When Ye Junlin arrived at "Ziyun City", it was noon on the third day. I have to say that those who rushed forward with Guan Ping and his group of "captives" were indeed much slower than him.
Today, it was Li Mu's turn to guard the gate of "Ziyun City".
When Li Mu saw Ye Junlin, his eyes showed an expression of great surprise, and then he went up to meet him from afar.
"Jun Lin, where have you been going in the past five days?" Li Mu asked anxiously.
"What's wrong?" Ye Junlin thought casually.
"Sect Master, old sect master, elder of the sect... In short, all the big names in our "Purple Cloud Sea" are looking for you everywhere." Li Mu replied.
"Oh?" Ye Junlin's brows raised slightly, as if he was thinking about something: "Can't the sword villa invade again?"
"I think it should be the 'cana ceremony'." Guan Ping murmured behind Ye Junlin.
"'Cancele Ceremony'? What is that?" Ye Junlin's face showed a look of playfulness.
"Oh, there's no time to explain." Li Mu seemed very anxious: "The Sect Master ordered that as soon as you return to the sect, you will immediately take you to the 'Ziyun Hall'."
After Li Mu finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Ye Junlin to the "Ziyun Hall".
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In the "Ziyun Hall", Murong Mingyu sat high on the throne of the sect leader, with a slightly angry expression, as if he was angry.
Under the hall, Ye Junlin stood crampedly, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Junlin, do you know how dangerous it is to go out alone like this? Do you know how many people outside want to assassinate you..." Murong Mingyu chattered endlessly, like a housewife who scolded her sloppy husband, and actually made Ye Junlin laugh.
"Okay, Sect Master, I'm just trying to get Yunfeng and Uncle Yun recover soon," Ye Junlin said with a smile.
"That's right, I'm too lazy to talk to you." Murong Mingyu said angrily: "If you don't take the example, if you go out again, you must bring the 'Flying Bear Army'."
"Yes, the sect leader." Ye Junlin bowed with a smile.
Later, Ye Junlin informed Murong Mingyu about Guan Ping's affairs. Murong Mingyu himself was a kind-hearted person. After Ye Junlin pleaded for mercy, he also agreed to not blame Guan Ping's past.
"By the way, what did you do with the people from the Luoyi faction, such as Luo Chen, Gao Changgu?" Ye Junlin suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly.
"Scatter them all over the sect and observe them secretly. Once you find something strange, you will kill them on the spot." Murong Mingyu said.
"Okay." Ye Junlin gave Murong Mingyu a thumbs up.
As a leader, it is not possible to be kind. Only by using both soft and hard and hard, and combining hard and soft can one manage a sect well.
"Nothing is wrong, I will leave first. I will go and deliver medicine to Uncle Yun and the others." After Ye Junlin said that, he turned around and wanted to leave.
"Wait!" Murong Mingyu stopped Ye Junlin and said with resentment: "The sect's 'enthrone ceremony' has been postponed for a few days because of you. It is now decided to hold it in three days. During this period, you are not allowed to go there!"
Murong Mingyu said viciously.
"Yes, I understand." Ye Junlin beat him up and quickly disappeared into the hall...
In the "Medical Hall", two "Qilian grasses" instantly turned into two green balls of light under the refining of Nangong Lin, and were injected into Yun Zhenyu and Yun Feng's bodies respectively.
Both of them suffered severe damage to their meridians, but after the green light entered their bodies, these meridians burst out with rich vitality again, just like dead trees in spring.
The green light shone brightly on the body of the Yun family’s father and son.
The two sat cross-legged and began to slowly refine.
Time passed by minute by minute. As time went by, the scars on the Yun family's father and son were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In addition to the effect of "healing wounds", "Qilian grass" also has the effect of "cleaning marrow and purging veins". After the baptism of the essence of "Qilian grass", Yun Zhenyu seemed to be ten years younger and had a new vitality on his old face.
And Yunfeng, under the nourishment of the "Qilian Grass", entered the "Xuanshi Step" with half his foot.
"Feng'er, take the 'Xuanshi Dan'!" Yun Zhenyu was very excited and urged him quickly.
Yun Feng nodded, took out a blue pill from a jade bottle close to his body, then raised his head and swallowed it whole.
In the "Fanjun Tomb", Fanjun rewarded the young man who entered the third level, each with a "Xuanshi Dan". Later, during the battle, Don Juan, Mu Zongqin and Zhao Jie's "Xuanshi Dan" all fell into Ye Junlin's hands.
Jin Ling, Yun Feng, Yang Gongcheng, Liang Bufan, Song Miaoyu and Yin Xue each got one.
But Yun Feng took the "Xuanshi Dan". In an instant, a red light rose from his body. The breath of flames covered the sky and rushed into his body like a firefly.
In the attic of the 'Ziyun Hall', Song Jinghong and Xu Guoyu quietly felt the floating spiritual energy between heaven and earth, and smiled secretly: "It seems that my 'Ziyun Sea' is going to add another 'Xuanshi' warrior."
The vision brought about by the breakthrough of Yunfeng lasted for half a quarter of an hour. After half a minute, the overwhelming aura of flames dissipated.
And Yunfeng has already been promoted to "Xuanshi".
Yunfeng's eyes opened, and in an instant, a flame shot out.
"Thank you for your 'reconstruction' of Elder Huzong!" Yun Zhenyu actually pulled Yun Feng and knelt down.
"Uncle Yun, this is absolutely impossible. You are an elder, how can you... how can you... kneel down as a junior." Ye Junlin said, and quickly helped Yun Zhenyu and Yun Feng up.
"Jun Lin, if it weren't for you, even if our father and son's martial arts career would be ruined, how could it be..." Yun Zhenyu said, his old face became extremely excited.
"Uncle Master, don't say that. Junlin treats you as uncles and brothers. These are what Junlin should do." Ye Junlin's face became serious in an instant. He looked at the Yun family's father and son and said solemnly.
"Okay, from today on, we will be uncles and brothers!" Yun Zhenyu said solemnly.
"Uncle Yun..." A strange light suddenly emanated from Ye Junlin's eyes: "Aren't we before?"
"This, of course, Uncle Master doesn't mean this..." Yun Zhenyu's cramped expression made everyone laugh...
It was already midnight when Ye Junlin returned to his residence.
Instead of lying down to rest immediately, he silently recalled the "Purple Cloud Secret Technique" imprinted in his mind and began to practice...