At that moment, Ye Ling only felt as if there were filaments passing through his forehead, directly drilling into his mind, and at the same time, a lot of information also appeared in his mind. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info。

In the Ancient Sword Sect, the masters and great elders with the highest cultivation are all powerhouses at the level of refining qi and transforming gods, and the top powerful disciples are also at the level of transforming qi, for example, Ling Yun and Xiao Yanhong in front of them are at the small perfection realm of qi refining.

"A world based on martial arts and respected by the strong!" Ye Ling couldn't help but mutter, his eyes blooming with a strange brilliance.

He is not a peaceful person, otherwise he would not be in the line of touching the golden captain, and right now, he seems to have come to a very wonderful world......

"You know all about the cultivation knowledge!" Ling Yun observed the words and looked at Ye Ling's eyes, and when he saw the change in Ye Ling's eyes, he asked.

Ye Ling nodded, but soon he asked again: "I understand the cultivation knowledge, but I don't have cultivation in me, and I don't know the personality experience of your chief disciple, how can I pretend to be like him?"

"You don't have to worry about that. Xiao Yanhong smiled slightly, dazzling: "Although the Ye Ling you want to pretend to be is the chief disciple, his cultivation is very low, he has just stepped into the early stage of condensation on the way to martial cultivation, and he is very unpopular in the sect, few people have contact with him, and his temper habits are basically unknown to anyone, as long as you go back and close the door, no one can find out that you are wrong." ”

Hearing this, Ye Ling relieved his heart a little, although his situation is not good now, as long as he can save his life, then he can do more things.

Ling Yun thought about it again, walked over and ripped off a cloth bag from the waist of the dead man, and then reached in and touched it, just like a magician, he found a set of white clothes!

"Storage bag!" Ye Ling immediately came up with this word in his mind, and then the introduction of the storage bag, and soon he smiled at the corner of his mouth, secretly saying in his heart that if he had this kind of bag that could hold so many things in several rooms before, then going down to the tomb would definitely be able to loot all the burial goods!

"This is the uniform of the sect, change into it!" Ling Yun threw the clothes to Ye Ling, he was still wearing a ragged suit.

Ye Ling raised his eyelids and glanced at Xiao Yanhong, smiled, and said, "Girl, do you want to watch me change clothes?"

"Hmph!" Before Xiao Yanhong could speak, Ling Yun snorted very dissatisfied, his sleeves swept out, and a strong wind swept through, and Ye Ling's whole person flew out like a dead leaf, and was planted directly in the bushes on the side.

"It's amazing!" Ye Ling, who had been taught a lesson, was not only not afraid, but became even more excited: "I, Ye Ling, will definitely be able to do this in the future, I must make a world in this world!"

After saying that, he immediately changed into his clothes, and when he looked again, except for his short hair, which was spiritual, the rest of the place was almost exactly the same as the dead man.

When he walked out of the bushes, Ling Yun and Xiao Yanhong glanced at Ye Ling, and they both showed satisfied looks: "It's really exactly the same, although the hair is a little different, but it's not in the way." ”

Ye Ling walked over, picked up the dead man's sword, and held it in his hand, Ling Yun immediately slapped his face: "There is no flaw!"

Before Ye Ling could boast, Ling Yun stepped forward and grabbed Ye Ling, and at the same time, Ling Yun pinched the fingers of his hand, and a sword light flew out of the storage bag on his waist, Ling Yun jumped on the sword light, and soared into the sky in the gust of cold wind, Xiao Yanhong also waved his hand to summon a flying sword to follow.

"Wow!"

Looking at the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains under his feet, the excited Ye Ling couldn't help but exclaim: "This is what I want!"

"Hmph, I've never seen the world, and a single Edgeworth flight makes you so excited. Ling Yun gradually relaxed his vigilance against Ye Ling, a person who couldn't hide his thoughts and liked to shout, he would definitely not dare to make any moths under the threat of his Bone Devouring Pill.

He didn't know that when his expression was relaxed, Ye Ling, who was caught in his hand, caught a glimpse of these out of the corner of his eye, and he also sneered in his heart: "Have you finally relaxed your vigilance?" Hmph, feed me poison, and let me impostor others, I see that you still want to kill me, if I don't act stupid, I'm afraid you will think about how to let me die every day when you return to the sect!"

"By the way, Senior Brother Lingyun, can you tell me about this Ye Ling and other things, the more detailed the better, just in case something goes wrong. Ye Ling suddenly asked.

In fact, he was just curious about why the guy he impersonated was obviously the chief disciple who sounded very powerful, but why his strength was not as good as Ling Yun and Xiao Yanhong, and his cultivation was even so low that he was only in the early stage of condensation when he had just stepped into the martial arts.

Ling Yun grabbed Ye Ling's sword and flew with great ease, thinking that what Ye Ling said was also reasonable, so he told the story of the chief disciple Ye Ling.

It turned out that the identity of the deceased Ye Ling's chief disciple was not justified, and the general chief disciple should be the strongest disciple, but the dead Ye Ling was not, he was brought back from outside by the previous head and became the chief disciple when he was still a baby, and the previous head stipulated before his death that unless the Gu Jian Sect was destroyed, Ye Ling's identity as the chief disciple would never be allowed to be deprived.

And what's even more unfortunate is that this Ye Ling is actually a cultivation idiot, and after cultivating for more than ten years, he still can't make an inch in the early stage of Qi condensation.

Cultivating so low and still sitting in such a high position is naturally frowned upon by many people, but no one can disobey the orders of the previous head...... Speaking of which, Ye Ling was also guilty when he was alive, and if he died this time, it would be a relief.

"Hmph, I can't die with such grievances to him, I must be successful in cultivation, fight the sword world, and be happy with revenge!" Ye Ling secretly made a decision in his heart after hearing about this unlucky guy he was pretending.

Soon, Ye Ling was brought back to a stretch of mountain peaks by Ling Yun.

In this stretching and undulating mountain peak, almost every mountain peak has pavilions and pavilions flickering, occasionally there is sword light flying out, from time to time a group of white cranes fly in the distance, emitting bursts of chirping, between the mountains and the fairy mist, often there is a flash of blue light.

Rao is Ye Ling was already mentally prepared, and he was also shocked by the spectacular and fairy scene in front of him.

"The world...... Sure enough, it's the world I want!" Ye Ling kept saying in his heart: "It must be ...... You must cultivate, go and take a good look at this world!"

Soon Ye Ling was taken to a relatively remote, but aura-filled peak, on top of which there was only an elegant attic. (To be continued.) )