After saying this, Ling Xiaoye also set off and took the lead to fly to the entrance of the Underworld.

    During this period, he also contacted Ji Ling Ruochen and talked about the relevant things related to the disciples of Qinglanmen coming here to cultivate in the future.

     Ling Ruochen replied:

    "In principle, as long as the new owner wants it, you can come and go as you like. However, this treasure hall also needs time to recover, and my personal advice is to let a small number of people come in, and don't flood too many people at once. Some time ago, many warrior monks came to the Treasure Hall and had already swept away some of the things in the area. ”

    After hearing this, Ling Xiaoye also felt that it made sense, so he said: "That's it, in the future, only those who carry the Qinglanmen token can enter." Moreover, without my orders, they could only cultivate in the Underworld Realm. ”

    "Okay, that's it. ”

    "Then there is Master Lao Ruochen." ”

    "The new owner, you have the final say. ”

    "Okay, then help teleport!"

    “......”

    Device Ling Ruochen was speechless, but although he didn't answer, he still did what Ling Xiaoye said, and sent the people of Qinglan Sect who came out of the Underworld Realm to the entrance of the Treasure Hall in batches.

    This instrument spirit also specially instructed Ling Xiaoye: "New master, remember, the power of this treasure hall is weakening day by day. And I, the machine spirit, can't do anything. Therefore, it is important to bring the treasure hall to its original owner within two hundred years and restore it again, otherwise after this time, the treasure hall will become ownerless, and you can imagine the consequences......"

    Ling Xiaoye fell into a moment of contemplation after hearing this.

    Two hundred years, neither long nor short.

    But he himself wasn't sure how far he would cultivate after two hundred years, and whether he would be able to take the Treasure Hall away.

    After all, this treasure hall, according to what the Instrument Spirit Ruochen said, no one in the Falling Moon Continent can control it for the time being. But who's to say for sure, two hundred years from now?

    Of course, Ling Xiaoye will definitely return to this place after a hundred years and find the Purple Cloud Marten and the Stone Man.

    In the Realm of the Underworld here, there is an agreement between the Ancient Pupil and the Purple Cloud Marten, so he has to return here.

    After thinking for a while, Ling Xiaoye secretly made up his mind to improve his cultivation as soon as possible so that he could return here as soon as possible.

    "Two hundred years is enough, you can rest assured!"

    Ling Xiaoye had just transmitted the sound to the machine spirit Ruochen, and then he was teleported to the entrance of the Treasure Hall.

    When Ling Xiaoye saw that he was at the entrance, he asked Guo Mingxin to count the number of people, and after confirming that everyone had arrived, he ordered to rush back to Qinglan Gate.

     came out of the light film at the entrance of the Treasure Hall, and the people of Qinglanmen walked quickly through the winding passage, and it took half an hour to reach the outside.

    On top of the Beilong Mountains, snow is drifting and the weather is getting colder.

     But Ling Xiaoye breathed in the fresh air outside, and couldn't help but be happy: "It's finally out." ”

    After finishing speaking, he took out the small Flying Treasure Ship and recited the control mantra to make this thing bigger.

    After a while, the disciples all got on the treasure ship, and Ling Xiaoye came to the small house and personally manipulated the flying treasure to get up.

    He injected the True Yuan, and a thin layer of True Yuan appeared in front of the treasure ship, blocking the strong wind during the flight, and then began to fly towards the west, flying quickly.

     The Flying Treasure Ship was under Ling Xiaoye's powerful True Yuan, and its speed was comparable to that of the late stage of the Illusory God Realm.

    Originally, it took them at least two or three hours to come to the Beilong Mountain Range, but now they got on the flying treasure ship, and it only took less than half an hour to see the outline of the peak where Qinglan Gate was located.

    The disciple on the boat said happily:

    " is finally back. ”

    "Well, it's so fast, I can't believe it. ”

    "This thing is good!"

    ......

    After more than a dozen breaths, the Flying Treasure Ship had already come to the top of the Qinglan Gate.

    Some disciples, looking down, shouted loudly:

    "Wow, our sect seems to have gotten bigger!"

     "yes, why didn't you see each other for a month, and it became like this?"

    "Something is wrong, why is there a lot of martial arts monks near our sect?"

    "This has to be told to the boss!"

    "What are you afraid of, now our cultivation is not as bad as it was a month ago......

    The disciples chattered and discussed, which made several elders look solemn.

    "Fourth, these breaths, I'm afraid it's not simple. ”

    The Third Elder said in a low voice.

    The fourth elder Bai was restless, glanced at Elder Yu, and said, "Elder Yu, have you felt a few familiar breaths?"

     "Well, I can't tell, but I can still tell a few, there must be people from Tianyi Pavilion in it, and we know each other." ”

    Zhuang Meng and Tang Yuan, because they had just come to Qinglanmen, didn't know too much about Qinglanmen's past, so they were just on the sidelines and occasionally interjected:

    "Why don't we go check it out?"

    "Or, the little woman pretends to be an outsider, blends in, and asks for news?"

    "Don't mess around, there are so many breaths, even the old man can't be sure, don't be impulsive." ”

     Yu Lao stopped.

    The Flying Treasure Ship slowed down and soon stopped.

    At this time, Ling Xiaoye walked out of the small house, stood on the deck of the ship, his face was calm, and said to everyone: "There are a total of three hundred and fifty-six breaths, of which there are three breaths, and the cultivation is above the Lingming Mirror. For the rest, nothing to worry about. ”

    "This ......"

    "Three Mirrors!"

    "Could it be the helpers invited by the previous families?"

    Several of the three elders were still discussing with solemn expressions.

    "Hey, don't be afraid. Ling Xiaoye laughed, last time he even defeated Han Fengfeng, the master of the Han family, could he still be afraid of these three Lingming Mirrors: "Now that there is no distinction between the enemy and me, the situation is still clear, you are here first, protect the disciples, and other matters will be handled by me, the head of the family, personally." ”

     After saying that, Ling Xiaoye jumped forward, his body was like an arrow from the string, and he disappeared into the boat in an instant, flying dozens of feet away.

    He floated in mid-air and began to shout:

    "Qinglanmen suddenly came to so many distinguished guests, and it was a long way to welcome them. In Xia Ling Xiaoye, he is the acting head of Qinglan Sect, and I invite these distinguished guests to show up and meet each other!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, there were hundreds of breaths, approaching rapidly, and in just a dozen breaths, there were martial artists who were pressed and overwhelmed, and they came to a few feet in front of Ling Xiaoye and stopped.

    These martial artists all stared at Ling Xiaoye with very strange eyes.

    Some martial artists even took out their portraits and compared them to Ling Xiaoye, and kept looking.

    "Is that him?"

    "It should be!"

    These warriors let out a whisper.

    At this moment, a voice resounded through the peaks of Qinglanmen Mountain, buzzing:

    "You are the head of that Qinglan Sect?"