The green spirit and the ghost mist floated in the air, standing with their backs to each other.

The ghost mist didn't turn around to look at Qing Ling, and he couldn't do it, a crack emerged from his forehead, slowly spreading to his whole body, and after a while, the ghost mist split into two halves, like two pieces of torn black cloth, staggering and falling from the night sky.

He seemed to be very unwilling, and one hand was clenched tightly, as if he wanted to grasp something.

Qing Ling turned around, waved his hand and shot out a wisp of cyan smoke, entwining the two halves of the ghost mist's body together, and then fell from the air, standing in front of Meng Fan, and smiled: "Meng Fan, Qing Ling has won!"

She's still the same she.

But at the same time as Meng Fan grew, he also grew.

Meng Fan looked at the remnants of the ghost thing that was dragged by Qing Ling, and grinned: "Oh, Qing Ling, you are too ruthless, just cripple it, why did you kill it all at once, I still want to use him." ”

Qing Ling dispersed the butterfly wings behind him: "Hehe!"

"Qingling Little Palace Master killed beautifully!"

"Congratulations to the little palace master on his victorious return!"

"Congratulations to the little palace master for killing the ghosts!"

The disciples of the Ziyang Small Palace came back to their senses from the big battle, and cheered one after another, their expressions looked happier than Qingling, it turned out that not only the little deputy palace master was domineering, but the Qingling small palace master was also domineering, the scene just now was big, the tricks were gorgeous, it was too visually impactful, it didn't look like a ghost and a ghost fighting, it was like a fairy subduing demons, beautiful!

The monks who participated in the trial were also very excited, cheering along with the disciples of Komiya.

They already had a friendship with Meng Fan, and they didn't look like outsiders.

There was a relieved smile on the corner of Fan Guyi's mouth.

Some things should be reassuring.

In the congratulations of everyone, Qing Ling was not complacent in her heart, the ghost fog was no longer the original ghost fog, there was nothing to be proud of killing him, and then, her face became serious, she had already discovered that Meng Fan's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to the consummation of the Nine Cuts, and he had the momentum to catch up with her, and he had to continue to work hard!

And at this time, Meng Fan had already walked in front of the remnants of the ghost mist, if he hadn't been restrained by the green spirit, he was afraid that it would have dissipated long ago, so he hurriedly flicked the divine whip while it was hot, wrapped the remnants of the ghost mist, and muttered: "It can't be wasted like this!"

Snort!

The whip tightened more and more, just like the ghost who was sitting in the sedan chair at that time, absorbing the ghost mist into the whip.

Then he used his mind to communicate with the Imperial Whip, and found that there was a cloud of black mist in the ghost collection space of the Imperial Whip, which estimated that it was still somewhat useful.

Qing Ling frowned when he saw the Imperial Whip, instinctively took a step back, a burst of fear surged in his heart, and after Meng Fan put away the Imperial Whip, he walked up to Meng Fan and asked what the whip was.

"Let's go, explain as we go. ”

On the way back to Qingqiu City, Meng Fan took Zhou Yutong away, and told Qingling briefly about what he had encountered with the Sect Elder, and he didn't tell himself so badly, but he just boasted that he could fight the Immortal Triple Realm, and he also grabbed the other party's two heavy treasures...... Seeing that Qing Ling didn't believe it, he regretted putting away the fire spirit, and the fire spirit could still help him brag about it by his side.

In the shroud of the moonlight, the earth seemed to be covered with a beautiful light veil, and the team of hundreds of people marched mightily in the moonlight, approaching Qingqiu City from time to time.

"They're back!"

On the Qingqiu city wall, Commander Wei looked into the distance, and a smile appeared on his face.

He was still wearing hard armor, and in the reflection of the moonlight, the armor glowed with a soft halo, and the killing aura was covered up a lot.

At his command, the gates of the city rumbled open.

Seeing Meng Fan looking up, he nodded to Meng Fan and said hello.

Those monks who participated in the trial were apprehensive, I don't know how Meng Fan arranged for them, if they live in the city, they don't need to pay the moon stone, after all, this is a business matter, it is not good to talk about personal relationships, although they have gained a lot in this business, but there is no moon stone on their body.

They followed Meng Fan all the way, enjoying the night view of Qingqiu City shrouded in the night, and followed them all the way to Ziyang Palace.

When he arrived outside the gate of Ziyang Palace, he stopped by himself and did not dare to go inside.

The four strong characters of "Ziyang Small Palace" on the door plaque made people feel scared, telling them that this was not a place where ordinary people could enter, and Meng Fan had also entered Ziyang Small Palace surrounded by the disciples of the small palace, did he forget them?

"The little deputy palace master is invited!"

Unexpectedly, after a while, there was a Xiaogong disciple wearing a gorgeous Dan costume who politely invited them into the Ziyang Palace, and when they walked to the Ziyang Palace Square, they were all dumbfounded!

Some disciples of the small palace are setting up tables and chairs and wine utensils in the square, a scene of a big banquet.

The disciple who brought them with them sat down again, and from time to time the wine and food were put on the table, and the fragrance spread in the square, making their stomachs gurgle...... They all sat upright and didn't dare to move, not to mention that the four stone figures around the square were mighty and domineering, exuding a shocking aura, which made people's hearts chill, and now they were busy beside them, but they were all real Dan masters!

Do they deserve such favor from Ziyang Xiaogong?

In fact, Meng Fan didn't plan to set up a banquet, originally thought that he would arrange for those monks to spend the night in Qingqiu City, which could be regarded as fulfilling their affection, and where should they go the next day, but on the way, Fan Guyi said that in order to welcome him back from the trial, Zhou Chunhai had already prepared a banquet, and it could be served at any time.

Fan Guyi also said that this banquet must be held.

Because after Qingling came out, I don't know how many times I ran to Luoxia Mountain with the disciples of Xiaogong, and everyone was tired of tossing, so it was time for everyone to drink and relax.

Meng Fan himself was a little hungry, so the current scene appeared.

The moonlight of this night was very good, there was no need to light any lamp, after Meng Fan took a bath, he sat down on the banquet, and the banquet began, a few glasses of wine were down, and the monks who participated in the trial did not have any more shares, and took turns to toast Meng Fan and others, and then asked each other for names with some small palace disciples, and made friends, as time went by, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

"It would be nice if I could join the Ziyang Palace. ”

Drunk, some monks felt the lively atmosphere of the Ziyang Palace, and let out such a sigh, in their sect, such a happy scene is rare to see, the rules are strict, and the sense of oppression is full......

"Qingling, tell you something important. ”

When he was almost drunk, Meng Fan quietly withdrew from the table with Qing Ling, came to his cultivation secret room, waved his hand and took out the Five Elements Coffin, and then looked at Qing Ling's water spirit eyes seriously, and asked, "Do you want to...... Reborn in the flesh?"

(End of chapter)