Yan Ting had already experienced the speed of the Great Elder's flying in the air, but he was still shocked to experience it again.
Mo Xuanzhang said that the Great Elder's cultivation level was higher than that of Yuan Zong. It was hard for Yan Ting to imagine how powerful those above Yuan Zong were. It seemed that the Great Elder had never used his full strength, and there was no such thing in these three empires.
An existence that allows him to use all his strength.
To have such a powerful grandfather, I have to say that Mo Xuanzhang is really lucky.
"Xuanzhang, how do you feel seeing your mother and sister?" the elder asked.
"Have you known they were here for a long time?" Mo Xuanzang asked.
The great elder did not deny it.
"Then why have you not allowed me to come to Yantian Empire? Are you afraid that I will meet them?" Mo Xuanzhang asked.
The great elder shook his head: "When your father handed you over to me, he asked me not to get involved in this matter. I had a grudge because he had cut off contact with the academy and had conflicts with me. When he said this,
Naturally, I am too lazy to care about him, and besides, I have just become the Great Elder and have to go to the main hospital with the six elders for further studies, so I put this matter aside for the time being."
"Later, there was no news about your father for several years. I wanted to go to the Yantian Empire to find out what happened that year, and then I found out that your parents were intercepted by the Yantian Kingdom Lord. I wanted to bring your mother back, but all the news about her was blocked.
Blockade, I'm not sure if she is in the Ye family, and the Ye family is also hostile to Zhulu Academy because of that incident, so I don't care about it anymore and won't let you go, because I am afraid that something unexpected will happen to you."
The Great Elder sighed: "There is no danger this time. I didn't expect that the situation in the Yantian Empire would be so chaotic. Ling Xiuhan died, Ling Changyi seized power, and Cangtian Sword Pavilion became a lackey of the royal family. I really don't know when it will be possible."
Peace.”
"What happened to Ling Changfeng and the others?" Yan Ting asked, "Since you know we are here, Great Elder, you should have rescued them."
"Well, I sent them back to Zhulu last night, but Ling Changfeng suffered such a disaster. I don't know if it will affect his character. I'm just afraid that he will be blinded by hatred and go into a trap.
The point of no return." The great elder sighed sadly.
"You should have a good relationship with him. If he takes a detour, remember to give him a hand and don't let him go astray."
Mo Xuanzhang shook his head helplessly. Ling Changfeng was supposed to be a carefree prince with a noble status, but he ended up like this because of such a conspiracy. He had a family and could not return. It was really pitiful. This incident had a terrible impact on him.
It should be a huge blow, I just hope he doesn't give up on himself because of it.
Yan Ting sighed, the relationship between Mo Xuanzhang's parents was really complicated, and his head was hurting now.
"Great Elder, who told you the news?" Yan Ting suddenly asked.
Dachang chuckled softly and said: "It's Buyunya. He was eating outside the palace. He heard the drastic changes happening inside the palace. He felt that the situation was not good, so he told me the news with the Zhulu Order. It was he who told me when you were in the Ye family.
mine."
Yan Ting licked his lips. This boy is really smart. Fortunately, he did not return to the palace. It seems that being restless sometimes has its benefits.
The three of them chatted and hurried on. Time passed quietly, and Zhulu Academy appeared in sight.
"You guys go, I have something else to do." Mo Qingtian left the two of them and left directly.
After Mo Qingtian left, Yan Ting punched Mo Xuanzhang and said, "Your grandfather is the great elder. Why didn't you tell him before? No wonder you dared to question him like this."
Mo Xuanzhang gave him a look: "What's there to say? Let's go and see how Ling Changfeng is doing."
"Senior Brother Yan!"
Just as the two were talking, a figure jumped directly onto Yan Ting's back from behind. The momentary pressure made Yan Ting almost lose his balance. He leaned forward and took several steps in a row before he stopped.
.
"Come down!" Yan Ting grabbed Buyunya's hands around his neck and said as he untied them.
Buyunya was also very obedient and gave her away.
"Do you know how worried I was when I heard the news that all of them were arrested yesterday? Fortunately, they were all fine." Buyunya patted his chest and said.
"Yes, yes, thanks to you, you are really our great savior." Yan Ting said with a smile.
Hearing Yan Ting's compliment, Buyunya felt a little complacent for a moment and stood there with a silly smile.
"Hey, have you seen Ling Changfeng?"
"He went to the third elder to receive the deer-chasing order, and now he should be earning yuan stones in the Chongxiao Tower." Buyunya pointed to the black tower.
Yan Ting nodded, and it seemed that he could only wait for him to come out. Suddenly, he seemed to be twitching, his head suddenly stiffened, his eyes slowly glanced back, and his brows furrowed.
"Murderous."
Yan Ting turned around and saw Qin Feiling standing not far behind him, looking at him coldly.
"Hey, you're here." Yan Ting put on a flattering look, which made Mo Xuanzhang and Buyunya sigh.
Qin Feiling blinked, raised her beautiful eyes, and snorted coldly: "Humph, where did you go fooling around again?"
"I...what do you mean fooling around...I'm really too lazy...how to explain...oh forget it..." Yan Ting danced around, but said she was lonely.
"Are you not angry anymore?" Yan Ting changed the subject.
"What are you angry about?" Qin Feiling asked doubtfully.
Yan Ting shook her head. It seemed that she was no longer angry, so there was no need to bring it up again.
"How is Yanmeng doing?"
"You didn't collapse for more than a month when you died last time. It's only been a few days, what can happen?" Qin Feiling said in a weird manner. The first thing this bastard did when he came back was to ask her how Yan Meng was doing?
Yan Ting touched his nose and was so embarrassed that he couldn't speak for a while.
Buyunya really couldn't stand it anymore and said to Qin Feiling: "Senior Sister Feiling, actually, senior brother..."
"Shut up, you three are all working together, working together."
Mo Xuanzhang's eyes widened, he pointed at himself and said innocently: "Is it none of my business?"
Yan Ting quickly took off his hand and said while pushing him: "Hey, stop talking nonsense. If you keep cutting it, it will become chaos. Don't reason with a woman. You can't win her. What she talks is the truth. If you win, she is the reason."
, go back to sleep, it’s been a long time since I had a good night’s sleep.”
Yan Ting was in a good mood, at least he was not the only one who was scolded.
…
Ling Changfeng was half-kneeling on the ground. He was holding a long sword in his hand to prop up his body. His long hair was messy and his body was covered in wounds. The illusion in front of him was also holding a sword. He was gathering his strength and was about to chop it down at him.
Ling Changfeng raised his head and roared, then slashed the illusion's waist with his sword, cutting it in half.
"Ah ah ah - uh uh uh -" Ling Changfeng's roar gradually became smaller and finally turned into a whimpering sound. He was unable to stand up and just lay on the ground, crying in pain.
In one day, his father disappeared, his brothers betrayed him, and he became a prisoner. Hu Rong, who escaped after saving him, committed suicide. The nine tribes were faced with the desperate situation of extermination. Under the heavy blow, he had completely collapsed, and he screamed and cried in despair.
Chongxiao Tower is an independent space where no one cares about him or interferes with him. He can cry happily and without any scruples.
"Why...why...in your eyes, a throne is not as important as family ties...eldest brother...Ling Changyi——"
"Can a person really be so ruthless... He can kill his father with his own hands... He can push his own brother to a dead end... He can raise a tiger to make trouble... Just to achieve his own goal..."
"Ling Changyi...I, Ling Changfeng, swear...I will never let you sit in that seat peacefully...You are not worthy...You are not worthy...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
Ling Changfeng's face was distorted, his hair was disheveled, and his dark pupils exuded a dark and deep light. Now he seemed crazy, as if he had released the devil that had been sealed in his heart for many years. He was a devil who had resurfaced.
I don't know how long it took, but Ling Changfeng walked out of the Sky Tower and came to Yan Ting's mansion with a dozen yuan stones that he had worked hard to get.
"I want to join the Yan League!"
…
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the past three days, Yan Ting has been practicing in seclusion in the south courtyard. His own cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth-level Tianyuan, and he is only a few steps away from being able to break through to the seventh-level Tianyuan.
After Mo Xuanzhang's battle with the Four Swordsmen, he realized something and broke through Yuan Luo. There was no reason for him to fall behind. He was the leader of the Yan League. If his cultivation was the lowest, he would be laughed at.
For three whole days, as the last trace of vitality entered his body, Yan Ting finally broke through to the seventh level of Tianyuan.
Yan Ting took a long breath, stopped his exercises and adjusted his breath.
In the six months since he entered the inner courtyard, he has broken through from the fourth level of Tianyuan to the seventh level of Tianyuan. His cultivation speed is not too fast, but he has come up step by step. His cultivation is extremely stable, without a trace of moisture in it.
Looking back on the past, although it has only been half a year, it seems like a long time has passed and too many things have happened. He feels that he has grown up a lot, and half a year can make him change a lot.
"Seventh level of Tianyuan. Fortunately, I went to the Sky Tower three days ago. Otherwise, I would have died." Yan Ting whispered.
Although there is only a small difference between level 6 Tianyuan and level 7 Tianyuan, you will lose more than a little in the Sky Tower. Level 6 Tianyuan has yuan stones in the third level challenge, but this is not necessarily the case for level 7 Tianyuan.
He needs to find another way to practice. As his realm improves, Yan League members will definitely use more Yuan Stones in the future. When he reaches the seventh level of Tian Yuan, it will no longer make sense to challenge the Sky Tower.
"Death Tianze!" Yan Ting's eyes flashed.
He said that after handling these matters, he would set off to help Xie Ningyan find the divine fire, and the divine fire that seemed to be the easiest to find and the most promising to find was the Source Heart Flame that appeared in Death Tianze two hundred years ago.
"Let's go after a while." Yan Ting chuckled, and then took out Duan Ya from the space ring.
After breaking through the seventh level of Tianyuan, his arm strength has almost doubled. Since swallowing Emperor Bodhi, not only has his health and strength increased, but the new strength gained after each breakthrough is much higher than that of ordinary people. But
It is still a fantasy to want to lift Duan Ya with one hand. Now, I can barely swing it with both hands, but I can only swing it a few times, and it is very difficult.
"I haven't let you come out for some time. I really haven't had the chance recently, but I will soon let you show off your skills with me."
He was thinking that maybe he couldn't swing Duan Ya at will, partly because he didn't have enough strength, and partly because he didn't fit well enough with Duan Ya. The man in black robe had said that he must always be with Duan Ya, although now
Duan Ya regards him as his master, but whether he can fully control Duan Ya depends on himself.
He couldn't relax, otherwise it would be a waste of this unique magic weapon.
Yan Ting looked up at the sky and said with concentration: "Master, I will definitely use Duan Ya well. You can watch from the sky how I use it to create my own world."
In another part of the world, a man suddenly sneezed. He wiped his nose and said depressedly: "Who is cursing me behind my back?"