Sir, are you okay?What happened just now, did a murderer break into Huang Xin Pavilion?Do you need me to summon the disciples in the sect to fight the evil criminals?" Just as Ling Yu was talking to Mr., he suddenly heard a hurried inquiry. Ling Yu looked up and found that it was Huang Ji who was late.

In fact, Huang Ji's speed is not slow, he has already used his strongest body technique and Yan Suyi to rush to the secret room. It's just that in order to avoid being disturbed by outsiders, this secret room is really a little far away, and it is six miles away from the main hall of Huang Xin Pavilion, so it was only at this time that Huang Ji and Yan Suyi arrived at the secret room.

When Huang Ji and Yan Suyi came here, Huang Ji looked at the ruins all over the ground and swallowed his saliva fiercely. You must know that in order to build this secret room, Huang Ji has laid out nine great arrays! Huang Xin Pavilion is originally a sect famous for its formations, so the large arrays laid here are all immortal-level formations that are rare in the world. But even under the protection of the Nine Dao Immortal Rank Formation, it still couldn't stop the destruction of the Heavenly Thunder. The earth, rocks and rubble are scattered in all directions, and the broken branches and fallen leaves are fluttering in the wind, showing the color of barrenness. However, although the secret room was destroyed, fortunately, the two gentlemen were not harmed, so Huang Ji was relieved.

"I'm sorry, Huang Pavilion Master, just now, because of my exercises, I accidentally alarmed the Heavenly Punishment and destroyed the secret room. In this case, I'll ask the little Taoist friends of Dusk Cloud Peak to help me rebuild an identical secret room for you later. The gentleman turned his head to look at the ruins everywhere, and said to Huang Ji with a little guilt.

"Sir, what are you talking about, isn't this tormenting the juniors! It's just a secret room for retreat, I can just ask the disciples in the sect to find time to rebuild it. Besides, the formation here has already lost its spiritual power due to disrepair. I also want to take this opportunity to rearrange the formation! So, I would like to thank my husband for helping me demolish this humble room!" Huang Shengtong, as the pavilion master of Huang Xin Pavilion, although he has a hot personality, he is very smooth and transparent. Moreover, in his opinion, if the gentleman could guide him a little, it would be worth far more than a retreat room with a nine-fold formation.

Mr. Wise Ru naturally saw Huang Ji's intentions, he had a light smile on his face, and said to Huang Ji: "Huang Pavilion Master, I care about the occasional dryness between your eyebrows, it must be because of the troubles and hard work that have been going on recently. Moreover, your formation attainments are extremely high, and among the cultivators present, I am afraid that the only person who can compete with you is Wu Dao. So, I don't have anything to guide you in terms of formation. However, I have a set of calming mind techniques that I can teach you. After you have learned this set of mental methods, you will run every hour for three weeks, and after a month, the severe pain in your acupoints will be healed naturally. ”

Hearing Mr.'s words, Huang Ji was first startled, and then his eyes showed surprise. When he falls down before his husband, he will bow down. In fact, the severe pain in his acupoint has lasted for 30 years, and it has always been his heart disease. There was even a time when Huang Ji thought that he had gone mad because of excessive cultivation of the formation. Unexpectedly, Mr. only said a few words, and said the crux of his problem. For Huang Ji, Mr.'s words are enough to serve him for a lifetime. Huang Ji knows his own fault, his nature is like fire, and his temperament is bigger. Mr. was able to heal him, and he was naturally grateful.

Seeing that Huang Ji wanted to kowtow to himself and thank him, Mr. hurriedly helped Huang Ji up, and said with a smile: "Huang Pavilion Master, what are you doing here, you and I intersect like confidants, if you do this, you will inevitably look down on me too much." After picking Huang Ji up, Mr. Chuanyin taught Huang Ji the exercises.

It was a very short mental method, only a few hundred words, but it was these hundreds of words that contained the truth of heaven and earth. Huang Ji only skimmed it once with his divine sense, and knew that this was a top-level mental method that was difficult to find in the world. Although this method of mind will not improve his cultivation, it will make his mind calm and he will no longer get angry easily.

"Shengtong, pass on my order, so that the disciple can serve the food, I want to get drunk with the senior water!" Huang Ji was surprised after receiving the mental method taught to him by Mr. He admonished Huang Shengtong beside him, and said respectfully to Mr., "Sir, please go to the main hall for dinner." ”

At this time, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, and the group came to the main hall, where Mr., Huang Ji, Yan Suyi and several accompanying elders were on the upper seat. Huang Shengtong, Su Rou, Ling Yu, You Long and others were located in the second seat, and the rest of the disciples of Huang Xin Pavilion and Xuan Miao Nunnery were outside the main hall. Although Dusk Cloud Peak, Simba, and Chu Tian had not known Huang Shengtong for a short time, that Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill was priceless, which was enough to make Huang Shengtong look at Dusk Cloud Peak with admiration. It's not that Huang Shengtong is greedy for the Divine Pill, but that Dusk Yunfeng can use this precious pill as a gift, and its background is worthy of Huang Shengtong's wooing.

The crowd drank until the beginning of the day, and then the banquet was withdrawn. Then, Huang Ji and Yan Suyi accompanied Mr. to taste tea and discuss. In fact, it is more appropriate to say that Huang Ji has been asking Mr. for advice. At this time, Huang Ji couldn't care about any face, and it was too rare to be able to get Mr.'s guidance. And Ling Yu and the others, under Huang Shengtong's arrangement, each returned to their resting place. The EPRO conference will officially start the day after tomorrow, and everyone needs to recharge their batteries. This time, the Yibao Conference was hosted by the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion and the Bliss Pavilion, and no one could predict what would happen at the event.

In the early morning of the next day, after Ling Yu and the four of them had breakfast in Huang Xin Pavilion, they said goodbye to Huang Ji and others with Mr. and left Huang Xin Pavilion. Ling Yu now appeared in the sight of Huang Shengtong and the others as Dusk Cloud Peak, and Cheng Xiang had murderous intent towards Ling Yu before, although later Cheng Xiang was deterred by the name of Zhu Famine, so he did not make things difficult for Ling Yu for the time being. But Ling Yu knew that this Cheng Xiang would become his enemy sooner or later. Therefore, in order not to cause trouble to everyone, Ling Yu could not go to the Yibao Conference with them. And when Ling Yu and the others resigned to Huang Shengtong, An Luoyan actually proposed to go with Ling Yu and leave Huang Xin Pavilion. However, An Luoyan only left here with Ling Yu, and did not follow Ling Yu all the time. Because An Luoyan is a person from the Psychic Pavilion, and now that the Yibao Conference is about to be held, she must return to the Psychic Pavilion. Because of this incident, Tang Jinxuan almost had to expose Ling Yu on the spot.

After Ling Yu and An Luoyan and Mr. left Huang Xin Pavilion, they separated at the foot of the mountain. Ling Yu looked at Mr. who was like an immortal, his eyes were full of reluctance. He pondered for a long time, and finally could only bow to Mr. and say, "Sir, I don't know when we can meet again after this farewell......

"Life is inherently fragmented, and there is no need to dwell on it because of temporary differences. Don't worry about Ling'er, I will find a way to restore her sanity as soon as possible. As for Yu Nuo, if she hadn't been delayed on the way, nothing else, now that she had arrived in the East China Sea, Mu Ning was there to take care of her, so you don't have to worry about it. As for the rest, you can decide for yourself. I have already said what I need to say yesterday, the future world will be full of thorns for you, but there are winds and waves to become more and more courageous, and under the tribulation, there is often an endless stream of vitality and unimaginable opportunities, everything in this world is a blessing and a curse. You just have to remember that you are a variable, your path is no longer in the hands of the player, but at your own feet. As long as you don't bow your head, no one will be able to make you give in!" Mr. patted Ling Yu on the shoulder and encouraged.

"Thank you, sir, I'll keep it in mind! Take care of yourself, too, and try to ...... if you can. Try not to be dressed in black robes, covered in blood and murderous aura. Ling Yu nodded, and then, he suddenly remembered the previous Mr. in black, hesitated for a long time, and whispered to Mr.

"This ...... You'll understand later. Sir knew that Ling Yu was very worried about his safety, and a complicated look appeared in his eyes, and he nodded and said. Then, Mr. turned his head to look at An Luoyan and said with a smile: "Miss An, I heard that you are extremely smart and outgoing, I guess you have also guessed Yun Feng's true identity." So, I won't spare the bend. When you return to the Psychic Pavilion this time, if you see your Pavilion Master, help me bring him a word. You tell him that Ling Yu is a disciple of several of our guardians, and I hope he can help take care of one or two. Moreover, Cheng Xiang of the Nether Realm is not friendly to Ling Yu this time, and I don't want a grudge between me and Tongling Pavilion because of a Cheng Xiang. Therefore, if you old pavilion master still want to invite me to drink, don't let any unpleasantness happen between us. By the way, you should have an older brother, right? In a while, I'll find a way to cure him completely. ”

Hearing Mr.'s words, An Luoyan was shocked in her heart, she thought that only the cultivators and Ling Yu inside the Tongling Pavilion knew about her brother's affairs, but she didn't expect that Mr. would also know about it. And, listening to the tone of the gentleman's voice, it seemed that he not only knew that his brother was seriously ill, but also had a way to cure him.

Thinking of this, An Luoyan showed a restrained look for the first time, she bowed deeply to her husband, and said respectfully: "Please rest assured, senior, I will definitely convey your words to the old pavilion master." In addition, I have one more thing to ask for, and I hope that the gentleman will not blame him. Can you really heal my brother?"

"I will do what I say, and I will never lie. After Mr. finished speaking, he nodded to Ling Yu, and then tapped his toes, and he was like a crane in white clothes, stepping on the auspicious clouds of the nine clouds. When the auspicious clouds flew, Mr. had already driven the clouds away, and disappeared into the sky in just a moment of respite.

"Sister An, it's time for me to go too. I believe that with Mr.'s cultivation, Brother Luo Yun will definitely be cured. Ling Yu smiled indifferently at An Luoyan and said softly. Ling Yu knew that the reason why Mr. promised An Luoyan to cure An Luoyun was because he was worried that Cheng Xiang would not be good for him, so he sold him a favor to Tongling Pavilion. He was touched by his actions.

An Luoyan and Ling Yu did not quarrel like before, but broke up plainly and left. It's not because An Luoyan and Ling Yu are estranged because they haven't seen each other for two years, but because An Luoyan is worried that Ling Yu will be killed by Cheng Xiang on the one hand, so he wants to return to the Tongling Pavilion as soon as possible and relay Mr.'s words to the old pavilion master. On the other hand, Mr.'s words brought An Luoyan infinite hope. She knew that her husband's cultivation was thorough, and if he was willing to take action, he should cure her brother. But at the same time, she also has a hint of concern. For so many years, An Luoyun had been deeply devastated by demonic blood, and she didn't know how sure her husband was.

After saying goodbye to An Luoyan, Ling Yu and the four of them came to a small town near Qingshan where the Yibao Conference was held, after a night of recuperation. Early the next morning, the four of them headed for the green mountain. Along the way, Ling Yu saw many cultivators, including the powerhouses of the Huaxia Ancestral Star, the Holy Son of the Ten Thousand Spirits Star Sea, the forces of the Ancient Six Realms, and even the immortals descended from the Immortal Domain. Countless strong men came from all directions, galloping towards a common goal. Some people fly with swords, some people step on magic weapons, and some people ride spirit beasts. And the three cultivators riding spirit beasts were the three of Ling Yu, and the spirit beasts under them were Simba.

Originally, Simba was very resistant to Ling Yu riding on his back, and the three of them rode on his back together, which made Simba feel particularly faceless. He thinks that he is also a spirit beast that dominates one side, and now he is squeezed on the back by three people, which is too embarrassing. However, Ling Yu thought that it was particularly powerful to be able to ride on Simba, so under his soft grinding and hard bubbles, he finally persuaded Simba even on the condition of Heavenly Thunder and Dew.

And when Ling Yu and the four of them arrived at the foot of the green mountain, a taunt from behind them caused Ling Yu to frown slightly.

"Yo, isn't this Wu Dao, what's the matter? Ling Yu, that little evil beast was refined by the Brahma Illusion Realm, and you lost your master, so you found two new masters?" The voice of the speaker was sharp, and the words were full of thick sarcasm, which made people very uncomfortable.

Hearing the taunt, Ling Yu and the others frowned slightly, and turned their heads to look at the person who spoke. When Ling Yu saw the cultivator who was sarcastic, he snorted coldly in his heart and said to himself, "It's really a narrow road!"