The sudden disappearance of pressure on his body made Yan Le's body churn, and the blood that poured into his mouth from his body was stubbornly swallowed by Yan Le, feeling the bloody meaning in his mouth, and his heart was extremely humiliated.

Wiping away the blood flowing from his nose, Yan Le didn't speak, still lowered his head, but his eyes were already bloodshot, and his brows were already tightly locked, he had never been so embarrassed since he stepped into the immortal cultivation realm, regardless of whether he knew this person before or not, but her way of doing this made Yan Le feel cold.

"Seniors, rest assured, juniors can still bear it"

Listening to Yan Le's bland answer, it was like a needle piercing her heart, making her regret why she did it just now, the matter has come to this, what happened has happened, it is impossible for her to apologize to Yan Le in front of all her disciples, let alone put down her body, transmit her voice in her heart, and apologize.

Thinking of this, feeling that Yan Le should be fine, the Xuanxiao Sect Leader took a deep breath and said to Elder Mu behind him: "Take care of him" After speaking, his posture moved, and with a gust of incense, he disappeared.

At this time, Yan Le raised his head and looked at the top floor of the highest palace on the sea boat, behind the plum blossom window embroidered with silk and white cloth, as if there was a pair of eyes looking at him, Yan Le withdrew his eyes as usual, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with his sleeve, and took a deep breath.

"Little brother, I don't know what to call it?"

Elder Mu stepped forward and handed Yan Le a pill, but he politely refused, feeling that the fatigue in his body had almost been eliminated by the soul tree, and hurriedly arched his hand to the skinny old man and said, "The junior is surnamed Song, and his name is Tian."

"Song Tian! good name" Elder Mu nodded in admiration, and walked towards the first palace with Yan Le, the disciples of the Xuanxiao Sect on the deck gave way one after another, and watched this Yan Le enter the palace, and some sharp-eyed monks had already seen the white hair on the back of Yan Le's crown, and their hearts flashed with thunder, and their breathing became heavier.

"Okay, let's all disperse, when the Ying Shen Conference starts, if you can't comprehend anything, see if I don't pull your tendons, pick your skin, and what are you still doing in a daze, go back to your room to cultivate"

Looking at the disciples who scattered in a hurry, this kind-faced old man shook his head helplessly and sighed.

"Haha, Elder Hai still likes to scare the disciples, go, go to my room, we haven't finished drinking yet" After speaking, the three elders walked towards the third palace with a smile, and when they passed the first palace, they didn't forget to shout inside: "Elder Mu, hurry up, we'll wait for you"

In a room that was so simple that there was only a bed, Elder Mu had already explained everything, it was not that he deliberately led Yan Le to this room, but that every disciple's room was like this.

"In that case, the old man also went back to drinking"

After Elder Mu finished speaking, he patted Yan Le's shoulder with relief, and then opened the door to leave, and kept thinking in his heart, what is the relationship between this person and the Sect Leader, and he actually made the Sect Leader so concerned, especially when his divine sense sensed this person's breath just now, the Sect Master actually rushed out as soon as possible and brought this person back, I am afraid that I knew this person before.

After thinking about it, he couldn't figure it out, Elder Mu shook his head, and said helplessly: "Hey, forget it, don't think about it, drink and go."

Sensing that Elder Mu had left, Yan Le hurriedly took out five lower-grade spirit stones from the storage bag and placed them one by one on the side of the bed, when the last spirit stone was put down, a light curtain that only Yan Le could see enveloped the entire bed frame, Yan Le then walked in, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to meditate.

Different from the ordinary room where Yan Le was, in a wing room full of amorous and pink decorations, the head of the Xuanxiao Sect stood at the window, looking out, a pair of jade hands kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, her beautiful eyes were full of regret, she didn't know why she had just done that in front of her disciples, especially seeing that Yan Le didn't beg for mercy, the coercion was even more aggravated, this kind of pressure, I am afraid that I can't bear it during the fusion period, let alone Yan Le in the foundation building period.

Thinking of this, she stomped her feet a little hatefully, walked to the side of the bed, slapped the pillow regardless of her identity, her beautiful face was coquettish, like a little daughter-in-law who was bullied, the little daughter's mentality was undoubtedly leaky, she didn't know, just because of something like today, Yan Le was completely chilled by her.

With the control of his mind, Yan Le slowly guided the warm current in his body and pulsated towards the dantian, and his mind was also very clear because of the existence of the soul tree, and the slowly rotating golden ball in the dantian stopped without any hesitation under Yan Le's control, and hurriedly urged his divine sense, and under his inner vision, he was secretly happy, and as his divine consciousness was immersed in the dantian, the picture of a golden river appeared in his mind.

Yan Le took a deep breath, calmed the restlessness in his heart, guided the warm current, and slowly approached the dantian, just when the two were about to meet together, the dantian seemed to have not drunk water for a long time, and suddenly burst out with a ray of light, swallowing the warm current, and Yan Le, who was in the dantian, suddenly saw something like a meteor, smashing towards the small river formed by spiritual power.

Almost when it touched the surface of the spiritual power, the meteor-like energy did not stir up any ripples, and it just fused into it, at this moment, the space in the dantian suddenly became larger, and the spiritual power river, as if because of the addition of meteor energy, separated a small river from it, a sense of comfort, rushed into his heart, Yan Le hurriedly suppressed this feeling, and slowly guided the separated river.

At the same time, Yan Le's body, which had been settled, suddenly overflowed with a breath that spread out in all directions, and when he touched the light curtain formed by the formation, he turned back and forth, and in less than three breaths, an even more powerful aura burst out from Yan Le's body.

'Mid-Stage'

Yan Le silently recited with a look of surprise, then opened his eyes, exhaled deeply, his eyes became brighter at this moment, he didn't expect that because of the coercion of the Xuanxiao Sect, he actually let his cultivation realm break through so many days in advance, which was really a surprise for him, and the coldness in his heart for that stunning woman was also a little less, but he didn't like the other party's approach.

At this moment, there was a sharp jingle in the sky, Yan Le jumped out of bed, dispersed the tactics, picked up the spirit stones placed on the ground, and took them back into the storage bag, then opened the door and walked towards the deck of the ship.

When Yan Le came to the deck, more than three hundred disciples of the Xuanxiao Sect, who had already assembled, looked at each other, and the unkindness, fanaticism, admiration, and greed in their eyes made Yan Le's face gloomy in an instant, and the joy brought by the breakthrough of cultivation had dissipated at this moment, and he understood that he was afraid that his identity would be exposed.

Thinking of this, Yan Le calmly walked behind the nearest female cultivator, on someone else's territory, he didn't want to cause trouble, and he didn't dare to cause trouble, but it was a pity that the trees were quiet, and the wind was not stopping.

The female cultivator snorted coldly: "After killing so many of our disciples, you actually dare to get on our ship, the Heavenly Wolf Sect kills Divine Daoists?

Yan Le frowned and looked at the female cultivator in front of him with a beautiful face, although he guessed that his identity might have been exposed, but he didn't expect it to be so thorough, I am afraid that in the past few days, everyone has already known their identity, thinking of this, Yan Le ignored the female cultivator in front of him, raised his head, and looked at the four elders standing in front of the team.

As if the other party had sensed something, he retracted his gaze and looked away, with an expression that I didn't know what was going on, Yan Le's face was even more gloomy, and the sense of crisis in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"You murderous butcher, I must help my sister avenge me, kill a scum like you, you are still a monk of the Heavenly Wolf Sect, and your style is like a demon cultivator, I suspect that you are a person from the Demon Sect at all, or a spy sent by the Heavenly Nether Sect" The female cultivator said here, her voice became louder and louder, and all the monks on the deck were full of unkindness in their eyes.

Yan Le suppressed the uneasiness in the center, turned his head to look at the highest palace in the middle of the hull, he wanted to see what the Xuanxiao Sect Sect Leader who made him a little familiar with meant, what did she do.