In this way, Ye Ling did not rest for half a day, and in front of the gate of Tianyan Palace, he set up a simple high platform, and began to teach young people martial arts from the most basic method of pranayama.

Although it is a public welfare course, Ye Ling is not perfunctory at all, and what he has come up with is also the most efficient, safest, and most suitable for ordinary people to practice.

At the end of a class, Ye Ling also received some "little surprises".

He found that the other two young people's spiritual power was completely beyond the level of ordinary people, and even among the disciples of Tianyan Palace, it was also a very good level.

Ye Ling left these two pearls in the palace and asked Shizun to enlighten him.

When it was dark, Tianyan Palace was silent, the birds and birds in the mountains and forests returned to their nests, Ye Ling finished dinner, and saw Zhang Buyi sneaking over from the pavilion in the distance with his hands behind his back.

The two looked at each other, and Ye Ling asked Zhang Bu how he felt after taking the medicine.

Zhang Bucheng said frankly that the pain in his body had disappeared, and he felt that he was full of vitality, so he deliberately came out to shop.

He also heard about Ye Ling's opening of a public lecture hall at the gate, and took the initiative to take over the work.

"Now that my body is just healing, I don't dare to say much, but when it comes to martial arts enlightenment, I'm afraid that no one in this huge Tianyan Palace is more proficient than me, so leave the lecture hall courses to me, don't let those masters come, what they say, those young people can't understand." ”

What Zhang Bu said was of course what Ye Ling was worried about, but it was just right now.

Nowadays, the young people of the entire Hongyuan Empire are active, some have defected to the sect, some have joined the army, and the most unfortunate have also taken up arms and formed a self-defense force to guard the countryside.

The evil demon came to the world, and he saw the courage and blood of Hong Yuan's children!

Instead of waiting for the rescue to arrive, it is better to join the team of self-help and save the Hongyuan Empire for eternity!

A month has passed, and the entire Hong Yuan Kingdom has worked together to fight against the evil demons, and has initially restored the original order of life.

Now, the inferior demons and the inferior demons are completely unable to fight against the human race, and everyone has a way to deal with them.

Medium demons are eliminated by the sect or army.

The high-level demons are a bit more difficult, they have different forms, and some can even blend into the towns of the human race, creating unexpected chaos and making people unguardable.

They generally need masters from all over the world to go out and hunt and kill them with their own hands.

Recently, Ye Ling has been running around all over the place, eliminating those demons who have been infused with the power of the demon gods.

These demons are difficult for even the powerhouses of the Human King Realm to deal with, and their strength itself does not belong to this world.

Along the way, Ye Ling's strength has also advanced to the eleventh level of the Stardust Realm, and he is about to reach the peak of the Stardust Realm.

Today, he came to a place called Fengtou Bay, a coastal town in the southern part of Hongyuan, across the sea from the kingdom of Kira.

He received news that here, there is a group of demons with extraordinary strength, who are torturing the people of the town, if Ye Ling does not come, these villagers are afraid that they will be tortured to death!

Hearing the news, Ye Ling dared to delay and rushed to Crestouwa by speedboat.

Approaching the dock here, Ye Ling's ship was wrapped in a gray-white fog.

This dense fog is extremely weird, obviously there is a clear sky overhead, but when you come in, it is cloudy and obscuring the sun.

Looking up, the sky was as low and gloomy as if it was about to rain.

The dense fog is extremely exaggerated, and it is difficult to see five fingers when you stretch out your hand.

With years of sailing experience, the sailors barely touched the reef near the sea.

As they approached the harbor, everyone heard a burst of babbling singing.

In between the plays, there are gongs and drums beating.

"Let the boat slow down and be careful when it hits the dock. ”

The boat slowly docked, and Ye Ling jumped down and came, this hunting operation was only completed by Ye Ling alone.

In order to be efficient, several of Ye Ling's companions went to different hunting locations.

With his feet on the wooden planks of the pier, the sound of babbling echoes the sound of gongs and drums that are getting closer.

Most of the singing on the stage is lively, even if it is a tragedy, but the atmosphere will not be as lifeless as it is now.

Ye Ling followed the sound and quickly found the stage built in the village.

Under this stage, it is densely packed with local townspeople.

No one of them made a sound, not a single one.

In the eerie silence, only the singers on the stage were babbling and singing, pacing back and forth on the stage.

And in the audience, there was not even a cough......

Compared with the singing horns on the stage, the audience under the stage can attract Ye Ling's attention more.

Their faces were covered with tiredness, their eyes were swollen into fish bubbles, their eyeballs were bloodshot, their clothes were soaked with mist, and they should have been uncomfortable, but no one went home to change them.

Ye Ling found an empty seat and sat down.

This troupe sings very hard.

Ye Ling had never heard the repertoire they sang, most of them were a great general, commanding warships and sailing on a long voyage, but they encountered a storm on the way, failed to succeed, and died in Huangquan.

sang to the sad place, and the voice was sad, like crying.

Crying on stage, crying off stage.

Ye Ling also understands that a good singer can indeed convey the emotions in his role, infect the audience through his voice, and control the audience's emotions.

However, this is definitely not the kind of cry that was moved, but the hysterical, the most ugly cry!

"Hmm...... It turned out to be a ghost show. ”

Ghost play, as the name suggests, says that it is a ghost singing to people, and the other is that it is a person singing to a ghost.

What Ye Ling encountered today was obviously the former.

Ye Ling closed his eyes, a touch of golden light appeared in his eyebrows, and he released his spiritual sense, and observed the singers on the stage with his heart.

Sure enough, these beautifully dressed and well-proportioned singers are actually swollen and rotten floating corpses!

Their stage is actually their own theater boat.

This boat is not what it looks like to the naked eye, but it is broken and broken, crawling with animals and aquatic plants and barnacles on the bottom of the sea.

"Is the singing troupe shipwrecked?" Ye Ling said to himself.

This is, a man sitting next to Ye Ling, wearing a gray linen cloth and a relatively sturdy figure, suddenly stood up and shouted loudly in horror: "No, no, I can't stand it, I don't listen, I want to go home!"

The crowd's cries muffled the man's terrified roar.

"Hey, don't run around!"

As soon as Ye Ling said half a sentence, the man ran out of his seat in great stride.

Then, almost instantly, he fell to the ground, without a trace of movement.

Ye Ling walked up and dragged the man up, but he was still a step too late.

The man's face showed the appearance of drowning, and his breath had long been cut off.