That's it, about a week later.

Suddenly, the monk Wang Feng's little monk Jueyuan came to find Ling Yi.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Jueyuan!"

Ling Yi looked at Monk Jueyuan with a smile.

As soon as the little monk Jueyuan entered Ling Yi's room, his nose couldn't help but twitch.

The little monk Jueyuan is the person who stepped into the inner door with Ling Yi from the outer door of Cangwang Daoyuan together in the past.

Ling Yi smiled slightly.

In the past, this little monk Jueyuan got drunk because he drank Ling Yi's drunken wine, which made Hua Wenjie misunderstand that Ling Yi was a disciple of the monk who was not angry.

The monk was not angry at that time, but actually didn't know Ling Yi at all.

Hua Wenjie fought hard, which made the unfunny monk almost go wild!

Now I came to look for Ling Yi, but I didn't say anything, but I directly smelled the smell of the drunken and dream-death wine.

The little monk Jueyuan saw a mysterious old man drinking the drunken and dream-death wine he had always dreamed of.

The old man of Jiuming squinted his eyes and slowly poured out a little wine into a small cup of wine.

Then, the old man Jiuming picked up the small cup and took a sip.

"Ah! It's delicious! Master, your wine is really good!"

The old man Jiuming said happily.

The little monk Jueyuan walked over and picked up a jar of wine in front of the old man Jiuming without hesitation.

"Broken bones!"

The little monk Jueyuan drank it all in one go, and then burped!

"What are you doing, little monk?"

The old man Jiuming stared wide and was furious for a moment. He almost couldn't help but slap the little monk Jueyuan to death on the spot.

"What are you yelling? You are so old, you still want to be my senior brother as your teacher!

Speaking of which, you want to call me Uncle Master! What's wrong with Uncle Master drinking you some wine?"

The little monk Jueyuan burped and said with a drunken smell.

The old man Jiuming was so angry that his beard kept fluttering, and a sword intent condensed in his fingers.

If it weren't for Ling Yi's sake, he would kill this little monk Jueyuan directly.

When the little monk Jueyuan looked at the old man Jiuming, there was no fluctuation of true energy on his body.

I thought I was an ordinary person.

He is very old and half of it is about to be buried.

He also came to learn martial arts from Ling Yi.

In fact, the little monk Jueyuan didn’t know at all.

The martial arts cultivation of this old man Nine Life is even higher than that of Princess Cang.

He has reached the realm of returning to the natural state of martial arts, how could the young monk Jueyuan see through it?

The little monk Jueyuan thought to himself:

Senior Brother Ling Yi, he is really kind-hearted!

At this age, I still have to follow martial arts. I think my future achievements will definitely not be too high.

Thinking of this, the little monk Jueyuan stretched out his hand.

The old man Jiuming widened his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, and he said to himself:

What this guy is going to do? Don’t touch him, I will really kill you if you touch him!

Sure enough, the little monk Jueyuan stretched out his hand, touched the head of the old man Jiuming, and said:

"What are you staring at? Don't be angry! Don't worry! Uncle Master won't drink your wine in vain!

In the future, if anyone bullies you in Cangwang Daoyuan, I will help you stand up! Sad peace of mind!

As your master’s disciples, we should be more domineering and arrogant like your master.

A few days ago, did you know? Your master hammered all the geniuses in the five realms alone..."

The old man Jiuming was touched by the little monk Jueyuan and clenched his fists!

He swore that if it weren't for Ling Yi's Xuanyuan sword-controlling skills, he would have killed this rash little monk.

Ling Yi was a little surprised!

Obviously, this little monk Jueyuan was a little drunk, so he lost his composure!

It seems that this little monk Jueyuan has not had a good wine.

Mausou laughed so hard that he fell back and forth.

If the little monk Jueyuan knew that the old man who was smiling and touching the dog's head at this moment was a master of the True Lord, I wonder what he would think.

Ling Yi coughed and said:

"Junior brother, what are you asking me for?"

Ling Yi really couldn't stand it. The little monk Jueyuan himself was on the verge of committing death and was tempted wildly.

Then, he gave the old man Jiuming a look.

This look was to let the old man Jiuming not be impulsive, and it was considered to have spared the life of this indifferent boy.

Second, let the old man Jiuming feel at ease and give him another jar of drunken and dream-death wine.

The old man Jiuming had no choice but to close his eyes!

I have lived for more than a hundred years and have never suffered such humiliation!

If it weren't for Ling Yi and Xuanyuan's sword-controlling technique, I would definitely have to kill the entire monk Wang Feng!

"Himmer...it's like this, someone is looking for you!"

The little monk Jueyuan hiccupped and spoke.

"who!"

"Murong Jing!"

"What? No see!"

Ling Yi said directly.

Just kidding, this poisonous woman hurt herself repeatedly before, and she didn't want to see her at all.

"She said, she will tell you a big secret about Ling Tian!"

The little monk Jueyuan seemed to have expected Ling Yi to say this long ago, and then added another sentence.

"Where is she?"

Hearing Ling Tian, ​​Ling Yi frowned slightly and said slowly.

“Outside!”

The little monk Jueyuan replied.

Ling Yi took the old man Jiuming to the outside of the Zen room and saw Murong Jing.

Murong Jing was about to say hello.

"What's the secret of Ling Tian?"

Ling Yi spoke directly.

"Ling Tian, ​​he is not dead!"

Murong Jing smiled bitterly and said.

What?!

Ling Yi felt a roar in his brain!

Ling Tian, ​​isn't dead?

"Impossible! Ling Tian cannot be dead!"

Ling Yi shook his head and showed a vigilant look.

Ling Tian was smashed by him and his heart palace. How could he not die?

This is completely shattered!

Ling Yi was afraid that Ling Tian would not die, so he used his sword energy to strangle Ling Tian's meridians!

Murong Jing knew that Ling Yi didn't believe it, and then the true energy surged, and Wuming Tiangang appeared.
To be continued...