"Stop, you stop me!"

"Stop!"

"Tian Ling, let them stop!"

Soon there was an answer, and several Dao Realm powerhouses scrambled to shout, and their eyes locked on Tian Ling, their eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, and helplessness, and it was obvious that their hearts were no longer firm.

"Stop!" Tian Ling raised one arm above his head, and issued an order with great dignity, and the dozen or so people like moths to the flames immediately stopped, and stood in place with their heads down, looking indifferent, like tree stumps.

"I didn't expect you to be a ghost cultivator, and you turned so many clansmen into your ghost slaves. "The white-haired old man's eyes are full of murderous intent, after all, he has lived for many years, and his knowledge is ordinary, although he has not dealt with ghost cultivation, but he has seen records about ghost cultivation in some classics in the clan, among which there is a kind of extremely difficult ghost cultivation, that is, he can occupy the body of others with a split soul, and then become a ghost slave, as for the quantity and quality of ghost slaves, it is determined by the martial arts realm of ghost cultivation itself.

The faces of the rest of the Dao Realm powerhouses changed suddenly, and they quickly thought of something, looking at Tian Ling's eyes becoming extremely unkind, but no one dared to really do it, those dozen or so people are the core members of each vein, they are the backbone, once there is a mistake, each vein will hurt the vitality, and more importantly, many of them are the children and daughters of these Dao Realm powerhouses.

Tiger poison does not eat children, let alone people?

Tian Ling swept everyone, looked at the white-haired old man's gaze without fear, and sneered: "Ancestor, the younger generation has no intention of offending, and today is also a last resort, I can't hide it, I entered the inner garden only for a medicinal herb, I hope the ancestor will be fulfilled." ”

The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, "What kind of medicinal herb do you want?"

"Dibao, Soul Grass. ”

As soon as these words came out, the eighteen people in the first echelon were shocked together, revealing an incredible color, there is indeed a soul-nourishing grass in the inner garden, but how could Tian Ling know? In the past hundred years, the three patriarchs of the Tian family have not returned to the Shennong cemetery, that is to say, in a hundred years, no one in the Tian family has entered the inner garden, and even if they enter, they will not be able to see the soul-nourishing leaves.

Tian Ling smiled casually: "Ancestor, everyone, don't be surprised, do you remember Zhao Zhongxing?"

Everyone was shocked again, and a Dao Realm double old man pointed at him, his voice trembling: "Zhongxing, did my younger brother Zhongxing tell you? Where is he now?" He is the father of the current patriarch Zhao Bufan, Zhao Zhongxing is his own brother, more than 20 years ago, Zhao Zhongxing fell into fire while practicing, and then disappeared.

Tian Ling said indifferently: "At the beginning, Zhao Zhongxing did not go crazy, but became a ghost cultivator, due to the failure of the broken mirror, the dantian was scrapped, and the cultivation was completely lost, so he quietly left the Shennong Mountain area, came to the Tian family, and passed the mantle to me before he died, Tian Ling." ”

Everyone looked at each other for a while, with complicated expressions.

At this time, the old man of the Tian family walked out of the second echelon and said slowly: "I can correct Tian Ling's name, he is indeed passed down from generation to generation by Zhongxing, otherwise how can my Tian family tolerate the existence of a ghost cultivator." ”

Tian Ling nodded at the old man of the Tian family, then looked directly at the white-haired old man and said: "Ancestor, if my teacher Zhao Zhongxing is still alive, today's sacrificial ceremony, you should be qualified to enter the inner courtyard, please also ask the ancestors, the seniors will give the juniors a chance to enter the garden in the face of my master, as for whether you can get the soul nourishing grass, it depends on whether the juniors have this blessing." ”

The white-haired old man was dark-faced and silent, not knowing what was going on in his head.

The faces of the other Dao realm powerhouses changed, and they stopped talking, and they didn't speak until they endured, they knew in their hearts that whether Tian Ling was the heir to Zhao Zhongxing's mantle was secondary, it was just a step, and the key was the safety of the dozen or so core members of each vein.

After a long time, the white-haired old man shook his head slowly, his expression became firm, this can be regarded as a clear attitude, and suddenly, those Dao realm powerhouses exploded.

An old man in the Dao Realm jumped out first: "Brother Kong, let's let Tian Ling in, my grandson is already injured, if my son has another good one, I will be the last one." ”

Tightly, a Dao Realm double old man conforms, and then, another Dao Realm double old man also holds the same view, in a short period of time, in the first echelon, half of them stood on the opposite side of the white-haired old man, the white-haired old man raised his eyebrows, he is the oldest in the clan, the strongest, and the highest status is yes, if it is a general matter, he can completely decide in a word, but right now, it is about the biological heirs of the elders and elders, if he insists on going his own way, the consequences are really hard to say...

The patriarchs of the three main veins all had gloomy faces, and they kept silent with interest, in front of these Dao realm powerhouses, in the final analysis, they were just juniors.

"Everyone, don't argue, I'm also interested in going into the inner garden to have a look, I don't know if you can make it convenient for me. At this moment, a flat voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention, only to see Ye Ning walking slowly in the direction of the wooden door, grabbing a person with his left and right hands, and Ah Du followed behind him, his face was indifferent, and he also grabbed a person in his hand, and pressed a dagger against the man's neck.

The faces of the patriarchs of the three main veins changed greatly, and the three unconscious people in the hands of Ye Ning and Ah Duan were the sons of the three of them, Zhao Tian, Ye Minghui, and Kong Shu.

The white-haired old man's pupils also shrank suddenly, Kong Shu is his grandson, he has only one son, and his son first had three daughters, and he didn't have such a baby son until he was nearly fifty years old, that is to say, Kong Shu is the only seedling of his branch.

The other two Dao realm double old men are also in a hurry, and the two of them are Zhao Tian, Ye Minghui's grandfather.

Before, everyone's attention was on Tian Ling, and with Ye Ning's strength, he shot at the three juniors who were not congenital Great Perfections, which was something that could be done in a moment.

This time, it was completely messed up.

The three young patriarchs of the three main veins became hostages, plus more than a dozen core members of each vein were controlled, these old guys in the first echelon, the patriarchs of the three main veins all felt a rope strangled around their necks, making them feel like they couldn't breathe.

"Who are you? How come I've never seen you. Zhao Tian's father, Zhao Bufan, locked on to Ye Ning with a murderous gaze, and Ye Ning raised his chin towards the six wooden carts loaded with "offerings": "You packed my woman and my brother's woman into the cart, and asked me who I am." ”

Tian Ling suddenly laughed: "Hahaha, okay, Brother Ye, it turns out that they are like-minded people, and everyone coincides." ”

Ye Ning glanced at him, and nodded with a smile, there is some truth in this, strictly speaking, Ye Ning still has to thank Tian Ling, if it weren't for the latter taking the lead and setting an example, he would not be very sure, now, the two sides add up, I don't believe that those old guys don't cast rat traps.

(End of chapter)