The night is fading, and a gentle breeze blows from the mountains and forests, making it cool and refreshing.
Ye Ling stood on the crown of a big tree, looking at Wang Zijin directly in front of him with sharp eyes.
He had never thought that Prince Jin would be so haunted that he would not let go even though he was as far away as the Moon Pavilion.
Prince Jin had a knife hidden in his smile and was confident that he would kill Ye Ling this time to avenge his previous shame.
Thinking of this, Wang Zijin gave a light drink, and the Xuanjin Avenue ran wildly. The magic sword above his head, which was more than ten feet in size, had a sharp blade and slashed down head on.
Ye Ling took one step forward, and the Heaven-Destroying Sword Technique burst out with all its strength, and streams of sword energy appeared in the void, condensing sword marks.
The two collided, causing the air waves to surge and the trees toppled.
Ye Ling flew backwards, holding back the energy and blood flowing backwards, and hurriedly stabilized his steps.
However, Wang Zijin did not give Ye Ling a chance to breathe, and immediately stepped forward. The Xuanhuang Dao Qi in his palms transformed into a dozen weapons and flew forward: "I want you to taste the taste of Lingchi today!"
Just at this moment, a gust of fragrant wind passed by, and a ghostly figure came next to Ye Ling. Without any explanation, he picked up Ye Ling and left.
This body technique was extremely fast, and he took Ye Ling away with him in a few flashes, disappearing without a trace.
Wang Zijin immediately became furious. As he looked around, he shouted loudly: "Which bastard is trying to ruin my good deeds!"
"enough!"
Meng Peiran and Lan Gongyue approached side by side. Meng Peiran said: "Traveler among the flowers! Could it be that libertine Wei Xunhuan? I didn't expect Ye Ling to be involved with such lewd thieves."
Wang Zijin looked unwilling: "It can be accomplished immediately. It's really annoying and irritating!"
"Brother Wang, don't be impatient," Meng Peiran said with a smile: "His life will be taken sooner or later, don't rush now. The movement just now may alarm the people in the Moon Pavilion, so it's better to retreat quickly!"
After saying this, the three of them immediately stepped into the void and moved away...
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In mid-air, Ye Ling was being pulled by someone. He felt that his speed had broken the sound barrier, and he couldn't see the scene on both sides clearly.
Not long after, I came to a mountainside and entered a cave to rest.
Ye Ling looked at it with his eyes and saw that it was the libertine Wei Xunhuan.
Wei Xunhuan shook his fan and threw a bottle of elixir to Ye Ling: "Treat the wounds first."
Ye Ling took it, but was not in a hurry to take it. Instead, he asked: "I am not a woman, and I have never met you. Why should I rescue you?"
Wei Xunhuan said with a smile: "My master saves you, of course I have my own reasons. I need to heal your injuries first. Otherwise, I will kill you now!"
Ye Ling frowned and said in a deep voice: "If you don't know why, you must not do anything. So what if you kill me?"
"You..." Wei Xunhuan had no choice but to say: "Otherwise, I hate you dirty men the most, not as much as women! I tell you, I saved you to use you! I want to go to Mingyue Palace!
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"Mingyue Palace!" Ye Ling thought to himself: "Mingyue Palace is the residence of Xuexian, the master of the Moon Pavilion. Could it be that this thief has taken a liking to Xuexian?"
"Yes, yes," Wei Xunhuan saw Ye Ling's expression change slightly, and immediately nodded: "That's what you think. I have seen it. You are the only man who entered the Mingyue Palace, so I have to save you."
Come! I want to see what kind of person can enter the Mingyue Palace!"
Hearing this, Ye Ling suddenly felt relieved. He silently put away the elixir given by Wei Xunhuan and continued to use his exercises to regulate his own Qi.
The only technique Ye Ling practiced was the nameless technique given by the man in white in the Consciousness Sea. Although this method was different from other cultivation techniques Ye Ling had seen in the Taixu Peak Scripture Collection Pavilion, it was very consistent with Ye Ling's.
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Ye Ling estimated that this technique was compatible with sword cultivation, so he continued to practice with it.
When it comes to cultivation, you must first choose a skill as a foundation. You can then choose after breaking through to the Huiling Realm. For example, when Wu Qing was in the Xiantian Realm, he practiced the "Qingxuan Sutra" given by Baili Hanran, the sixth prince of the Daqian Dynasty. .
After he broke through to the Huiling Realm, Chen Yan passed on to him a "Fire Wheel Sutra", which was the method that Chen Yan had been practicing. It belonged to the fire element and was of high quality.
Although the nameless technique given by the man in white was used to build the foundation for Ye Ling, it has been continued to be practiced since Ye Ling's Taoism is consistent with it.
In terms of Kung Fu training, a monk will probably only practice two, or even one, in his lifetime.
Ye Ling was healing his injuries, and Wei Xunhuan didn't bother him. Instead, he sat cross-legged and used his Tao power to suppress the fire in his body.
He originally wanted to find the female disciple of the Yue Pavilion to ascend to the bliss of heaven, but unexpectedly he was interrupted midway and had nowhere to vent, so he had to use Taoist power to slowly transform it.
About two hours later, Ye Ling woke up leisurely and saw that Wei Xunhuan was already sizing him up.
Their eyes met, Wei Xunhuan couldn't help but shake his head: "You have a low cultivation level, average appearance, shabby clothes, and probably a lowly background. I really don't know what Xuexian likes about you."
Ye Ling was speechless after hearing this, but Wei Xunhuan pricked his nerves. If Xuexian was replaced by Lu Li, what answer would he give?
Wei Xunhuan waved his fan and said to Ye Ling: "The injury is healed, it's time for us to talk!"
Ye Ling stood up and looked at Wei Xunhuan with a cold expression on his face: "What's the matter?"
"You can go to Mingyue Palace," Wei Xunhuan said with a smile: "Xue Xian did not hesitate to offend the Holy Spirit Cult to save you. Although I don't know the reason, it shows that you are very valuable!"
"so what?"
"So..." Wei Xunhuan took a step forward and said, "Take me to the Mingyue Palace!"
Ye Ling took a step back: "If you want to enter the Mingyue Palace, there are many female disciples from the Moon Pavilion. Why are you looking for me?"
"Because you are outside the pavilion!"
Wei Xunhuan already knew about the previous incident. Although the Zhanyue Pavilion had not activated the sect-protecting formation, every move in the pavilion was still under the supervision of the pavilion master.
With his level of cultivation, it is not difficult to kidnap a few female disciples, but this may alarm Xuexian and make it difficult to succeed.
Therefore, Wei Xunhuan approached Ye Ling and said, "Take me in and I will spare your life!"
"How have I ever cherished my life?" Ye Ling said coldly: "There is no need to help you, a perverted thief!"
Wei Xunhuan was not in a hurry and continued: "I remember that night, I saw a man and a woman acting in the room. The man's name seems to be Xu Yang. Is he on good terms with you?"
Ye Ling was startled when he heard this, and then he remembered that when he came to the courtyard that night, there was someone peeking under the window, and then left. So, that person was Wei Xunhuan!
Wei Xunhuan continued: "Xu Yang's wife is now pregnant with Liujia. If she knew the news..."
Needless to say, Ye Ling naturally understood Wei Xunhuan's intentions. But he still refused to compromise: "Do you think anyone will believe what you say, a pervert like you?"
"I don't need to be believed," Wei Xunhuan smiled cruelly: "I can take her with me to verify the truth! In this way, the child in her belly..."
Ye Ling felt heavy after hearing this, but Xiandie had a pure heart, and all she could think about was Xu Yang. If this matter were to be known to her, it would be difficult for her and her child to be safe.
It was precisely because of this that Ye Ling suppressed the anger in his heart and did not delve into the matter. He just gave Xu Yang a few words.
Wei Xunhuan saw Ye Ling wavering, so he leaned into his ear and said, "Not only that, I seem to know where the man named Lu Li is being held!"
"Land from!"
Ye Ling's body trembled slightly, and he nodded slightly amidst Wei Xunhuan's laughter...
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In the Yueyue Pavilion, calm has been restored.
Although the waves caused by Wei Xunhuan and the others caused a lot of discussion among the disciples of the three sects, it was immediately covered up by another topic.
Xu Mi, the leader of the Star Hall of the Holy Spirit Church, and Si Litongzi, the leader of the church, came to the Yue Pavilion to arrange the marriage between the Yue Pavilion and the Ye family.
Although the Holy Spirit Cult has been around the world for many years, the monks still don't know much about it. They only know that the Holy Spirit Cult is run by the leader and has four churches, sun, moon, stars, and stars.
Sun Hall is in charge of the male congregation; Moon Hall is in charge of the female congregation; Hoshi Hall is in charge of etiquette, and Chen Hall is in charge of killing.
Xu Mi, the master of Xingtang Hall, is extremely beautiful, but has profound cultivation skills, and I don’t know why she came here this time.
On the mountain road, Ye Ling walked up to the main peak with a sullen face. After a while, he saw a white-haired old man sitting in the middle of the road, it was Chen Qingge.
Chen Qingge flicked his fly whisk and said, "What kind of mountain are you going to climb if you don't sleep at night?"
Ye Ling's expression was slightly strange, and he cupped his hands and said: "Master Duo Mengxue saved me earlier, and I'm here to thank you!"
"Oh," Chen Qingge raised his eyebrows and said, "It's not a big deal. The master of the pavilion has a loving heart and saved thousands of lives. There is no need to thank them all. It's getting late, little friend, please go back!"
"This..." Ye Ling seemed to have sadness on his brows, but he still turned around slowly and started to go down the mountain.
But after walking a few steps, Chen Qingge suddenly said: "Little friend, stay!"
As soon as Ye Ling turned around after hearing this, his wrist was held by Chen Qingge, and then a breeze blew across his face, and he arrived in front of the Mingyue Palace in almost the blink of an eye.
Chen Qingge let go of Ye Ling and said, "Go in, the Pavilion Master is waiting for you!"
Ye Ling nodded, feeling a little uneasy, and stepped forward to open the palace door.
But the sight in front of him made Ye Ling feel suspicious. When he came to the palace before, he saw exactly what a woman's boudoir looked like, with green curtains and makeup mirrors.
But at this moment, everything from before was gone, only the dark and empty hall, and Xuexian standing with her back to the door.
Ye Ling bowed his hands and said, "Ye Ling pays homage to the Pavilion Master. Thank you very much for your life-saving grace!"
"Are you leaving the Moon Pavilion?" Xuexian asked without looking back.
Ye Ling nodded, his eyes a little dim: "I'm afraid I have nothing to do here anymore, so it's better to leave."
"But the next day, the story was changed." Xuexian turned around with a cold look on her face: "How can you be a man if you are capricious?"
Ye Ling was originally arrogant, but after a few days of encounters, he had already seen the scenery outside the mountains and the sky outside the building.
He is still too weak. He is no different from an ant in front of a group of masters and powerful people. He cannot influence anything at all. In the end, it only adds to the pain and harms others and himself.
Xue Xianyu waved her hand, and the door of the main hall opened from the inside, saying: "Go to Elder Chen, he will send you away safely!"
Ye Ling hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
The door of the main hall was closed again. Xuexian's eyes fell on the door of the hall, and she opened her mouth slightly, feeling cold: "Since you are here, why don't you show up to see me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared. Wei Xunhuan waved his fan, pretending to be calm, but his back was soaked with sweat: "I am still too young to be in the indestructible realm!"
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When Ye Ling left the hall, Chen Qingge came to him, grabbed his wrist and said: "Don't be afraid, little friend, I will send you away right now!"
Before Ye Ling could say anything, a gust of breeze blew up under his feet, and the two figures broke twice the sound barrier at extremely fast speeds.
Chen Qingge's movement skills were several times faster than Wei Xunhuan's. Ye Ling felt in his heart that he would never be able to reach such a state.
Not long after, the two of them landed and stopped, but they were still on the top of a high mountain, with a large hall in front of them.
A gentle force from Chen Qing's singer pushed out, causing the two doors of the hall to slowly open: "Go in!"
Ye Ling was sent into the palace by Chen Qingge, and he saw a figure inside slowly raising his head.