and at some point, a hand appeared in his hand.
A long knife with a blood-red handle was placed on his neck.
"I don't want to kill you now. If you say you won't interfere anymore and get out immediately, I will spare your life. If you don't obey, I will slash my knife downwards half a minute and you will never be able to speak again in this life."
The young man felt vigorous spiritual energy emitting from the blade, and the murderous intent in Ling Xiao's words was real, and he couldn't help but swallow a sip of saliva. He had a temperament that bullied the weak and feared the strong. At this time of life and death, he could only
He said tremblingly: "I'm going... I'm just going."
Ling Xiao waved his sleeves and threw the man to the side with all his strength. The blade in his hand was also cut off directly, and a sword energy was swung towards him. It did not hurt the man, but frightened him into running away.
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Ling Xiao turned around, and the middle-aged man stood up and bowed in thanks: "Thank you, little brother, for saving me."
Ling Xiao stopped his enthusiastic impulse. After all, when they met for the first time, if they were too enthusiastic, they would feel strange. He coughed and said: "If you want to thank me, this is unnecessary. Look at your attire.
Your Excellency should be from the Qingyun Sect, right? I came here just to become a member of the Qingyun Sect."
The middle-aged man showed a look of joy on his face: "Exactly, your Excellency has such strength, that is really great. Do you need me to lead you right now?"
Ling Xiao glanced at the distance, thought for a moment, and said, "I still have some unfinished business. When I come to visit, I will come to visit you."
There was also a trace of disappointment on the middle-aged man's face, but it was fleeting. He smiled and said: "That's good. If you come to Qingyun Sect, just say my name. Then I will do it for you."
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Ling Xiao smiled and said: "It must be certain, this is a certain thing."
There was nothing to say after that. The two exchanged pleasantries and went their separate ways.
When Ling Xiao returned to his seat, Ling Potian sat still on the chair, his face still looking calm and affectionate. Ling Xiao sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked: "Don't ask me where I went.
What?"
Ling Potian put down the bowl, with a calm expression on his face: "As long as you haven't done anything bad, it's okay. At your age, I can't tie you up."
Ling Xiao smiled and stopped talking.
After walking for another half day, they finally arrived at Bohai County. With Ling Potian leading the way, the two of them also arrived at the headquarters of the Ling family.
The headquarters of the Ling family was built in the west of the city, occupying a large piece of land on the outskirts of the city. The entire headquarters' houses were built against the mountains, and the Cuishan outside the city was almost entirely covered by the buildings of the headquarters.
The buildings of the headquarters are built according to the mountain. Looking at them, they are lined up in rows. Standing at the gate outside, they spread out and appear as if they reach the sky. The highest building is even partially hidden in the clouds on the top of the mountain.
In the middle, the view is not very clear.
There are also many towering buildings standing at the foot of the mountain. On a huge stone tablet at the door, there is an extremely powerful character "Ling" written on it. Ling Xiao and Ling Potian stood outside. Ling Potian took a look at his family's building.
Jianzhuang said in a nostalgic tone: "The last time I came here, I was seven years old. Now, it's been sixty years."
Ling Xiao also looked at the majestic momentum of the Ling family headquarters carefully. This was not the first time he came to this place. He had also been to this door before his rebirth, but he had never gone in. He just looked at it coldly.
After a few moments, he left.
If Ling Potian hadn't advanced to the primary realm, he probably wouldn't have been able to come here in his lifetime.
Outside the huge door, there were only two young people with fluttering clothes standing in the wind. Ling Potian stepped forward and said politely to the young people outside the door: "Please inform me.
With a shout, Ling Potian, the branch of the Black Rock City branch of the Ling family, is here to see you."
The man on the left glanced sideways at Ling Potian, then withdrew his eyes and said, "Just wait." Then he went in.
The wind blew by, and Ling Potian and Ling Xiao stood waiting outside the door. Not long after, an old man in simple clothes, about sixty or seventy years old, came out. When he saw Ling Potian, he hummed in his nose.
He made a sound and said: "Are you the head of the branch family in Black Rock City?"
Ling Potian hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile: "Yes, I just broke through the Chu Yuan realm a few days ago. I received an order from my family and my name was written in the genealogy. I came here to see you."
The old man looked Ling Potian up and down, without looking at Ling Xiao who was standing aside, and snorted again: "I was wondering which branch it was. It turned out to be a side branch of Black Rock City.
It's really a blessing from God that a person from the Primary Realm can come out of that small place of yours."
Ling Xiao frowned and took a step forward to say something. Ling Potian stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "It's indeed God's help. I'm so old and I'm very happy to be included in the family tree. Please do it for me."
Lead the way."
Ling Xiao's anger was suppressed. After all, this was his family's territory. What he hated most was that others looked at him like this. But he couldn't say anything at the moment, so he could only give up.
The old man snorted coldly and said, "Just wait for now. I'm just in the Chu Yuan realm, and I'm pretending to be an immortal. It's not embarrassing."
Before Ling Potian could reply, Ling Xiao took a step forward and shouted sternly: "The rules of the Ling family have always been based on benevolence and righteousness. Why are you so dirty in your mouth?"
The old man glanced at Ling Xiao, and suddenly stretched out a sleeve of his robe, slapping Ling Xiao's face. However, before it could touch Ling Xiao, he was blocked by a soft wave of air in the middle. Ling Potian immediately blocked it.
He stood in front of Ling Xiao and said sternly: "Your Excellency is a member of my family after all. My grandson has no intention of contradicting me. How can you hurt someone without any manners?"
The old man took back his sleeves, shook them off, and his final words were quite arrogant: "I am the housekeeper Ling Yan. This young boy made rude remarks, so what if I slapped him in the mouth? Even if I killed him on the spot,
, that was also his fault for speaking rudely, but he was just a child from a separate family, and he was just pretending to be a big person."
There is a reason for the old housekeeper to be so contemptuous of Ling Potian. Although Ling Potian has entered the Primary Yuan Realm, he is actually nothing in the eyes of this family. There are many masters in our family, and there are many masters in the Primary Yuan Realm, not to mention that
It's the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty.
Even the plainly dressed old butler has already reached the second level of the Primary Yuan Realm. Although he is not very impressive, in his heart, he is no more than the first level of the Primary Yuan Realm. Ling Potian is so polite and considerate, and his whole body is natural.
I was very disgusted by the arrogance of a strong man, so I used words to ridicule him.
Ling Xiao was furious, and Ling Potian stretched out his hand to stop him again. Hearing the tone of the always good-tempered Ling Potian's mouth was also cold: "The housekeeper has excellent skills, but he has also lost the self-cultivation of a master.
Please take back your words, steward, so as not to lose your standard."
Family members are always Ling Potian's enemies. This is a habit inherited from the Ling family, and the same goes for Ling Shouyi.
The housekeeper also had the attitude of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "That's what I said, so what's wrong with you? If I don't take it back, what else can you do to me? I'm at the second level of the Primary Yuan Realm, you're the only one
This level is really not enough for me!"
Ling Potian clasped his hands behind his back, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Your cultivation is good, but your self-cultivation has fallen to the bottom. You seem to be very concerned about your ability at the second level of the primary yuan. Ling Potian is bold. This time
I have come here to ask for advice. If you win, please take back what you just said."
Ling Xiao immediately stood still and did not move. This matter related to his grandfather's honor as the head of the family, and he could no longer intervene to help.
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You may not be very capable, but you are very courageous. I heard that you were the only one who dared to resist the Holy Fire Sect the day before yesterday. If so, I will compete with you."
Ling Potian said: "I challenge you to come up with the issue of starting a war."
The butler looked around, waved his robe sleeve, and a circle suddenly appeared in the large open space beside him. The butler smiled and said: "I won't bully you, let's just fight in this circle.
, you don’t have to worry about whether it will hurt me, whatever can kill you will come, whoever gets out of this circle first will be judged as the loser."
Ling Potian immediately moved toward the circle, stood in the center of the circle, and waved, "Please."