"Anyway, I've already brought the words of the master, you should be careful yourself. Chen Susha admonished on the side.

"Senior sister, is Zhou Ning really strong?" Duan Ling looked at Chen Susha, after all, this time his opponent was the strongest among the younger generations of the entire Yunding Sect, before this, he didn't know anything about him except that Zhou Ning was the number one on the Cloud Ladder List.

As the saying goes, only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated. Although his cultivation is indeed inferior to Zhou Ning, if he can learn more about Zhou Ning's situation, he can also take some precautions in advance.

Chen Susha looked at Duan Ling, in her acquaintance with Duan Ling, Duan Ling had never spoken in such a tone, or asked anyone for advice, this was the only time she felt that Duan Ling was serious.

"Zhou Ning entered the sect very early, and his talent is also the highest among his peers. Three years ago, when he was still in the late stage of the seventh vein, he was already able to compete with Senior Brother Du Tianyu Du, who had just entered the eighth vein. Chen Susha's eyes were deep, and she seemed to recall the scene three years ago.

"Seven veins against eight veins?" Duan Ling frowned, this is indeed something to be proud of, every cultivation stage in the cultivation realm is very different, but Zhou Ning can rely on the cultivation of the seven veins to compete with the eight veins, proving that his cultivation is profound, and his magic power is even superior.

And who is Du Tianyu? That is the person who has walked through the 983rd step of the Cloud Ladder List. This kind of person is originally cultivated to a high level, but the cultivation of the eight veins is still not comparable to Zhou Ning's late stage of the seven veins.

"In the past three years, they have not faced off again, but those who have seen the Cloud Ladder List know that the first day of the Yunding Sect is no longer Du Tianyu, but Zhou Ning. ”

Duan Ling nodded, the Cloud Ladder List was originally a tester to evaluate the cultivation of the sect's cultivators, and Zhou Ning was able to come out of the top two steps more than Du Tianyu, so he was naturally the first powerhouse that was understandable. Don't underestimate these small two steps, Duan Ling has personally tried it, the higher the ladder, the greater the coercion, if there is no strong cultivation to fight against it, there is no way to move forward at all.

"I had a discussion with Senior Brother Du not long ago, and although we are both the Eight Pulses, I can't make ten moves in Senior Brother Du's hands. I once asked him if he could defeat Zhou Ning, and he only said one sentence, if there is only one monk in the Yunding Sect who can open the vein realm to escape from the ordinary, that person must be Zhou Ning. Chen Susha said calmly.

It's just that Duan Ling still saw that fearless and even eager to fight in her eyes. This is probably the nature of all monks, the more they encounter someone who is stronger than themselves, the more they want to surpass and prove themselves.

"Now that you know who you're facing, even Senior Brother Du is not sure to defeat someone, why should you defeat him?" Chen Susha looked at Duan Ling, she knew that her words might make Duan Ling have some impact, but what she said was also the truth. Duan Ling's six-vein cultivation, how can he beat Zhou Ning?

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for informing me!" Duan Ling bowed to Chen Susha with a fist, and there was no longer the ridicule and laughter of the past.

He has such an anti-heaven treasure as Hei Ding, he knows that he can definitely become a powerhouse of the eight veins, and even the detached may not be able to, but he lacks time, he does not have enough time to improve his cultivation, and Zhou Ning will not give him time, he will seize any opportunity that can put Duan Ling to death.

"I hope he still has some scruples about the second uncle and leaves me more time. Duan Ling thought silently in his heart.

"What are you going to do now?" Seeing that Duan Ling didn't speak, Chen Susha suddenly asked.

"I don't know, if it really can't be avoided, I can only fight, even if I know that I am not his opponent, I will sacrifice my sword in front of him. Senior sister, please go back first, I'm going to cultivate. Duan Ling looked at the sky in the distance and said slowly.

Chen Susha knew that Duan Ling must be under a lot of pressure in her heart at this time, and she didn't want to disturb him. He took two steps outward, but turned back and said to Duan Ling: "You remember, don't leave the sect, in the sect, he will never dare to kill you." ”

Looking at Chen Susha's departing figure, Duan Ling turned off the protection of the medicine garden, he knew that even if there was a black ding, it would be impossible to raise his cultivation to the eighth vein in a short period of time, he could only find other ways to replace the shortcomings in his cultivation.

With a palm in his hand, the folding fan appeared in Duan Ling's hand, this is the Qingyun fan that the sect rewarded him after planting the Pregnant Spirit Grass to win the championship, Lu Zhongyuan told him that this fan is a magic weapon, and there is something in it, but he has been enlightened for many days, and he still hasn't figured out how to use this folding fan.

Spreading out the folding fan, the white fan bones appeared in front of him, Duan Ling had already explored, it was really a bone, and its hardness was beyond his imagination, but he didn't know what kind of bone it was made of.

The mountain peaks and flowing water painted on it are majestic and magnificent, and where the clouds and mist above the top of the mountain are shrouded, the white tiger still only shows half of its head.

"Huh?" Duan Ling's eyes were about to leave the white tiger, when he suddenly found that there was a little light in the black pupils of the white tiger.

Duan Ling looked intently at the white tiger's eyes, and entered from that pupil, its pupils seemed to have become a deep tunnel, and at the end of that tunnel was the faint light. Duan Ling's spiritual sense was getting closer and closer to the bright light as the tunnel deepened, and the light slowly dispersed like a mist dissipating.

Eventually, the light of the stars turned into fire, and then into dazzling sunlight. That flash of light was finally fully displayed in front of Duan Ling's eyes. It was a huge golden script, and I don't know how it was written in this pupil, and I don't know what raw material it was used to write it, but it could emit light, and there were bursts of coercion that spread out with the halo of light that spread around.

Duan Ling withdrew his spiritual sense and looked at the other eye of the white tiger again, the spiritual sense passed through the deep pupils, and this time it was a tiger character.

"What do the two different words written in the pupils represent?" Duan Ling, who had retracted his spiritual sense, looked at the white tiger in the fan and thought silently.

"Ben-Tiger. ”

"Tiger-Ben. ”

"Roar..."

Suddenly, a roar came from the Qingyun fan, and I saw that the white tiger, which originally had only one head in the fan, actually dispersed the clouds and mist on its body in the roar at this moment. And as the clouds dispersed, its extremely astonishing size was slowly revealed.

It is about seven or eight zhang high, and the length is about twenty zhang, and its sharp teeth stand in its mouth like sharp peaks. The huge tiger claw seemed to shatter a mountain peak with a single wave of the word. And its tail actually had barbs one by one, and when it flew forward, bursts of explosions appeared in the void, as if every dance of the tail would break the void.

"Roar!" The white tiger in the fan actually rushed out of the Qingyun fan directly and appeared in Duan Ling's medicine garden, its appearance carried an astonishing coercion, Duan Ling cultivated to run resistance, and then he barely stood firm, facing this huge tiger that suddenly appeared, Duan Ling was even more apprehensive.

Fortunately, Duan Ling's medicine garden was large enough, otherwise, this huge white tiger might really be able to break the protection of the medicine garden.

"Roar..."

Another figure quickly appeared in front of Duan Ling after feeling the coercion released by the white tiger, and a roar like the white tiger came out, and the two huge wings on his back continued to stir up, setting off gusts of wind.

"Small plate?" Duan Ling looked at the two-winged tiger beast that suddenly appeared in front of him, and opened his mouth suspiciously.

When the two-winged tiger beast heard Duan Ling's shout, it turned its head around at this moment, grinning and revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth with a cold glow, and it didn't know whether it was a demonstration or a smile.

Just seeing the way it protected itself behind him, Duan Ling could think that this was a small plate even if he was stupid. It had always been skeptical that Xiaopan could actually kill Wang Hu, but Xiaopan couldn't speak, so he naturally didn't know what Xiaopan looked like after he transformed.

Although he had already known that Xiao Pan was a spirit beast, this was the first time Duan Ling had seen Xiao Pan after his transformation. It has cat-like ears and eyes, a tiger-like body, and to be precise, it's more like a combination of a cat and a tiger.

"Roar!" the disc roared at the behemoth in front of him, as if to say that if he dared to make a move, he would tear it apart.

"Open the six veins!" the white tiger's eyes swept over Duan Ling, "It's too weak!"

"It's actually a cat spirit tiger with seven veins!" "The white tiger looked at the roaring small plate with interest in his eyes.

Hearing Bai Hu say human words had already surprised Duan Ling enough, and at this time, hearing that Xiao Pan was actually a seven-vein spirit beast shocked Duan Ling a lot, thinking about how long it would take for Xiao Pan to kill Wang Hu now.

"Are you the white tiger in the fan?" Duan Ling asked as he turned to the giant tiger in front of him.

"My name is Tiger Ben, why did you summon me out?" After the white giant tiger finished speaking, it quickly shrank in size, and the coercion gradually disappeared from Duan Ling's body, and it did not stop until its body was about the size of a small disk.

"Why are you in this door? Also, I didn't call you. Duan Ling looked at Hu Ben, revealing an inexplicable look.

"You have a folding fan in your hand, just call me by name, and I will naturally be summoned after feeling it. Tiger Ben took a few steps back and forth.

Duan Ling said darkly, I see, the two words in the tiger's eyes in the painting are the tricks to summon this tiger.

"As for why I'm in the fan......" The tiger kept walking back and forth, and the momentum on his body that had dissipated was brought up again, and his eyes became increasingly vicious.

"I was cultivating in the mountains, but I met a human monk, and I couldn't help but kill me, and I was made into this broken fan by extracting my bones, and sealing my spirit body inside, becoming a fan spirit. I'm going to kill... Kill all the abominable human monks. The tiger's eyes showed a fierce light, and his body became huge again, and the huge forefoot suddenly slapped down towards Duan Ling.

Duan Ling was shocked, under such a huge tiger's palm, he had no strength to fight back at all. And the small plate, when the tiger's palm was slapped, had already risen to the top. It's just that Duan Ling knew that even the cultivation of the Seven Veins of the Small Plate would definitely not be able to stop this destructive palm.

At the moment, it didn't matter too much, the Qingyun fan in his hand immediately flew towards the giant palm, "Bang!" Xiaopan's body hit the giant palm, and the giant palm didn't move at all, on the other hand, Xiaopan smashed into the ground like a meteorite under the force of the shock.

And immediately after, the Qingyun fan also touched the giant palm, and at the moment of touching the giant palm, the tiger Ben actually let out an angry roar, and its giant palm was directly shot through by the Qingyun fan.

"I don't dare... I don't dare. The size of the tiger ben shrank rapidly, and he shivered as he looked at the Qingyun fan floating in front of him.

"It turns out that the Qingyun Fan is actually a magic weapon to restrain it!" Duan Ling was overjoyed in his heart, and with a wave of his hand, the Qingyun Fan returned to his hand.

"What kind of cultivation are you?" Duan Ling asked, holding the Qingyun Fan in his hand, which was equivalent to holding the life of the tiger in his hand.

"I'm in the middle stage of deterioration, but now I only have a spirit body, and I'm sealed in this fan, and I only have the strength of the eight veins perfect. Hu Ben looked at the Qingyun fan in Duan Ling's hand with jealousy, for fear that if he answered slowly, Duan Ling would give him another blow.

"Huh... Haha, the eight veins are perfect, if you surrender to me, Tiger Ben, when my cultivation is enough, I will definitely release you out of the folding fan. Duan Ling said with a smile.

"Yes, yes. Tiger Ben is willing to surrender!" Tiger Ben was depressed in his heart, it was really the fan in Duan Ling's hand that was its nemesis, otherwise how could it surrender to a low-level Open Vein cultivator in the middle of the world.