Yin Changqing tried his best to maintain his composure, but his heart seemed to be overturned!

Because he knew that since the Heavenly Illusion Sect set up a mausoleum guard, no sect disciple had ever been able to survive.

Most of them died in the tombs, and they were forever accompanied by the fallen powers.

The few who survived also lost their minds, and soon broke themselves off under the ravages of their demons.

And how did this Sword Pavilion disciple in front of him turn the danger into a disaster?

The evil spirit in the tomb was swept away, does it have anything to do with him?

A series of questions made Yin Changqing very interested, and he couldn't help but feel itchy.

Shen Ling told the two brothers at this time:

"Wait here until I come out and go back with you. Remember, don't get into trouble. ”

"Remember, big brother."

"Cousin, don't worry."

Li Chengfeng and Xu Kun happily agreed, because the two of them knew that although the punishment of the Reward and Punishment Division was cruel, it would definitely not distinguish between right and wrong.

Shen Ling nodded, followed Yin Changqing into the Great Ya, followed by several Ya disciples, and slowly closed the door.

The reward and punishment division was solemn and strict, and the two had a very tacit understanding along the way, and exchanged a few casual greetings, but they didn't say anything critical.

It wasn't until Yin Changqing took Shen Ling into an upper room and dismissed all the servants and disciples that he got straight to the point and asked:

"Shen Ling, how did you survive by rejecting the kindness of the Hall Master of Qu?"

As soon as he mentioned the Qu Hall Master, Shen Ling immediately understood that the evil bead was indeed hers.

Uncle Qu is as light as clear water, he has never eaten the fireworks of the world, and it is unlikely that he will take the initiative to save him.

It must be because of Senior Sister Zhu, right?

Shen Ling thought of this, and thought that he couldn't tell others the secret of the Bone Spirit Bead, so he replied indifferently:

"In the Fallen Tomb, my disciple met a great sect power, and he helped me get through the difficulties."

"The power of the sect?" Yin Changqing's eyes flashed, "Who is it?" ”

Shen Ling was vigilant, "This great power was secretly hidden in the Tomb by the sect, and Master Yin is the descendant of the sect master, how can you not know it?" ”

Hearing this, Yin Changqing turned into deep thought, and after a while, his eyes were blazing, and he exclaimed:

"That power, is it the Ram Patriarch?"

Shen Ling nodded in relief.

Yin Changqing knew the surname of Gong Yang Yun, and he must also know the secret of the Sword Saint.

Sure enough, Yin Changqing paced back and forth excitedly, muttering endlessly.

"Since the Ram Patriarch was secretly hidden in the Tomb, he has been dumb for 5,000 years, why did he appear just by you go? It's weird, it's weird..."

After that, Yin Changqing suddenly approached Shen Ling, stared at him and asked:

"How is the Ram Patriarch now?"

Shen Ling's face was sad: "The ram predecessor has just fallen, and that glow is the trace left by his dust..."

"Actually... Actually fell? Yin Changqing's body trembled, then he sighed and shook his head frequently, "No wonder there is such a vision in the Fallen Tomb, Ram Patriarch, you go all the way..."

Shen Ling still had many doubts about Ram Yun in his heart, and took this opportunity to ask:

"Master Yin, I heard from the ram seniors that the reason why he hid in the Falling Tomb was to avoid the pursuit of the Ten Sword Cultivation Sects. Do you know what kind of lawsuit he got into? ”

"This..."

Yin Changqing was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and then said with a wry smile:

"This is the secret of the sect, and it must not be passed on unless the sect master has an order. By the way, the matter of the Ram Patriarch hiding in the Fallen Tomb, you must not disclose it to a third person, this is related to the reputation of the sect, remember to remember..."

Shen Ling frowned slightly, thinking that Yin Changqing was the sect master's descendant, and he could ask something from his mouth, but the result made him a little disappointed.

"The disciple remembers, and he must be tight-lipped about this matter."

"Well... By the way, you've been with the Ram Patriarch all these three months? Did he teach you anything like... Swordsmanship or something? Yin Changqing seemed to ask very casually.

"The Ram Patriarch only discussed some life principles with his disciples, as for the swordsmanship, could it be said that the Heavenly Illusion Sect has other swordsmanship to practice in addition to the swordsmanship evolved from the Quenching God Sword Sutra?"

Shen Ling deliberately asked rhetorically, but he strictly followed Ram Yun's instructions and did not disclose the matter of the "Quenching God Heart Sutra" at will.

"As far as I know, is this really not..."Yin Changqing shook his head with a smile and changed the conversation, "By the way, I was supposed to take you to meet the sect master, but his old man went down the mountain with a few masters, and I am afraid it will take two or three months to come back..."

"My master went with him too?"

"The status of the Sword Pavilion has improved a lot in the sect, and this time the sect master also brought the Guchen Immortal Venerable, there must be considerations in this regard..."Yin Changqing replied truthfully.

Shen Ling felt a little relieved in his heart, after all, he had lived in the Sword Pavilion for fifteen years, and he had already regarded it as his home.

It is really a blessing that the Sword Pavilion can stand out in the sect.

And Yin Changqing's side, he asked everything he should have asked, and there was really nothing to keep him, so he said:

"I'll order my subordinates to cross your name off the book, you have already received it for others, and there will be no stain in the immortal cultivation world in the future, don't worry..."

"There is a labor master, if there is nothing to do, Shen Ling will retire?"

"Well, I won't send you away, in the Sword Pavilion in the future, you must have more eyes, after all, people's hearts are elusive..."Lord Yin kindly reminded.

"Thank you for your advice, farewell."

With that, Shen Ling bowed his hand and withdrew.

Yin Changqing waited for him to leave, then sat down gently, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to himself:

"Don't give birth to a second ram..."

......

At the entrance of the yamen, the two brothers had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw the eldest brother pacing out of the gate calmly, they were all happy.

"Cousin, they didn't do anything to you, did they?" Xu Kun looked concerned.

Shen Ling shook his head, "It's just a matter of asking a few words, don't be too nervous." ”

"Big brother, if you don't die, you will have a blessing. Why don't we brothers celebrate? Li Chengfeng proposed.

"Let's go back to the Sword Pavilion first, I don't know if the Sword Pavilion is the same in the past few months since I was away?"

Shen Ling was concerned about the Sword Pavilion, but Xu Kun snorted coldly:

"With that Ye Bufan here, how good can the Sword Pavilion be? If the younger brother hadn't been a direct disciple of the sect, I'm afraid he would have been targeted by him. ”

"With Senior Brother Ye's character, he can do everything." Shen Ling's eyes lit up, "Without further ado, I should go back to meet him for a while." ”

The three of them discussed, turned their heads and walked towards the Sword Pavilion.

Along the way, many sect disciples recognized Shen Ling and couldn't help but be shocked.

Shen Lingdai's brother was sentenced by the Reward and Punishment Division to be the guardian of the tomb in March, which has spread throughout the entire sect, and it can be said to be the big news a few days ago.

However, three months later, no one could have guessed that Shen Ling would actually be able to come back alive, and it seemed that his cultivation had improved a lot!

In the eyes of all the disciples, this is really a miracle within a miracle!

Feeling the blazing gaze of others, Shen Ling was very calm, his heart was as stable as Mount Tai, without a trace of vanity.

Unconsciously, the three of them came to the Sword Pavilion.

Before he could enter the disciple's courtyard, he heard a burst of screams coming from inside, as if someone had been beaten!

Shen Ling pushed the door, but it was locked.

"It must be Ye Bufan's bastard again!" Xu Kun said angrily.

"Big brother, what should I do?"

Li Chengfeng wanted his eldest brother to come up with an idea.

"What else can I do, of course, give him a little color!"

Shen Ling said, pushed out with one palm, and smashed the entire courtyard gate into powder.