"Training through the tribulation is still out of reach. Alas, let's not talk about me, let's discuss what to do with this baby." Jin Ming's heart flashed and he quickly changed the subject.

"This is my Qingyun Mountain territory, what else can I discuss?" Qingyunzi immediately said, but his expression was a little unnatural.

"Tsk tsk, Lao Qing, it seems that your Qingyun Mountain has already been released here. Are you trying to get away with it and want to take this child for yourself?" Chi Yan's tone was frivolous, with a little teasing.

"Uh, is that right? It turns out that it's so far away from Qingyun Mountain." Qingyunzi's face turned slightly red.

"It's better to be the same rule. Everyone depends on their strength. Whoever wins will be the one who wins." Huang Liang glanced at Qing Yunzi, and saved Qing Yunzi in no trace.

"Well, that's it." Everyone nodded in agreement. Only Qingyunzi looked at Ling Yun who was lowering his head and teasing the baby seriously, with a worried face.

Ling Yun did not look up, but seemed to "see" Qingyunzi looking at him, frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Everyone, you seem to have forgotten me, I have taken this child as my adopted son."

"Dare you ask?" Jin Ming's face was not kind. If he hadn't felt that Qingyunzi had something to do with him, he would have done it long ago with his temperament.

"This is my benefactor." Qingyunzi took over the conversation.

"Mr. He hasn't even arrived in the Golden Pill Stage. How could it be your benefactor? Could it be you who scared us?" Huang Liang looked a little unhappy, and the others were even a little surprised.

"In the early years, benefactor..." Qing Yunzi was interrupted by a cold snorkeling before he finished speaking.

"Hmph!" Ling Yun's expression sternly and glared at Qing Yunzi.

"Well, he is my benefactor anyway, so there is no need to doubt it." As if he had remembered something, Qingyunzi hurriedly changed his words.

"Although you first appeared, only the treasures of heaven and earth can be lived in by people. This is a truth that everyone knows about." Jin Ming paused slightly and continued: "But because you are the benefactor of Brother Qingyun, you will have your own share in this battle. I wonder if you have any objections?"

"Well, no." Everyone nodded in agreement except Qing Yunzi, and his expression clearly did not take Ling Yun, who had not even reached the Golden Pill Stage, seriously.

"Hmph, I haven't taken action for a long time, and someone has bullied me. OK, okay, let me see it." Ling Yun snorted coldly, his expression slightly cold.

Huang Liang's face changed and he said angrily: "I'm so arrogant. I have a bad temper because I have a low cultivation level."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start." Jin Ming's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip into it.

"Okay!" the others responded at the same time.

The six people were seen retreating quickly except Ling Yun and making defensive postures, obviously worried that the others would unite to attack them. Xiong Xiong Huang Se Yuanming and others had already retreated far away, and were talking to a group of people who came to bow their heads at some point. They just paid attention to Qing Yunzi from time to time, and they didn't dare to relax at all, probably because they were afraid that they would be affected by the fight.

"Hmph, you can't even defend, you really dare to fight." Huang Liang looked at Ling Yun who was surrounded by five people and was gloating.

"Ha~" Ling Yun looked careless and continued to tease the baby, as if no one was around, as if the fight had nothing to do with him.

"Let's wait, that, let someone else hold that baby first. We may hurt him when we fight. By the way, there is also that fox." Chi Yan couldn't bear it, so he looked at the baby in the cradle and the white fox on Ling Yun's shoulder, and reminded with kindness.

"Little guy, you are kind-hearted, not as sinister as them. But there is no need, you won't have the chance to hurt them, haha." Ling Yun looked at Chi Yan, and a hint of praise was beyond words. He was full of confidence, with a psychological quality of the unchanging nature of Mount Tai collapsed before him, and looked calm and gentle.

"Since you are looking for death, we can't blame us." Jin Ming's face became even more sinister and his tone was as cold as water.

"Get up!" Jin Ming shouted loudly, and a two-foot-long short sword came out of his body and floated above his head. The short sword was very narrow, with a heavy body, but extremely sharp, especially the tip of the sword. It was called a sword, but it looked more like a thorn, extremely sharp. The tip of the sword overflowed with wisps of sword light, adding to the sharpness of the short sword. There is no doubt that this sword can penetrate gold without any difficulty.

"Jin Feng Sword Spike, Jin Ming's weapon of fame, seems he is really angry. He rarely sees him sending weapons." A person in the crowd on Huang Se muttered.

"That person is looking for death himself. He hasn't even arrived in the Golden Pill Stage. He still wants to fight with the five sect masters. What's wrong with this asking for death?" A man with a sinister face continued.

"That's right, if you don't want to live, you don't have to send it to the "gate of hell" like this." Everyone agreed.

"Oh, the Lord of the Kinmen is not a kind person. He was originally a major in "The Essence of Gold Killing and Fighting Art". He usually has a surging murderous intent, and killing people is like killing an ant. This time the person in the middle is afraid that he will be in trouble." Although a person was worried, his tone was schadenfreshing.

"Maybe, maybe that person has real skills." An old cultivator said weakly, but even he himself probably didn't believe his words.

"Hey, the alchemy stage is not in the end, and I really have great skills." The first person to speak was obviously a little angry at the question of the "authority" of his words.

"Look, the Red Flame Sword of the Lord of Chiyan Valley has also been sacrificed." When a sword with a heavy body and a red body is sacrificed from the main body of Chiyan Valley, a cultivator said.

"It's really worth the trip today. The Master of Huangliang Tower has also sent out weapons. The Xuantu Sword and the Xuantu Aura fills the sword body, thick and solid, and it's true that it's worthy of its reputation."

"Tsk tsk, the ice fairy's ice string sword is wrapped around the cold air, and the thin blade is like ice, which is really a perfect match for the ice fairy. If I could join the Ice River Palace and be favored by the Ice Fairy, how great would it be. But what should I do to get the favor of the Ice Fairy?" A young man with a handsome face was floating, let us decisively ignore him in yy.

"Why, Brother Qingyun wants to gesture with our door empty-handed." Huang Liang couldn't help but say when he saw that Qingyunzi didn't send out his weapons.

"Oh, forgot, benefactor, forgive me for being rude, come out, Qing Ling Sword." As Qing Yunzi shouted, a long sword radiated with the lush wooden spirit aura hung above Qing Yunzi's head.

"My benefactor, please, please!" Qing Yunzi shouted.

"Please!" Several other sectors all shouted.

In an instant, various energy in the air was stimulating, and it was about to begin, and the onlookers stopped talking, held their breath and watched the fight seriously.

"Haha." Ling Yun smiled indifferently, and was not in a hurry. He raised his hand and the swaddle was suspended by his body. Then he slowly pulled out the jade flute from his waist and started playing as if no one was around.

The sound of the flute begins to be quiet and beautiful, as light as the cool moonlight, as thin as blue smoke, and brushes through a pool of spring water without a trace. Then, the tune turns and begins to be lonely and distant, becoming ups and downs.

Qing Yunzi and others didn't care much at first, but after a moment, something was wrong. The spiritual energy in their bodies began to surge and become uncontrollable, and this phenomenon obviously tended to be strengthened. Seeing this, they quickly sat cross-legged, held their breath and regulated the energy in their bodies. The weapons hanging above their heads were shaking, so they were still controlled by them, let alone attacking Ling Yun.

The sound of the flute continued, and began to become like a mountain with mist, which was more and more intense and loud, with a faint sense of golden swords to conquer.

Looking at Qing Yunzi and others, their faces began to be calm and gradually became a little frightened, and sweat was oozing out of their foreheads. They all tried their best to mobilize the spiritual energy in their bodies to resist the sound of the flute, but it was like a small boat on the sea facing stormy waves from the vast ocean, one after another. The waves were surging, and they would swallow the boat at some point.

The fear on their faces became stronger and stronger. The expression of Ling Yun, who was "surrounded" in the center, changed, as if he saw the most terrifying monster.

"Quick...Full luck...Closed your ears." Chi Yan's speech began to be intermittent. When he looked at the others, his face flushed and he couldn't even say anything. It was probably because Chi Yan's kind reminder to Ling Yun at the beginning that he could make him feel a little less "care" than others and he seemed a little more relaxed.

After hearing Chi Yan's words, Jin Ming and the others suddenly realized, regretted it, and then blamed themselves secretly. They were also the leader of the sect, which was really ignorant. If the sound of the flute blocked his ears, it would be impossible to hear it. This is their true thought.

Then they quickly changed their handprints, obviously mobilizing spiritual energy to start sealing their hearing.

Lingyun smiled slightly and continued to play. The sound of the flute was louder and louder, and the clanging meaning became stronger. Gradually, the sound of the flute was rising and higher, turning upward, like a high cliff, with huge waves emptying, and the momentum was magnificent and endless.

"Ah, puff..." Jin Ming was the first to resist, and blood sprayed out, and the blood mist soaked the sky red, and his spirit was depressed. He had not hidden Ling Yun's murderous intent before, so Ling Yun naturally "takes care" for him.

Obviously, the "good plan" to seal the ear did not play the expected role.

Looking at others, they are not much better than Jin Ming, and they are on the verge of collapse at any time.

The clouds are still constantly, and the sound of the flute turns again and flows down. A faint sense of sadness spreads. Gradually, a sense of vicissitudes becomes stronger and stronger, as desolate as water, as sarcastic as ice, and sorrowful as deep as heart.

"Puff..." Huang Liang could not resist the second one, and the blood was like spray. His brassy face began to change to sallow, his eyes scattered and his drifted, and he thought it was a great loss of mind.

"Puff, puff..." Chi Yan and Bing Xin couldn't resist at the same time, and the red clothes were wet. Bing Xin's snow-white dress was also slightly red, like a flower-like infinite red. They looked at each other, then looked at Ling Yun together, sighed lightly, and their expressions were dim.

"Puff..." Qing Yunzi was not much stronger, and soon he blew his blood into the sky. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, hiding deeper.

Lingyun pressed the flute and roared at the sky, looking like crazy, sad and sad. Two blood-red rays of blood and tears at the corners of his eyes, how desolate the scene was!

After a moment, Lingyun returned and sighed:

"Oh, life is a dream, white clouds and dogs. What are the mistakes and grudges? In the end, the sun and the moon are silent, and the water passes without trace. Relatives pass by, even if blood is repaid, they will never come back. What we have lost is lost, leaving only a little regret and a little melancholy."

"Squeak..." The white fox looked at Ling Yun like this, with a deep feeling of unbearability in his eyes. The fox tail gently brushed Ling Yun's face, wiped away the two blood and tears for him, and the snow-white hair and blood stains were faintly hidden.

"Mei'er, I know, there is no need to comfort me. I'm just feeling a moment, don't worry." Ling Yun's eyes were gentle like water, and he paused slightly, and then said, "We are together now, what else can we be unhappy, haha."

"Squeak." The white fox was still worried.

"Haha, it's just a little bit of playing "Soul Destroyment". Ling Yun smiled indifferently. The white fox's expression cleared a little, looking at Ling Yun with a deep tenderness.

"Thank you for your mercy, senior. We have offended you before. I hope you are a lot and don't bother with us juniors." At this time, Huang Liang and Jin Ming took healing pills. After adjusting their breath for a while, they temporarily stabilized their injuries, bent down deeply to Lingyun, and asked for atonement.

"Forget it, forget it, you all go. This baby is my adopted son, so don't make any decisions about him." Ling Yun's tone was endless, and he waved his hand slightly, with a little impatient look.

Jin Ming and Huang Liang laughed bitterly, "What else can they do if their cultivation is not as high as others?" They can't beat them, but they are not killed, but they are kind. Do they dare to blame them for their contempt? Shaking their heads, they hugged each other and dispersed.

"My benefactor, I won't disturb you father and son from getting together and taking your family." Qing Yunzi bowed slightly and left with Huang Se and the others.

"Child, let's go too, Mei'er, go." After everyone left, Ling Yun teased the child, looked at the fox charm on his shoulders, sang out a long flute, and floated away.

The "Heaven and Earth Divine Object Incident" of Qingyun Mountain finally came to an end, and a bustle dissipated with the crowd.
Chapter completed!