Yang Mei smiled coldly, reached out and patted the top of Ye Ting's head, and didn't go back, walked down the steps, and left.

Ye Ting opened his mouth, but after all, he didn't stay.

Yang Mei walked along the bluestone road, turned around and entered the mansion next to him. Ye Ting smiled, it turned out that he and his senior sister were neighbors, so it was convenient to come to the door to ask for advice.

In the past few days, Ye Ting has been practicing in Yangmei Mansion and has not gone home, so as to avoid harassment by many people. Someone visited him, but no one came to see Yang Mei. The reputation of murder is not without benefits.

As soon as the day of the trial came, Yang Mei took Ye Ting and went to the Heavenly Law Department. All disciples who receive the news on the disciple token have to sign up, and the Heavenly Law Department is responsible for assessing the two major functions of criminal law, and the trial task of this sect belongs to the assessment category.

A bronze statue stood on the square, and the disciples of Dragon Control City who had been summoned were all waiting quietly. The disciple of the Heavenly Law Department was in charge of inspecting the token, and after seeing Ye Ting, his expression was not good.

Yang Mei just snorted, and the disciple of the Law Department bowed his head that day.

Soon after the wait, a monk with short hair and neat hair appeared, with a fair face, handsome eyebrows, and a short beard on his chin, and an elegant and graceful appearance.

Ye Ting was unexpected, the elders of the Heavenly Law Department were replaced!

This person's appearance is very similar to Tu Su, and he is the only elder butcher of the Jindan Nine Tribulations in Dragon Control City.

The butcher has always disliked to hold the position of the sect, and he is very idle. This time, he rotated to the position of the elder of the Heavenly Law, and Ye Ting estimated that the master invited him out. With the butcher in charge, the people of the Heavenly Law Department will not dare to trouble themselves again. The distribution of trial tasks will not have any secret means in it.

The butcher did not speak, but sat on a chair and was distracted. Luo Xingkong, who Ye Ting knew, stood up and promulgated the detailed rules of this trial mission. Ye Ting looked around, saw that Feng Shang was not far away, and smiled at himself. Tu Bailiu and Tu Su did not appear.

Unexpectedly, the three of Wolf Creek were the first to set off in this trial mission.

In this trial, the disciples of Dragon Control City were divided into two groups, and the first batch had nearly two thousand people, more than a hundred foundation building disciples, and the rest were condensate. The three of Wolf Creek have already condensed, and it seems that Tu Su has taken care of it really well.

The number of disciples who set out in the second group was even greater, and the Qi refining disciples almost poured out. Because the three sects are acting at the same time, the number of monks dispatched is afraid to be 100,000.

Luo Xingkong's words were concise and clear, and after the explanation was completed, the materials were distributed by the Department of Heavenly Law. This trial is different from the past, and the supplies will be distributed all at once. Ye Ting looked at Wolf Creek, Yang Mei gave him three storage bags, and said, "Go over and take a look, what the master gave you can't give away." ”

Ye Ting took the storage bag and solemnly agreed.

Ye Ting walked in front of Wolf Creek, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled. Ye Ting took a step forward and gave Wolf Creek a fierce hug. Wolf Creek hugged him back hard, and Ye Ting said in his ear: "It's finally solved." ”

"That's for the best, I've heard about you, too. Wolf Creek replied softly and let go of Ye Ting. Xinjun and Longyin couldn't help but come over, hugging Ye Ting, and they were also crying.

There were too many onlookers, Ye Ting broke free, and divided the three storage bags to the three of Wolf Creek: "This trial is not a small risk, the three of you may not act in one place, each be careful." ”

After finishing speaking, Ye Ting felt that it was insufficient, so he took out another hundred and fifty purple gold talismans and distributed them among the three of them. These are considered the proceeds of selling the loot themselves, and it doesn't matter if they are given to friends.

After giving the talisman money, Ye Ting was still not satisfied, thinking that the master would put the wooden talisman in the storage bag instead of the token space, so he took nine and distributed it to Wolf Creek and the others.

Xinjun and Longyin didn't want it, and Wolf Creek said in a low voice: "Don't pull, Ye Ting can give it, but the rules allow it." ”

Xinjun and Longyin also noticed that the people around them were watching, and hurriedly put away the wooden talisman.

Ye Ting smiled and said: "It's good that you know the rules of the Demon Gate, you have to practice hard, and between the monks, mutual support is the long-term way." ”

Speaking of this, Ye Ting was a little sad. If you leave in the future, the three of you must support each other well, and you can't forget the friendship of the Northern Wilderness. I will be farther and farther away from you, and I can't help myself.

It's not that Ye Ting is unkind, just take the Ten Directions Purgatory Dao as an example, it is also circulated on the eight hundred continents, but they are all deleted versions. It looks like it is mighty, and the cultivation is at the end of the infant realm. The same qualifications, different inheritances, doomed results.

Ye Ting turned around and left, walking towards Yang Mei. The distance between him and Wolf Creek became farther and farther away, and he remembered Yang Mei's words in his heart: Little junior brother, these people are just passers-by in the red dust, why waste time on them.

It's not a waste of time!

Ye Ting clenched his fists, walked through the crowd, looked at his face with yang eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Little junior brother, can't you figure it out? This is just the beginning." ”

"What's there to figure out, except for the powerhouses of the Void Realm, all living beings don't have to live?

"It's not a small courage to teach my senior sister a lesson. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't care, this is for you. Yang Mei took out one medicine box after another and handed it to Ye Ting. She picked it up quickly, Ye Ting was in a hurry to pick it up, and she didn't have time to check the contents of the medicine box.

"Thank you sister for not killing. Ye Ting said.

Yang Mei smiled, looked at Xinjun and Longyin in the distance, and said, "If I kill you, the master will be unhappy." Kill those two...... It can sharpen your heart of red dust. ”

Ye Ting suddenly didn't dare to talk back, God knows if what Yang Mei said is true.

After the supplies were distributed, a huge beast cart drove into the square. Dragon City is more than 8,000 miles away from the port, and relying on the monk's legs consumes too much true qi. Forget about the teleportation array, not to mention the limit distance of three thousand miles, and the consumption of thousands of people is not counted, just the three minutes of rest for a teleportation are enough for people.

Besides, the number of monks in the second batch is more than 30,000, and how much resources and time it will take to turn two teleportation points is something that Dragon City can't afford to toss.

The beast car has two floors, and the spirit beast pulls. The so-called spirit beast is a trained demon beast. The spirit beasts of Dragon Control City resemble bison in the alpine region, with snow-white long hair and sharp horns. But the personality is very gentle.,Can run non-stop for more than three days and nights.。 The beast cart is very large, and in the space of the upper and lower floors, the lower floor is used to transport goods, and now it is used to carry people.

There is no monk who is accustomed to a wide space who does not feel aggrieved.

The beast cart ran smoothly, out of Dragon City, and onto the main road. The car was quiet, there was no noise from the monks, and there was not even any communication. They are all disciples of the same sect, so there is nothing to say. If you are a casual cultivator, you will inevitably take advantage of this opportunity to form a gang. In the eyes of the disciples of Dragon Control City, it was a waste of time.

The friends who should be dated have already been with each other. No one can talk to you just because they say a few more words.

Ye Ting didn't speak either, and most of his time outside of sleep was spent on cultivation. The ten methods of going to the door are complicated and abnormal, and he always feels that there is not enough time. Every time at this time, he could understand the mentality of the disciples.

Yang Mei is right, outside the door, there are Hongchen passers-by.

But how many people in the door can cultivate to the Void Realm? When the young island master in the sword spectrum drew his sword in anger, did he ever think that many years later, he would no longer be able to remember those mortals who died, and he would no longer be able to remember the monks who died in his hands.

Maybe it's because I don't think about it, so that the sword has been handed down, and there is the Qinglian Sword Song.

In the Dragon Control City, in the cold iron hall, a wisp of true fire in Yuwenxuan's palm slowly extinguished, and the entire cold iron hall was still maintaining a high temperature state, and the cold iron was driven by Yuwenxuan's true fire, and layers of water vapor condensed in the hall.

A pile of ashes appeared in Yuwenxuan's palm, and in the center of the ashes was a monk's hairpin. The hairpin is emerald green, like bamboo and wood, with a hint of metallic silver on it. At the same time as the flames were extinguished, the hairpin jumped, and the ashes flew up, as if they were about to get out of their hands. Yu Wenxuan pinched a trick at random, and the hairpin suddenly quieted down, and in a blink of an eye, it increased to six inches in length, and the brilliance was extinguished, becoming unpretentious.

Yu Wenxuan was also satisfied when he saw this hairpin, and it was not difficult to refine it at his level. It is rare for this thing to have three points of spirituality, and it can be used by Ye Ting to build the realm of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, and it is a real boutique.

Yu Wenxuan took a small leather bag, put the hairpin in the leather bag, and wrote a random charm on the leather bag with his fingertips, and the black leather bag flew into the air. This technique will make the eyes of those who fall from the sky to see it. Referring to qi as a symbol, this is equivalent to the words in the spell.

After sending the hairpin, in the shadow behind Yu Wenxuan, a slender figure turned to Yu Wenxuan. Yuwen Xuan's index finger landed on this person's eyebrows.

Looking at this person again, his entire body was glowing with fire, and his face showed a look of pain. Flames erupted and retracted from his pores, and the process repeated over and over again, as if there was no end. On his forehead, two demon inscriptions emerged - Jiazi.

Ganzhi chronology, from the demon clan. The origin of each word of this stem branch is the name of the twenty-two great demons who cultivated to the heavens and the earth in ancient times.

If Yang Mei is here, he must recognize this person, who is the eldest disciple of Yuwen Xuanmen. After he went mad and died, he was made into a battle puppet by Yuwen Xuan, and his soul was imprisoned in his body. Almost every day, Yu Wenxuan has to carry out deep refining on this puppet, and it has not stopped for eight thousand years.

The metal door of the Cold Iron Hall collapsed suddenly, and Yu Wenxuan was about to retreat.

Jiazi's eyes revealed infinite pain. Yu Wenxuan said softly: "This is the last time, whether it is successful or not, it depends on the will of heaven." Oh, does the master say this, does it look like a Taoist priest?"

In Jiazi's eyes, the color of pain eased slightly, and Yuwen Xuan said: "If the will of heaven does not allow it, then ask the ancestor for protection!"

Yu Wenxuan withdrew his fingers, his hands formed a spell, and in Jiazi's eyes, the pupils dilated, turning into two cyan lotus flowers. Flames erupted from all his pores, but the cold air in the hall grew thicker and thicker. A terrible howl resounded in the hall, interspersed with a few muffled words.

Master......