Three days have passed, and the Falling Immortal Sect has returned to its previous calm in the past three days, although some monks have mentioned Yang Ling, but they have all accepted this fact, Yang Ling did not appear in the dojo, and the monks in the dojo did not care.

With being beaten again and again, Yang Ling's physical body is a lot stronger, if Yang Ling fights with other monks at this speed, he will definitely not be so cruel to himself, but who is Yuan Hu, it is strange that he will cherish his body, every time he fights, he doesn't even give time to rest, Yang Ling just doesn't want to, and he can't help it.

On this day, Yuan Hu showed mercy and let him rest for two hours, Yuan Hu probably didn't want him to have a shadow in his heart to do this, the kind of destruction in the forbidden forest before was not at the same level as this beating.

At this time, it is spring, the green apricots in the mountains have just hung on the branches, and there is a kind of wild fruit similar to green plum, Yang Ling usually drinks the wine is fragrant, seeing these green fruits in the mountain, he gave birth to the plan of making a pot of sour wine, is shuttling in the mountains, using his divine sense to select the best green fruits to pick.

He collected the green fruits in the Demon Suppression Ding, and picked a lot of them in a short time, if these fruits were poured out, they would be piled at least three meters high, although it was only a pot of brewing, but the pot in his eyes was not as big as a teapot for boiling water, and the pot was as big as the material.

This kind of fruit similar to green plums has no aura, so even if it is all over the mountain, no one picks it, he picked one up and threw it in his mouth and bit it gently, so sour that he frowned, and quickly spit it out.

"It doesn't seem to taste good if it's too sour, so you have to find some other fruits, preferably spirit fruits. After tasting the sourness of the fruit, he realized that it was not good for the wine to be too sour, so he went over the mountains and mountains again to find wild fruits, forgetting all about the time.

After searching for it for a short time, his divine sense discovered that there was a red spirit fruit hanging on the stone like a grape, but it was so far away that his divine sense could not control it, so he could only pick it manually.

He jumped up, clinging to a smooth stone, and then took a few steps to the side of the spirit fruit, and was about to reach out to pick it, when a huge stone fell, he hurriedly dodged, and the stone pressed the string of spirit fruits he saw into jam.

"Who spoiled me? At this time, Yang Ling's divine sense found that someone on the top of the cliff was looking down, and he had a begging expression, but he didn't know this person, and he came to the top of the cliff after a few climbs, looking at each other.

"This brother, I have no grievances with you, why are you throwing stones on me?" said Yang Ling with a sad face and a pitiful look.

"You are the half-gourd monk that the disciples are talking about, I just returned to the sect when someone mentioned you to me. Seeing Yang Ling's cowardly look, the monk asked with a look of arrogance.

"Half-gourd monk?" Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, although he had indeed only lit up half a gourd before, he couldn't give him a nickname for this matter, this was obviously humiliating.

"My name is Xue Ta, I've been looking for you all day, I want to understand and understand, what kind of monk can be favored by the sect master, and hook up with the second miss, don't talk nonsense, let's take a shot." With a playful expression, Xue Ta reached out and made a gesture of please.

"I can't fight, I don't fight, and I don't fight with people for no reason. Yang Ling felt the cultivation on the other side, the peak of the condensation path, and the true yuan looked very strong, telling the truth.

The realm of the monk, if you really want to refine it, then each small realm can be divided into three levels, and the first of these three small levels can be divided into three levels, but the realm is too low so that the gap cannot be seen, and there will be a strength gap for each small level.

Combat power is not something that can be determined by the realm alone, such as martial arts weapons, bloodline Dao body and Yuan Shen after reaching a higher realm, can affect combat power, such as Yang Ling, according to the current situation, he can defeat the peak of ordinary condensation, but the person in front of him gives him the feeling that he is stronger than him, and it is not possible to defeat the opponent without moving the hole cards.

"What?"

"Heh, I thought that you, as a person who was talked about by everyone in the sect, must have high skills, but I didn't expect to be so spineless, and you didn't even dare to fight!" After Xue Ta heard Yang Ling's words, he felt for a moment whether he had heard it wrong, it was the first time he was rejected so lightly, and he was already angry in his heart, feeling that Yang Ling was looking down on him.

"If you don't fight, you don't fight, you don't have a grudge or a hate with me, what's the point of fighting?" Yang Ling shook his head and said, and then prepared to leave, he didn't want to fight recently, he didn't have the fighting spirit.

"Wait!" Xue Ta stretched out his hand to stop Yang Ling, who was about to leave, and then said proudly: "If you don't fight, just drill under my crotch and recognize my grandson!"

Due to the restrictions of the sect rules, Xue Ta couldn't make the first move, so he could only force Yang Ling to do it.

"Do you have a problem with your brain, what do you want if you don't beat him?" As soon as he heard that he was asked to drill his crotch, Yang Ling could no longer remain calm, the other party had been humiliating him from the beginning, and now he was even more asked to drill his crotch.

"Less nonsense, drill if you don't fight, or call grandpa, otherwise you can only jump off the cliff. Xue Ta didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, but instead forced Yang Ling to the edge of the cliff step by step.

"I'm going to Nima!" Yang Ling couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked out, and Xue Ta was kicked out before he could take precautions, and hit the bottom of the dirt slope a hundred meters away from the edge of the cliff.

Yuan Hu in the distance had been paying attention to the two of them, and at this time he shook his head helplessly and said: "I can't bear this little thing, how will I lead the human race in the future, alas!"

Yang Ling was very angry, this was the first time he had retreated and was still being pressed, even if he couldn't beat it, he had to vent his anger, and he crossed over to Xue Ta's side in one step, and slashed at Xue Ta's head, although he didn't use the true yuan, but his physical body was higher than his cultivation, and this kick was very powerful.

Xue Ta dodged Yang Ling's kick with a roll, Yang Ling split into the air, but the huge force split the ground into cracks, Xue Ta saw Yang Ling's physical power, and did not dare to be careless again, and used the true yuan to form a body protection qi.

"Climb for Lao Tzu, grab the dragon hand!" Yang Ling used Zhenyuan to form a big hand cover, wanting to press Xue Ta to the ground and rub it, but Xue Ta was not an idle person, Zhenyuan slapped his palm towards the big hand, and the two hands collided, and suddenly the stones fell to the wood, and the two of them were each shocked a few steps away.

"Half Gourd Monk is so strong?" After a move, Xue Ta found that Yang Ling was not as weak as he imagined, although he had not used all his strength, but if the palm just now was an ordinary condensation path beginner, it had already been beaten into a half-crippled position.

"What's wrong with the half-gourd monk, you think you can bully me if you have some ability?" Yang Ling was very angry, and he didn't plan to give the other party a face.

"Lao Tzu is ranked fifteenth in the dojo, fighting with you is already enough to give you face, I just can't get used to seeing you with the second young lady, and you are valued by the elders, why is this kind of thing not me!" Xue Ta stopped acting, and the showdown was because of Zhang Qingyan, after all, it was the goddess in people's hearts, and Yang Ling was so close to her.

"Don't talk nonsense, take my move, the dragon is out of the gate!" Yang Ling stopped talking nonsense, and rushed out suddenly, Zhenyuan gathered in his fist and aimed directly at the opponent's chin, Xue Ta broke out Zhenyuan, stood firm with his feet, caught Yang Ling's punch and lifted Yang Ling with a shake of his hand, and after spinning around and unloading the force, he smashed him down and smashed him directly to the ground.

"Hehe, I'm going to be afraid of you, it's just better than a normal monk, I might not even need a big move to beat you down. Xue Ta looked at the deep well that was smashed out of the ground, and smiled proudly, Yang Ling heard it word for word, and launched a counterattack underground.

"Earth Dragon Breaks the Ground!" The ground shook for a while, followed by Yang Ling, who was wrapped in a brown true yuan, and the true yuan formed an earth dragon, and suddenly launched an attack from the ground, Xue Ta's smug expression disappeared, and he was blown into the air, but this did not hurt him, he turned around in the air and waved a palm, this chapter has wind attributes, the target is not Yang Ling, but the sand on the ground.

The sand and soil were blown up by this palm, and there was no vision, Yang Ling could only use his divine sense to capture the other party's movements, but he didn't expect that the other party's soul cultivation would have two figures moving around him quickly, which would be very difficult.

"Overlord open the bow!" Xue Ta's two figures slammed into Yang Ling with left and right hooks, this punch was not at the same level as the previous attack, Yang Ling didn't know which figure to dodge, crossed his hands to protect his head, and forcibly took Xue Ta's punch.

"Bang!" The sand and soil flew up, rising like a column of water, Yang Ling was hit in the side of the face by this punch, flew out sideways, rolled and rolled on the dirt slope, and finally hit a boulder, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh, the half-gourd monk rolls like a gourd. Xue Ta saw Yang Ling rolling on the ground when he flew upside down, making mocking remarks, his face full of disdain.

"Damn, I actually suffered this kind of loss, and I really can't easily make a move on strangers, unless I have absolute strength. Yang Ling got up and shook the dirt on his body, wiped the blood from his mouth and thought in his heart.

"Come on, come here!" Xue Ta hooked his finger in the distance, mocking Yang Ling.

Yang Ling knew the difference in strength, it was just a little bit, if the true yuan of the dantian burst out at this time, it would definitely cause trouble And the high-level martial arts could not be exposed, and the fighting style could not use weapons, which made him in a dilemma.

But Yang Ling looked at Xue Ta who kept taunting and provoking in the distance, couldn't swallow this breath, and planned to make a big move, he put on a posture, stepped on the eight figures, and the true yuan wrapped his whole body, and then converged to his arm, the ground began to tremble slightly, Xue Ta in the distance felt the unusual aura, stopped taunting, looked at Yang Ling seriously, and prepared to meet Yang Ling's martial arts.

"Dragon..."

"Crazy what, you scoundrel!"

With a bang, Yuan Hu appeared and interrupted Yang Ling's spell casting, knocking him out, and Xue Ta on the other side didn't know what the situation was, and watched Yang Ling being sent flying with a confused expression.

Yuan Hu raised his head, looked at Xue Ta, squeezed out a smile and said, "This little friend, I, a bad man, actually dared to fight with others while the old man was away, and I was so offended. ”