"Uncle, then we might as well be respectful!" Ling Tian said with a smile.

Ling Tian knew from the old man's words that to enter Yunxi Village now, he had to have a drop of his own essence blood to enter. Since he promised the old man, he simply stopped being hypocritical.

What's more, the innkeeper promised to live for free, but he said it after something unpleasant happened to the three of them, and he didn't feel that the old guy was not kind.

After getting out of the pavilion, Liu Ye, the girl, turned out to be sisters with Tu Shuang, Ling Tian's eyes widened, a little incredible.

Do women develop friendships so quickly?

Surprise is surprise, this small episode, several people also like to hear it.

He also had an idea, that is, to let the old man send the Tushuang sister and brother to Yunxi Village together, which can be regarded as solving one of his current troubles.

The strength of the two is low, and it has become a burden to carry them around.

Cliff City, due to the riot of demon beasts, in addition to the local family forces, there are more people who have moved into the city, and the people on the street have been brought to the viewing platform, and there are not many people who can recognize Liu Laolai.

The five people who walked in a hurry didn't take long for Liu Lao to enter the upstairs of Cuixiang Pavilion.

Entering the pavilion, Ling Tian was a little unsure of tomorrow's Quenching Pill Workshop Dabi, and opened his mouth to ask.

From Liu Lao's words, Ling Tian knew that the Quenching Pill Workshop wanted to take the opportunity to recruit a group of disciples into it.

Disciples with great potential will also be sent to another region in the west, that is, the middle region of the west.

The cultivators there are not as declining as this extreme western land, and the cultivation holy land in the extreme western land becomes a heavenly sect, compared to the middle region, it can only be regarded as an ordinary sect family.

The other was that Ling Tian understood the current form more clearly, especially the places that were shrouded in the Blood Cloud Demon had turned into dust.

In the inference, Ling Tian had more understanding of the appearance of the Blood Cloud Demon in his mind, that is, where Qing'er's girl was, the Blood Cloud Demon seemed to follow.

If you wait for these sect families to react, it will be the calamity of the little girl.

The severity of the situation did not allow Ling Tian to think too much.

The pace of improving strength cannot be slowed down even the slightest.

"Old Liu, the second son of the Zhang family below is coming to you!" A henchman of Cuixiang Pavilion hurriedly went up to the pavilion and came to the front of several people.

"Is there something wrong?" Looking at his henchmen, Liu Lao said indifferently.

He has explained that he generally should not go to this pavilion easily, unless there is something important.

"He didn't say anything, he just said that he must see you! I can't stop you, so I'll come up and inform you!" the little guy said, his eyes indifferent.

"Uncle, I'll go down with you to take a look!" Noticing that the little guy's expression seemed to be a little hidden, Ling Tian stood up and spoke.

For Liu Lao, Ling Tian knew from the Illusory Imprint that it was the person who was waiting for him, so he didn't want anything to happen.

After all, this little guy is too calm, which is not a good thing.

Hearing this, Liu Lao nodded.

Immediately, the two followed the little maid downstairs.

"What are you doing with the old man?" went downstairs, and Liu Lao said sharply with a hint of displeasure.

Suddenly, seeing that this family member didn't say anything, he wanted to break into his own pavilion, but he simply didn't take himself seriously, and he was not polite.

On weekdays, he rarely interacts with the Zhang family.

"Old Liu, I heard that you came back with a few people just now, can you hand them over to my Zhang family?"

The young man in his twenties, about 1.8 meters tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a hideous scar on his face, a silver scimitar hanging from his waist, a loose aura, releasing coercion, it can be seen that this person's strength is not bad.

"Zhang family boy, you have a long ability, how did your grandfather teach you to treat your elders?" Seeing that the person who came first broke into his own pavilion, and now he is so aggressive, in front of outsiders, Liu Lao is an impatient.

"Old Liu, my grandfather taught me how to be a person, and it's not your turn to take care of it, I'm just here to ask you for a few people, what's the problem?" The young man was proud, and his tone was still domineering.

"Yes, the old man brought a few people back, your Zhang family said that they would pay it if they wanted to, would it be too lenient. What a wild boy who is neither big nor small, when Lao Tzu became famous, you were fucking nursing in swaddling clothes!

The more Liu Lao talked, the more energetic he became, just like protecting his granddaughter, he immediately blew his nose and stared, too lazy to pay attention to the second son of the Zhang family.

"You...... Old fellow, I talk to you like this, it is considered to give you face, for the sake of you being a senior, I will not bother with you, hurry up and hand over someone, don't feel uncomfortable!"

"Bah, get out of here!" Liu Lao waved his hand in disgust with a gesture with a look on his face.

"Looking for death, since you want to rely on the old man to sell, then it's no wonder that I, Zhang Shigui!"

As he spoke, the silver scimitar in the young man's hand slashed towards Liu Lao.

Although Liu Lao looked like an ordinary person, Ling Tian knew his strength, not to mention that the person named Zhang Shigui was so arrogant just now.

Standing aside, quietly looking at the guy who had no one in his eyes.

Sure enough, when the silver scimitar in his hand was three feet away from Liu Lao, a gang wind blocked Liu Lao's body.

Liu Lao didn't make any moves, and when the scimitar listened, with a slight wave of his hand, Zhang Shigui rolled out of Cuixiang Pavilion.

This moment is a matter of breathing.

Zhang Shigui, who got out, looked at him in disbelief and rolled out in embarrassment with only one hand.

Ling Tian, who was standing on the side, noticed that after Liu Lao waved his hand, a trace of pale color appeared on his thin face.

The breath is extremely unstable.

Internal!

This was Ling Tian's first reaction, and Liu Lao had a secret anxiety.

With a flicker of his figure, Ling Tian rushed over directly, supporting Liu Lao, and the aura of a white lotus flower in the dantian slowly entered Liu Lao's body.

"You can see it!" Liu Lao looked at Ling Tian gratefully and said with a smile.

"Uncle, don't speak!" After three or five breaths, Ling Tian withdrew the hand that was on Liu Lao's back.

At this time, Zhang Shigui, who got out, was scared and stood at the door of Cuixiang Pavilion.

Outside the door, the crowd was already coming up at the moment when Zhang Shigui rolled out, and they didn't know what was going on?

"Old guy, I didn't expect your injuries to heal!" Zhang Shigui seemed to think of something, although he got out in embarrassment just now, but there was no substantial damage, and he felt the shortcomings of Liu Lao's strength.

At this time, he looked at Liu Lao in the room with a hideous face.

"Hmm!" Suddenly, Ling Tian felt an alarm in his heart, and a chill rose behind him.

I was enveloped by a hint of danger.

Under careful induction, this aura turned out to be locked on Liu Lao's body.

Gently retreating Liu Lao, Ling Tian hung upside down and greeted him with a punch.

Crunch!

A white palm was facing him, and a crack came from the white palm.

Immediately after, a scream rang out.

"The third layer of the Xuanyun Realm!" After fixing his figure, Ling Tian looked at the people on the ground angrily.

This person is none other than the little guy who went up to the pavilion to inform him just now.

On the side, Liu Lao, who reacted, looked at the little guy on the ground in disbelief, and wanted to sneak attack him.

Furious.

It's just that the strength of resisting Zhang Shigui's knife just now has already affected the internal injuries left by him for many years.

"Uncle, this guy didn't have a good heart, but he also lost the power to act!"

With that punch against himself, Ling Tian knew how strong his combat power was.

"Thank you!" Liu Lao said with a fist in return.

"Uncle, you stand aside first, I want to see how powerful this so-called family son is!"

Ling Tian looked at Zhang Shigui, who was about to move, and said coldly.

His punch just now was all brute force, and Zhang Shigui didn't see his strength.

But a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he didn't pay attention to it, although he destroyed his family's chess pieces with one punch.

His expression was unwavering.

Chess pieces are dispensable to him, not to mention the waste that can't be caught with a punch can be discarded at any time.

"Boy, you're rampant!" Hearing Ling Tian's words, Zhang Shigui sneered: "Don't be ignorant, just let you go to my Zhang family! You'd better get out of the way, lest you make a mistake!"

"Little brother, this rampant and arrogant capital has reached the middle stage of the Tianyun Realm, you have to pay attention!" Liu Lao, who was angry on the side, reminded.

Looking at his henchmen on the ground, following him for ten years, betraying himself like this without warning, I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart.

"The fifth layer of the Tianyun Realm?" Hearing this, the corners of Ling Tian's mouth twitched.

"Old fellow, master, I am now the sixth layer of the Tianyun Realm!" Looking at Ling Tian with disdain, Zhang Shigui spoke.

"Really?" For such an unreasonable and arrogant person, Ling Tian said, without the slightest hesitation, and walked in front of Zhang Shigui.

I don't know when there was a pitch-black sword in his hand.

It emits an extremely terrifying black gas.

Since the old ghost of the dust whisked the dust absorbed the essence of the little devil, the Moon Yin Sword has risen to a higher level.

It couldn't be more suitable to deal with Zhang Shigui in front of him.

Although it is not as freewheeling as 'Nian', it is just that the spirituality of 'Nian' is not enough.

The Moon Yin Sword was manipulated by the old ghost, coupled with his super combat strength, in Ling Tian's mind, beating a person who was five layers higher than him was like playing.

Seeing that Ling Tian dared to take the initiative to attack himself.

Zhang Shigui seemed to slowly raise the silver scimitar in his hand and slashed towards Ling Tian's pitch-black hilt.

Clang!

The sound of the delivery dispute was heard, and each took three steps back.

Ling Tian just felt a little numb in the tiger's mouth, and secretly became vigilant.

Zhang Shigui was no better, and the sneer on his face froze instantly.

"Okay, there is a spirit-level weapon, now it can be confirmed, even if you don't go to my Zhang family, you can't help it!" Zhang Shigui's hideous scar face can be described as hateful.

"You think your Zhang family is amazing, don't you, if you want me to go with you, you have to go!" Ling Tian also smiled.

Every time I go to the city, I always meet people who like to pretend to be thirteen, anyway, there are many troubles.

In an instant, a dark lotus flower condensed, and Ling Tian's figure swept out towards the gate of the Cuixiang Pavilion.

Knowing Ling Tian's intentions, Zhang Shigui was not slow, and his figure swept out.

Encountering a strong opponent, like himself, with a spirit-level weapon, this simply made him very excited.

He secretly thought about his dream, and on the way to his family, he first collected this spirit-level weapon.

This is a spirit-level weapon that can merge with one's own soul. It was more than a notch better than the silver scimitar that he could only hang around his waist. (To be continued.) )