Yun Lingyuan raised her eyes to look at the black coffin.

For example, the black coffin, why is it there? Who is inside the black coffin? She still has a bunch of questions, and she hasn't even had a good chat with Le Shan.

Biling space, the sky is big, it seems that there are still many enchantments, there seem to be many places, as the owner of Biling, she can't go at all, and she didn't find a chance to ask Leshan properly.

It seems that there are always such and such more urgent things that occupy her curiosity about Bi Ling and Le Shan.

Yun Lingyuan learned from Yang Yuxi's memory that Feng Lingle Shan was his mother's master.

Now, my mother's master calls her master.

It's a mess.

Hehe, remembering the face she taught Le Shan that day, and forcing Le Shan to finally kneel down and call her master, she couldn't wait to slap herself in the face.

Le Shan has known for a long time, knowing it, but she has never used her mother to suppress her.

Maybe it's because she thinks that she is the one who comes from the more and more, she is not the real Feng Ling Xiao'er, but I don't know when she started, she has already regarded herself as Feng Ling Xiao'er, this name and herself are all melted into this flesh and blood, and it is not clear what to distinguish.

Now, she doesn't need to be reminded by others, as long as she remembers that she is the widow of the goddess and shoulders the responsibility of recovering the goddess palace, she is full of blood.

The cloud spirit kite sat on the ground and conjured up the blue spirit harp.

It was a guqin glowing with jasper, and she stroked it gently with pity, and couldn't help but think of the scene when Zi Fu demonstrated a requiem for her in front of the bookcase.

She suddenly noticed that Zi Yu unconsciously occupied a good place in her heart, and it actually reached the point where she couldn't see him, and she could think of people when she saw things, she chuckled helplessly, shook her head, and had a feeling that she couldn't do anything about herself.

At this moment, I don't know if Zi Chaoping is safe, so she doesn't want to, she really can't do it.

Transporting the divine power of Bi Ling, stretching out his hand to stroke the piano, the requiem song is still so incredibly skillful, a song poured out, melodious echoing in the room.

Requiem played song after song, and after about half an hour, Le Shan woke up from the bed and said in surprise: "Master, you have this song?"

After the song in his hand was finished, Yun Lingyuan stopped his voice and said: "This song is called Requiem." It was taught by a friend that it was a song that could nourish the soul, but I wonder if it would be useful to you?"

Feng Ling Le Shan nodded and walked over, her soul state was clear at a glance, much clearer, Le Shan almost said in a grateful tone that she couldn't help but kneel down with excitement: "This song is very beneficial to me, better than the protection of the Biling Divine Tree, I think the spirit is very good, and I thank the master here." ”

Le Shan bowed slightly, Yun Lingyuan was almost frightened, and quickly put aside the qin and knelt down: "Master!"

"Master, you are my mother's master, my master, how can you still call me the master, it's the spirit kite who is wrong, the spirit kite is really rebellious, I shouldn't have said that to you all the time, please forgive me." ”

Le Shan was stunned for a moment, then pulled Yun Lingkite up, and said lightly:

"The master is the master, and if you can be my master, it makes sense, and you don't have to be confined to your mother's generation. I have been bound by Bi Ling since I was imprisoned here by my former master two hundred years ago, and I entered the world from Bi Ling Space more than forty years ago, and I was also ordered by my master to cultivate a new generation of Feng Ling Goddess in the Ten Thousand Souls Continent for her, in the final analysis, I am just to complete the task assigned by my master, but I also almost did something wrong, and accepted an apprentice who should not be accepted, but fortunately, your mother lived up to her trust. ”

"Master ......"

As soon as Yun Lingyuan shouted out this honorific title, Le Shan's eyebrows furrowed, her apricot eyes and nose were a little cold, and she interrupted her with words: "It's good if you call me Le Shan." ”

"But ......"

Feng Lingle said: "When I was ordered by my former master to take your mother as an apprentice, I was already a machine spirit. I'm just afraid that you will come after the previous master to complete what the previous master did not do, and I can't disobey the master, and the matter of the master and ancestor will be turned over, so don't mention it again. ”

Yun Lingyuan thought for a moment, "Then don't call me master, if you call me like this again, it will really make me rebellious." ”

Le Shan nodded lightly, and did not argue with this matter again, Yun Lingyuan hurriedly put forward his request, and said: "I still hope to learn some skills from you, after all, you are my mother's master, you can not only cultivate my mother into a goddess, but also help me, right?

"I will help with all my might. ”

With Le Shan's promise, Yun Lingyuan comforted a little, and returned to the peony wing room to rest in the second half of the night, and the next morning still did not see Zi Yu come back, and the worry in his heart increased a little, so he stayed in the wing room to do a hurry, and simply went into the Biling space to learn something from Le Shan.

When Le Shan saw her, she said with a solemn and cold face: "You go out, your heart is not here." ”

“......”

Truly.

It's been two days, and Zi Yu hasn't come back yet, and Yun Lingkite is already restless, full of worry and can't hide it.

"You must get out of the way and come back safely...... Even if...... It's okay for me to wait a little longer. ”

Speaking sensibly, wearing the pale green skirt and Bi Ling's forehead that Zi Yu likes, he is looking forward to it, looking forward to it, and his heart is like frying.

In the past two days, Yun Lingyuan has not noticed that this drunken incense building usually sits in a half-full lobby, but today it is full, she sat at a remote table by herself and waited for Ouyang Mu to dine together, she just wanted to be quiet, but she didn't know that the sound of the table was still clearly coming into her ears.

The voice was a little surprised: "Do you know? It turns out that the daughter of the goddess is not dead!!"

The words 'daughter of the goddess' were too sensitive, Yun Lingyuan immediately became vigilant, and looked at the table, it was a group of monks in mixed clothes, and no one noticed her at the dinner table.

The man continued: "It's really miserable, this girl must have been hiding in Tibet for more than ten years and easily saved her life, and then she was caught by the black cultivator and put into the black arena as soon as she saw the light." ”

The Black Arena is the underground monk skill arena of the Ten Thousand Souls Continent, and there is no shortage of outlaws, many monks who have no way out, or regular and decent spiritual magicians who may devote themselves to it for the sake of spirit stones, spiritual weapons, and spiritual objects. This DU field is large, and it is all DU, which is a dark place and illegal in nature, so it is named the black arena.

The black cultivators are the spiritual guards in the black arena, they are all monks, and in terms of spiritual cultivation, they are even a few points stronger than the monks from the glamorous and beautiful sects outside.

Yun Lingkite thought of this, a phantom river three miles away from the East Judah City, the phantom river six thousand miles of rivers have been cast illusions, the entire river is the entrance to the black arena, there are generally spirit stones thrown into the river, naturally there are guards to guide the way, if you force in, sorry, illusion is not fictitious, whether you can survive in the illusion is one thing, whether you can survive is another thing, whether you can survive is another thing, whether you can crack it is another thing, and whether you can enter the black arena if you crack it is another thing.

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