At this time, Ling Yu also looked at the scattered cultivators downstairs and the dissatisfaction they showed, and there was a strange look in his eyes. Ling Yu knew that now everyone was pointing the finger at Cheng Xiang, but people were still afraid of the Holy Emperor in their hearts. And with the Holy Emperor's personality and the city, maybe he didn't want to take revenge on everyone as Cheng Xiang said. The current Holy Emperor must have hated Cheng Xiang to death in his heart, and he was looking for an opportunity to save his image! Now that they had just arrived in Huaxia, no matter how angry they were, they would not easily clash with others. In this way, it is Ling Yu's opportunity.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu said loudly to the room where the Holy Emperor was located: "I have long heard that the Holy Emperor is eloquent and strategic, and his status in the sea of stars is like the sky. And you are humble and benevolent, and you are broad-minded. In that case, you shouldn't snatch a Mengling Armor from a minor cultivator like me, right?"

Ling Yu's words were in the heart of the Holy Prince, and he also gave the other party enough steps to go down. At this time, the Holy Emperor was very embarrassed because of Cheng Xiang's compliments before, his purpose was to win over the forces of all parties, not to be annoyed and angry because of a few ridicules from others. At this time, what he wants to show is a broad-minded image of the prince of the Holy Domain, and he is by no means the narrow-minded person that Cheng Xiang said. And just when the Holy Emperor didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him, Ling Yu's words just gave the Holy Prince an excuse to get out. In any case, as long as you can change your impression in the minds of the forces of all sides, it will be worth it.

And Ling Yu's words were not only listened to by the other cultivators of Wanbao Tower, but Cheng Xiang also heard Ling Yu's words clearly. And Ling Yu's actions also made Cheng Xiang a little confused, he once sent someone to check Ling Yu's details, but because of Ji Luosheng's secret obstruction, Cheng Xiang did not find any valuable clues, and it can even be said that he didn't know anything about Ling Yu. At this time, Ling Yu's words were obviously showing favor to the Holy Prince, but in this way, Cheng Xiang's jealousy was aroused. In his opinion, Ling Yu was just a small cultivator who had an opportunity in his hands, how could he get close to the Holy Prince. For Cheng Xiang, Ling Yu's fate was his, and the Holy Prince could only be close to him. Now that Ling Yu wants to play a round for the Holy Prince, where will he stand? At this moment, Cheng Xiang looked at the box where Ling Yu was, and the murderous intent in his eyes flowed. He clenched his fists and thought about countermeasures, no matter what, he couldn't let the other party succeed.

So, Cheng Xiang once again exerted his cleverness and said in a deep voice to Ling Yu's box: "This fellow Daoist, it's a little disgraceful for you to do this, right? And are you looking down on the Holy Emperor by doing this? The Holy Realm has a profound heritage, and the Holy Emperor is a strong man who can discern pearls, how can you give up the competition for the Meng Ling Armor because of your feigned weakness? Moreover, if you want to compete with the Holy Emperor just because you are a minor cultivator with mediocre cultivation, it is a little too self-conscious and whimsical, right?"

Hearing Cheng Xiang speak again, the Holy Emperor's face turned green! He couldn't wait to take off his boots and stuff them into the other party's mouth, and then glue his mouth to it. How could an elder of the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion have such no bottom line? You are the organizer of this Yi Bao Conference, even if you want to be a licking dog, you have to divide the occasion, okay? In the heart of the Holy Prince, Cheng Xiang is already a fool who looks up to him. Even if he was courting himself, the Holy Emperor would never take such a person under his command. Cheng Xiang is a little clever, but his self-explanatory cleverness will be disgusting.

The Holy Emperor's face was gloomy, and he said in a cold voice: "Fellow Daoist Cheng Xiang, this is a discussion between me and him, it is not considered a violation of the rules of the Yibao Conference, right? Even if you are the host of the grand event, you have no right to interfere with the agreement between me and him." Therefore, I am willing to give up Meng Lingjia and give it to this friend. ”

In fact, the Holy Emperor did feel that the Mengling Armor was a little unusual before, but it was not because he knew the Chengtian Armor, but just because he felt that such a Mengling Armor had not been weathered by time after the wind and rain, and he felt very magical. Even if he couldn't pocket Meng Lingjia today, he wouldn't have too much to lose. On the contrary, it was Cheng Xiang's words that made the Holy Prince very uncomfortable. If he offended the powerful people of all directions because of a piece of armor that might be a little different, the Holy Emperor felt that the gains outweighed the losses, so he decided to give Meng Lingjia his hands to save some image for himself.

And the anger of the Holy Emperor was felt by Cheng Xiang, he smiled embarrassedly, and the words that he wanted to refute Ling Yu before were also swallowed back into his stomach. He lowered his arm curtly, blushed, and said softly: "Yes, yes, the Holy Emperor is reasonable, a piece of armor-piercing is really not worth exchanging for an elixir." ”

Seeing that Cheng Xiang didn't forget to mend the knife at the end of his life, the Holy Emperor didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore. He stepped to the window lattice and said aloud to the cultivators in the second room on the sixth floor, "This girl, although I don't participate in the exchange of Meng Lingjia, I will still give away the fifty immortal-level spirit pills as usual. ”

"Thank you for the great grace of the Holy Prince, and thank you for the kindness of Your Highness. Hearing the Holy Prince's words, the woman's voice of thanks came from the second box on the sixth floor. Her father failed to cross the tribulation, and although fifty immortal-rank spirit pills were worth a lot of money, they were far from enough to treat her father's Dao injuries.

Seeing that the Holy Emperor had decided to withdraw, Ling Yu was secretly happy in his heart. He pondered for a moment and said to the Holy Prince: "Thank you for the magnanimity of the Holy Emperor and the forbearance of love. But I'm not a villain who is greedy for cheapness, so let's do it, in addition to the thirty immortal-level elixirs I promised before, I will give you an ice chalcedony jade dew pill. The Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill was a healing elixir, and it should be helpful to the girl's father. "Ling Yu did this to give the Holy Emperor enough face, and he no longer felt uneasy when he got the Chengtian Armor. The Chengtian Armor was originally one of the top ten artifacts of Chaos, and if he only exchanged thirty elixirs for it, Ling Yu always felt that it was a little inappropriate. Although the Yibao Conference was such a rule, Ling Yu still felt ashamed of it. The other party was a weak woman who was eager to heal her father's injuries, and her thirty spirit pills in exchange for Chengtian armor were indeed a big advantage. Therefore, Ling Yu decided to give the Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill to that girl as well.

Hearing Ling Yu's words, there was an uproar in Wanbao Tower.

"What? I heard you right, did I? Ice Chalcedony Jade Dew Pill? That's the Heavenly Tribulation Elixir!"

"Yes, people like us, not to mention that they have taken it, they have never seen it!"

"I'll just say it, that kid is stupid and has a lot of money, and he cried directly when he was brought to the rain by a little girl's pear blossoms. ”

"Hmph, I think this kid was fooled, and he exchanged a heaven-level spirit pill for a not uncommon Meng Ling Armor, which is really a tyrannical thing!"

"I'm telling you, if this person is lustful together, he is irrational!"

“......”

The sound of ridicule coming again made Ling Yu unbearable, he clenched his fists, snorted coldly through the aqua blue light curtain, and said in a deep voice to the cultivators in the Wanbao Tower: "Since you can participate in the Yi Bao Conference, it means that you are all the top forces in one side, but I don't understand why your hearts are so cold. If today were the time when your fathers were disheartened by the failure of the tragedy, would you still be so gloating? Now there is a layer of enchantment that can hide your true face, but it completely exposes your filthy heart. People, it's not a fault to be kind, it's the biggest resentment to fall into the well. You can be alone, but don't take advantage of others. Just imagine, if we all face each other with our true faces today, will you still speak viciously? On weekdays, you are sanctimonious, but when you are covered up in the true face, you will be a thief and a prostitute. I can't believe that those foul words are coming out of your mouths. When you speak ill of a woman who is bent on saving your father, you really don't have any shame? Do you really take it for granted? Can you really satisfy your perverted pleasure? Hmph, it's really sad!"

Ling Yu's words were merciless, and every word was like a knife, blushing the cultivator who had spoken out about bullying the woman before. And the woman standing in the second room on the sixth floor, after hearing Ling Yu angrily scolding everyone, crouched in front of the desk, buried her head in her arms, and her shoulders shook violently, which was distressing.

As for the Holy Prince, he watched everything that happened in the Wanbao Tower with a cold eye and was silent. The reason why the Holy Emperor gave fifty immortal-rank elixirs to that woman was not because he had good intentions, but because he wanted to use this reason to save his image. As for the life or death of the woman's father, he didn't care at all.

After hearing Ling Yu's angry rebuke, the cultivators in the Wanbao Building really fell silent. Even if some people want to refute it, they can't find the slightest excuse to give up. While everyone was silent, two forces looked at the box where Ling Yu was with interest and whispered.

One of the forces is the cultivator standing in the last room on the ninth floor of the Wanbao Tower, that is, the Pavilion Master of the Human Psychic Pavilion and Ji Luosheng. The master of the Tongling Pavilion stroked his white beard in his hand, a trace of depth flashed in his eyes, his fingers tapped the tabletop, and asked Ji Luosheng behind him: "You say, this kid is Ling Yu? is the person who Mr. Li Bao is protecting? Interesting, in such an impetuous environment, there is still someone who can maintain a trace of clarity, it is worth us to win him over." By the way, I heard that Luo Yan and this kid have a good relationship, what is their relationship? Luo Yan is not a small girl, and it is time to think about lifelong events. ”

"Qiyu Pavilion Master, this person is indeed Ling Yu, although he has been appearing as Dusk Cloud Peak since he was freed from the Brahma Illusion Realm, but I sent a disciple of the Tongling Pavilion to check, there is no doubt that he is Ling Yu. As for Luo Yan, I don't know what the relationship between them is, I only know that they have a very good personal relationship. ”

Hearing Ji Luosheng's answer, the Psychic Pavilion Lord nodded lightly and said: "I have had a friendship with Lao Shui for hundreds of years, he has never asked me to do anything, and now he is threatening me with our friendship, it seems that I really can't let this kid have an accident!" You are coming from the lower realm of the Immortal Realm this time, your Pavilion Master and the Pavilion Master of our Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion should have some explanations, right?"

When the voice of the master of the Psychic Pavilion fell, the space behind him suddenly appeared like lines like water waves, and between the ripples of the water, a cultivator in a white silk robe gradually manifested in the box. This person is seven feet tall, over eighty years old, with white hair and fairy bones. He seemed to appear in the box out of thin air, very strange.

Moreover, this person's aura fluctuations were extremely weak, and if you didn't probe carefully, it would be difficult to find that this old man had a terrifying cultivation. Listening to the words of the master of the Psychic Pavilion, it seems that this old man is the nether immortal of the Immortal Realm Bliss Pavilion. The Pavilion of Paradise proved by killing, thinking that this Elder Wang must be a master of assassination. However, looking at Elder Wang's kind eyes, it was difficult to associate him with the Dark Slayer. Although the external publicity of this Yibao Conference was jointly organized by the Tongling Pavilion and the Bliss Pavilion, in the eyes of the world, it was the cultivators of the Tongling Pavilion who came out, but not the people of the Bliss Pavilion.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand that the Pavilion of Paradise does not like to deal with outsiders, they are the elves of the night, and they can only dance in corners that people's eyes can't reach. There are only two kinds of people who can meet them, the first is their employer, and the second is the dead who they assassinated!

"This Yi Bao Conference was Cheng Xiang who took the initiative to ask for the lower realm, and the reason for this, even if I don't say it, you should be able to guess that the pavilion master is here to avenge his grandson. Moreover, the master of the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion doesn't seem to care too much about Cheng Xiang, over the years, Cheng Xiang has done a lot of things that are sorry for the Psychic Pavilion, I think, whether he is alive or dead, the Immortal Realm Psychic Pavilion will not pursue it!" Elder Wang had a kind face, and he smiled at everyone. After hearing the inquiry of the Psychic Pavilion Master, he clenched his fists slightly to the Psychic Pavilion Master and said softly.

The other party noticed that there was only one person in Ling Yu's power, and that person was sitting in the scattered seats on the first floor, and it was the person who had ridiculed Cheng Xiang before. The man wore a large felt hat, and his eyes and nose were shrouded in the shadow of the felt hat, revealing only the slightly raised corners of his mouth. He licked his lips gently, looked at the box where Ling Yu stopped, and whispered to himself, "This Huaxia cultivator is not bad!"