As soon as he heard the words "Ling Wanchen", Ling Ruyuan was not surprised in his heart, but it was extremely obvious on his face.

"I wonder what Elder Qiao is looking for a little apprentice?"

Asking so knowingly, it was obvious that Ling Ruyuan was planning to pretend to be confused.

Qiao Yuan secretly scolded the old fox in his heart, but there was a faint smile on his face.

"Back then, in the Land of the Inheritance of the God of War Temple, thanks to her blessing, I also got a trace of the power of the God of War bloodline, and then I promised her to help her inherit the complete inheritance of the God of War bloodline, and now that I have achieved success, I want to complete this matter, I don't know where she is now?"

Long before he came here, he had thought of this result, and he was already ready to reply to Ling Ruyuan's words in his heart.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the inheritance of the God of War bloodline, Ling Ruyuan's face changed, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and he began to measure it in his heart.

Regarding the matter of the War God Temple's acquisition of the God of War bloodline inheritance, he still told Ling Wanchen, and of course he was extremely aware of this matter.

Just remembering a prophecy handed down 4,000 years ago made him feel uneasy.

The prophecy indicated that his Ling family would produce a person who fully awakened the bloodline of the God of War in the future, but this person had a bad fate, and if he wanted to awaken the bloodline of the God of War, he needed the help of a person with a fate.

At the same time, this fateful person is also her fateful person, and after inheriting the bloodline of the god of war, the relationship between the two must be completely severed to ensure that this person's future is smooth.

This prophecy is not groundless, it is rumored that an ancestor of the Ling family, when he went out to travel, he met a monk with unpredictable supernatural powers.

That monk's cultivation was so high that he couldn't imagine it, just by glancing at the ancestor of the Ling family, he made the power of the hidden blood of the God of War in his body boil, as if he had fully awakened.

After that, the monk left a prophecy, and even more thousands of instructions, so that the ancestors of the Ling family would pass on this prophecy from generation to generation, and never forget it.

The matter was so important that the ancestors of the Ling family immediately returned to the family and informed all the clansmen about it, but less than half of the people believed in this prophecy.

However, when that ancestor showed his strength to awaken the bloodline of the God of War, the Ling family was convinced of this, and recorded this matter in the clan's memorabilia, stipulating that each generation of the Ling family patriarch must remember the prophecy and never forget it.

It's a pity that after thousands of years of reproduction, the Ling family withered, and the clansmen became fewer and fewer, and finally thousands of years ago, in order to survive, they merged into the March Peak of the Moon River Sect.

Although the family has declined, this prophecy has been passed down, Ling Ruyuan does not dare to forget it, and he is extremely sure that the two people mentioned in this prophecy are Ling Wanchen and Qiao Yuan.

"Fate?"

Ling Ruyuan stared at Qiao Yuan's eyes for a long time, and finally he made a decision in his heart, for the sake of Ling Wanchen's safety, he must not let them meet again.

"Alas, the apprentice went out to practice many years ago, and has not yet returned, and the old man does not know where she is now. ”

Ling Ruyuan let out a long sigh, a look of helplessness on his face.

Hearing this, Qiao Yuan couldn't help frowning, seeing that he had been thinking for a long time, obviously calculating in his heart, but these words indirectly indicated his position.

To be honest, Qiao Yuan didn't understand what Ling Ruyuan thought.

Back then, his cultivation was low, and it was normal for him not to be looked down upon by Ling Ruyuan, but now he is no longer what he used to be, whether it is strength or identity, he is the same as Ling Wanchen.

Even so, he still had this attitude, and in just a moment, Qiao Yuan thought of it, I am afraid that there is something hidden in this.

But if he asked directly, he obviously couldn't get an answer, and after thinking about it, he suddenly stood up, bent down and bowed to Ling Ruyuan, and said with an extremely sincere expression.

"Elder Ling, I told you frankly, I am absolutely sincere to Wan Chen, if you entrust her to me, I am willing to make a demon oath that I will never fail her in this life. ”

Ling Ruyuan was slightly flustered, he could naturally feel the sincerity of these words, and he was able to make a demon oath, which was enough to show Qiao Yuan's sincerity.

But at the thought of the prophecy, he gritted his teeth and stood up as well, with a helpless smile on his face.

"Elder Qiao, your sincerity, the old man will not doubt it, it's just that the apprentice is traveling, let's wait until she comes back. ”

Di Qingzhu, who was originally in the distance, heard Qiao Yuan's words, and his face, which had been flat, also showed a smile, but after hearing Ling Ruyuan's words, the smile immediately disappeared.

She didn't understand why Shizun was obstructing her sister and Qiao Yuan like this, it was because of personal prejudice, but on second thought, Shizun was not such a pedantic person.

"Elder Ling, we don't talk darkly, why are you obstructing me and Wanchen everywhere, could it be that you have any opinions on me?"

Seeing that Ling Ruyuan had eaten the scales, and he was determined to pretend to be confused to the end, he was not polite.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Ling Ruyuan's expression turned cold.

"Elder Qiao, what are you talking about, how can the old man hinder you and the apprentice?"

"In that case, then please tell Wanchen's whereabouts, I don't believe it, she has been traveling abroad for decades, and you, as a teacher, don't care where she is at all. ”

Today, Qiao Yuan went to March Peak, if he got Ling Wanchen's whereabouts, then it was okay to say, if he didn't get it, he wouldn't mind making a big fuss and making his reputation bigger in the Moon River Sect.

Seeing Qiao Yuan's momentum getting stronger and stronger, Ling Ruyuan also knew that today's things might not be good, but he didn't have a trace of fear.

In his eyes, Qiao Yuan is just a young and vigorous hairy boy, although he doesn't know what chance he gets, his cultivation has skyrocketed to the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, but his cultivation is so fast, his foundation must be vain, and his strength is naturally not as good as that of an old man like them who have been famous for hundreds of years.

"Young man, even if your master comes today, you don't dare to talk to the old man like this. ”

Now that the tea has been drunk and the scene is enough, Ling Ruyuan simply stopped pretending to be polite, and the powerful coercion of the late Yuan Infant suddenly burst out, and the surrounding lake surface was undulating and roaring.

"Master ......"

Di Qingzhu saw that the two sides were facing each other, and he couldn't help but show an anxious look on his face, and he was about to step forward to stop him.

But before she could take three steps, she was swept out of the courtyard by the powerful coercion, and at the same time, this huge courtyard immediately opened a formation, completely covering the aura of the two.

Since Ling Ruyuan knew that Qiao Yuan would come, he was naturally prepared, and as soon as this formation was opened, even if it was dark inside, the others would not notice it in the slightest.

This hand is to guard against Su Zhen, as long as he doesn't interfere, Ling Ruyuan has the confidence to teach Qiao Yuan a good lesson.

Of course, he wouldn't take his life, after all, both of them were the pillars of the Moon River Sect.

Qiao Yuan stood opposite him steadily, his expression was as calm as water, as if the coercion of the late Yuan Infant had no effect on him.

"It seems that Elder Ling has already prepared, okay, it's better to do this, let's make a bet. ”

"Bet on what?"

Ling Ruyuan's expression moved, and he saw that Qiao Yuan's aura was not in the slightest disorder, and it didn't seem to be a hard support.

"Let's have a fight, if I lose, I will never look for her from now on, but if I win a move and a half, then please tell me Wanchen's whereabouts." ”

As soon as these words came out, a trace of essence suddenly flashed in Ling Ruyuan's eyes.

On the one hand, this bet was an excellent opportunity for the two of them to break it off, on the other hand, he was a little unsure of Qiao Yuan's thoughts, and he didn't know where he was so confident.

After feeling it carefully, Ling Ruyuan determined that Qiao Yuan only had a cultivation in the middle of the Yuan Infant period, and his aura was slightly unstable, obviously he had just advanced, and his cultivation had not yet been completely stabilized.

"Okay, the old man made a bet with you. ”

Cultivation has reached such a point, if he doesn't even dare to respond to this kind of gamble, it will inevitably affect his self-confidence, which will be harmful to his cultivation.

Moreover, as a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and he had lived for hundreds of years, whether it was from the perspective of cultivation or combat experience, he had a greater chance of winning.

Seeing that Ling Ruyuan agreed, the corners of Qiao Yuan's mouth couldn't help but curl a little.

If he planned to pretend to be confused to the end, Qiao Yuan really couldn't do anything about him.

But now, the situation is not easy to say, after all, with his current strength, it is really not certain who will win and who will lose who will be the late stage cultivator of the Superior Battle Yuan.

The two looked at each other again, and this time it was different from before, and immediately there were invisible electric sparks splashing.

The two powerful coercion collided together, like a dragon and tiger fighting, and the surrounding lake suddenly rolled up waves of more than ten zhang, and the stone table and stone bench in front of them were even more unbearable, and they were instantly crushed by the coercion.

Before the fight started, this momentum was enough to suffocate the early Yuan Infant cultivator, if it hadn't been for Ling Ruyuan driving Di Qingzhu out just now, I'm afraid she would have been seriously injured on the ground by now, unable to move.

After confronting each other like this for a while, Ling Ruyuan saw that Qiao Yuan did not feel the slightest discomfort, and he didn't even frown, and his heart suddenly became vigilant.

"Please!"

Although both of them were Yuan Infant Stage cultivators, in the final analysis, Ling Ruyuan was still a person of Duan Tiangu's generation, and at this moment, he had the demeanor of an elder, so he did not make the first move, but signaled Qiao Yuan to make the first move.

Since everyone apologized, he naturally wouldn't shirk.

You must know that in this kind of master duel, whoever strikes first will seize the opportunity, which has a great impact on the decision of the winner.

Of course, the prerequisite is that the strength of the two is equal, and the difference in cultivation is not large.

Qiao Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and with a thought in his heart, the power of the God of War bloodline hidden all over his body gathered together and surged towards his right arm.

The skin that was hidden under the clothes immediately turned red, and the blood vessels were agitating and undulating, as if insects were burrowing in it.

Suddenly, a powerful force of qi and blood burst out, making Ling Ruyuan's expression condense, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Sure enough, it is the purest power of the God of War bloodline. ”

Aside from anything else, Ling Ruyuan still had great appreciation for Qiao Yuan, if it weren't for the prophecy that had been passed down from generation to generation, he would definitely agree that Ling Wanchen and Qiao Yuan would be together.

Suppressing the excess thoughts in his heart, he took a deep breath, formed his right hand into a palm, and pressed it downward.

Although there was no clue on the surface, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and a strong force of qi and blood also gathered in his right arm.

As a descendant of the God of War, Ling Ruyuan did not accept the inheritance of the God of War like Ling Wanchen, but he contained part of the bloodline of the God of War in his body.

Condensing this part of the bloodline, its physical body can reach a peak in an instant, compared to Qiao Yuan, it is really difficult to say which is stronger and which is weaker.