This is the second time that Ling Ye has been teleported into an unfamiliar scene, but this time the scenery around him is even more peculiar, or hazy.

After all, he had been mentally prepared in advance, so apart from feeling a little dizzy and inexplicable discomfort, he didn't have any sense of fear.

After staggering for a while, Ling Ye stabilized his body, he simply half-squatted down, supporting the smooth ground made of white bricks with his hands, and said in his heart, Is this some invisible trial?

I don't know how long it has been.

Waiting for the discomfort in his mind to gradually subside, the young man looked at the white mist and kind land wordlessly, and tentatively stood up straight, not knowing whether to move around.

But in his mind, since it was a place of trial, it was better to move less. Otherwise, if you provoke something that shouldn't be provoked, with such a fragile body as yourself, I am afraid that you will directly become cannon fodder.

And at this moment, there was movement in this white world again.

Suddenly, an old and indifferent voice sounded in the air: "You are Midnight?"

Ling Ye honestly said yes, and opened his mouth to say something more.

He saw that the surrounding mist quickly dissipated, and then a pale old man with a cold and arrogant face and a blue robe appeared in front of him.

The old man floated in the air, his eyes contained divine light, and he stroked his beard with his hands, as if he was a fairy wind bone.

The corners of Ling Ye's mouth twitched, and she suddenly had a subtle feeling. But after he was silent for a few seconds, he only held back one sentence: "Who are you?"

"The old man's real name is Wang Ling, and he is called King Ling. The original enlightenment was a thousand years ago, but the heavenly tribulation was fierce, and the physical body was annihilated, and now only a spiritual spirit is hidden in the Qiankun Pearl,"

The Spirit King's face did not change his indifferent color, and he still said in an old and low voice, "You are willing to be my apprentice." ”

"That...... Master, you are a master in the world, don't you need to choose one to accept disciples?"

The subtlety of the night is more and more intense, and this situation and this kind of dialogue are very similar to the story of a book he read as a child.

The young man looked embarrassed, and when he landed, his heart was scarlet for a lot, but a smile appeared on his face, and he said cautiously while rubbing his hands,

"Besides, my little brother came here because he was teleported by a certain witch lady, and she asked me to come here to be tested by some kind of labor. It's not for me to recognize Master. ”

"If it's you, it's only you. Besides, you're the only one here, so what else to pick. As for the test, what kind of test can a weak body and will like you withstand?"

When the old man heard this, he interrupted Ling Ye's words with an impatient face, and his expression was mixed with a bit of pride and contempt.

Ling Ye heard the old man's sharp words mixed with grains of sand, his face stiffened slightly, and secretly scolded and greeted the other party's relatives even more arrogantly.

The old man seemed to be able to hear people's hearts, and his face was full of pride, which instantly changed into anger.

The old man's right hand was slightly raised, and he floated gently in midair. This piece of heaven and earth also seemed to sense the old man's anger. The gloomy black clouds filled the sky in the blink of an eye, and the solemn and solemn will of coercion gradually rose, freezing Ling Ye's entire body in place, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

"Smack!"

Ling Ye received a clear slap, and his face turned cold in an instant, and his fists were clenched. At this time, the confinement was lifted, and the young man was able to move, but he didn't dare to move, so he had to stand with his left cheek red and swollen.

"This is a lesson for you on behalf of your parents," the old man said indifferently,

"Your father left you at an early age, and that was his fault. But what about your mother? Didn't she teach you not to speculate on the teachings of others? ”

Ling Ye took a few breaths of cold air, and learned that this old man should be a powerful person, and he calmed down a lot in an instant. He relaxed his clenched fists and stiffened body, and a clear and slightly immature juvenile voice squeezed out of his mouth:

"I'm sorry, you're right, but it's a little reckless,"

Then, the young man let himself forget about the matter of Fang Cai, and with some doubts on his face, he asked earnestly,

"Do you know your mother, where is she now, and is she okay?"

The old man was silent, turned his body quickly, and said leisurely after a long time:

"I don't know, it's just that after staying in this bead for a long time, I can see some outside scenes through your eyes. ”

As if he knew that he was going to ask questions in the middle of the night behind him, the old man came up with a set of rhetoric,

"I don't know where your mother is. But if you worship me as a teacher, no matter how much you can learn and succeed, there are few places between heaven and earth that you can't go. ”

The clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and an almost inaudible sense of sadness appeared in the entire space, and everything was stained with a trace of sadness.

After listening to Ling Ye, he was also speechless for a long time, and did not pay attention to the old man's words and the slight abnormalities around him.

"Would you like to consider me a teacher? The old man's vicissitudes of voice softened a little unconsciously.

"The little one still calls you Linglao, you are always willing to accept the little one as an apprentice, that's my luck,"

Ling Ye also really calmed down at this time, but still politely rejected the other party, "But, there is already a master below, and it is really inconvenient to recognize the teacher anymore." ”

Hearing Ling Ye's excuse, although he knew that he did not recognize the status of another master, the old man was no longer reluctant to follow him.

Ling Lao opened his lips slightly, regained his indifferent expression, and said softly:

"Then ignore this matter for the time being, you come closer, and I will investigate and confirm your talent for you first. ”

Seeing Ling Ye's slippery and bright eyes staring at him, he just hesitated, and even had the intention of retreating. Ling Lao shook his head slightly helplessly, deciding that it was better to work on himself.

Ling Lao's figure flashed in Ling Ye's eyes, and he appeared close to him.

Ling Ye looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him, and realized that he had misunderstood something. The young man curled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and was about to smile apologetically, when he saw Ling Lao's hands on the top of his head.

Immediately, the old man slowly stroked it from the Tianling cover, and even had a sense of not letting go of a trace of skin.

Ling Ye was annoyed and cold, and blurted out:

"You'd better knock out the little ones. ”

Rightfully so, he fainted in the middle of the night. However, the hand did not end these seemingly obscene movements, and continued to touch it with a solemn expression.

"Sure enough, it's blue and cold!"

After Ling Lao carefully confirmed, he finally let out an emotional sigh, "But there is no trace of his father's strange talent. ”

The old man looked at the young man who was lying naked on the ground, his expression was in a trance, and there seemed to be a young girl's beautiful figure in front of him and Ling Ye's figure gradually overlapping.

Her silver-bell-clear voice was calling out eagerly:

"Teacher, teacher, let's fight again. I don't need you to let me this time, and I won't lose!"

......

"Dark Blue Ice, isn't it amazing to hear the name so handsome!"

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I was very excited when I heard that I was talented.

Elder Ling explained it carefully:

"Well, this kind of ice talent is originally the same name and root as a refining material, 'Dark Blue Cold Ice'. The more condensed the cold of the material, the deeper its color is, that is, the best quality.

And you're so talented, you're already a masterpiece. If it is trained by the old man, it will be one of the few people in the world who can match the ability. ”

said like this, but the old man seemed a little inexplicably weak and weird, but the young man who was surprised and proud, and he could still take care of these details.

"I'm really the destined protagonist, I don't have to be afraid of those hooligans who block the street in the future!" Ling Ye was about to float, and suddenly received a slap, he had some unnatural relief on his face, and at the same time shouted a little depressed, "Eh, what are you always doing to beat me again! Also, let's not slap my face next time, okay?"