In the Wentian Sect, there is a scene of fairy lights, clouds are floating, mountain springs are splashing, and white cranes are in the sky.
As Ye Ling traveled between the nine peaks, he had some other insights in his heart. Although the secular world and the sect may seem like strangers, they are actually the same in nature. When he returned this time, he suddenly had an insight that he couldn't explain.
Ye Linglai was in Taixu Garden, but after more than a month, he returned, but his heart was still very touched.
Standing in front of the wooden house, I saw leaves and dust all over the ground. It seemed that no one had cleaned it for a long time. Usually, Bai Wuyu took care of this.
At this moment, Ye Ling felt alarmed, fearing that something might happen, so he hurriedly opened the door to Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu's room.
The room was empty, and there was no one there. After looking around, he saw only a letter on the table.
Ye Ling stretched out his hand and the letter flew into his hand. He tore it open and read silently:
"Ye Ling, you humiliated me in front of everyone in Lingshi Mansion, and hurt my disciples from Chihuo Peak behind you. You have no rules and regulations. This hatred is irreconcilable! Your two junior brothers have been caught by me. If you don't want to
Their paths were ruined and their bodies were dead, so they took the elixir and fairy treasure from the Herb Garden in exchange for their lives. If you inform the sect peak master and elder, I will immediately send their souls back to Jiuquan!
You can rest assured that I will not hurt their lives for the time being, let alone cause them to suffer. But after February, when you return to the sect and see this letter, you will not bring the treasure to save them, so you will give them to them.
Collect the bodies! You don’t need to look for them before the time is up. I won’t let you know where they are. I’ll just leave a letter and wait for you to arrive! Huo Yun.”
Ye Ling's face was ashen, and the green rock wooden sword behind his back kept trembling, and the sword sharpness around him couldn't help but spread out in all directions, chopping the letter in his hand into powder.
Ye Ling turned around and returned to his house. The blue rock wooden sword was inserted into the blue stone at the door. The wooden sword penetrated half of the way and the cut was smooth.
There are still two months left before the deadline set by Huo Yun. Ye Ling will sit in the death gate and improve his cultivation level. On the deadline, he will kill all the younger ones.
Lying cross-legged on the bed, Ye Ling took out a high-grade spiritual stone from the jasper finger. It was full of spiritual energy, far beyond the comparison of low-grade spiritual stones.
Ye Ling held the spiritual stone in his hand, and a surging spiritual energy burst out from the stone, along the meridians, and rushed towards the golden pass.
Ye Ling's face was gloomy, and his heart was extremely anxious. He needed to become stronger, strong enough to protect his loved ones, so that no one would dare to provoke him at will.
"Third brother, Xiaobai, wait for me, I will definitely rescue you!"
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Thousands of miles away from the Wentian Sect, there is a beautiful hill with a waterfall hanging over the cliff and surging water. There is a small pavilion on the mountain with a quiet environment. Two monks are sitting opposite each other, with fragrant tea beside them.
The person on the left is wearing a scarlet robe, his face is like purple jade, and he is very angry; the person on the right is wearing a snow-colored robe, his hair is in a bun, and he is holding a fly whisk, and he has a handsome appearance.
These two people are not disciples of his sect, but they are Huoyun of Red Fire Peak and Meng Peiran of Yuanshui Peak.
Huo Yun looked grim and said: "There is news from Taixu Garden that Ye Ling has returned to Taixu Garden. He should have read the letter he left. It's not that he hasn't gone down the mountain and doesn't know where he is going."
Meng Peiran took a sip of fragrant tea, slowly sipping the taste, but shook his head and smiled bitterly: "This tea is far from the Qingxin Clover in Taixu Garden. The last time I drank it, I felt refreshed and had endless aftertaste.
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"Have you ever heard what I said?" Huo Yun was displeased: "This matter originated from you. Now Ye Ling is huddled in the garden and no action has been taken. What should we do?"
Meng Peiran put down his tea cup and laughed softly: "Brother Huo, as you practice the Great Way of Fierce Fire, you should cultivate your moral character and be calm in situations, otherwise you will suffer from this in the future!"
"The message left behind said that Ye Ling should come back to redeem the person in two months. Naturally, he will not come at this time. You and I can just wait with peace of mind. In two months, even if he has extraordinary means, it will be difficult for him to break this situation. By then
You have a hostage in hand and your cultivation is close to you, so why worry about a little Ye Ling?"
Hearing this, Huo Yuan turned his worry into a smile and said: "After the matter is completed, the Taixu Garden Immortal Treasures will be divided into four or six accounts between you and me, how about it?"
"I am not a person who is greedy for foreign things," Meng Peiran stood up and said, "I just saw that Ye Ling showed his sharpness and did not know how high the sky was, so I gave Brother Huo a helping hand, which can be considered as a warning to other disciples of the sect."
After saying this, Meng Peiran stepped out of the small pavilion, with clouds forming under his feet and floating in the sky.
"Where are you going again?"
"Pindao wants to go to Senior Brother Lonely Chen," Meng Peiran waved his duster and said with a smile, "I still have a game of chess with him to finish, and I will definitely not let him go in the past two months!"
Huo Yun watched him leave with a smile on his face.
There is a cave behind the waterfall, with a torch inserted in the cave to illuminate the light. Two Chihuo Peak disciples sat cross-legged at the entrance of the cave, facing the waterfall curtain water, silently.
Inside, Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu were tied up with five flowers and imprisoned here. They had yellow paper Taoist talismans affixed to their bodies, which sealed their cultivation and prevented them from using their spiritual power, making it difficult to escape.
After Ye Ling came down from the mountain, Meng Peiran came to Taixu Garden several times to chat with Wu Qing and Wu Qing, gave them some elixirs and spiritual stones, and took great care of them. The two were no longer on guard and thought that Meng Peiran was sincere in their friendship.
Seeing that the time was ripe, Meng Peiran invited the two of them to visit Yuanshuifeng and his cave. Naturally, the two of them had no doubts and went happily.
Meng Peiran excused himself to go back and prepare, so he left first.
Unexpectedly, Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu were captured by Huo Yun as soon as they left Taixu Garden, and before they had gone far, they were imprisoned here with the intention of luring Ye Ling to come.
Bai Wuyu sighed secretly: "We still neglect to take precautions day and night. Even if we are at odds with this Red Fire Peak, if master and senior brother are not here, who can save us?"
Wu Qingdao: "If they don't kill us, they obviously have an agenda. In my opinion, when my second brother comes back, he will definitely come to save us, so you don't have to worry."
Wu Qing has full confidence in Ye Ling, and even though she is in the palm of their hands, she can still remain calm in the face of danger.
Bai Wuyu sighed. He was not as optimistic as Wu Qing. After all, he was captured and his life was not under his control. It was rare for him to be cheerful.
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The scene of a month, in the sect's fairyland, fleeting.
The leaves in Taixu Garden are falling and no one is taking care of them. At the door of the wooden house, the green rock wooden sword has gathered dust and has not been moved for a long time.
Ye Ling first went to the mission hall to hand over the spirit stone and canceled the sect mission he accepted. After that, he didn't leave the house for a month. He practiced hard every day and broke through more than a dozen passes. He made rapid progress.
However, the key to the journey of the great road is to understand and follow nature. Ye Ling was angry and kept going twice as hard. In the end, he took a detour and made a mistake.
After successfully breaking through the thirty-sixth pass, Ye Ling's body did not feel refreshed. Instead, his spiritual energy surged and his whole body trembled. A demonic barrier grew in his heart, gradually making Ye Ling confused and his blood flowing backward.
"Obsessed!"
Ye Ling's remaining consciousness suddenly noticed it, but unfortunately it was too late at this moment.
But when he saw Ye Ling's eyes were blood red, the sharp edge of his sword was scattered in all directions, and the wooden house was chopped into pieces in an instant.
The bluestone wooden sword in front of the door was pulled and trembled continuously. Suddenly it escaped from the bluestone and flew into Ye Ling's hand.
Ye Ling screamed, blood gushing out of his mouth. The energy and blood in his body were turbulent and chaotic. If he continued, he would inevitably gushing out energy and blood, and his meridians would be severed and die.
"ah--"
Ye Ling raised his head to the sky and roared, the sharp edge of the sword raged across the sky, all the wooden houses on both sides were destroyed, and more than a dozen purple bamboos were cut in half, leaving a mess.
At this moment, a figure swooped in from the void, and the surrounding swordsmanship slashed down, but was crushed by the invisible power.
The man came to Ye Ling without any effort, stretched out his hand and pointed between Ye Ling's eyebrows, pouring the supreme power into Ye Ling's sea of consciousness to suppress all evils.
After a while, Ye Ling's sharp edges subsided, the energy and blood in his body gradually calmed down, and he finally suppressed the rampage of spiritual power.
The man laid Ye Ling down in the Taixu Garden and said to himself: "If you make some mistakes, how can I explain to Master Chen. Fortunately, you have caught up this time, and you have to rely on yourself for the rest."
"You came faster than me!" I don't know when Chen Yan stood not far away, with his hands behind his back, still looking like an old man in the world, with an unattractive appearance.
The man was dressed in white clothes, turned around and held his hands in his hands, saying, "Young man Gu, I've seen Uncle Chen!" The person who came was none other than Gu Ningyuan, the head of the Wentian Sect.
Chen Yan waved his hand and said: "You save my apprentice's life, and I owe you a favor."
"I don't dare," Gu Ningyuan said with a smile: "Since Uncle Chen is not in seclusion, why do you stand by and watch such a big thing happen?"
Chen Yan did not answer but asked instead: "As the sect leader, since you know that the sect disciples are fighting among themselves, why do you turn a blind eye?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, understanding each other tacitly.
The two of them were able to achieve their current level of cultivation because they had to survive through mountains of corpses and seas of blood and hardships. If it were a fight within the sect, it would be difficult for them to withstand it, let alone compete with the heroes of the world, Dao Dao.
Gu Ningyuan said: "Since he is safe and sound, I will take my leave." After saying that, he stood up and left.
Chen Yan did not take any action and went back to the back mountain. He was in seclusion that year and the date was not yet expired. He just felt Ye Ling's crisis and forced himself to break through the seclusion.
Gu Ning was far away, and Chen Yan was holding on to his injuries, talking and laughing freely. Little did he know that the green grass on the ground was dripping with blood, which was extremely bright red.