The mood of the bowl spirit was very comfortable, unprecedented and comfortable, even surpassing the feeling brought by the breakthrough of cultivation.

Xiu Guangtao's matter has finally been settled, if it weren't for the fact that he didn't know where he was hiding now to recuperate from his injuries, Wan Ling hated to go and share this news with him now.

But then Wan Ling realized that this move of the Yuan Shang Yuan was not to repay his star soul, should he leave? But since Lingmu didn't mention it, he naturally chose to pretend to be stupid.

Then the bowl spirit took out the clothes that Lingmu gave him, but he didn't see the reason for fiddling with it for a long time.

It was a set of white clothes, with gold trim, and there was no pattern on it, and as for the material, the bowl spirit was not visible.

Lingmu will naturally not be untargeted, and he will give himself clothes to wear when he has nothing to do, presumably this clothes are not ordinary.

As a result, Wan Ling felt more and more that he might not have much time to stay here.

The bowl spirit put on his clothes, and felt that the five elements around him had indeed become active, and they kept circling around his body, exactly the same scene he had seen when he saw the Vulture Sea.

After passing through the clothes on his body, the five elements absorbed by the bowl spirit seemed to be more thorough, and his external sense was also strengthened, which was really a good thing.

Wan Ling looked at his cheap mirror repeatedly, and posed a few times, except for the scars on his face that were still eyesore, the whole person was already in a lot of energy, but Wan Ling still felt that something was missing from this dress.

An unintentional thought entered the bowl spirit's mind, and the bowl spirit suddenly became excited, and then he realized that he had misunderstood the spirit eye.

"It turns out that the white ribbon is on my outfit!" Wan Ling looked at himself in the mirror dumbfounded, feeling a little resentful.

Then the bowl spirit reined in his mind and slowly entered the state of cultivation, although it was only one night, but it was the first time in his life to cultivate, with this mysterious set of clothes, it felt pretty good.

It happened to be the morning of the next day when the bowl spirit withdrew from the cultivation state, and even he didn't know why he had grasped the time so accurately.

Bowl Spirit pondered his current situation repeatedly.

Xiu Guangtao's matter is over, and he only needs to be notified in a few days. I still have a qualification token to watch the god war in my hand, and it will probably take more than ten days to start, but I don't know the specific location, if I really want to go, I need to prepare in advance.

The debt owed to him by the Yuanyuan Commercial Institute should be paid off, and now only today's trip to Fengxiang Pavilion remains, and Huiyuan City will have nothing to do with him from now on.

Wan Ling thought about it, but still felt that instead of letting the Yuanyuan Business Institute drive him away, it would be better to take the initiative himself, which would be more decent. So the bowl spirit came to the fifth layer, intending to say goodbye to the spirit eye.

The fifth-floor bowl spirit has been here, but they all stop in the corridor outside, and this time, there is no one here, it is empty.

There were no other rooms on either side of the corridor, but there were portraits of many monks, men and women, young and old.

The bowl spirit didn't know these cultivators, and guessed that it might be a more outstanding figure in the spirit clan. But they all have a common characteristic, that is, the eyes are mixed, as if mixed with many elements of the five elements, very similar to the eyes of the spiritual eye.

The bowl spirit suddenly remembered the accident when he first met the spirit eye, and there is still no reasonable explanation.

"Lingmu, the eye is the eye, will there be any deeper meaning to this name?"

The last portrait is more peculiar, the figure on it has no body, only a blank face, which seems to have not been finished yet, waiting for posterity to fill in the facial features.

How does the bowl spirit look at this face, how does he feel that its outline is very similar to the spirit eye, I don't know if it is an illusion.

At the gate at the end of the corridor, the bowl spirit stood here and no one answered even a few calls, guessing that the spirit eye might not be there.

Just as he was about to leave, the door opened unexpectedly, and then a white ribbon flew out of it, and it fell into the hand of the bowl spirit, and the door slowly closed without any sound.

The bowl spirit could feel that the spirit was not inside, and there was no one else inside, as if the ribbon had opened the door by itself.

I looked at the ribbon in my hand repeatedly, and it was just one with my clothes, which should have been prepared in advance.

Wan Ling didn't expect Lingmu to be so thoughtful, and even prepared the spare ribbon, and even estimated that he would come to her, and secretly sighed at the magic of the Five Elements Heaven. But these are still too far away from this ignorant cultivator, and it is time to leave.

"Hopefully we'll meet again. ”

The bowl spirit whispered, and then left the door.

When passing by that special portrait, Wan Lingfu used his own vitality to simply depict a pair of eyes on it. The eyes were clear and bright, and they were so beautiful that they disappeared in less than a moment.

The bowl spirit knew that this was because of himself, how many times he had tried, but the vitality released could not be condensed, even if there was more, it would not be long before it would automatically disperse.

After Wan Ling left the Arrival Source Business Academy, he learned the location of Fengxiang Pavilion after many inquiries. It wasn't too close, and the bowl spirit was hesitant, so he didn't arrive until two hours later.

Fengxiang Pavilion is also a restaurant, but this scale is far larger than the one he went to last time. Wan Ling even thinks that the restaurants in the entire Huiyuan City are probably only the most high-grade.

When he tried to ask the bartender if he was strong, the bartender had a strange expression and immediately led the bowl spirit to a private room. And what's even stranger is that the bartender of Fengxiang Pavilion is also a mortal.

Wan Ling took a deep breath, and before he could knock on the door, there was already a sound inside.

"Come in. "It's the voice of the strong steel.

Bowl Spirit was helpless and stepped in.

There is only one person in the private room, and as soon as he enters the door, Gangqiang keeps looking at the bowl spirit.

"You're still keeping your promise, I'm satisfied. ”

"Well, the seniors are invited, and the juniors should come. ”

Gangqiang's expression softened a lot, and then said, "I didn't expect you to get the favor of the Spirit Clan, they are generally very resistant to foreign races, how did you do it?"

"Well, luck. ”

"Luck?" the corners of Gangqiang's mouth twitched, obviously not believing, but he didn't dig too deep.

"You should know why I'm looking for you, I don't want to talk about the city gate last time, why you are a ghost, who instructed you, I don't want to ask. But well......"

"If the seniors have something to do, the younger generations should serve themselves. ”

Gang Qiang showed a satisfied expression: "As long as you help me do three things, the previous things will be written off." ”

"Three things, will there be more?" said Wan Ling with a bitter face.

"How can it be more?" Gang Qiang glared, and then his face softened again: "As long as you help me do it, I will not only forgive you, but also accept you as a junior brother, and no one will dare to bully you in this Fuyuan Holy Land in the future." ”

Wan Ling looked at the other party's sworn expression, and was very skeptical that once something happened, he would not become the first victim.