Somewhere between heaven and earth.

The seven Creation Saints stood calmly, waiting for the return of the "Heavens".

Tang Ling intervened in the battle in the mortal world, they had already known about it, and because of this, "Heaven" would appear in front of Tang Ling again. At this time, the "human" took the place of Tang Ling and withstood the pressure exerted by all the sages.

"Do mortals really have the power to influence us?"

This is a question that has come to mind together.

Since the creation of the world, the nine Sages have collectively observed two rules. First, the Sages must not engage in armed conflicts with each other, because a powerful Origin Collision may lead to the destruction of the world, and second, if it is not necessary, the Sages must not intervene in the struggle of the six races in the world, so as to avoid the influence and uneasiness of the six races caused by powerful forces.

But just now, Tang Ling angrily punished Zhang Tongtian and his party, this move has broken the guidelines that the Creation Sage has been abiding by for thousands of years, but this move is only because of Na Yun'er's request......

After many inquiries from the other saints, the "people" were still speechless, but the words "no comment" could not cope with their brothers.

I don't know how long I waited, but "Tian" finally returned.

"How?"

The reaction of the saints was as unanimous as ever.

"Heaven" obviously couldn't explain Tang Ling's transformation at this time, and from the words that Tang Ling asked him to relay on his behalf, it was obvious that even this creation spirit didn't know why he had changed like this.

For a moment, silence hung between the eight saints.

"Heaven" added to the silence: "According to the statement of the 'spirit', he claims that he somehow cannot push back Na Yun'er's request—any request. ”

"'Ling' has true feelings for Yun'er?"

This was an impossible answer for the Creator Sage, but now it is the only one.

The Sages fell into a deeper silence.

Long.

A long sigh rang out.

"Now the state of the 'spirit', even if we have the heart, we are powerless to interfere - on that day, we were hit by the demon body for nine days, and our doppelganger's body was about to be exhausted, and it is estimated that we will return to the main body in the near future. Let him deal with the matter of the spirit. ”

This resolution was like a final word, and although the saints had other plans, they had to give up.

Next.

After the Blood Sea sent the bandits to the government and returned, because they couldn't resist Yun'er's request, Tang Ling was responsible for sending Du Dali and his wife back to their village. During this period of time, Du Dali and his wife naturally thanked Tang Ling and Yun'er for their kindness, Tang Ling has always been reluctant to accept this way of thanking, and as for Yun'er, she is not very accustomed to it. Helplessly, the other party's gratitude was quite sincere, and they had to deal with it half-push and half-on-the-spot.

Perhaps because of the blessing of the Spirit of Creation, the newborn was able to open his eyes in just one day, and he showed a liveliness that ordinary babies did not have. Although she can't speak, her eyes full of life have aroused Yun'er's affection. made Yun'er love this baby girl a little more. If Tang Ling hadn't stopped her early, the blood gold pendant that had just returned to her waist would have been given out as a meeting gift.

It was a few days before Du Dali and his wife were sent back to the village. After listening to Du Dali's statement, the residents of the village all poured out, hoping to see the demeanor of the "immortal heroes", which was obviously another embarrassment for Tang Ling, who was not used to contact with mortals, and as for Yun'er, she had already hidden behind Tang Ling.

"Mr. Tang Ling, we have brought the treasure looted by the bandits according to your instructions, and in addition, we have also handed over the bandits to the nearby government. ”

Zhao Zhuheng's timely appearance made Tang Ling breathe a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, Tang Ling instructed him unhurriedly: "You give the treasure to these villagers, we still need to continue the journey, and you will take care of the rest." ”

As soon as the words fell, Tang Ling felt the corners of his clothes being gently pulled by Yun'er, and at this time the latter had the courage to speak: "Ling, I want to see Xiao Xie Xian before leaving." ”

Xie Xian is the name of the baby girl. After a night of reflection, Du Dali and Chen Yili decided to name the newborn who had received the help of the spirit of creation. Although Tang Ling felt crying and laughing, she didn't say anything to stop it, as for Yun'er, she never paid attention to the meaning of a name, and the only thing that attracted her was the little Xie Xian who was only born for one day and could be made to giggle by her.

"Go ahead. ”

Tang Ling said so, to Yun'er's surprise, he didn't take the opportunity to entertain himself in language today.

Looking at Yun'er, who turned back three times in one step, Tang Ling didn't turn around and leave until she walked into Du Dali's house, but she was not alone, Zhao Zhuheng was following him.

"What's the matter with you?"

Tang Ling stopped the steps he had just taken and looked back at this mortal, in all fairness, he did not leave behind his identity as a Creation Sage, except for Yun'er, he was not willing to have any contact with mortals, and he naturally did not show any joy for Zhao Zhuheng to follow.

Zhao Zhuheng heard Tang Ling ask like this, and his voice was still respectful: "Zhu Heng has informed the hall master of his encounter with Mr. Tang Ling last night. In addition, I wonder if Mr. Tang Ling can enjoy his face and get together in Luoyang?"

"You mean Mo Lengyan is in Luoyang now?"

"Exactly. ”

"Luoyang?" Tang Ling muttered, "It's not a bad thing to get there and take a break." ”

Hearing Tang Ling's answer, Zhao Zhuheng, who was still apprehensive, finally settled down. After all, after Tang Lingyun'er left from Guangling County that day, Mo Lengyan, who was the hall master of the Wild Waves, seemed to be haunted by all kinds of thoughts, not only did he leave for Luoyang on the night after the action, but he even invited the other party to Luoyang to talk about the same name as the Rainstorm Hall Master who passed the book to him.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Zhao Zhuheng had followed Mo Lengyan for several years, except for facing the sea lord who held the power of the blood sea, this Wild Waves Hall Master who was named "Leng Yan" always maintained an unwavering tone, even in the face of the rest of the high-level in the organization, he never showed half of humility or strength. Only the Mr. Tang Ling in front of him, when they met for the first time that day, he showed unprecedented courtesy. This time, Mo Lengyan disrupted the original arrangement and pointed directly at Luoyang, Zhao Zhuheng could almost conclude that it was also caused by this Mr. Tang Ling, and he was really puzzled by this - why did a wanderer attract so much attention?

And after really seeing Tang Ling, Zhao Zhuheng's doubts immediately disappeared.

When it is quiet, it is one with all things in heaven and earth; when it moves, it seems to teach the common people to tremble with it; when it is happy, the scenery around it is like a spring breeze; when it is angry, the void and the sky also want to bow down to it and beg for mercy.

This is Tang Ling in Zhao Zhuheng's eyes, after a few days of getting along, he has already decided in his heart: Tang Ling is the legendary cultivator who can soar through the clouds, and he is also the leader who has already achieved positive results. At this moment, he was convinced of Mo Lengyan's previous words: "If you can't recruit them, remember not to make enemies with them." ”

If you offend an ordinary mortal, even if the other party is in power, the sea of blood can be violent, but if you offend a cultivator who doesn't know the depths, this is probably not a trouble that can be easily passed. At this moment, Zhao Zhuheng has long been unable to give birth to the idea of "making enemies". The mess in the bandit camp was undoubtedly Tang Ling's handiwork. And the look on the bandits when they saw Tang Ling again after waking up made Zhao Zhuheng and his team members speculate: What kind of magical power did this Mr. Tang Ling exert to make the bandits who were obviously rolling on the tip of the knife all day so panicked?

And after Tang Ling and his entourage left.

Bandit camp.

After the cleaning of the members of the Blood Sea, the mess here has weakened slightly, and the magic circle drawn by Tang Ling earlier has long since dispersed, and the dry wind swept by, and the dust that was blown up was unceremoniously hit on the harsh ice printed with the appearance of Zhang Tongtian.

Suddenly.

Two figures, one standing and one kneeling, appeared in this deserted camp. The shrunken man fell to his knees, with a look of pain and fear on his face at the same time - the bandit leader who had just been sent to the government by the members of the Blood Sea had now lost his usual ruthlessness and domineering, as if he was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and he was speculating in fear about his fate.

There was a sharp pain in his right shoulder, and the man who had brought him back was silently ordering him to repeat the situation. The leader of the bandits opened his mouth, and instead of a statement, a plea for mercy came out of his mouth: "Please, I don't want to recall the situation at that time. ”

With a cold snort, the bandit leader Fang Cai's shoulder, which was still tightly clamped, was finally relieved at this time, but unfortunately it was not because the other party was merciful, but because a hand like steel had already forcefully pulled the shoulder and arm away from his body at this time. The blood that splattered out of the spurt hit the opponent's black robe that covered his entire body. Suddenly, the bandit leader, who had lost his arm and lost his support, fell to the ground and let out a cry like a pig.

Although covered by a robe and hood, the perpetrator's face seemed to show a happy expression because of the wail.

"It's self-inflicted, and if you had told me everything obediently, I wouldn't have had to use such complicated methods—do you think I had mercy to get you out of prison?"

At this time, the bandit leader has been occupied by pain, how can he regret it?

Zhang Jin, who chased and killed for nine days that day, but was seriously injured by Tang Ling's blow, now looked coldly at the bandit leader who was still screaming, there was no pity in his eyes, small blood splashed, and the slender fingers had stabbed into the eyebrows of the bandit leader.

The finger was withdrawn, and the body of the bandit leader fell to the ground weakly, and the small splash of blood now formed a fountain. At the same time, Zhang Jin's hands flew up, and there were words in his mouth, and before long, the blood spurted out formed a blood ball in midair. Just as the blood cell was formed, a shout was heard, announcing that Zhang Jin's main secret method had been cast: "The soul is back!"

As if to respond to Zhang Jin's call, a pair of void palms stretched out from nowhere, pressing straight into the blood ball, only to hear the sound of running water, and a huge blood ball has been sucked clean by these hands. Immediately afterwards, a figure that seemed to be real appeared in front of Zhang Jin with the hands slowly lowered.

"Fourth brother, fortunately, you arrived in time, and I can still tell you a little news. ”

Having just absorbed all the essence blood of the bandit leader, this figure finally showed his appearance, which was the cultivator who had turned into blood under Tang Ling's coercion earlier.

"Second brother, what variables have you encountered? What about the eldest brother and the third brother?" Zhang Jin showed joy for the first time when he saw his second brother appear.

"Spirit of Creation ......"

The name of the long ago made Zhang Jin's whole body tremble.

"He suddenly appeared, destroying our ritual of refining soul beasts, the third brother was blasted into ashes by him with heavenly thunder, and the eldest brother was calcined by the soul devouring fire, and no longer existed between this heaven and earth, and I, now I'm afraid I will follow in their footsteps. ”

"Second brother, you rest first, I want to reinforce your soul now. ”

"How can the methods of the Creation Sage be that we can fight against now?" The Broken Soul shook his head slowly, his body had become illusory again, which made his voice a little more illusory, and at the same time a little more majestic, "Lord Zhang Jin, I support it until this moment to inform you that the Spirit of Creation has reappeared in this mortal world. I want you to swear that until you fulfill the long-cherished wish of our clan, you will never again have any intersections with the spirit of creation, and you must let my clan regain the glory of this heaven and earth!"

Before the word "between" could be spoken, the remnant soul that had just reappeared suddenly collapsed, turning into dim flying ashes little by little, sprinkled on Zhang Jinzhu, who was about to raise his hand to cast a spell, and also sprinkled on the face that had become hideous.

"The spirit of creation, good means! Good ability! One day, I, Lord Zhang Jin, will inevitably replace you and other creation saints in this mortal world, and then torture, grind, humiliate, and humiliate you in every way!"