Chapter 7: Jiang Baiyu

"Brother Ye, please get up. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Ling Chong hurriedly helped him up, since he rescued Ye Xingyun five years ago, this taciturn man has become his most powerful subordinate, what he didn't expect was that Ye Xingyun learned a set of extremely fast swordsmanship from somewhere, this kind of stunt from the martial arts, not only can fly with a sword, but also can swing a sword move that is difficult for him to take when the distance is enough.

He had many orders not to allow Ye Xingyun to kneel, but Ye Xingyun was still very stubborn, and he had to do other orders issued by Ling Chong, but he ignored this order.

As for the matter of the Night Demon Hall that Ye Xingyun said, it was naturally Jiang Boye's matter of letting him go, but now he was not going there once every three days, but two or three times a month, and Jiang Boye would send someone to summon him at any time.

Over the years, he had become accustomed to this and did not care.

"Hello Uncle Ling. ”

The little girl on Ye Xingyun's back greeted him sweetly, this was the baby girl Ye Fei'er who was almost eaten back then, this girl was well-behaved and sensible, and she was very liked by him, Xiangxiang and others.

Especially the old man Qi who swept the floor, treated her like a granddaughter, and came to Honghuayuan every day to play with her for half a day.

Ling Chong knew very little about the old man, but he knew that this old man had an extremely advanced cultivation, once Ye Fei'er fell from a tree, the old man waved his hand seven or eight feet away, and Ye Fei'er floated down unharmed like a leaf.

He saw this scene by accident, and in the days that followed, he became even more humble to the mysterious old man.

Sure enough, when Qi Lao saw Ye Fei'er, he immediately laughed and said, "Ye girl, come on, grandpa has something interesting here." He took out a small wooden windmill from behind his waist, and when it shook in the wind, the windmill spun around, and it was very beautiful.

Ye Fei'er's eyes suddenly lit up, she glanced at her father, and then looked at Ling Chong pleadingly, she was very afraid of her father, but she knew that her father listened to Ling Chong the most.

Ling Chong said with a smile: "Brother Ye, let Scarlet go to meet with Elder Qi, let's go to the Night Demon Palace." ”

Ye Xingyun immediately put her daughter down, Ye Fei'er thanked Ling Chong, and then trotted to find the old man to play, the matter of bloodletting in the Night Demon Hall could not be delayed, Ling Chong made a slight arrangement for the affairs of the Red Flower Courtyard, and rushed to Xiangxiang and several other cronies.

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In the pitch-black dark room, a few points of green light lit up, shining on the table and bowl in front of him, Ling Chong skillfully pierced the wrist veins, and blood immediately flowed out.

Looking at the gradually increasing blood in the bowl, a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Chong's mouth.

I think back to the first time I came here to bleed, I was so scared that I fainted, but now I am not afraid at all, and sometimes I can easily think about other things, which shows that I have really grown up.

After a short time, the big bowl was filled, and Ling Chong urged the Purple Blood Dafa, and the vitality accelerated, and the wound healed in an instant.

The green light of the Daredevil Temple has not yet been extinguished.

Ling Chong knew that whenever the green light in the hall was not immediately extinguished after the bloodletting was completed, it was Jiang Boye who had something to say to him, so he immediately bowed down and asked, "What does the hall master command?"

Jiang Boye's voice came faintly: "Time flies quickly, Xiao Chong, it's been five years since you came here, how is the Purple Blood Dafa entering the realm?"

Ling Chong said respectfully, "It has been cultivated to the third layer. ”

Although his cultivation is about to break through the fifth layer, he is no longer the ignorant little monk he was back then, and he will never be stupid enough to expose his secrets, the purple blood Dafa is a very strange exercise, the true qi can be hidden in the bloodline instead of the meridians, as long as he doesn't want to expose it, no one can see his true cultivation.

The record of the cultivation time on the Purple Blood Dafa was annotated by the Blood Demon Li Wen based on his own experience, one wrong step, one wrong step, and the record of Li Wen's cultivation time of the "mutilated version" of the Purple Blood Dafa was taken to Ling Chong, who had the "complete version" of the Purple Blood Dafa, and it was no longer applicable.

However, Jiang Boye's understanding of the Purple Blood Dafa is still stuck in Li Wen's erroneous annotations, only when Ling Chong is all in his own hands, how can he know that this kid is secretly playing ghosts, hearing Ling Chong say that he has cultivated to the third layer, not only did he not doubt, but said happily: "Very good, the Purple Blood Dafa is difficult to cultivate, it is not easy for you to cultivate to the third layer of the Purple Blood Dafa within five years, I should also reward you, well, take the Night Demon Order in a while, go to the Treasure Pavilion to choose the best talisman treasure." ”

As soon as his words fell, a swarthy night-word token floated in front of Ling Chong.

There are four magic treasures in the treasure pavilion, upper, middle and lower three treasures, and the other three hall masters have the authority to reward them at will, but the best treasures are only qualified by Jiang Boye, the Shura hall master.

Ling Chong looked at this brand, and secretly vigilant in his heart, pies will not fall from the sky, Jiang Boye's move must have a deep meaning behind it!

But he was naturally not stupid enough to ask the reason behind this, so he took the token and bowed down and said, "Thank you for the reward." ”

Jiang Boye seemed to be interested in his cultivation progress, and asked again, "How long will it take for your Purple Blood Dafa to cultivate to the fourth layer?"

Ling Chong said casually: "The qualifications of the subordinates are dull, and it will take at least two years." ”

Jiang Boye exclaimed: "Don't be humble, you can cultivate to the fourth layer of Dafa within seven years, this talent is already outstanding, this seat really didn't misunderstand you, you must know that although the purple blood Dafa is difficult to practice, but after practice, it is infinitely powerful, as long as you cultivate well, this seat will not treat you badly, and after you cultivate to the fourth level, you can come here to see me, I have another heavy reward." ”

Although the treasures that can be placed in the Treasure Pavilion are good, a master of Jiang Boye's level will naturally have private goods, and these private goods are naturally more precious.

Ling Chong smiled slightly, bowed down and said, "Thank you for the love of the hall master, the subordinates can have today, all rely on the cultivation of the hall master." "It's not that he is going against his will, if it weren't for the elixirs that Jiang Boye has given over the past five years, his cultivation would indeed not have entered the realm so quickly.

Jiang Boye said with a smile: "You know that this seat treats you well, but if you want to make the purple blood Dafa enter the realm faster, then you must have the help of the master's spiritual blood, in a month, our Shura Hall will hold a four-hall martial arts, and then I will pick out a few people to go down the mountain to help me find something, and by the way, get rid of a few people who love to go against us, if you can seize this opportunity to go down the mountain, then you will have the opportunity to get the master's spiritual blood, and your cultivation will naturally follow a thousand times!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Boye suddenly said meaningfully: "Xiao Chong, this seat has always been very optimistic about you, you must not let this seat down."

A trace of worry flashed in Ling Chong's eyes, and he bowed down and said, "My subordinates understand. ”

The green light went out, and the Night Demon Temple fell into darkness again, and Ling Chong took three steps back and turned to leave.

"Ling Chong, when you become a real demon, you will understand that only the Shura Hall is your only destination, Jinguang Temple, you will never want to go back, heh!"

In the silent and uninhabited dark room, only the strange chuckle of the Shura Hall Lord echoed in it for a long time.

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"The four halls will be martial, go down the mountain to get rid of people, this must be another tragic incident of indiscriminate killing of innocents, as for the spiritual blood of the master, how can I use this method to improve my skills. ”

Ling Chong's heart was heavy, his current strength was still too small, at least he was powerless to change those things that went down the mountain to get rid of people, but fortunately, he had the opportunity to go down the mountain, no matter what, he could make those disasters alleviate a lot.

He stepped out of the Night Demon Palace, and several cronies such as Xiangxiang and Ye Xingyun, who were guarding outside, immediately greeted him.

Seeing his melancholy face, Xiangxiang asked worriedly, "Little master, are you okay?"

Ling Chong glanced at her and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it's good, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion." After saying that, he shook his hand and showed the Daredevil Order!

When everyone saw it, their eyes suddenly lit up, and Qi Xuan Buddha said: "Amitabha, I am fortunate to be able to follow the boss." ”

In a chaotic place like the Shura Palace, whether you can follow the right person is also an extremely important matter, if the person you follow has no future, maybe it will soon be swallowed up by other forces.

Although the holder of the order does not reach the point of seeing the order as if seeing the hall master, it at least represents that this person is very appreciated by Jiang Boye, and Ling Chong can be appreciated by Jiang Boye, which naturally makes their subordinates feel very secure.

Ling Chong, who figured this out, immediately changed his mind and said with a smile: "Ha, let's not go to the Treasure Pavilion, let's let me play with the token for a few days first, Xiang, find me a rope to tie it up, I want to hang it around my neck." ”

"Good. ”

Xiangxiang took the token, took out a red rope, tied it very carefully, and came to him with a smile to wait.

Ling Chong had been with her for many years, and knew what she meant in every move, so he lowered his head very tacitly, and Xiangxiang hung the token around his neck, and gently helped him fix his hair.

At this moment, Ling Chong had already hung a string of bright red blood-colored Buddha beads under his head, which he used to bluff people, which could make him look more terrifying at some times, and with this nondescript black token, the outfit was extremely weird, Xiangxiang couldn't help laughing.

Ling Chong touched the red rope, and his heart felt warm.

Suddenly, a person in the distance greeted him: "Little monster Buddha, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Ling Chong raised his head, only to see a handsome man in a brocade robe and a folding fan in front of him also walked into the small courtyard, followed by two men with gloomy faces.

Ling Chong recognized that this person was Jiang Baiyu, the nephew of the Night Demon Hall Master, who had always been arrogant, and even had other intentions for the Xiangxiang around him, and he had never been quite right, so he immediately stretched out his palm and said: "Amitabha, Brother Jiang is laughing, I tied up your subordinates Zhang Qiu, Shi Ming, and Yang Zihe this morning, I'm sorry, I haven't said hello to you yet." ”

Jiang Baiyu shook the folding fan, smiled indifferently: "No, those three wastes will be given to you to play with this seat." He glanced at Xiangxiang, and then looked at Ling Chong: "How is it, Xiang'er is okay with you?"

Ling Chong smiled: "Of course. ”

Jiang Baiyu looked at Xiangxiang, his eyes shot a fiery look and said, "Xiang'er, do you miss Brother Yu?" ”

Xiangxiang's cheeks were flushed, and she hung her head silently, making it impossible to see her expression.