The Xuan Jinggen hand, even if it is just a bamboo branch, contains a kind of soul fluctuation.

The whole bamboo strip is like a living thing.

The spirit snake dances, and the sword intent roars.

The feeling that Ling Yi was not a branch at all, but a peerless swordsman.

"boom!"

The soul sword of divine consciousness was shattered.

The Sword of Chunyang and the Sword of Zhanlu were beaten so hard that they let out a wailing sound.

Hiding in Xuanyuan Sword Pavilion, he never dared to come out again.

"puff!"

Ling Yi spit out a mouthful of blood.

He flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"No!"

Ling Yi's eyes were filled with anger, and he was extremely unwilling to give in.

But helpless, the gap between the two is too big.

"Bang!"

The door of the bamboo house was closed tightly, and there was no more chance.

"Ling Yi, are you okay?"

Tu Tu wiped the blood from the corner of Ling Yi's mouth with some distress.

"fine!"

Ling Yi shook his head.

The attack of Xuan Jinggen just now, although he was fierce and domineering, caused considerable damage to his qi and blood.

However, for Ling Yi, this injury is nothing.

On the contrary, there seems to be a sword intent in the bamboo branches.

This made Ling Yi seem to have a new understanding of Jiandao.

Ling Yi gradually calmed down.

Xuan Jinggen is teaching himself.

Ling Yi stood up, bowed to the bamboo house, and said in a deep voice:

"Master, how can I tell me the whereabouts of my mother?"

This sentence of Master is not only surprised by the slaughter, but also by Xuan Jinggen in the bamboo house.

"When you can fight against the Lord of Earth one day, I will tell you everything I know.

Your mother's enemy is so scary!

Even I dare not say that I can help her!

Now, even if I tell you, it’s just a vain of mirage and water!”

The sound of Xuan Jinggen slowly came from the bamboo house.

Fight against the Venerable of the Earth?

Ling Yi's eyes showed bitterness.

The Nine Transformation True Lord, the Half-Step Venerable Nine Changes!

There are still eighteen small realms!

Even with Ling Yi's ability, he must reach the top three changes of the Half-Step Venerable in order to fight against the Half-Step Venerable.

This road is really hard to walk.

"Please help me, my martial arts to reach the top! Become an existence comparable to a venerable!"

Ling Yi said sincerely again.

"In the path of martial arts, outsiders' teaching is always external things.

You have followed my path of practice and have not really begun.

I heard that you still have a fight on the Taiqing Daozi radar!

The ten-day appointment is now eight or nine days left.

This is a test of your own choice, and you will be able to successfully pass this level.

Let’s start my practice in Jianzun Taoist Court again!”

The sound of Xuan Jinggen slowly came.

Ling Yi looked swaying.

For him, it was not a day to find his mother.

Over the years, he has been searching for his mother's whereabouts.

Now, this clue has pointed to Xuan Jing Gen.

Ling Yi believes that as time goes by, Xuan Jinggen will definitely tell him.

The Xuan Jing is located in the Feng Ling Realm and has the opportunity to kill himself.

Using this mysterious powerful method, he can kill himself invisibly by moving his fingers.

Now, I will definitely not harm myself by leading myself step by step to the Jianzun Taoist Academy in the Ten Directions Holy Academy.

After all, there is no possibility of calculation between ants and elephants.

Therefore, Ling Yi was sure that Xuan Jinggen had no malice towards him, and everything was because his mother's enemy was too strong.

Even with the power of Xuan Jing, it is hard to match.

He is to protect himself!

Although mysterious power like Xuan Jinggen is terrible.

But it is limited to the peak of Zhongzhou martial arts.

In Ling Yi's view, he already belongs to the powerful existence among the Venerable of the Earth.

The so-called "one sword, two paths, five masters" are just this level.

Ling Yi wanted to worship Xuan Jinggen as his teacher and learn magical martial arts.

It requires some hardship.

The Radar Battle is a trial stone that Xuan Jinggen regarded as a trial stone for Ling Yi.

And the most urgent task now is to kill the radar and prove yourself.

Ling Yi's expression was extremely firm.

"Okay! When I raise the radar head, I will ask my master for advice!"

Ling Yi spoke.

At this moment, in Ling Yi's heart, he had officially regarded Xuan Jinggen as his master.

In the past, Xuan Jinggen wanted to accept Ling Yi as his disciple.

Ling Yi refused to obey.

Now, for the sake of his mother, Ling Yi has made up his mind to worship Xuan Jinggen as his teacher.

The rotation of fate is really sad.

"By the way, Master, why did you suddenly appear in the Feng Ling Realm?

You still want to accept me as your disciple? Your disciple can’t figure it out!"

Ling Yi was silent for a while, but Xuan Jinggen did not say anything, but raised another question.

"Do you still remember Xuan Guming?"

The sound of Xuan Jinggen sounded slowly.

"Of course I remember! If I hadn't had Senior Xuan Guming, I would have died in the Brahma Realm long ago!

In the past, Daotianyi forced to come to my northern desert to attack me!

It was also Senior Xuan Guming who helped me, so I escaped the disaster!”

Ling Yi nodded and recalled the rough and domineering figure in his mind.

"He is my ninth brother!"

Xuan Jinggen spoke.
To be continued...