670. Chapter 670: The Oath

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"Amitabha, it is here ......"

Master Xuanzhi's face was sad, he recited the Buddha's name, and told Ling Yun that the meditation room where the two of them were located was where Master Xuanming lived back then.

Ling Yun's eyes were solemn, and he let go of his powerful divine sense, which instantly enveloped the entire room, and then his body flickered, and he came to a simple bed, folded his hands, and bowed three times to the empty bed.

Ling Yun's expression was solemn, and his expression was extremely serious, as if Master Xuanming was sitting on that empty bed.

"Thank you, Master, for saving your life!" Ling Yun thought silently in his heart.

Although when Master Xuanming arrived, Qin Qiuyue had already discovered Lingyun, but if it weren't for Master Xuanming's appearance, maybe with that Sikong Tu's martial arts realm, if he hadn't entangled with the blue bird, he would have found himself a long time ago and killed him, and even Qin Qiuyue, who happened to be on the mountain, would have suffered.

Therefore, Ling Yun was grateful from the bottom of his heart for what Master Xuanming had done.

"I don't know which hidden sect the two masters come from?"

Ling Yun finished worshipping Master Xuanming, then turned around and asked Master Xuanzhi.

Master Xuanzhi recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Lao Gu and Senior Brother are all from Beiyue Heng Mountain, Hanging Temple. ”

Ling Yun nodded and said sincerely: "Master Xuanming's life-saving grace, Ling Yun will definitely repay it in the future!"

Master Xuanzhi shook his head slightly and said: "Lingyun little donor, the Buddhist family has clouds, saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, senior brother saves you, it is a timely meeting, you were a baby at the time, you are an old man, and the old man is also obliged, telling you this today, mainly to fulfill one of my senior brother's wishes, as for repaying, then there is no need......

Ling Yun didn't speak again, just smiled slightly.

"I don't know if the master knows, the mountain rock where my Aunt Blue Bird fought with Sikong Tu back then? I want to go over and see ......."

"The old monk knows, please come with me......"

The two left the meditation room where Master Xuanming lived, Ling Yun used the sound transmission to enter the secret, called out Murong Feixue, and the two followed Master Xuanzhi all the way to the outside of Lingjue Temple.

Out of the mountain gate of Lingjue Temple, along a rugged mountain road to the east, Master Xuanzhi soon led the two to a cliff place, which has not been developed, there is no guardrail on the cliff, and even tourists rarely dare to come here.

Ling Yun came to the side of the cliff and stood with his hands in his hands, and the battle scene in front of him vaguely appeared in front of him when the blue bird sacrificed his life to fight with Sikong Tu in order to protect him desperately, and finally died together, and his eyes changed.

The cliff sticks out of the mountain, the area is only nine meters square, and outside the cliff is the cliff, Ling Yun can fully imagine that the blue bird is forced to be in the dead corner of the cliff, there is no escape, and she has to find a way to drag the life-and-death fight that is better than her Sikong Tu.

"Aunt Blue Bird, if you live, I, Lingyun, will definitely find you and repay you for saving your life, and if you are unfortunately killed, I, Lingyun, swear that I will kill all the Demon Sect and everyone related to Sikong Tu to avenge you!"

Ling Yun silently swore in his heart, turned around and came to Murong Feixue's side, bowed down and said to Master Xuanzhi: "Master, in the future, as long as it is the Hanging Temple and the master, there is a place where Ling Yun can be used, whether it is money, people, or anything, as long as Ling Yun can do it, he will go to the soup and fight the fire, and he will not hesitate!"

Master Xuanzhi folded his hands and saluted: "Amitabha, the little donor's words are ...... heavy"

Ling Yun continued: "Master Xuanzhi, I still have important matters today, so I won't bother anymore, and I'll say goodbye to you now. ”

Master Xuanzhi smiled and said, "Little donor, please ......"

Murong Feixue also thanked Master Xuanzhi coquettishly, and accompanied Ling Yun to leave Lingjue Temple and go down the mountain.

On the way back, Murong Feixue knew that Ling Yun was in a bad mood, so he didn't let him drive anymore, but drove himself and let Ling Yun sit in the co-pilot.

"Lingyun, I really didn't expect that you were actually ...... from Lingjue Temple" Murong Feixue said half of his words, and swallowed back the last half of the sentence.

"The ...... that was picked up" Ling Yun smiled indifferently, and then said it, he didn't care about this.

"Sister Murong, there is something I want to tell you now, but you must keep it a secret for me. ”

Ling Yun thought about it and said to Murong Feixue with a smile.

Murong Feixue saw that Ling Yun was willing to share the secret with her, she was secretly happy in her heart, and glanced at Ling Yun with big eyes and said, "What secret?"

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Sister Murong, the Ling family in the capital, have you heard of it?"

"I've heard of it, didn't that Zhu Yongwang just say it?" Murong Feixue was stunned for a moment, she seemed to think of something.

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Yes, I am the descendant of the Ling family! My biological father is the Ling family in the capital, the third young master Ling Xiao!"

Chirping!

Murong Feixue slammed the brakes in shock, and stopped the car directly, with an unconcealable shock on her pretty face, and said in shock: "What?!"

Murong Feixue doesn't know martial arts, and neither does Murong Wenshi, but with the status of the Murong family, he can already know some things about the seven major families in the capital.

"You, are you really from the Ling family?!" Murong Feixue repeated in disbelief, her voice shocking.

Ling Yun nodded and said with a smile: "What, does my sister want to regret her love with me?"

Murong Feixue glanced at Ling Yun with disgust: "How can it be, it's just, it's just that people heard that the Ling family was so miserable that they were killed back then, and now, it has declined and doesn't look like it...... Then you, you ......"

Obviously, Murong Feixue was worried about Ling Yun.

Ling Yun smiled and said, "Sister Murong don't worry, you watch patiently, sooner or later, I will let the Ling family rise again and stand at the top of the Huaxia Great Family!"

Ling Yun's voice was still very calm and indifferent, but Murong Feixue could feel the confidence and arrogance exuded from Ling Yun's body, which made her heart pound.

"Sister believes in you, but you must be careful......"

Murong Feixue stepped on the accelerator again, continued to drive, and after a pause, she said again: "Lingyun, when you leave Qingshui this time, are you going to the capital?"

Ling Yun nodded and said: "Yes, a month ago, my father and my uncle both disappeared and their whereabouts are still unknown, now that the college entrance examination is over, I want to rush to the capital as soon as possible to find out their whereabouts......"

Ling Yun thought of Cao Shanshan again, and he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy and heavy.

Land Rover soon returned to Qingshui City, and then returned to the Tianxi Pavilion in the antique market, Murong Feixue returned to the Tianxi Pavilion to deal with things, and Ling Yun drove back to Villa No. 1.

At this time, the sun was about to set, Ling Yun parked the car, and flew to the side of Qiyao Grass, sure enough, there were three more boxes of spiritual liquid, just filled, Ling Yun put away the spiritual liquid, and put down five jade bottles of similar volume.

Whether it is a jade box or a jade bottle, it is carved with imperial green jadeite, and a small gathering spirit array is engraved on it, and the spiritual liquid is collected inside, and there will not be the slightest overflow of spiritual energy.

"It seems that the Seven Herbs will almost mature at noon tomorrow, and this time they should be able to collect five bottles of spiritual liquid, a total of twenty bottles, which is probably enough!"

Ling Yun stared at the seventh yellow spot on the blade of the Qiyao grass, which was getting clearer and clearer, and said confidently.

As soon as the Seven Herbs matured, Ling Yun would go through a retreat in the true sense of the word, cultivating the Divine Martial Pure Yang Immortal Technique, and breaking through the ninth layer of body training in one fell swoop.

Next, Ling Yun instructed Tie Xiaohu, told him the light skill method of Ten Thousand Miles of Divine Steps, and taught him some acupoints and some combat moves, so that he could use the aura of Villa No. 1 to cultivate on his own.

After dinner, Ling Yun drove to the Fuhua Manor Hot Spring Villa and taught the Cold Ice Palm to Lin Menghan, Lin Menghan cultivated the Infinite Xuanbing Technique, she had excellent qualifications, and at this time she had reached the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow.

Of course, Ling Yun taught it carefully, and only after she did not perform it any worse, Ling Yun told Lin Menghan that she would go through a retreat starting tomorrow, so that she could cultivate with peace of mind and not disturb herself.

This night, Ling Yun didn't stop, he came to Nancui Villa, taught the Huangquan Tuhuang Gong to Yao Rou, and also told her to cultivate with peace of mind, and try to care less about the secular clinic in the future.

"Lingyun, you...... You want to leave Qing Shui?" Yao Rou saw that Ling Yun was so eager to teach her martial arts, and immediately guessed that Ling Yun was leaving, she couldn't help but ask.

Ling Yun nodded: "Tomorrow I will have a retreat, it will take about nine to twelve days, and after the retreat is over, I will leave Qingshui for a while." ”

"After you go out, you must be careful in everything, don't worry about Qingshui's affairs, I will definitely maintain it for you!" Yao Rou is definitely a good wife.

Ling Yun gently patted Yao Rou's shoulder and said with a smile: "Rou'er, don't worry, Qing Shui's matter, I have already arranged it, you are now in the middle of the eighth layer of the day after tomorrow, since you have started to cultivate, the most important thing for you in the future is to cultivate, and strive to break through the innate realm as soon as possible, so that you can help me a lot in the future, understand?"

Yao Rou nodded meekly, her face suddenly blushed, and she stopped talking.

Ling Yun was a little surprised, knowing that Yao Rou had something to say, he smiled slightly and asked, "What does Rou'er want to say?"

Yao Rou blushed, bit her lip and said, "People don't dare to say ......"

Ling Yun pinched Yao Rou's plump breasts heavily, and said with a smile: "Forgive you for your innocence, quickly recruit from the truth!"

Yao Rou snorted coquettishly when she was pinched by Ling Yun, her delicate body trembled violently, and she said shyly: "Husband, you ...... Who have you been doubly cultivating with so far?"

When Ling Yun heard this, it turned out to be the case, and he immediately smiled and said, "Lin Menghan, her realm is a little higher than yours, and she has reached the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, so you have to redouble your efforts?"

"As soon as people guess, they will know that you and Sister Lin have cultivated a double ......" Yao Rou blushed, letting Ling Yun's big hand rub against her lower body, and said in a trembling voice.

"Is Rou'er jealous?"

"There are so many women around you, and they are the worst ones, but you eat them early, and it's too late for them to be happy, of course you won't be jealous......"

"Rou'er is really good at talking, put on that new black underwear and show me......"

"Husband, didn't you say that you can't do that in the near future?"

"I'll just see ......"