In the evening, Ling Feng left the Dan Hall in the reluctant gaze of the early morning.

Looking at the little girl's reluctance, Ling Feng didn't feel good in his heart, he had already stayed away from his mother and second uncle, if he stayed away from the early morning, he was really worried that he would become an emotionless stone.

This time, Ling Feng also investigated Ling Chen's cultivation realm, she was still at the realm of the seventh layer of qi refining, and the spiritual power in her body did not increase in the slightest.

Now that Ling Feng had moved into the peak of the inner courtyard, closer to the Dan Palace, with Ling Meng's power, it was easy to find the female monk who was using the flying sword to pick up the early morning. In his heart, he still wants to take Ling Chen to live by his side.

Ling Feng slowly walked to the stone stele, glanced at the word "red dust" on it, sighed slightly in his heart, and flew towards the direction of Yingyuan Hall with a white light.

When Ling Feng registered in the Yingyuan Palace, Ling Feng met an acquaintance, who was the fifty or sixty-year-old handyman who had first stepped into the Qixian Hall and welcomed himself and Mo Tianli into the hall.

When Ling Feng crossed over with this miscellaneous disciple, this disciple actually recognized him.

"Hello alliance leader, my subordinate Cang Xiao visited the alliance leader. The miscellaneous disciple bowed feverishly.

Ling Feng was slightly stunned, and it took a long time to remember who this person was, and nodded at the other party, this person was quite friendly to him at the beginning.

"Seeing that you are in a hurry, could it be that something big has happened?" Ling Feng frowned.

"Tell the alliance leader, I was arranged by the sect to go to Yubei Town to distribute invitations. Cang Xiao said respectfully.

In Cang Xiao's heart, he admired Ling Feng extremely much, but he had witnessed with his own eyes that his alliance leader had climbed step by step from a weak time to his current cultivation and status.

Ling Feng has become a model for low-level cultivators to change their fate in the outer gate, and at this time, Ling Meng is vigorously supporting low-level disciples, cultivating their backbones, and giving these people a lot of opportunities, how can they not be grateful.

"What kind of invitation, what happened to the Dao Sect of Dao?" Ling Feng said in some surprise, if they were not mistaken, there were still more than three years before the next apprenticeship ceremony, and they shouldn't have sent out invitations so early.

This time, it was Cang Xiao's turn to be slightly surprised, the matter on the invitation card was known to everyone in the door, and it stands to reason that a person with status and status like the one in front of him should have known it a long time ago.

However, although Cang Xiao had doubts in his heart, he didn't show it, he could only guess that in the eyes of himself and others, it was not a big deal, and in the eyes of these big people, it was just an ordinary small thing.

"It is our sect that is going to hold a 'Cheng Dan Conference' to congratulate the sect master and the elder Yuan on becoming a golden pill. Cang Xiao said with both hands.

Ling Feng suddenly realized that this invitation was still made by himself casually, and he didn't expect that everyone had not forgotten it, but also done it well.

"Okay, I know, pay more attention in the future, you are also one of my old men. Ling Feng smiled slightly and said no more.

Out of the gate of Yingyuan Palace, a thought called out the wind groan, and flew towards Xin Yun's courtyard with a retreat.

Look out into the sky

The distant retreat, Cang Xiao couldn't calm down for a long time, when he first saw Ling Feng, he was just a little guy at the third level of qi refining, and his cultivation was not even as good as himself. But now Ling Feng, he can only look at it, but he is glad that he treated Ling Feng well at the beginning, and believes that in the future, he will definitely be rewarded.

Ling Feng did say a good word to Cang Xiao in front of Chen Qi in the future, which benefited him a lot.

It's a pity that Cang Xiao was limited by his qualifications after all, and he didn't build a foundation in his life, but he chose to marry a wife and have children, and he was blessed by Ling Meng in the second half of his life, and his life was very nourishing.

The distance of fifty miles only took a moment for Ling Feng, who was in the light.

Not long after, Ling Feng did not choose to land at the door, but fell directly into the courtyard, and he was the only one who dared to act so boldly.

Ordinary monks dared to crash into here without permission, and they had already been killed by the combined efforts of the masters of the Ling League.

As soon as Ling Feng fell, someone came over to greet him, this person was tall and radiant, and it turned out to be Yu Qingrong, who had not been seen for a long time.

"You have some free time, I haven't seen you for a long time, and your concubine is not qualified at all. Ling Feng shook his head slightly and couldn't help but smile.

After seeing the early hours of the morning, Ling Feng's heart calmed down a lot, and there were more smiles on his faces.

Yu Qingrong was a little confused, she had never seen Ling Feng like this.

"Husband said with a smile, it's just that I just took over Ling Tiange before, and I don't have a lot of trouble, and I don't worry about others interfering, so I ......" Yu Qingrong said a little shyly.

Yu Qingrong's implication was that she had neglected Ling Feng, and she was embarrassed to say it.

Of course, Ling Feng could hear it, but there was a different feeling in his heart, the women around him were sincere and had various purposes, but they had one thing in common, that is, Ling Feng didn't spend much time with everyone.

However, Ling Feng could only say sorry, he was going to pursue the Great Dao after all, since he chose to be with himself, he had to bear some loneliness accordingly.

Ling Feng sighed slightly, after all, monks were different from worldly people.

"Yu Qingchan has already entered the inner courtyard, and her current status is equivalent to that of a disciple of the eighth layer of qi refining. Ling Feng stared ahead, but said lightly.

Yu Qingrong had been in it for a while, and after taking over Ling Tiange, it was as if she had returned to the days when her father was still there, and she was intoxicated by it, completely neglecting her cultivation.

Originally, she was at the seventh level of Qi refining, and she didn't go to receive the Inner Gate Promotion Task, and she even had plans to leave the Dao Sect.

However, people are always afraid of comparison, Yu Qinglin surpassing himself will cause the Yu family to change, if Yu Qingchan surpasses himself, will it bring another change.

Yu Qingrong knows that Yu Qingchan is graceful, especially above herself, and it is precisely because of this understanding that she is even more afraid of Yu Qingchan. She couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart, as if she was afraid of something, and her face turned pale.

"Husband, all the people of the Yu family who chose to stay in Ling Tiange, I have completely closed it, at this time, it doesn't matter whether I have me or not, I want to go to the inner door promotion task and enter the inner door with my husband. "Yu Qingrong resolutely

Road.

At this time, Yu Qingrong didn't understand that everything she had was obtained by relying on Ling Feng, and she still had some use value, if she had no use value that day, and she would not have Ling Feng's favor, she would be extremely miserable.

Yu Qingrong has seen the fate of those neglected concubines since she was a child, and she is extremely afraid. She couldn't hear that her husband's words seemed to be persecuting, but in fact he still cared about her.

"Okay, I'll call Xin Yun over and take over. Ling Feng nodded slightly.

The two walked side by side, and soon came to the front hall, where Xin Yun and a few others were already waiting.

Ling Feng only said a few words lightly, and then announced an arrangement that puzzled everyone.

After that, Ling Tiange was under the control of Xin Yun, and the specific arrangements were handled by Chen Qi and Chen Hui. Ling Feng said lightly, inexplicably announcing such an arrangement.

In the entire front hall, only Yuan Bai understood why Gongzi arranged it this way.

Ling Feng had seen the grandeur of the Heavenly Tower and the grandeur of the auction scene in Yubei Town, and his own son no longer looked down on the one-third of an acre of land in this Ling Tian Pavilion.

Ling Feng didn't care if other people understood it or not, he just needed these people to do what he told him, his attitude was a little arrogant, but the effect was extraordinary.

That night, Ling Feng returned from Xin Yun's courtyard, followed by three people, namely: Chu Mo, Chu Family Ancestor, and Yu Qingrong.

Chu Mo and the Chu Family Ancestor naturally wanted to rerefine Chixiao with Ling Feng, and when they knew that they were fortunate enough to witness the whole process of the sect master's refining, they almost jumped up with excitement.

Yu Qingrong, on the other hand, first went to Ling Feng's inner courtyard residence to settle down, cultivate her body for a period of time, and then go to receive the promotion task.

In the Asking Dao Sect, the relationship between Ling Meng and the Mission Hall is already in the same place, and any Ling Meng personnel will be made difficult to do tasks. Although the mission hall did not dare to be too arrogant, it eventually brought a lot of trouble to the development of Ling Meng.

Ling Feng was also worried that Yu Qingrong would be in trouble when she received the task, and secretly decided in his heart that if the mission hall did not follow the rules, there was no need for him to respect the unspoken rules, and he would send a master to accompany Yu Qingrong on the task.

Over the past few days, Ling Meng had spent a lot of money and finally lifted Chu Mo into the eighth layer of Qi refining, and at this time he was already able to resist the sword.

Among the four people in the group, only Yu Qingrong did not know how to fly the sword, her face was slightly red, and she felt even more eager for strength.

Ling Feng didn't care, one hand wrapped around Yu Qingrong's unbearable waist, and shot towards the Ying Yuan Palace.

The ancestor of the Chu family and Chu Mo were slightly stunned, they had not seen each other for a short time, and the son had grown to such a point.

The two didn't dare to slack off, so they hurriedly drove away and chased after them.

Chu Mo's cultivation is low, and he can only step into the eighth layer of qi refining, although he can control the light, but he is a little reluctant.

In order to take care of him, Ling Feng and Chu Renzhi flew away at a speed that was not very fast.

Yu Qingrong, who was in Ling Feng's arms, rested her head tightly on his chest, and her heart was quiet at this time.