After the previous battle with the Heng clan, Tang Ling taught the use of the cloud rudder in Jiutian, and also set up several formations to ensure that the cloud rudder could break through even if it was besieged again, after all, Xiao Pingsha was now recuperating in the cloud rudder, and this arrangement also set many guarantees for him. Such a generous gift, according to Jiutian's stubborn character, was naturally asserted and refused at first, but after Tang Ling stated that this was a borrowing rather than a gift, and Yun'er persuaded him with kind words, Jiu Tian agreed to it, and solemnly declared to Tang Ling: "Today's kindness, Jiutian has written it down, and if there is a chance in the future, it will be returned a hundred times." Tang Ling and Yun'er shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

And Cheng Yanjin, who was watching from the sidelines, made a subsequent comment, which provoked Jiutian to almost start a life-and-death duel with him.

"You little girl, your ability to fight is not high, but your hypocritical temper is not small. ”

As for this ghost ancestor of the world......

Tang Ling now even regrets a little bit about teaching him the art of cultivating the ghost path.

This time, Cheng Yanjin was recalled from the ghost domain, in addition to using his hand to recall Empress Wu, Concubine Wu Hui and Li Longji for a meeting, the main thing was to ask him to travel through the world as a ghost and rebalance the influence of the ghost clan in the world. Unexpectedly, as soon as this dead fat man returned to the world, he made a lot of nonsense, claiming that he had been cultivating as a ghost for nearly a hundred years, and he had never smelled the smell of meat or the smell of wine. was so angry that Tang Ling almost opened the door of the Ghost Domain again, slapped him in with one palm and continued to cultivate.

And Yun'er's blurted out a salutation, which made Cheng Yanjin get carried away, and directly ignored Tang Ling's intimidation.

Recalling the scene at that time, this burly man raised his slap and kept slapping Tang Ling, and at the same time teased: "Did you hear that? Your beloved wife calls me 'uncle'! That is to say, she also admits that I am your eldest brother! If you dare to be disrespectful to me, you are disrespectful to your eldest brother! Hahahaha, I Lao Cheng actually became the eldest brother of the Creation Sage, even if I want my soul to fly away at the moment, it is also worth it!"

Because of this, when Tang Ling said goodbye to Cheng Yanjin, he secretly made a decision: the next time he saw this dead fat man, he must beat him hard to eliminate the hatred in his heart - no, it is not enough to beat him once, he must see and beat him once to make him deeply understand what will happen if he offends the Creation Sage.

A grilled fish was quickly eaten by Yun'er, and her aunt wiped her mouth, still looking unsatisfied, and saw that there were still a few fresh fish by the bonfire behind her, and she couldn't help but stretch out her hand again. Tang Ling opened his mouth and said, "Wait a while, there are guests coming." ”

Yun'er was stunned: "Guest?"

As soon as the words fell, a heroic voice came from afar: "Hahahaha, Yun'er brother and sister, my old Cheng is here!"

Tang Ling's brows furrowed instantly, and the hippie smile in the face of Yun's childhood suddenly disappeared, and he began to rub his temples vigorously.

It seems that he has become more and more like a mortal in the past hundred years, especially when he met a certain drunkard and strong man, this fate inevitably involved him.

Just when Tang Ling had a headache alone, Cheng Biting Jin was like a meteor in the sky falling straight to the earth, and the moment he landed, the dust and smoke were churning, and the rubble was splashing-

Tang Ling flicked it with one hand, and a hurricane was generated, and the dust, smoke, and gravel suddenly blew back, and many of the gravel even bounced onto Cheng Yanjin's body, causing him to scream: "Stinky boy, do you intend to fight if you stir up my such a breezy and domineering way of appearing with one hand?"

Before Cheng finished biting Jin's screams, Tang Ling had already appeared in front of him, and with a casual look, he had firmly grasped his unusually rough cheeks and beards, and dragged them straight into the distance.

"Ling, you-"

"What's wrong?"

Yun'er opened her mouth to ask, and Tang Ling naturally responded, but the extremely unusually kind smile on his face had already made a certain aunt and grandmother automatically give up the intention of asking, and at the same time cautiously instructed: "Start lightly." ”

"I will. ”

With a kind smile on his face that Yun'er didn't dare to disturb, Tang Ling grabbed the beard of the current ghost ancestor and dragged him into the dense forest, until he was sure that Yun'er couldn't see his figure-

The sound of punching and kicking began to be heard.

Long.

After a hundred years of cultivation, Cheng Biting Jinzheng, who was unilaterally beaten for the first time, was lying on the ground with a discouraged face, although he had already been a ghost, and he would never have a blue nose and swollen face, but at this time, anyone could see that he had been brutally beaten by a certain power.

As soon as the smoke and dust were passed, he almost destroyed the fresh fish that Tang Ling had carefully prepared for Yun'er, and he just beat him violently, which could be regarded as barely eliminating some resentment in Tang Ling's heart, but this did not mean that a certain ghost ancestor understood. After getting up from the ground, the dead fat man kept humming: "Anyway, I am also the Duke of Tang Lu Guogong, and I am the ancestor of the ghost in the world." Stinky boy, why don't you leave me a little face?"

"Lu Guogong, Ghost Ancestor, do your names mean anything in front of me? Or do you want me to clean you up again in front of Yun'er to be considered a respect for you?" Tang Ling was going to bite the golden beard again.

Cheng Yanjin hurriedly dodged back: "Don't don't, the Spirit Sage is invincible, and the little ghosts don't dare to make a mistake-then you are really controlled by your martial arts and your skills have been greatly reduced? Why didn't I fight back at all?"

Tang Ling snorted coldly again: "It's good that the body is controlled, and it's also a fact that the skill is greatly reduced." In terms of simple fighting skills, I may not be able to defeat you now, but I am a Creation Sage after all, and it will not be a problem to clean you up as a member of the Six Clans. ”

Cheng Yanjin's eyes lit up: "In other words, if you are not facing a member of the Six Clans, it will take a lot of effort, such as the members of the Heng Clan that day?"

"Although they call themselves the Heng Clan, they are transformed from the Six Clans after all, and they still pose no threat to me in theory. But if I give up my soul and become a walking dead with mana, I may cause a lot of trouble. Tang Ling sneered, and at the same time stretched out a palm to Cheng Yanjin, only to see a small black pattern like a vine gradually appear on it.

"What is this?" Cheng Yanjin looked at it for a long time and asked.

Retracting his palm, Tang Ling regained his previous lightness: "This is called 'Lock Spirit Pattern', the prohibition imposed by me before I entered the world in order to suppress the influence of my own power on the Six Realms can suppress my power to a level that this heaven and earth can bear. It's just that now because of a little accident, the Lock Spirit Pattern is now gradually eroding my body. Maybe one day, I will become like a mortal. Of course, that day will not come for hundreds of years to come. ”

Cheng Biting Kington was bored: "In other words, I won't have a chance to beat you up until hundreds of years later?"