He must not be an ordinary person who can sit in the seat of Yifeng. Although this person is a bit weird, he doesn't seem to be trying to harm her.
Yun Ling shook her head and followed.
She wanted to see what this man was selling in the gourd and dared to use the reason of Changming Sword Master to lead her to this remote plank road.
After the two of them quickly walked for half a cup of tea, the real person in charge stopped in front of them.
An old man facing him, with white eyebrows and long beards, and a golden robe that is imposing. He is a true Lord of the Nascent Soul.
"I have met the elder. This is Zhenren Chengqin. Zhenren Chengqin, this is..."
The visitor waved his sleeves casually, letting the introductory disciple swallow the introduction words in his stomach.
"I have met the True Lord." Yun Ling said politely. Although he didn't know why the visitor wanted to find her, it would be better for many people to be respected.
But the man opposite raised his eyebrows and asked, "True Lord? Why don't you ask who I am?"
"..." Isn't you not let me say it?
She gently pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, and continued to politely say, "Yun Ling, a disciple of Yuzhuo Peak of Xuanling Sect, has seen the True Lord, but don't know the title of True Lord?"
"Forget it, forget it, don't say it! You will know in the future."
Yun Ling: "..." You are a little difficult to serve.
Disciple in charge: "..." Elder, you are real.
The old man didn't wait for Yun Ling to take the blame and continued to dislike him: "Oh, it's boring. The two baby boy Sheng Yun gave birth to this little boy are all serious and not fun. It's not as good as the Luo family little boy I saw a few days ago
Girl, when we meet, I invite the old man to drink, and I will also give me a speech book to relieve my boredom..."
Yun Ling relaxed his guard and fell into deep thought when he heard this. Judging from what he meant, I thought he was his father's friend or elder? He also knew his senior sister?
The old man looked at Yun Ling while talking. Seeing her unresponsive face and her attitude was even more annoyed: "I can't even say anything, how can I feel at ease when I see the elders? Why don't I take it?
Please come out and be filial to the elderly?"
Yun Ling blinked, and this time she understood, she was here to rob.
She took a pot of Zhu Yanxiao from the storage bracelet: "I don't know if the True Lord can look at this Zhu Yanxiao..."
The old man snatched the gourd, took a breath, and said with satisfaction: "It's okay, the old man doesn't pick on it."
"You're the only one left?" He smashed it and asked with his eyebrows raised.
"......The only last pot of this wine is left."
Yun Ling swears that she didn't lie. She brewed a lot before coming to the Sword Sect this time, but she couldn't stand her giving it to her and not. Now Zhu Yanxiao is indeed the last pot.
"What about other things? The little girl of the Luo family brags to me that you can brew dozens of fine wines. Now you will use a pot to treat me with a man?"
"..." It is worthy of being the True Lord of the Nascent Soul who has lived for hundreds of years, and has become a spirit.
Yun Ling had no choice but to take two other pots of wine for him.
"Here I come to the Sword Sect to honor my elders and give them to my brothers and friends... If the True Lord likes it, I can wait for me to brew some new things next time..." The landlord's family had no spare time either.
It's right.
"Hmph!" The old man glared at her and snorted coldly: "It is not as generous as the young man!"
"For you, I will hide my own privacy next time I meet again, don't blame the old man for taking back the things!"
After throwing something at Yun Ling, he went straight to the air. Before leaving, he sighed with a lingering voice: "Young people are not honest these days!"
Yunling: "..."
An ancient glazed ring with a quaint support that looks like a star-tempered mitral silver, and a round glazed spiritual jade is embedded on it, and it is not special.
Perhaps seeing her doubts, the real person in charge explained: "This ring is called Yishiqiang, it is a treasure in the clan."
Yun Ling didn't know what magic weapon "one-line pull" is. He heard that the four words "treasure among the clan" must be extraordinary, and he didn't know what the person meant to throw this thing to him.
"Who is that person just now?"
"Elder Shuoyi."
Shuoyi Sword Master, Baili Shuoyi. It turns out it was him. This is a meeting ceremony?
Just as he was confused, he heard the real person in charge say again: "My name is Baili Yusheng. If you follow the seniority of the clan, the girl can call me Uncle Seventeen. The clan's original intention is to hold a banquet to recognize relatives and formally bring you
Introduced to the tribe.
But Liu Ge disagreed and went to the Western Wilderness again. In addition, all the disciples in the clan now have tasks, so he postponed the recognition of his relatives."
"Compared with other families with a prosperous population, our Baili family is not many, and we are very curious about this family...especially Elder Shuoyi, who is stubborn by nature....
It's lively, I came to see you when you were asleep. I just wanted to send you a glimpse of the story so I asked me to bring you here." Yusheng explained the whole story clearly.
"The little girl has met Uncle Seventeen."
"Okay, okay. Actually, there is no news for you for so many years, and we have never had hope. Unexpectedly, he finally found someone's long-cherished wish." It has nothing to do with the level of cultivation, the face of Yusheng Zhenren's face at this moment
It is a kindness to the younger generation and a longing for the family.
"Since it is a treasure in the clan, is it too expensive? Uncle Seventeen returned it to Elder Shuoyi for me?"
But Master Yusheng waved his hand and said, "This is Elder Shuoyi's intention, you can accept it. Besides, this thing should be the most useful thing you are now."
The most useful thing?
"I am a little talented and knowledgeable, and I have never heard of the name of a slight clue. I would like to ask Uncle Seventeen to give me advice!"
"Hold the essence and blood of a person's heart in this ring face. Except for death, no matter how far away it is, it will guide the direction of the person. Thousands of mountains and rivers are connected by a thread."
When he was a boat at a distance, he would help him in time. Elder Shuoyi looked quite unreliable just now, but the magic weapon he gave was very suitable for her.
"I would like to ask Uncle Seventeen to thank Elder Shuoyi for me."
Yusheng Zhenren smiled and said, "Next time, you can thank him in person. I see the elder's attitude. I have to come to you after the wine is finished! Okay, let's go to Changming Sword Master now."
Soon, Yusheng Zhenren took Yun Ling to Tianshu Peak with his sword.
On the way to the Deacon Pavilion, Yun Ling clearly felt the gazes of countless disciples of the Sword Sect at her.
There are curious explorations, some are meaningless, and even some are even resentful...
"Don't worry about them, follow me." Yusheng Zhenren walked straight forward and blocked countless gazes for her.
About a quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the forward of Tianshu Peak, the Deacon Pavilion of the Sword Sect.
"Please inform me, I will bring Chengqin from Xuanling Sect's Master to find my sword master." Yusheng said to the disciple of the Tongzhi on the left, with a gentle and polite attitude.
The disciple of the Tongzhi returned the ceremony and said, "Please wait for a moment, I will..."
"The Sword Master Changming and the head of the Sect are discussing important matters, and it is not convenient for us to spread the news and disturb us. Please ask the two real people to wait for a while." However, the disciple of the Sect on the right stopped him.
Not only that, his eyes at Yun Ling were a little resentful.
Is this a good thing for the King of Hell, is it difficult to deal with the little monster?
But is the disciple in the early stage of foundation building so bold?
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