"General Huo, who do you think is doing this?" A middle-aged man in armor sat next to Huo Shan and said softly.

"You and I have been friends for more than ten years, and you remember that our future heir was killed, and then we went to the headquarters of the Demon Spirit Sect." Huo Shan thought about it and said.

"I remember, General Huo, it was you who reasoned with Ling Batian at that time." The middle-aged man also recalled the past.

"Do you still remember that Hall Master Fu was poisoned?"

"Remember, but this person is too powerful, he actually took people's lives hundreds of miles away." The middle-aged man said with secret admiration.

"General Liu, if there's nothing to do, can you hurry up and rest?" Huo Shan felt a little tired, and these days he kept looking for the plague near Fengping Mountain.

And Huo Shan himself also felt strange that he and some spirit martial artists were not afraid of these sucking insects.

Although there is no friction with the Mingshan generation these days, many suspected spies have also been arrested.

After some trials, some committed suicide by biting their tongues, and some died of poison, but they didn't ask why.

"General Huo, you must let my son Liu Chenghai enter the Tai Academy election in front of Your Majesty?" Liu Qibao heard that General Huo was about to rest, but he hurriedly said the right thing.

"Liu Qibao, you have been with me for so many years, rest assured, we will go back in a few days, and you will be here with peace of mind," Huo Shan comforted.

"Is this the remnant of the past?" And Huo Shan was thinking about the people behind the plague in Mingshan.

"Qi lifting dantian, taking root under your feet, this is a qualified appearance, Jia Xusheng, when can you forget your previous spirit martial artist?" A bruised man said menacingly.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen teenagers of the same size, men and women lined up separately.

"Ji Ling is your role model, you all have to learn from her, look at you Cheng Lang, you are really a wreck, you can't gather any spiritual power." The bruised man looked at a young man covered in fat and said.

"What I want you to learn today is meditation."

"Meditation can help you recharge your body, which is also a ...... that some powerful people must have"

The bruised man said as he observed everyone's posture, which was actually a zama step, meditating.

"I wonder if this can change their spiritual attributes?" The bruised man pondered.

"Sect Master, you hurriedly came to me, but what's the matter?" A young woman said with a preoccupied look.

An old man in the main hall sat upright on the throne of the seven stars and gently raised his wrinkled eyes.

"Hall Master Liu, among our three sects and nine halls, you are the most reassuring to me." The old man said softly.

"Ask the master, no matter life or death, I am willing to obey the master's arrangement."

"Strange sect leader, what's wrong today?" Liu Fengjiu was hurried back, and when he heard the sect leader say this, he felt very curious.

"Okay, I won't say polite words, you all go down" Ling Batian branched out a few idle people beside him.

"I have already learned from Yunfan Kingdom that this plague was caused by Wan Qing, and he has returned." Ling Batian took a deep breath of cool air and said.

"He's back, he's not dead?" Liu Fengjiu felt incredible when he heard this name.

At the beginning, the Demon Spirit Sect, Lin Jiabao, and the Situ family all issued orders to chase and kill, and they were forced to flee to the desert in desperation.

Now that he has come back again, he must have a higher spiritual power to take revenge on these three families.

"Yes, but I'm not afraid of this, I'm worried about my grandson, don't you know he's still alive?" Speaking of this, a teardrop flashed in the corner of Ling Batian's eyes.

"You mean Lin Feng?"

"That's the case, I just want you to find out if my grandson is still alive." Ling Batian recovered and said.

"How can the sect leader ask me to check, go to Mingshan?" Liu Fengjiu still couldn't understand, so he simply asked directly.

"No, I learned from Yun Fanguo that Wan Qing is looking for another person, and the reason why he is in Tu Ming Mountain is also because of this person?" Ling Batian told Liu Fengjiu everything he knew, because Liu Fengjiu had followed him since he was a child, and he was also Ling Yanrou's little maid, and later Ling Batian felt guilty about his daughter, so he cultivated this Liu Fengjiu to be a hall master and stayed by his side.

"He's in Naruyama?"

"No, Wan Qing is also looking for him, I think this person should be the person who was kidnapped back then-Lin Feng" Ling Batian told Liu Fengjiu 1510 of the information he obtained, and also told Liu Fengjiu about his analysis.

"He's not in Naruyama? Where did that go? Liu Fengjiu understood a little when he heard it, and said puzzledly.

"This is exactly the reason why I am confused, they came out of the desert, and Lin Feng doesn't know the Spirit Continent, I feel that he should go to Lin Jiabao?"

After all, Lin Feng is a descendant of Lin Jiabao, and everyone will think so.

"Lin Jiabao?"

"Yes, it should be Lin Jiabao, even if he doesn't go, I guess Wan Qing will be the first to deal with Lin Jiabao?"

"You have a lot of connections in Kyoto, so I want you to inquire about my grandson?"

"Sect Master, I must do my best, but there is indeed a teenager in Lin Jiabao, I feel a little mysterious?"

"How old does it look?" Ling Batian asked happily after hearing this.

"He looks like he's in his teens, but his spiritual power is really profound, and I haven't even entered his spiritual realm to check his cultivation." Liu Fengjiu pondered.

"In this way, Lin Feng should also be this age, you pay close attention to this matter." When Ling Batian heard the news, he seemed to be more than ten years younger.

After all, an old man in his last years will always think about the past when he is alone.

What kind of royal power is rich, Ling Batian has become more and more light as he has grown older over the years.

Yun Fanguo formed an alliance with himself, that was also the decision of the elders of the three sects, and now Ling Batian was no longer the former leader of the Demon Spirit Sect.

"Sect Master, I will definitely help you find the whereabouts of the Young Master." Liu Fengjiu knelt on the ground and said sincerely.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Hall Master Liu, only you know about this matter, and you must not tell anyone." Ling Batian looked around and didn't find that he was eavesdropping, so he reassuringly signaled for Liu Fengjiu to leave here quickly.

"From the back door, there is a mural in the back, and there is a lamp bead next to it, twist it, there is a secret room, you go quickly from the inside" Ling Batian felt that there seemed to be a trace of murderous aura around him.

"It's the sect leader" Liu Fengjiu also knew about the recent changes in the Demon Spirit Sect, and quickly left the main hall according to Ling Batian's description.

Not long after leaving, I heard the bustle outside the door.

"You can't go in, the Sect Master told no one to go in." An armored guard held back three big-waisted men.

"Are you getting impatient?" The person who spoke was the sect master of the "Five Elements Sect" - Wei Linggong, with a big beard, a leopard head, and a tiger's eye keel, and said menacingly.

"It's really long-winded......" As soon as the voice of a sissy white-faced scholar-like man fell, the guards who blocked the three of them fell to the ground, and no blood flowed out.

"It's still the Yin Yang Sect that is powerful, killing people invisibly, taking people's heads from a hundred meters away, like probing for things." The person who spoke was a little shorter than the two, it was the sect master of the "Blood Wolf Sect" - Ouyang Leng, this person was a businessman, a cultivator of an elixir master, but he was a step above Wan Qing at the beginning, but he was ruthless, and he was known as the cold-faced demon king.

The golden gate of the "Bang ......" hall was broken by the internal force of the three people.

"Sect Master, hand over this person quickly?" Wei Linggong was straightforward and fast-talking, and he was also very arrogant in doing things, and said fiercely to Ling Batian, who was sitting on the top of the main hall.

"You're so rude," the sissy Hua Feiyue's hand was bent into an orchid finger ready to cast a spell.

"No," Ouyang looked at the two of them with a solemn face.

"Sect Master, don't blame us, now that the form is forced, Yun Fanguo has wanted to send troops to attack Dafeng Country many times, but you are obsessed, you can't blame us for being ruthless when the time comes" Ouyang said coldly, but there was no emotion on his face.

"The three of you are the three most important sects of my Demon Spirit Sect, and you are actually preparing to usurp the throne and seize power, contact foreign clans, and fight against our people." Ling Batian stood up and said sharply.

"Now that the plague in Mingshan has just created this opportunity for us, our Demon Spirit Sect will definitely carry forward, we don't want to be the sect leader, you are still the sect leader." Hua Feiyue, the man in white, whispered softly.

"Haha, I think I'm going to be forced to do this alone, it's not a pity to die" said Ling Batian and was about to take out a short sword, and he died.

"No," the three of them all used their mana, and the three of them blocked Ling Batian's hand at the same time.

Ling Batian said angrily, "The Demon Spirit Sect will no longer be surnamed Ling in the future, you can kill or give me a happy word if you kill or live." ”……