At the same time, there was also an earth-shattering roar from the Canglang Sect.

"These idiots, I asked them to find a way to hold Ling Chuxi back, what are they doing at this time, scrambling to send money to others, and even the Essence Mithril that has been collected with great difficulty over the years has been given to others, I am really angry with me." Ling Gusong's lips turned white with anger, and he tore the letter in his hand to shreds.

"Master, you can't blame them all, it's you who told you that no matter what the price is, as long as you can drag Ling Chuxi back." Ganymeto looked at the furious Ling Gusong and reminded cautiously.

"Huh? Did I say that? I'm a mouth! Ling Gusong thought about it for a moment and slapped himself hard. It's okay to say that more, if you don't say that more, even if you force those old guys to die, it is estimated that they will not have the courage to give away the Pure Gold Mithril that they specially ordered to collect.

"Master, in fact, if you send it, you can send it, as long as Ling Chuxi dies, it will not be returned to its original owner." Ganymoto said comfortingly.

"Well, that's right." Ling Gusong's feelings calmed down a little at this time, and he asked, "Has He Busi returned?" ”

"I just received the letter, and he persuaded the sect protector demon beast that it was already on its way back, and it would be there in a day at most." Ganymebe said.

"Good, good! We'll do it as soon as he gets back. Ling Chuxi, you dare to be greedy for Old Man Mo's Pure Gold Mithril, this time I will let you swallow as much as I will spit out for me! Ling Gusong sneered and said grimly.

The distance from the Canglang Sect was getting farther and farther, and the endless plain had also come to an end, and the terrain had become undulating.

Layers of verdant mountains and peaks turn around, among which the mountain streams are murmuring, between the thick dark green, on the banks of the clear streams, you can see a little purple and red dotted from time to time, and the faint fragrance of flowers wafts with the wind.

Seeing this familiar scenery again and smelling the refreshing fragrance, Ling Chuxi had a special sense of intimacy and a special sense of expectation.

"What are you thinking?" Huangfu Qingjue looked at Ling Chuxi's slightly intoxicated and somewhat longing expression, and asked curiously.

"I'm thinking, maybe that vast plain is more suitable for Ling Yichen's martial arts artistic conception of the sea and the sky, but I still prefer this kind of scenery, with mountains, water, and ......," Ling Chuxi said briskly.

"Yes, I also prefer this kind of scenery, Brother Yichen's martial arts artistic conception of the sea and the sky is not something we can comprehend at all, and here, my cultivation speed seems to be much faster." Yili echoed.

"Well, that's good, coming here is like returning to the sect, and you feel like you're getting twice the result with half the effort when you cultivate." Su Xiu'er also said.

"Yes, if it weren't for coming to Canglang Sect this time, I wouldn't have been able to realize that different martial arts artistic conceptions and different environments will have different effects on cultivation." Su Yanhua also said thoughtfully.

They grew up in the Rejuvenation Valley since they were children, and then they came to the ruins of the Jindan Sect, all of them were the same flowers blooming all over the wild grass and trees, and naturally they couldn't feel the influence of the environment on the artistic conception of martial arts and on their cultivation.

And Ling Chuxi is different, when he just crossed back to the Ling family, he relied on taking advantage of the situation to raise Lei Xiao's battle qi to the seventh layer of battle qi from scratch in one fell swoop, which can be regarded as having won three of them.

But the problem is, that's not what she's trying to talk about now...... One