"You guys?" He Baichuan said suddenly pointing at Mo Ling and Sai Mu.

"How come Sect Master He is very familiar with them?" Mo Ling looked at He Baichuan and said lightly.

He Baichuan knew that he had lost his temper, so he hurriedly sat down again: "I'm not familiar with them, but the Heavenly Dao Alliance is a second-class sect, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for this kind of thing to happen to me!"

"Don't worry, Sect Master He, with our Dugu Villa behind your back, even if you come to the Ten Heavenly Dao Alliance, you don't have to be afraid!" Mo Ling said with a slight smile.

"Ox Messenger, do you dare to talk to our sect master like this?"

Mo Ling squinted at Zi Xiang and smiled faintly: "Qingyun Sect is really different now, not only does it allow people from other sects to challenge the envoy of Dugu Villa in its own sect, but even a small disciple dares to point fingers at Dugu Villa, it seems that Sect Master He is unwilling to be the head of a mere third-class sect!"

"Presumptuous!" He Baichuan scolded angrily at Zijiao: "Don't give me a retreat!"

"You two stinky boys, the two of us have confessed today, but this matter is definitely not over, I will definitely learn again when we see each other in the future!" the fat elder said fiercely to Mo Ling and Saiki.

"What do you mean by this beam?" Mo Ling suddenly said to the thin elder, "Then do you say that I let you go, or don't let you go?"

"Ox Messenger, this is in my Qingyun Sect after all!" He Baichuan held back his anger and said to Mo Ling.

"Get out!" Mo Ling said angrily as he looked at the two elders.

Mo Ling turned his head and looked at He Baichuan, at this time, He Baichuan's thoughts were already clear, today is Saimu won the two elders, if he loses, then those two elders will definitely get rid of themselves on the grounds of offending the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Alliance.

"It seems that my days in Qingyun Sect are about to become dangerous!" Mo Ling said secretly in his heart.

After the two elders left, Mo Ling also took Saiki back to his room.

From this day on, Mo Ling and Saimu were inseparable, and most of the time they stayed behind Qingyun Mountain to cultivate, and they never asked or interfered in other matters.

After a day or two, nothing happened to each other. On the contrary, it took Saiki three days to finally memorize the sentence: "Nine slashes of green vines and thousands of gold, and the top of the mountain and the enemy of 10,000 people" were memorized.

Not only that, Mo Ling found that although this big fool had a surprisingly stupid memory, he was extremely smart when cultivating martial arts. What's even more interesting is that he never plays cards according to the routine, and the formula is useless to him at all, as long as Mo Ling explains the meaning of the formula to Saiki, Saiki can immediately understand it.

During this period, Zhen Yan also said in Mo Ling's mind that there was a spiritual creature hidden in this deadly body, and it was unknown what it was. It seems that Saiki was already following him when he was born.

Mo Ling also tried to talk about the spirit creature to be brought out, but no matter what method was used, it didn't work, and he had to give up in the end.

In this way, this is the only happy event in a few days.

But the good days were not long, this day was already three poles, and as soon as Mo Ling woke up, there was a discussion of the disciples outside.

"Bang bang bang......" There was a sudden knock on the door.

Mo Ling jumped up from the bed.

As soon as the door opened, I saw a disciple standing outside the door, and said respectfully to Mo Ling: "Ox envoy, the sect master invites you to go to the main hall and say that there is a happy event!"

Mo Ling wondered in his heart: "What a happy event, shouldn't it be the Hongmen Banquet?"

Mo Ling turned around, only to see that Saiki was sleeping like a dead pig at this time. So the body of the ink spirit went to the Qingyun Palace.

The little disciple led the way, and Mo Ling followed behind him.

"Little junior brother, don't you know if there are any happy events in our sect?" Mo Ling asked as he walked, it is indispensable to guard against people, not to mention that He Baichuan is still a villain.

"Hehe, Ox Envoy, you don't know yet, our Qingyun Sect has another strong man in the Martial Spirit Realm today. The disciple looked happy.

"One more?" said Mo Ling, surprised.

This small Qingyun Sect is going to turn the sky upside down, the average third-class sect has at most one strong person who cultivates beyond the martial spirit realm, even if it is the second-class sect Dugu Villa, there are only seven or eight people, and this small Qingyun Sect counts He Baichuan There are three strong people in the martial spirit realm, which is enough for He Baichuan to show off.

"Oh, I don't know which disciple has such a talent?" Mo Ling looked at the disciple, and seemed to have guessed who it was in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm with that disciple.

"Who else, of course, is the number one beauty of our Qingyun Sect, Senior Sister Zijiao!" the disciple continued: "Our Senior Sister Zijiao's talent is really brilliant, and it only took a short year to break through the realm of martial arts from the cultivation of a martial artist. It's enviable!"

Mo Ling smiled faintly, this is not relying on his own help, if he doesn't have himself, I'm afraid he is just a high-level martial artist. But Mo Ling couldn't say this, and his identity would be exposed when he said it. Besides, who called himself clumsy to help such a person who will take revenge?

However, the purple shirt can condense into an inner pill in such a short period of time, and this speed is too amazing. At the beginning, Mo Ling in his previous life was known as the second day of the Zhengyang Continent, and the entire process of condensing the Inner Dan at that time took a full week.

And Zi Xiang only took four or five days, and she was very clear about Zi Xiang's cultivation talent, Mo Ling, it may be possible to condense into an inner pill by herself with her talent, but it is impossible to condense into an inner pill in such a short period of time, and there must be other reasons for this.

"But have pity on our senior brother!" the disciple continued.

"Qi Jiao, what's wrong with him?" Mo Ling said in surprise.

"Our senior brother's fiancée died, I don't know who did it, since I learned the news, the senior brother has been in a state of collapse and has a sudden illness!

As soon as this celebration is over, it will definitely be busy again!" the disciple sighed suddenly.

Mo Ling smiled: "This is fresh, your senior brother is really affectionate and righteous!"

When Mo Ling came to Qingyun Palace, they found that it was already crowded with disciples, and when they saw Mo Ling coming in, they took the initiative to dodge a way.

When he came closer, Mo Ling found that He Baichuan was sitting in the center at this time, and there was a wooden chair next to him, and on both sides of it were two people sitting on both sides, one was Qi Jiao, and the other was Zijiao.

Seeing Mo Ling coming, He Baichuan smiled all over his face. The Qi Corner and the purple shirt next to him are very different, Qi Jiao is depressed and sad, on the other hand, the purple shirt is proud and domineering, and he is looking at himself at this time.

"Congratulations to Sect Master He for getting another martial spirit realm master!" Mo Ling said to He Baichuan with his fists clenched.