Quickly retracting his mind, Xiang Ling followed the others and bent down towards the young pavilion master.

At this moment, the young pavilion master was a little different from what Xiang Ling had seen before, and now he looked so high-spirited, facing everyone's arches, the young pavilion master did not speak, but just raised his arm and pressed it slightly.

Everyone understood and sat down one after another, and Xiang Ling also controlled the expression on his face and stood in his position silently.

Of course, her heart is like thousands of ants crawling at the moment, and she is very uneasy.

"Dare to ask the young pavilion master, where is the pavilion master?" As soon as everyone was seated, a man in a beige coat stood up.

Xiang Ling swept him and found that he had a short body with a pair of terrifying brown eyes.

"I said a long time ago that my father hasn't been out yet." The young pavilion master's tone was a little cold.

"There's such a big thing going on outside, how can the Dihuang Pavilion Master, who is the head of the Aris Pavilion, avoid it!" The man was a little reluctant.

"Lord Wuge, I said, my father is in retreat!" The gaze of the young pavilion master, like a sharp lightning, rushed towards the man in the beige coat.

The person known as the Wu Pavilion Lord seemed to have expected that the Young Pavilion Master would be in trouble, but he didn't seem to be annoyed, but smiled slightly, "Young Pavilion Lord, don't be angry, I'm just expressing our concerns to the Dihuang Pavilion on behalf of everyone, after all, that news is indeed from Xuantian Peak." ”

Xuantian Peak? Xiang Ling's heart chuckled.

What they said in their mouths was what Xue Xue mentioned, the mysterious place of the Xiusi Continent, Xuantian Peak.

"It's too early to see if the news is true, I'll send someone to find out, you don't have to worry so much!" The face of the young pavilion master remained unmoved.

"Qingling, for the sake of your Lao Tzu, we respect you as a young pavilion master, don't be shameless, on seniority, on cultivation level, everyone here is stronger than you, you don't put a young master here!" A middle-aged man with a thin figure but a sharp gaze also stood up.

Qingling? It turns out that the master of the Young Pavilion is called Qingling?

Although there are many words pronounced as "ling", Xiang Ling has already identified this Ling character in his heart.

Zhiling Qingyun, this name is good, Xiang Ling slandered in his heart.

However, why, that person's tone seemed to be dissatisfied with Qing Ling? Xiang Ling's gaze subconsciously swept towards the middle-aged man who was talking.

This look made Xiang Ling dumbfounded again, on the outside he was a rather thin person, but inside his body, he was a big fat man with more than two hundred pounds.

That's why real people can't be disfigured! Xiang Ling sighed in his heart.

In this compartment, Xiang Ling stared at the "fat and thin man", and in this compartment, everyone in the hall had already turned their eyes to Qingling.

Qingling is the Young Pavilion Master of Dihuang Pavilion, and this identity is well known to everyone, but for the title of Young Pavilion Master, many people just think that it is just a title.

The fantasy world is different from the general world, especially different from those court novels in romance, where authority is determined according to the identity of the person, even if that person is a straw bag and does not have any ability, but if his background is strong enough, he will have enough authority to give orders.

But the fantasy world is different, the people here rely on their own ability, and the level of their own cultivation, only when they are strong can they have confidence.

Dihuang Pavilion is the first pavilion of Aris and even the entire Xiusi Continent, and there is a reason why Qingling, as a young pavilion master, will be questioned by people.

The pavilion master of Dihuang Pavilion is named Qingfeng, and at the age of less than forty, he has already reached the phantom level.

(Here, I have to interrupt and discuss the cultivation level process of this Xiusi Continent.)

People in the Xiusi Continent can generally cultivate their vitality when they are about ten years old, and the initial suspension level is relatively easy, and people with general qualifications, plus the assistance of some spirit beasts and spirit weapons and pills, can basically upgrade to a level every five years, that is to say, after twenty-five years, these people can start to advance towards the force level. However, if you upgrade to a stage, it is not different from the original upgrade level in the same stage, and between the two stages, there is still a bottleneck, which is difficult for ordinary people to break through. Therefore, most of Aris's cultivators stayed in the hanging stage, and only a few of them reached the strength stage.

And once you break through that bottleneck and reach the second stage, the force level, it will be much more difficult to cultivate than when you were originally in the suspension level, every time you rise to a level, there is basically no ten years that you can't get down, so although the people of Dihuang Pavilion, in the Aris Imperial Capital, are people who cultivate high-level people, but they are only in the force level, and they are generally in the first two levels, gold and wood.

Another point is that in the Xiusi Continent, ordinary cultivators are not independent, they are just like the characters in the previous martial arts novels, most of them have gangs to which they belong. In gangs, they can resource and delight each other, helping them to level up faster.

Aris Imperial Capital, this kind of gang-like organization is called "Pavilion", there are a total of ten Pavilions, the most prominent are Wulin Pavilion, Heixia Pavilion, Blue Water Pavilion and Daifeng Pavilion, PS: Regarding the origin of these pavilion names, I will slowly instill them in the following chapters. And, of course, our Dihuang Pavilion. ）

It can be seen from the cultivation level procedure I just introduced that in order to reach the illusion stage, ordinary people must be after the age of 85, and the pavilion master of our Dihuang Pavilion, Qingling's father Qingfeng, reached it at the age of forty, which is rare and unique, so the Dihuang Pavilion at that time became the first pavilion of the Aris Imperial Capital, and it was also sought after by many cultivators.

But I don't know why, in the past few years, Dihuang Pavilion seems to have declined a little. Ever since Qingfeng retreated and cultivated, Qing Ling was in power, but the cultivator level of Dihuang Pavilion had never been able to rise.

In other pavilions, many disciples have already cultivated at the high level of the force stage, but the disciples of the Dihuang Pavilion are still hovering at the low level, which also makes many of the disciples of the Dihuang Pavilion take refuge in other pavilions.

And not just the disciple of Dihuang Pavilion, as the young pavilion master, Qing Ling, who has also been unable to break through in the past few years, originally his level has already been on the water level of the phantom level, but after five years, he is still at the original level, without half a point of progress. The Dihuang Pavilion seemed to have fallen into a strange circle, and all the people who entered the Dihuang Pavilion seemed to have their cultivation levels locked, and there was no further progress.

Therefore, in the past few years, the outside world has gradually become a little indifferent to the authority of the Dihuang Pavilion, which is why, at such a seemingly solemn banquet, some people will directly question the words of the young pavilion master of the first pavilion of Aris.

In the face of this public provocation, Qing Ling's face darkened, but his emotions did not seem to be affected, looking at the person who questioned himself, Qing Ling's expression remained unmoved, "In terms of ability, in terms of age, you are indeed my elders, my juniors are just afraid that your seniors are too tired, and there is no one to help, so I want to help you, but I am not thoughtful, and my actions are a little overstepping." ”

As Qing Ling said this, his eyes glanced behind those sitting in the chairs.

Xiang Ling didn't know what Qing Ling meant, but everyone present understood, their faces were a little unnatural, and the people standing behind them also lowered their heads one by one.

The two people who spoke out were indeed Qingling's elders, because they were the same generation as Qingfeng.

And those standing behind them are all their children, that is, like Qingling, they are the young pavilion masters of each pavilion, and they are the same generation as Qingling.

Qing Ling's words were said tactfully and decently, but the meaning contained in the inner species was full of sarcasm.

He puts himself in the same generation as the children of those people, so the person who doubts him is to bully the small with the big and say a younger generation with the respect of an elder, and he loses first in the truth.

As far as the ability of the Young Pavilion Master alone, everyone present had no way to compare with Qing Ling.

Even if Qing Ling's cultivation vitality has not grown in recent years, it has already reached the water level of the phantom level, and those young pavilion masters, the most powerful, are only the gold level of the phantom level, and there is still a big gap from Qing Ling's ability.

The fat and thin man who made a voice heard the meaning of Qing Ling's words, moved his mouth, and wanted to refute, but finally snorted and sat down angrily.

"The Black Pavilion Lord is just worried that this matter is related to Xuantian Peak, and the impact is quite great, so he is a little anxious, and he asks the Young Pavilion Master not to be surprised by the collision of the Young Pavilion Master." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, the Wu Pavilion Lord hurriedly gave up his hands and snorted.

"It's all my elders, and it's no wonder that I had a bad tone just now, and there's nothing wrong with teaching the juniors a few words." Qing Ling also politely bent down to the Wu Pavilion Lord and returned the courtesy.

The Black Pavilion Lord, sitting in his place, didn't care about Qing Ling's "set almost" at all, snorted and turned his head.

Seeing that the Black Pavilion Lord was so ignorant, there was no choice but to laugh dryly, and turned around and continued, "Then I want to ask the Young Pavilion Master, about the content of the news, who the Young Pavilion Lord sent out to inquire." ”

"The people sent out by the juniors are just to find out the authenticity of the news, and the juniors don't dare to act rashly before they solicit the seniors."

Hearing Qing Ling's words, the expressions of the people in the hall suddenly moved.

Xiang Ling was a little strange, what were they talking about in such a vague way.

"If the young pavilion master has not yet made a decision, I have an idea, I don't know whether to talk about it or not." The Wu Pavilion Lord stared at Qing Ling, his gaze digging deep into his gaze, looking for the subtle fluctuations in his gaze.