The next morning he got up, to be exact, he hadn't slept all night. It definitely won't work to respond to all changes with the same, and it's okay to be obscene if you don't have to.

The bowl spirit is going to go to the vulture sea immediately, and ask about the "evil god" sword, if there is a 1 in 10,000 chance, he intends to agree to whatever conditions the other party proposes, and the troubles will be solved after all.

But when the bowl spirit asked the three service personnel, he learned that the vulture sea had already left the Fuyuan Holy Land.

"And who's in charge here now?"

"The patriarch is not here, of course the young lady is in charge!" the service staff said strangely.

The bowl spirit was speechless, he just offended this Lingmu lady yesterday, and today he has to beg someone, this is really nothing to do!

After the bowl spirit asked the spirit to live on the fifth floor, he left. Of course, he didn't go to look for Lingmu, but wandered around the streets of Huiyuan City, constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

Wan Ling didn't even know where he went, he only felt that the sky was getting dark, so he returned to the Yuan Business Academy.

This day bowl spirit was not without gain, and after many inquiries, he accidentally learned the identity of the big man.

The name of the Han is Gangqiang, and the god-level is a heavy cultivator, and he belongs to the cultivator of the Broken Mountain Gate, and it seems that his status is not low. The Broken Mountain Gate belongs to a local sect in the Fuyuan Holy Land, and its strength is not top-notch, but it is also quite strong.

The Broken Mountain Sect is good at the cultivation of the divine body, and the disciples in the sect are generally strong in flesh, and they can even be compared to some beast clans.

Gangqiang also participated in this divine war, although he did not enter the final battle, but I heard that the ranking obtained was also quite good, and he had been listed as the first disciple of the Broken Mountain Sect, if it was not for the young bone age, he could even be included in the position of elder.

At this moment, Gangqiang's reputation in the sect is unprecedentedly high, and he himself is naturally vain, and he has caused trouble in and around the Fuyuan Holy Land several times, but now it has converged a lot.

Steel is strong, this person is competitive, but he is a thief, he belongs to the kind of person who is cheap and has flaws, and he is not a bad person in general. But if anyone takes advantage of him, he must be remembered, and sooner or later this advantage will be recovered.

In view of this situation, Wan Ling had a hunch that this trip to Fengxiang Pavilion would be more auspicious, but after all, there was a small grudge between him and Gangqiang, and for the sake of the face of the Spirit Clan, he should not be too embarrassed by himself.

Another piece of news that the bowl spirit detective heard was about the Immortal Fu Sect, but this news was a little too speechless.

The Immortal Fu Sect belongs to the forces of the human race, and it is among the best in the Middle Saturn Realm, but it is not in the Fuyuan Holy Land, on the contrary, it is 108,000 miles away from here. If you use an analogy, there are two positions, one in the south and one in the north, which are completely two extremes.

"What did He Zhongtang bring me here for? Is it to let me participate in the Divine War? Is this possible?"

Fortunately, He Zhongtang has returned to dust, and the earth has returned to the earth, otherwise with the current situation of the bowl spirit, he must be questioned in person. I'm afraid that if he rushes directly to the Immortal Fu Sect, he won't have so many worries.

After returning to the Arrival Source Business Courtyard, Wan Ling went directly into his room. I'm going to Fengxiang Pavilion tomorrow to make an appointment, and I haven't figured out a way to worry about it. What if I can't come back from this trip to Fengxiang Pavilion?

Thinking of this, Wan Ling still felt that she should ask Lingmu, whether she wanted to see herself or not, and she had never settled down if she didn't make it clear about her psychology.

So the bowl spirit rushed straight to the fifth floor of the Yuan Shang Courtyard, but just arrived here, he was facing the spirit eyes that came out. Her outfit hasn't changed much, except that the ribbon around her waist has changed color, as if she is going out.

The bowl spirit stopped her with a big move, but when the spirit really stopped, the bowl spirit didn't know where to start.

"Uh, this... You're going out?"

Lingmu didn't speak, didn't even look at him.

"Uh, where are you going?"

"Will you use me to accompany you?"

"Well, I'm here to ask about that sword, you know. ”

"Well, the sword that was redeemed with Buzhu. ”

"How many soul stones are there to Xiu Guangtao? You name it, I'll see if I have enough here. ”

Lingmu never spoke, which made the bowl spirit a little anxious. In desperation, the bowl spirit took out the white ribbon of the spirit and shook it in front of her eyes.

"You've got to make it up to me, because I didn't get a good night's sleep last night!"

"Look, my dark circles are so big, you can look at them, these are really dark circles!" Wan Ling flipped his eyelids vigorously, but Lingmu was unmoved.

The bowl spirit was so anxious that he almost cried.

"Sister Ling, Sister Mu, Grandma Ling, Grandma Mu, can you say something? Or you burp or fart or something, so let me know that you are listening to me!"

Lingmu smiled, this time finally had a reaction.

The bowl spirit looked at the spirit in disbelief, thinking that the reaction just now was just an illusion.

"Good grandson, what is the matter with grandma?" Lingmu surprisingly took the initiative to speak this time.

"Ah, it's the sword, the sword that you want to exchange for the beads!" the bowl spirit hurriedly described.

"Oh, I see. After Lingmu finished speaking, he bypassed the bowl spirit and continued to walk forward.

Wan Ling was stunned for a long time and didn't come back to his senses: "Got it, what is the use of knowing it?"

When the bowl spirit turned around, he found that the spirit had already walked away, and hurriedly followed, stopping in front of the other party again.

"Uh, grandma, look at this, isn't it ......?"

"The Evil God Sword has been sent back to the Evil Sword Sect yesterday, good grandson, is there anything else?"

The bowl spirit was stunned again, such an unexpected surprise made him stunned for a much longer time than before, and when he reacted again, the spirit eyes had already walked far away.

"Didn't you send it back yesterday just now to take advantage of me?"

When the bowl spirit stopped in front of the spirit eye for the third time, her expression was already slightly impatient, but the bowl spirit didn't care at all.

"Sister, I think you still look better with a white ribbon. The title of Lingzhi has quietly fallen from grandma to sister, Wan Ling shook the ribbon in his hand and said triumphantly.

But with a cold snort from Lingmu, the ribbon in the bowl spirit's hand had turned into powder and slowly drifted away.

"If you dare to stop me again, I will ...... you"

Before Lingmu finished speaking, the bowl spirit had already taken the lead in escaping.

Looking at the embarrassed back of the bowl spirit, the spirit eyes laughed again, but the smile had just been generated, and it instantly froze, because she received a message from the bowl spirit.

"Sister, what did you do after you untied the ribbon in my room last night?

"Look for death!" Lingmu became more and more ashamed, but at this time, there was still a figure of the bowl spirit.