The Ouyang family's dragon flying boat finally approached the northern end of the Tiancang Mountain Range, and the closer it got to Yingxian Valley, the more you could feel the scale of the colorful clouds.

The seven-colored light that rolled and stretched covered the northern end of the entire Tiancang Mountain Range, and even the sunlight that shone on the ground seemed to be dyed with the color of colorful glass.

Like the scene of the overwhelming power of the sky, the flight speed of the dragon flying boat slowed down a lot, and all the monks on the flying boat looked ahead with their eyes wide open, and one by one they were silent, losing their voices and changing color.

The remnants of Ziyang Zhenren's divine thoughts have no coercion of their minds now, but after all, they are the divine thoughts left by the feathered immortal monks, just like Tianwei, and Tianwei is unpredictable. The flying speed of the dragon flying boat became slower and slower, and finally after another half an hour, it slowly approached the outer side of the mountains outside Yingxian Valley.

The dragon flying boat landed on the solid ground, all the monks felt their hearts fall on the ground, and their tense expressions were eased, but they still walked down the flying boat silently, the family with a very tacit understanding was in front, and the wild cultivators were behind, and after gathering into two teams, they looked at a young monk who was gradually approaching.

This monk looked to be no more than ten years old, with bright eyebrows and eyes, a crisp figure, and a neat gray Taoist robe, embroidered with white clouds on the front of the robe, and a striking emblem of three peaks.

Such a young monk, looking at the past with the technique of contemplating qi, actually had the cultivation of the middle stage of foundation building.

The great worship of the Ouyang family has already received the dragon flying boat, standing quietly at the front of the entire family team, Qingyi and Qingliu are on the left and right, the young monk stopped at a foot away, saw the golden flame emblem on the front of the big worship shirt, his face was upright, and after a salute, his voice cleared and said,

"Lin Ling, a disciple of the Heavenly Cang Sect, is ordered by the sect master to come to greet the seniors of the Ouyang family and all the fellow Daoists!"

Although he is already a cultivator in the Jindan period, but the Tiancang Sect sent to greet the Ouyang family turned out to be a young monk in the foundation building period, the other party's cultivation may be just an ordinary person in the Tiancang Sect, but for the Ouyang family, it is a cultivation that only the core disciples have, and even if the other party's cultivation is not good, behind it is still relying on the Tiancang Sect, the largest sect that is proud of the entire Dongsheng Prefecture.

The big offering was not entrusted, and the old face that had no expression all the way, at this time, with a gentle smile, said with a slight chin, "Thank you for the arrangement of Sect Master Lin", and then raised his hand and stretched forward, "There is a little Taoist friend of Laurin to lead the way." ”

Lin Ling didn't turn around and take a step, still with that flat expression, and bowed again,

"The younger generation also has one more thing to tell you, the small world of secluded relics is about to open, and the sect master has an order that all families in Dongsheng Prefecture must control the children of the clan, and they are not allowed to walk around in the Yingxian Valley at will. ”

There was not even a word of invitation, and it was directly ordered that the family should not walk around in the Yingxian Valley at will. With a gentle smile on the face of the Great Offering, he was suffocated back into his stomach. Even if he didn't dare to provoke the Tiancang Sect, in front of a junior in the foundation building period, his old face had to be reserved.

The Great Offering looked at Lin Ling coldly, didn't even snort, raised his hand, and took a step, Shi Shiran began to walk forward.

Qing Yi and Qing Liu glanced at each other invariably, the two of them could often see the arrogance of the disciples of the Tiancang Sect, seeing that Lin Ling did not have any dissatisfaction, he still turned around and left with a flat face, the two of them invariably let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stepped forward with the big offering.

As for the children of the clan behind the two, a few of them had sparkling eyes, and most of them were full of consternation, and they couldn't believe that they saw the great worship of the Jindan period in the clan that was once high and majestic, and in front of a little monk in the foundation building period of Tiancang Sect, he was actually kind and lost his temper.

It wasn't until the Great Offering and Qingyi and Qingliu had gone a little faraway that these children of the clan were like a group of stupid geese who had been awakened, pushing each other and trotting forward, but fortunately, they were used to the rules of the family, although they ran a little hurriedly, so that no one dared to open their mouths and talk more.

When the wild cultivation team ran up in the future, it was like a large group of hungry flies chasing stinky meat, no one dared to make a loud noise, but in the footsteps of kicking and pulling, there were always some wild cultivators who couldn't hold back, and whispered their emotions that had been blocked to their throats.

"Fuck it!"

Zhao Tianci lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and scolded.

Ye Bufan trotted beside Zhao Tianci, heard this scolding sentence clearly, turned his head to look at the vicious expression on Zhao Tianci's face, like who owed him a few hundred taels of purple gold, and suddenly felt in his heart that the three words "damn" sounded really happy.

Ye Bufan had a certain indescribable and inexplicable mood in his heart, like a bowl of dry rice wine mixed with old vinegar, bitter juice, and fine salt.

"Fuck it!"

Ye Bufan also scolded in a low voice, feeling that he had happily squirted out the bowl of "rice wine" that was difficult to swallow in his throat.

Both of them trotted at the end of the Ye Xiu team, and from time to time there were various tones and scolding words of various emotions around them, Ye Bufan pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and still felt that the three words "fuck" sounded the most pleasant.

His mouth was happy, but his feet were becoming more and more difficult to run. The monks in the Qi refining period were already much stronger than mortals, but they couldn't really be reborn.

Ye Bufan could see the monks of the Tiancang Sect leading the way from time to time in the crowd, he seemed to be walking slowly, his hands were gently swaying at his sides, the hem of the gray robe, there was no wind but fluttering elegantly, every time his feet stepped on the ground covered with dead branches and gravel, it was like stepping on the water surface, skimming duckweed, but every step out, the steps were about a zhang.

The disciples of the Tiancang Sect just looked at the front of them without hurrying, except for the big offerings that followed like a leisurely stroll, Qingyi and Qingliu ran with their chests undulating, and as for the children of the family behind, most of them were already sweating on their foreheads. A few who don't sweat are also wheezing with exhalation.

The team of wild cultivators has been completely stretched into a long line, one by one they only hate that they can't have wind under their feet, they only hate their cultivation too shallow, and the most hated thing is the disciple of Cangzong that day, it seems that the leader is elegant, but in fact it is arrogant and annoying.

The cultivation of the Qi refining period is still a group of Ziye cultivators, and there are a few of them who can have any clever body methods.

Zhao Tianci has been left behind, and large drops of hot sweat have appeared on his forehead, and there are small sweat stains on the front and back of the new shirt. Now he was really a little short of breath, he stopped and let himself breathe in the fresh air greedily, looking at Ye Bufan, who was also waiting next to him, and scolded angrily,

"Damn, he did it on purpose, in such a hurry, did he use it to fiddle with his wandering body?"

Ye Bufan silently looked at Ye Xiu, who had already distanced himself from them for a short time, and really understood in his heart that his path of revenge was not at all end.

He clenched his hands hard, the joints of his fingers cracked, and the scars on his face were exposed because of his clenched teeth.

Loosening his fists, he reached out and grabbed Zhao Tianci's arm, Ye Bufan calmly persuaded, "Zhao Daoyou, look ahead." Run, if you don't run, you really can't catch up."

Zhao Tianci's gaze crossed the low mountain beam in front of him, and he could see a thick and thick column of colorful glow penetrating into the sky, spreading into a magnificent scene that dominated the heavens and the earth.

This scene not only made him feel the oppression like Tianwei, but also made him dizzy and intoxicated, and even more anxiously knew that Yingxian Valley was already close at hand.

Zhao Tianci broke away from Ye Bufan's right hand that was holding his arm, and viciously held out a word from his chest, "Run", and chased after Ye Xiu's big team like a hungry wolf.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, the low mountain beam did not look far, the monks of the Ouyang family ran for half an hour before crossing the mountain beam, and when the vision of each monk suddenly opened, Yingxian Valley was shocked and jumped into the bottom of the eye.

The large array composed of all fist-sized stones can no longer see a little mist, and the dense stones are reflected with a slight colorful glow, making the whole array look dreamy and blurry, and in the center of the valley like a stone bowl, there is also a thin layer of mist, like a space crack like a full leaf, as high as several zhang, about a few meters wide, the crack flashes with glass-like seven-colored light, and a thick round seven-color glow is sprayed out from the space crack like a mirror, straight into the sky.

In the four directions of the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the periphery of the great array, countless simple wooden sheds were built, and countless monks sat on the ground on the periphery of the great array, making the entire Yingxian Valley a rare gathering place for monks.

There were many bottomless cracks crisscrossing the ground under the mountain beam, and the leading disciples of the Tiancang Sect finally gave up the wandering body technique they had been exerting, and slowly began to walk in front of the head to lead the way, leading the monks of the Ouyang family towards the north side of the valley, where all the monks of Dongsheng Prefecture gathered.

The eyes of the Great Offering stared at Lin Ling's back like an awl, and when he turned around, his eyes looked at Qing Yi and Qing Liu coldly as if they were frozen, and then glanced at the somewhat messy clan disciples behind him, as for the wild cultivators in the back, he didn't even show interest in giving a look.

"Look at what you all look like, it's a shame for the Ouyang family. ”

Qingyi and Qingliu looked at each other, bowed down to listen to the admonition of the Great Offering, and didn't even dare to bring out a wry smile on their faces.

"The two of you go to control the children and Ye Xiu in the clan, don't lose the face of the Ouyang family again. ”

The voice of the Great Offering was neither high nor low, but it was miserable and miserable, but it could be heard by all the children of the Ouyang family and the wild cultivators, and of course, the voice also clearly reached the ears of Lin Ling, who had just walked a few steps.

Lin Ling didn't look back, he was still walking unhurriedly in front, only after hearing the words of the Great Offering, a disdainful smile flashed on his calm face.

He was just ordered to come and lead the way, although he looked down on the Ouyang family, he didn't dare to really put on a face, after all, he was followed by a great worshipper of the Jindan period, but this great worshipper turned cold when he heard the order of the sect master, Lin Ling felt the need to play tricks on the Ouyang family, so that he was slightly sober and sober.

As for the two sentences that the Great Offering had just concealed yin and yang, Lin Ling simply disdained it.

"Do you really dare to theorize in front of the sect master, and look for the little face that has been stripped off?"