(Ask for collection, ask for recommendation)

There are two checkpoints on the road leading to the mountain in the outer gate area, the front one is guarded by two outer disciples, and the back one is guarded by two inner disciples. The mountain road is narrow and rugged, and it is not easy to hide from the guards of these four disciples. They, after all, are the worst, and they are also junior immortal masters.

Jin Ling wants to find Gong Xianghai, and he must pass through here to go to the inner gate. At night, only a few outer disciples of the kitchen guard team were allowed to go, and their task was to deliver good wine and meat to the powerful elders or disciples of the inner gate. Qian Dong has also been there a few times, after all, he is a person who has a way to get wine and meat, and the elders and disciples of the inner gate have a good attitude towards him.

Practicing on the mountain is boring, and drinking a little wine at night to relieve boredom is also a helpless move for some immortals.

Therefore, Jin Ling went to the kitchen guard team first. If the firewood team is the most disadvantaged among the outer disciples, then the disciples of the kitchen guard team are the ones with the most oil and water among the outer disciples, and their cultivation is the worst.

In the middle of the night, the kitchen guards snorted one after another. In the whole team, there was not even a single patrolman. Jin Ling easily stole a token, changed his role as a cook, took another jar of wine and a few plates of cold vegetables and dried meat, put them in a cage, and then carried them to the inner door area.

"Stop, what are you doing?" The already sleepy mountain guard disciple was awakened by the sound of footsteps.

"I'm from the kitchen guard, and I'm going to bring wine and meat. Jin Ling took out the token and said with a yawn.

"Oh, kitchen guards, who will you send it to?" the mountain guard disciple asked, checking the token.

Jin Ling smiled bitterly and made an expression that was not easy to reveal. Another disciple grabbed the disciple, "You are stupid, you dare to ask the kitchen guard to send wine and meat up the mountain so late, that is an ordinary person, you still ask." ”

The two disciples waved Jin Ling up the mountain. They also know that this kind of thing is not a day or two for the kitchen and guard team.

After going up for about 100 zhang, two inner disciples guarded the door, and they also passed the test. The first time Jin Ling went to the inner gate, he deliberately said that the wine and meat were ordered by Senior Brother Gong Xianghai, and a disciple had to take him a while before letting him go back.

Seeing him like this, the disciples guarding the door had no doubts.

Several of the outer disciples live in one room, while the inner disciples basically have a small courtyard for each person, and some have some servants living together. Of course, strictly speaking, these servants are all outer disciples.

Gong Xianghai's residence is located on the westernmost side of the inner gate area and is a small two-story building. At this time, the lights of the entire small building were all turned off, and there was a burst of snoring inside, apparently asleep.

Without pushing the door open, Jin Ling just jumped to the second floor lightly, and got in through an open window on the second floor, as light as a cat.

Then, in the darkness, the cat showed its paws.

A pair of shiny Vajra claws.

Xue Liang's blade claw was against Gong Xianghai's chest.

At the beginning of Qingyue Peak, Jin Ling wanted to keep Elder Du's space ring, but he was seriously injured by this Gong Xianghai's two moves and was expelled from the team. Thinking of the original situation, a vicious anger surged into his heart, but he was quickly suppressed by his own pain.

What's wrong lately, why is it so easy to get angry and have evil thoughts?

In a trance, the tip of the blade claw flickered and pierced Gong Xianghai's skin!

As a master of the inner door, Gong Xianghai certainly has his own set of ways to survive, even if he is asleep, he has some vigilance. Feeling the pain in my chest, I pause with a snoring sound, open my eyes, and don't rush to move. If it is given to ordinary people, they are stabbed in their sleep, and they immediately jump up, and in the face of this vajra blade claw, they will inevitably touch their intestines and wear them out.

"Who are you, what do you want to do here late at night?"

Gong Xianghai's calm kung fu made Jin Ling admire. He withdrew the immortal power that controlled the mimicry technique, and the bones and skin on his face gradually deformed, returning to his original appearance.

"It's you!" Gong Xianghai recognized Jin Ling, this kid who had recently been arrested by the sect with all his might, killed the kid of Elder Liu's distant relative Liu Yue, and he was instructed by his master Liu Kunwu, and he also taught him a lesson, and he was still very impressed.

The white immortal power swam in the vajra blade claw, only half an inch away from Gong Xianghai's throat, Gong Xianghai felt the coolness on his neck, and while looking at Jin Ling's gloomy face, his whole body gradually became cold. This kid, if he dares to kill Liu Yue, he may not kill himself, anyway, he has been hunted down by the sect with all his might.

"Senior Brother Gong recognized it, and he has a good memory. Jin Ling said teasingly. He withdrew his blade claw, but as soon as he withdrew it, Gong Xianghai saw the opportunity and slashed it with one palm!

This palm is the palm of his life and death, and he uses all his strength, fast, ruthless, and accurate!

But this almost accurate palm fell short. He felt only the weakness of splitting the air in the palm of his hand, and the sudden sound of the wind rising in front of him.

Jin Ling had already come to him, face to face with him, and the person was almost about to rush into his arms. Then, with a heavy hook, it slammed hard into his chin.

Flew upside down and slammed into the wall. The jaw was dislocated, and the mouth was deformed. A mouth, spitting out a mouthful of foul blood and a puddle of teeth. Gong Xianghai was stunned.

This, the disciple of this firewood team, the immortal is only, one punch, just one punch, he knocked his junior immortal sect away? His fist power, where is the level of the immortal, I am afraid that the intermediate immortal masters are not so strong!

This situation is beyond his Gong Xianghai's common sense.

The tip of the blade's claw came to the front again, against his throat. This time, Gong Xianghai didn't dare to move, the throat is the key point, no better than the belly, if it is really dissected, people will definitely die. Although he believed that if he fought in a serious manner, he would never lose to this young man. But in the current situation, let's be more obedient.

"You...... What exactly do you want to do...... Revenge......" Gong Xianghai said with difficulty, trying to keep his throat away from those blade claws.

"You, remember what happened in Qingyue Peak......" Jin Ling said.

Before he finished speaking, Gong Xianghai's heart sank, this kid really came to seek revenge, he gave him that time, and it was really heavy, and for ordinary disciples, if he didn't die, he would be crippled.

It's only been a long time, how can he be so strong? Sure enough, he has the potential to defy the sky? Gong Xianghai's mouth was full of bitterness.

"What I do, right or wrong, has nothing to do with anyone else. Jin Ling said, "You promise me to go and release Qian Dong and the four of them." I'll spare your life. ”

Gong Xianghai nodded hurriedly, "Okay, good." I'll do it tomorrow at dawn!"

"You go and do a fart!" Jin Ling slammed a sullen punch on his abdomen, this punch was so heavy that he hunched his waist like a shrimp on the bed. "The person was arrested by Liu Kunwu's order and locked up in the torture hall. What is your identity Gong Xianghai, you can put it if you say it? I really am a little white!"

He took out a Zichen chain and tied his hands and feet upside down in a four-hooves pattern.

Gong Xianghai was in a cold sweat and hissed, "Then, what do you want?"

Jin Ling used his immortal power to stimulate the power of fire in the immortal bracelet, and his right hand suddenly burned. Bringing the flames close to Gong Xianghai's head, the flames burned his hair and stinking. Gong Xianghai thought that he was going to burn himself, and he was so frightened that his soul flew out of the sky, and he was locked by Zichen's iron chain, unable to move, and his immortal power seemed to have been suppressed, "Little junior brother, little junior brother, don't kill me." Killing the inner disciples, the sin will be even greater, and there will be no day to turn over! Whatever you want, as long as I know, tell you everything, tell you!"

Wohuo, Wohuo, look at this kid is now a high-level immortal, but he is a higher-level junior immortal sect! How can he not be aware of his potential, and he has no power to fight back under him? Regret should not be, he has no grudge against him, who let himself kill him in the first place.

"Good,...... It's good that you remember the Qingyue Peak. Jin Ling said, "Then let me ask you, those spatial rings that you searched for in Qingyue Peak, and the things inside, for example, a black token...... The token with the words Mo's Ding Jue on it. Where are they now?"

It turns out that he is here for this. Yes, I am an inner disciple, and I am not the same as Liu Yue's waste. There are tens of thousands of outer disciples, and if one dies, he will die, but there are only hundreds of disciples in the inner sect, and they are the backbone of the sect, and the death of one will cause an uproar. He will not dare to kill himself.

Gong Xianghai stabilized his mind and said, "I can tell you where the token is, you can't kill me!"

Jin Ling said, "Okay, I won't kill you." "He didn't want to make a big deal out of it.

"Token...... The token was taken by Mo Feng. He said it was originally their Mo family's belongings. Gong Xianghai said.

And so it was. Jin Ling frowned. Mo Feng is now a disciple of Liu Kunwu, and it is really difficult to find him.

"So, what about those few pieces of space equipment, Elder Du's space ring, Mo Xian'er's?" Jin Ling said with a calm face.

"I can't check the two sealing rings, they are all handed over to Elder Liu of the Inner Gate, the other rings and the things inside, weapons and equipment, sold to the sect in exchange for some merit value......"

Gong Xianghai said with a snort, seeing Jin Ling's gloomy face, he beat a drum in his heart, for fear that after the other party asked nothing, he would really kill himself in a fit of anger. Looking at his pair of blades and claws, he is really an immortal soldier who sharpens iron like clay.

Afraid that Jin Ling would be angry, Gong Xianghai couldn't take care of it, and said: "Little junior brother, although the things you want are not in my hands now, I have been cultivating immortals for twenty years, going south and north, and I have also accumulated some money and things...... If you let me go, they're all yours. ”

Jin Ling looked at him suspiciously, suddenly smiled, and then stretched out his hand and twisted, Gong Xianghai screamed miserably, and the knee joint of his left leg had been dislocated. He suddenly felt so much pain that a layer of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on his face.

"Don't shout, if someone else hears me, I can only kill you first in order to protect myself. Jin Ling said.

Gong Xianghai's eyes were filled with anger and horror, but he still kept his mouth shut. Then Jin Ling unceremoniously removed his right elbow joint......

After doing these two things, he clapped his hands with satisfaction and untied the Zichen chain, "Okay, now, you can show me your collection." ”