Outside the Weiyun Sect, there are torches in the sky. Pen~Fun~ Pavilion www.biquge.info blood flowed down the steps step by step, and a sticky smell of blood permeated.

As soon as Feng Ling and the others stepped out of the door, they gasped.

The bodies of the eight disciples who died tragically lay in a pool of blood, strangely arranged into a two-meter-long blood-colored character - "Death"!

The gate is the face, put the dead and put the word death, which means that death is coming, that is, death is coming!

"Bastard! Who is so rampant? Could it be that he didn't even pay attention to Ling's eighth-turn high-level ghost spirit master? ”

Feng Ling was furious, the white beard trembled with anger, the fake Pan Yuan clan and the spies mixed in the disciples were there, and he couldn't be allowed not to be pretentious.

Deliberately biting the eighth-turn ghost spirit master very hard, nearly a dozen figures in the crowd trembled slightly.

There are so many!

Feng Ling was shocked, it seemed that he had a plan!

The cool breeze rose, a sleeve brushed by, Feng Ling secretly screamed, immediately stretched out his fingers, and said angrily: "Don't drag me down quickly!" ”

Hearing this, several disciples hurriedly stepped forward to drag the body away and wash the ground with water.

The fake Pan Yuan clan stared at all this secretly, and a trace of doubt drifted in his eyes.

Seen?

Feng Ling's heart chuckled, fortunately, someone came to disturb the situation at this time!

"Daddy! Oh no, the second uncle is gone......"

Ling Chi and Ling Han passed by the residence of the early morning, and saw that the door was not closed, but the house was empty!

Hearing this, everyone with gloomy faces changed color in unison, as if they thought of something!

"Master~! I said a long time ago not to leave your wild brother, he is not a good thing, you must not listen! What a good thing it is to suffer from this calamity! ”

"You shut up Lao Tzu~!"

Feng Ling drank the fake Pan Yuan clan who opened her mouth with an angry face, otherwise, looking at her posture, she would have to bother your ears to be deaf.

The fake Pan Yuan bit her lip and lowered her head and closed her mouth, and a trace of imperceptible yin poison flashed in the old woman's pupils, but it was clearly seen by Feng Ling, who had been secretly paying attention.

"Sect Master! There must be no doubt that the elders in the early morning, and please ask the sect master to decide! ”

"Yes, Daddy! The second uncle has been joining the Withered Leaf Sect for a long time, and it is difficult to guarantee that he will not covet the secret book of my sect's ghost technique! ”

Everyone spoke one after another, Feng Ling's face was gloomy, and his expression kept flickering.

Hum~! Then I will give you a plan and let your guard down first.

Wei Yun Sect, Withered Leaf Sect and Black Water Gate, the geographical location of the three is in a positive triangle, only a few dozen miles apart from each other, at the speed of the early morning elder and others, a back and forth will not take more than five hours, and now it is more than half of the hour, and if you stay up until the sun rises, you can completely break the counterattack!

"The disciples listened to the order, immediately sealed off a kilometer radius, and carefully searched for the whereabouts of the thief brother! You can't let go of ...... grass or tree, and notify the old man as soon as you find it. ”

Suddenly, shouting to kill the sky, clusters of torches scattered around, vowing to catch the thief in the early morning! All of a sudden, everyone was gone.

Suddenly~, it's so dangerous!

It seems that the breath of the eight-turn ghost spirit body alone can't convince the evil spirit master, she has already begun to doubt me!

Feng Ling smiled bitterly, it seems that next time he will have to sort out the memories of the two lives, otherwise he will not dare to guarantee that the other party will be able to calm down if this situation is easy to show his feet.

Returning to the lobby to close his eyes and recuperate, the hour passed in a flash, when a ray of sunlight sprinkled on Feng Ling's old face, everyone finally dragged their tired bodies back, and their faces were full of decadence.

"Sect Master~! We didn't even let go of the ants on the ground, but we still couldn't find the trace of the thief, as if we had hit a ghost, and asked the sect master to punish him! ”

This person is Ling Weiyun's eldest apprentice Xue Jiu, who is in his forties, and his cultivation has reached six turns!

The rest of the more than fifty disciples who knelt to receive the guilt were mostly in the third or fourth turn, and two in the fifth turn, which were Ling Weiyun's two waste sons.

"Hmph~! If you can find it, you will be surprised. Get up and stand down! I will go with me to the banquet outside the sect, and the old man has a hunch that there will be distinguished guests! ”

Feng Ling sneered in his heart, if you find it, then it is called a ghost.

"Yes!"

Although everyone was puzzled, they still got up and respectfully retired, and they also needed to go and rest for a while.

Hongmen Feast!

A familiar allusion flashed through Feng Ling's mind, how similar this situation was.

It's just that Liu Bang, the actor himself, is the master, and he is holding a banquet waiting for the overlord to appear! And Elder Ling Chen is Fan Xu......

Quickly got up and walked outside the sect, facing the bright morning sun, a white-haired old man slowly started boxing, and as the speed continued to increase, an indescribable charm permeated.

"Look~! The sect master is practicing boxing! The first set of punches is so vigorous! ”

"It's a gravel fist! The Sect Master's Stone Shattering Fist has reached such a realm! ”

"What is that endless soft fist technique? Could it be that it was newly created by the suzerain? ”

Several diligent disciples who got up early to sweep the mountain talked about it, looking at the sometimes fierce and sometimes soft figure, their eyes full of reverence.

When you reach the realm of a high-level ghost spirit master, you can create your own ghost skills according to your own conditions.

"That's called Tai Chi!"

Suddenly~! Exhaling a breath of turbid air and wiping away the sweat stains on his forehead, Feng Ling smiled kindly at the disciples.

After three rounds of stone crushing and tai chi, Feng Ling did not use a trace of ghost power, carefully sensing the rhythm of every muscle and bone in his body, although he was sweating, he was more energetic!

He couldn't help but sigh at the breadth and profundity of the ancient Chinese culture in his previous life!

"Sect Master forgive sins! The disciples didn't mean to disturb the sect master's boxing practice! ”

These disciples were not more than twenty years old, and their cultivation had only turned three times, and when they saw Feng Ling stopping, they suddenly panicked, threw down their brooms and knelt down to make amends.

The character is pure, and the children can be taught!

Feng Ling looked at the three people who were kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed, and couldn't help but praise in their hearts.

Hard work pays off! With apprentices, you are not afraid of being stupid, but you are afraid of not being diligent; If you are not afraid of mediocrity, you are afraid that your mind is not right!

Just as Feng Ling was about to call the three of them, a figure appeared on a mountain in the distant sky, and the person who was the leader was the head of the Withered Leaf Sect, the Withered Leaf Ape!

Seven turns of the strong! Stunt - Dead Leaf Palm!

"You wait for the three of you to go down the mountain on your own, and don't come back!" The sect has a bloody disaster! ”

"Sect Master~......!"

The three of them thought that "Ling Weiyun" was driving them down the mountain in disguise, and they immediately called out aggrievedly.

"Get out of here! I don't have time to explain. ”

Feng Ling angrily drove away the three resentful disciples, he really didn't want too many innocent people to be implicated!

In fact, the main thing is that these three people look pleasing to the eye......

Is it finally about to start? Lost his mind and staring at the thirty figures approaching in the distance, Feng Ling said silently in his heart.

It was obviously a sunny morning, but there was a dark cloud faintly hanging over the entire Weiyun Sect!

Feng Ling didn't think about counting on the Withered Leaf Sect, he just wanted to stir up this muddy water a little more turbid. There are many uncertainties, but it is convenient for you as an assassin!

Hidden courtyard in the back hall......

"Door master, don't hesitate! Everyone is set up and it's almost time to close the net! ”

"Xu Laosan, after all, I'm just guessing, and I haven't found out if Ling Weiyun really fell into cultivation!" An old woman glared at the masked man in front of her, turned to the leader of a group of black-clothed men and said, "Door master, let's be careful!" ”

"Dead Niko! Are you afraid of death? ”

The masked man shouted angrily, the old woman's face was gloomy, and the two of them quarreled at the moment, shouting and scolding all over the sky! In the end, it was the black-clothed leader who frowned and stopped the two.

"Black smoke, you're being too cautious! The old man also thinks that the third child's proposal is good! ”

The old woman bit her lip lightly, her eyes flashed, and she wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the black-clothed leader.

"It's been ten years of lurking, it's time to close the net! Is the feast ......? ”

The black-clothed leader looked up to the sky and sighed! Now let the crowd disperse and prepare.