When Yang Ling appeared, the little beast stood up with a swish, its scales and armor were dark, its eyes were white, its eyes were white, and its back was hunched and its teeth were grinning.

"This is the little cub of that fire-eyed white-hoofed giant beast, right?" Yang Ling thought of the fire-eyed white-hoofed giant beast that was competing for the Heavenly Heart Grass.

And the bare-hearted child giggled when he saw Yang Ling, and wiped the mud in his hand from the little beast's mouth.

The little beast licked the mud very cooperatively, and then arched the child with its head, and the child was unsteady on his feet, and sat on the ground.

"Wang Gou, come here!" Yang Ling knew at a glance that this little boy was the purpose of his trip out of the village.

Wang Gou heard someone calling for himself and staggered over.

But the little desolate beast was not happy, and stamped on the ground with all four hooves, jumping Gao'er and roaring at Yang Ling, and there was a flame spewing out of his mouth, and even the dark scale armor had a faint flame attached to it.

"What are you howling about robbing someone else's child?" Yang Ling was very dissatisfied, and threw a stone at the little desolate beast.

The little desolate beast was startled by the flying stones, and hid in the corner with a whimper, completely devoid of the majesty of the moment just now.

This made Yang Ling laugh, and then he teased this stupid little wild beast a few times, looking at its tearful appearance, Yang Ling called it funny.

"It's really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there!" Looking at the glucking king dog beside him, Yang Ling had to sigh.

It is said that no coincidence is not a book, fate is sometimes so wonderful, Yang Ling doesn't know why this little beast plundered Wang Gou, and he doesn't know why Wang Gou is still alive happily, but some things don't need to be known so clearly, as long as the result is good.

Maybe this little beast is just a moment of playfulness, and I have to say that Wang Gou's life is good, if it is plundered by other beasts, it may be a meal in the belly now.

Yang Ling found a large number of Tianxin grass and some beast corpses in the cave behind the little desolate beast, as well as many fruits.

Then he grabbed a lot of Tianxin grass and took it with him in the low roar of the little desolate beast, and then left satisfied.

In fact, Yang Ling felt that the little desolate beast had some ability, and he really wanted to take it away, and it would be a big help after domestication, but he finally dispelled this idea.

Because he himself has no fixed place, and he is also afraid of the great fiery white-hoofed beast seeking revenge.

Until he left a long distance, the enduring howl of the little desolate beast echoed in his ears, like a child crying, and the more he listened, the more sad it became.

"Is it the Yuanling bloodline, maybe it's just a different name. "Yang Ling sat on the edge of the island and remembered the person who plotted against him, and the other party had mentioned 'Tianman True Blood' before he died.

Then he took out the jade box, the fiery red fruit in the jade box was still so fragrant, he couldn't help but scrape off a trace of flesh from it and put it in his mouth.

The flesh melted in his mouth, and then a stream of heat surged in his body, and Yang Ling felt that his internal force was deriving and gradually becoming stronger.

"This fruit has such a miraculous effect, it can derive internal force, and with it, I can continuously urge the Vajra Method and the Qingyin Jue!"

He was very satisfied, his heart blossomed, and he carefully put away the jade box.

"Why didn't the person who plotted against me use this fruit to recover?" Yang Ling had a question in his heart, "Maybe he was too seriously injured, and this fruit didn't work for him, right?"

Then he took out the booklet called 'Burning Sun Chapter'.

This is a cultivation method, but after reading through it, Yang Ling found that it was not suitable for him, because it was created specifically for the body of the supreme yang, and it was not a martial artist's cultivation method.

But when he memorized this mental method in his mind, a change occurred, and in his purple mansion, the golden light that had been motionless trembled unprecedentedly.

Yang Ling found that he had produced pictures in his mind, and these pictures clearly and intuitively interpreted the cultivation method of the 'Burning Sun Chapter'.

I saw that these pictures were attached to the golden points of light in the Purple Mansion, and the golden points of light were churning up and down, and they were brighter than before.

When these pictures were completely integrated into the golden point of light, some pictures and information were fed back from the golden point of light and poured into Yang Ling's mind.

"The Southern Candle Heart Sutra is actually another set of recipes! Just like when he received the Qingyin Jue and the Vajra Method, this Southern Candle Heart Sutra turned into countless pictures passing through his mind one by one, as if imprinted in his mind, and each picture clearly interpreted this set of mental methods.

"What kind of mental method is this, if you cultivate according to the method in the picture, a kind of 'pill' will be produced in your body, this pill can evolve infinitely, and what will it change into in the end?" This kind of cultivation system was completely beyond his comprehension, and it was completely different from the cultivation method of spiritual cultivators.

He sat cross-legged and cultivated according to the method of the Southern Candle Heart Sutra, at first he didn't feel any difference, but he didn't give up, and after two hours, he felt his body lightly plump, and his whole body was indescribably comfortable.

There were still no major changes, but it was enough to make him happy.

"Could it be that this golden point of light is to strengthen oneself by absorbing the secret of the mental method, and then feedback the secret of the mental method?" he thought to himself, and decided to try again in the future.

Practicing a thing is not something that happens overnight, it requires perseverance, and he is full of curiosity and expectation for the Southern Candle Heart Sutra, which is a common sense of mind.

In this way, he sat on the island, waiting for the boat, while practicing the Southern Candle Heart Sutra.

Wang Gou's little guy is also well-behaved, except for eating, sleeping and sleeping, he plays by Yang Ling's side the rest of the time, entertaining himself and is very focused.

Finally, two days later, the boat broke through the fog and came slowly.

Although Yang Ling was full of curiosity about the boat, he didn't have the heart to study it.

Because he was always faintly uneasy in his heart these days, he felt that something had happened, which might be related to He Shengnu, and at this time he just wanted to return to Qingyang Village immediately.

The surface of the lake was still so cold, and Wang Gou was trembling, but fortunately Yang Ling was protecting him.

It wasn't until he left the boat and the lake that Yang Ling's heart was steady, and he hurriedly left this dangerous place and headed towards Qingyang Village.

At this moment, outside Qingyang Village, there has been a person waiting, it is Wang Hu.

He was stiff, panting, pacing back and forth, looking very anxious and uneasy.

"Young Master Yang, hurry back and take it back, your sister is going to be captured by the people of Black Cliff!" he kept chattering.

It was late at night, and the roars of wild beasts continued to come from distant places, echoing across the barren plains.

Wang Hu's face was full of sadness, their family had been secretly waiting here for two days, but they still didn't see Yang Ling.

"Father, go back, Yang Gongzi is afraid that he will not be able to come back in distress, we can't stand their brother and sister, so I will go to the steward in the village to intercede, and let them say a few kind words to the people of Black Cliff, hoping to let go of the saint's girl. Wang Hu's son stood behind him and whispered.

Wang Hu sighed, rejected his son, and still stood there looking into the distance.

The stars in the sky were shining brightly, illuminating the night, Wang Hu felt that his eyes were sore, and when he looked again, a vague shadow appeared in his eyes.

"That's?" he walked forward for some distance, and when he saw the person who came, his heart stirred, and the muddy tears could not help falling.

Yang Ling hurried over with Wang Gou in his arms, and the closer he got to Qingyang Village, the more serious the uneasiness in his heart became.

"Uncle, why are you here?" Yang Ling saw the tears in the corners of Wang Hu's eyes, thinking that the other party was crying with joy after seeing Wang Gou.

Wang Hu took over his grandson, his eyes were full of excitement, and he muttered: "If it is really a cheap name, it is easy to feed, and it can survive if it is plundered by wild beasts!"

Then he pulled Yang Ling to a corner and whispered: "Young Master Yang, your sister is in danger, we can't stop you!"

Hearing this, Yang Ling's heart was cold, and he knew that his feeling was really right, something had happened.

Then Wang Hu told him about the events of the past few days without hiding it at all.

Yang Ling was furious after hearing this, knowing that it was Li Fuan's old thing who wanted to use him, and at the same time he also blamed Wang Hu, because the other party didn't tell him that the people in Black Cliff were so vicious, otherwise he wouldn't have left He Shengnu in the village.

Wang Hu said regretfully: "Young Master Yang, the matter has come to this, let's rescue your sister first, and let's talk about other things later!"

Yang Ling nodded, and from Wang Hu's mouth, he learned that the people of Black Cliff lived in the council hall of the village, while He Shengnu was held in an uninhabited room, where there was no one to guard at night.

"If any of you dare to release that girl privately, I will eradicate your Qingyang Village, and if you find that kid, report it immediately, otherwise you will be killed as well!"

There are even some people who sharpen their heads and drill forward, and do nothing during the day, just squatting around the stockade and waiting for Yang Ling, hoping to find something, and then report it in exchange for credit.

Fortunately, Yang Ling returned to Qingyang Village in the vast night, otherwise I am afraid that he would have been discovered by others.

Taking advantage of the night, Yang Ling secretly sneaked into the village to rescue He Shengnu, and when the latter saw him, he instantly burst into tears, as if he had become a little tearful person.

After that, they quietly came to Wang Hu's house, closed the door of the house, and everyone sat on the ground, and the Wang family was full of gratitude to Yang Ling, and took out the best things to entertain.

Yang Ling smiled and said, "I just did what I could, and now that I saved the Holy Maiden, I'm afraid the people of Black Cliff won't let you go!"

Yang Ling didn't tell the other party how he rescued Wang Gou, let alone what he had gained this time, and the Wang family didn't ask any questions.

Listening to Yang Ling's words, the Wang family was also full of worry, if the people of Black Cliff knew that they had colluded with Yang Ling, the first person to kill would be their whole family.

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