Chapter 213

Ye Ling restrained the murderous aura in his eyes very well, but it still made the great ability notice a little strange, and the great ability turned his head to look at it, just in time to see Ye Ling dancing lightly with a paper fan,

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Da Neng looked sideways and frowned slightly.

Ye Ling walked slowly, looking at the ancient city in Turtle City.

The ten thousand races are not all hostile to the human race, and the human race also wanted to be independent back then, but there were also huge conflicts with some races, and even there were many conflicts within the flood and desolation ten thousand races

, the final contradiction stimulated, which led to the great war of destruction of the world.

Turtle City is one of the few ancient cities in the territory of the human race that has survived from the flood and famine years. Ye Ling also wants to stay here for a while, time is tight, but it is also necessary to relax in moderation

, keep tensing your nerves, it's going to die.

Ye Ling found an inn and planned to stay in Turtle City for a while, and then the great powers of those families would come here one after another, Ye Ling had to find a stronghold first, and then be comfortable

Here to rest for a few days.

"What a rare idle day!" Ye Ling untied the hair rope on his head and put down his long hair, Ye Ling held the long hair of his temples with his hands, and sighed slightly, "Already."

It's been a long time since I've been idle. ”

Ye Ling took off his robe, his face turned pale again, and the wound behind him was still oozing out a trace of blood, because there was a powerful divine power adhesion on the wound, Ye Ling

He couldn't dissolve again, so he had to cut off all the pieces of meat, and he didn't have much time to recover when he fled, and now Yeling wanted to make himself appear in the most complete state.

The power of the Buddha of Zen Buddhism is supreme, with a warm air current, Ye Ling runs one of the Nirvana Sutras, he has forgotten the Nirvana Sutra, and only the power of Nirvana Sutra still exists

On his body, Ye Ling simultaneously operated the Emperor Formula, the Nirvana Sutra, the Emperor Jue wiped out the imprint of the divine power of the great power, and the Nirvana Sutra repaired Ye Ling's remnants.

The Buddha power contained in the Nirvana Sutra turned into a golden light that shrouded the wound behind Ye Ling, and the golden light turned into a liquid flowing in Ye Ling's wound, Ye Ling's eyebrows twitched, still

Feeling the powerful divine power attached to the wound of his body like a maggot on the tarsal bone, Ye Ling's divine power was like a knife, peeling off his flesh shell layer by layer, Ye Ling's body

Trembling, Ye Ling had done this when he was on the run, and it was only cursory at that time, and the pain was not the same as the pain now.

The power of Nirvana poured into Ye Ling's wound, and the wound formed blood scabs one after another, Ye Ling frowned, carefully sensing the powerful imprint on his body.

"Whew-"

Ye Ling exhaled a breath of turbidity, looked at the blood scab that had fallen off, reached out and touched the junior who had become delicate, the wound was completely healed, the new skin was too delicate, Ye Ling was gentle

's fist, the extreme escape in the past few days has made his cultivation more solid, and this time he completely stood in the gate of the Shouyi Realm.

Ye Ling raised his hand to wipe away the blood scab and sat cross-legged on the ground, thinking about how he could use the resources in his hand to trap and kill a great power.

The buildings in the Turtle City have not changed much compared to the flood years, and the entire county town is full of an ancient atmosphere, and Yeling stops and stops all the way, and this place is not like any other city

Different, including the architecture, the design of the city walls is different from the city created by the human race, Ye Ling strolls through the streets of such a city, with a faint smile on his face, and folds in his hands

The paper fan kept flapping, and a faint Buddha light emitted from the back of his head, and Ye Ling walked slowly like this.

"It's really amazing!" Ye Ling shook the paper fan, saw Ling Xiao Pavilion, and couldn't help but sigh, there was actually a rudder in Turtle City, Ye Ling couldn't help but sigh at the momentum of Ling Xiao Pavilion

Force, Ling Xiao is the pavilion master of Lingxiao Pavilion, but Ling Xiao was only a person from the Qi Sect of the Shinto Sect before, and he disappeared for hundreds of years, and he actually established such a huge organization as Lingxiao Pavilion, to say this

There is no shadow of Ye Qingming behind, and Ye Ling himself doesn't believe it.

The night family seems to want to do something big!

Ye Ling frowned, after all, he had never returned to the Emperor Pass since he left home, it stands to reason that it is best for Ye Ling to return to the Emperor Pass now, but Ye Ling has a trace of inexplicability

I feel that I don't want to go back to Diguan now.

Hey!

Ye Ling felt something in his heart, and looked to the side, there was a sacred elephant that was the symbol of the city—a turtle!

The holy icon is gray, like an ordinary sand and stone cast, the sculpture is dozens of zhang high, the following is just a high platform, the real holy elephant is only above, only the size of the foot, and the high platform below

In comparison, the gap is huge.

Ye Ling walked under the holy icon, raised his head to look at the turtle holy elephant in the sky, for some reason, Ye Ling smiled, raised his hand, and a Buddha light hit the high platform.

The Buddha's light surged up the high platform and rushed to the holy icon, and the turtle holy elephant only shone for a moment, then dissipated all the light, and swam out of the high platform below, and a one appeared

New nicking.

Ye Ling looked at the nick, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

"Who is that person, you can wait for the high platform built by the Holy Venerable with a random blow, and only the outstanding people can leave marks on it. ”

This holy elephant is in the middle of the city of Turtle City, and there are many people who come here every day to pay homage to this holy elephant

Most of them are the aborigines of Turtle City.

"I'll try it too!" After someone saw Ye Ling's move, they also wanted to leave their names on the high platform.

"I'm going to try it too!"

Ye Ling smiled lightly, staring carefully at the name under the high platform, there were many people who left their names on the high platform, and then Ye Ling looked at the nick he had just made, and picked it slightly

Raise eyebrows, can't this nick leave a name?

"Young man, what are you thinking?" Suddenly, an old man walked up to Ye Ling's side, his voice hoarse.

Ye Ling was stunned for a moment, looking at the old man, the old man's face was fifty or sixty years old, slightly hunchbacked, his body was thin and thin, with a mustache, like an old turtle, Ye Ling couldn't help but want to laugh,

I don't understand why I think this way, "Old man—"

"Young man, you're wondering why you didn't leave your name, right?" said the old man with a pursed smile and his eyes widening slightly, wanting to see Ye Ling clearly.

"Well, the younger generation does have this kind of thought. Yeling nodded.

"You're from the outside world, right?" the old man nodded slightly, and leaned closer to Ye Ling to look at Ye Ling's face carefully, "Something is wrong, you have an aura on your body that can only be found during the flood and famine."

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"Little one, you can't be the orphan of some ancient power, right?"

Ye Ling laughed, "No. ”

However, Ye Ling's heart froze, and he began to be wary of the old man in front of him, this old guy knew the breath of the desolation, it wouldn't be the old guy who had self-styled himself until now.

"Huh?" The old man poked his head and stared at Ye Ling, I have to say that the old man's neck is really long, and the look of poking his head is like Wang Ba sticking his head.

Sniff –

The old man's nose kept twitching, and suddenly the old man's body trembled, retracted his head, and said, "Little guy, you are hiding clumsy." ”

"Old man, why am I hiding it?" Ye Ling smirked, pretending not to understand the old man's words.

"Hmph-" The old man laughed twice, took two steps behind his back, and then turned his head to Ye Ling and said, "Little one, I've always been here, if you have any difficulties, you can do it."

Come straight to me. ”

"Thank you, old man!" Ye Ling bowed slightly.

"Hehe, someone from this family has been born again, but this generation seems to be a little different-" The old man muttered in a low voice, and said, "Old man, I forgot my name,

You kid just call me Grandpa Turtle. ”

"Grandpa Turtle ------?" Ye Ling twitched the corners of his mouth, looked around, and found that no one cared about him.

"This little guy calls me Grandpa Turtle, and you are no exception, don't worry, I didn't take advantage of you. The old man, who called himself Grandpa Turtle, smiled and walked to a shady place

sat down, and immediately there was a group of children, all five or six years old, surrounded by some little guys, one by one.

Ye Ling smiled bitterly, turned to look at the holy elephant again, frowned, and always felt a little strange.

The old man had been pulling with himself for a long time, and he didn't say anything useful.

"W-Grandpa Turtle?" Ye Ling scratched her cheek, feeling her face a little red.

"Little one, I don't know your name yet?" Grandpa Turtle squinted at Ye Ling.

"Uh--- junior night, night ling. Ye Ling thought about it and felt that it would be better to say his real name.

"Yeling, Eun. The old turtle nodded, pinching his mustache.

"What did you say about the name on this platform?"

"The names on the high platform—" the old turtle smiled and said, "Those are all the names of the heroes, and they are all the people who have climbed to the top three positions on the high platform." ”

The old turtle said, that high platform was built by the old turtle, the first city lord of this city, this high platform can judge the potential of individuals, and the level of strength will not affect anything.

The first three will have their names engraved, and when someone is squeezed out of the top three, the high platform will also keep his name, but this high platform will leave a maximum of a hundred names.

Ye Ling nodded, and the random Buddha power he had just now stopped at the lower part of the middle stream, it seemed that his Buddha fate was still deep.

The old turtle stared at Ye Ling for another moment, "Young man, you should still be honest." ”

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