When Uncle Ling heard his young master say that the elixir in this porcelain bottle was the Nine Rank Divine Pill, he was immediately very excited.

Jiupin Divine Pill, any one of them is a rare treasure, not to mention him, even if many people at the helm of big forces are not qualified to have it, even if they have it, they are afraid that they will be hidden and worshipped as treasures.

Now his old master Xie Lingya actually asked the young master to give him a nine-grade divine pill, and it is also an elixir that can increase longevity, for many monks, the elixir that increases longevity is far more precious than the pill that increases cultivation.

Because the elixir that increases your cultivation may not necessarily allow you to break through a certain realm, thereby increasing your longevity. But once Shou Yuan increases his cultivation, he can slowly improve, and the longer he lives, the more possibilities there are, such as adventures, fairy fate, and so on.

Therefore, the elixir that can increase longevity has always been a rare treasure.

However, compared to getting such a nine-rank divine pill that can increase longevity, what Ling Bo cares more about is the care of the old master Xie Lingya.

Although Ling Bo is in charge of the big and small affairs of the Blood Killing Society, in the final analysis, he is just Xie Lingya's servant after all.

There are countless servants in this world who are better than his uncle, but there are very few masters like Xie Lingya.

A monk in the realm of the extremely strong is thinking about the life and death of an old servant, how can this not move Ling Bo?

In life, everyone's understanding, perception and pursuit of life are different.

Some people seek eternal life, some seek to be strong, some seek the well-being of friends and relatives, some seek fame and fortune, and some seek royal power and wealth.

What Uncle Ling asks for is the word "respect", Uncle Ling's family background was not good when he was a child, he was ostracized everywhere, looked down upon by others, and was oppressed by others from time to time. Such an environment made Uncle Ling's childhood not good, and even a little bitter.

Later, Lingbo's hometown suffered a thousand-year-old catastrophe, famine, plague, man-made disasters and other factors ruthlessly devoured people's lives, and Lingbo's mother swallowed after stuffing the last mouthful of food into Lingbo's hands.

Uncle Zero clearly remembered his mother's last appearance, which was not humanoid at all, it was just a shriveled human skin wrapped around a thin skeleton.

However, this was not the greatest suffering, as Zero later tried to escape from the ground beneath his feet with the last ration of food left by his mother, but as soon as he came out of his hiding place, he fell into the hands of a group of human demons.

These demons are all hungry people in the neighborhood, they chose to give up the last of their humanity because they were hungry, because they wanted to live, and they caught Zero Bo and wanted to use him as food.

It was only then that Zero Bo understood why his mother did not dare to flee with him to other places to survive when she was alive, it turned out that the outside world had become a purgatory on earth, and his mother had long known that their orphans and widows would definitely become the target of these demons once they left the hiding place.

At that time, Uncle Ling's whole body was constantly trembling, he clutched his stomach and began to vomit frantically, and his eyes were bloody and tearful. Because he suddenly figured something out!

These days, when Uncle Ling was drowsy because of hunger, he always felt that someone was feeding him, and it was only at this moment that Ling Bo suddenly realized that this was not an illusion!

Remembering his mother's growing weakness and the faint smell of blood in the hiding place, Zero suddenly understood what had filled his stomach!

Uncle Ling, who had figured everything out, was suddenly relieved, he stopped resisting, and let the group of demons capture him, and just when he was desperate, the sky turned a blood, and he thought he was hallucinating, because he saw a man with a flying sword emerging from the blood moon!

This person is Xie Lingya when he was young, Xie Lingya saved Uncle Ling and buried his mother for Uncle Ling.

It was from then on that Uncle Ling made up his mind to follow Xie Lingya, if nothing else, just because Xie Lingya didn't look at him with that kind of condescending eyes.

In Xie Lingya's eyes, Uncle Ling didn't see the mercy of the superiors for the refugees, let alone the monk's contempt for mortals, coupled with Xie Lingya's three deep bows in front of Uncle Lingya's mother's grave, which made Uncle Ling want to follow Xie Lingya from the bottom of his heart.

Later, Xie Lingya took Lingbo to a mysterious place, where Lingbo learned a lot of things, such as saving people and killing people.

It was also there that Uncle Ling's fate changed, he changed from a mortal to a monk who embarked on the path of immortals, and later Uncle Ling became the leader in charge of the Blood Killing Society by virtue of his diligence and sincerity, and then he saw Xie Lingya less and less, and he hadn't even seen Xie Lingya once in the last few hundred years.

Touching the porcelain vase in his hand, Uncle Ling's heart was very happy, it turned out that the old master Xie Lingya, who had not seen him for hundreds of years, had always been thinking about him as an old servant.

"Puff"

Uncle Ling knelt down towards the Blood Moon Totem in the secret room and said:

"Old servant Huang Ling, I wish you well!"

"Knock Knock"

Uncle Ling knocked his head three times.

"Get up, and when you find someone who can take charge of the Blood Killing Society in your place, you can let Menglou take you back to cultivate with peace of mind. ”

A voice came from within the Blood Moon Totem, and the owner of this voice was naturally the Blood Moon Sect Master Xie Lingya.

Uncle Ling, who hadn't seen Xie Lingya for hundreds of years, suddenly burst into tears with excitement, and this voice was the person he was familiar with. Love 999

The old servant Huang Ling thanked his master for his grace. ”

The excitement in Ling Bo's heart could not be expressed in words, today he not only got the longevity pill, but also heard the voice of the old master again, and at the same time, the old master Xie Lingya allowed him to return to the sect to cultivate, how could Huang Ling not be excited.

"Menglou, there is a monk at the peak of the seven-rank real person who is about to enter Tianfeng, you can go for the teacher, take his head and send it to the Tianfeng camp, and at the same time meet the person who said for the teacher. ”

Xie Lingya arranged a task for his disciple to kill a seventh-grade true person peak monk, and listening to Xie Lingya's tone, he didn't seem to be worried about his disciple being in danger at all.

"The disciple obeys the order, I already know who that person is, and the disciple will go and send him into the Yellow Spring. ”

Xie Lingya's disciple is not simple, his surname is Menglou, he is a seven-rank real person mid-level monk, although he is not the peak of the seven-rank real person, but there are not a few seven-rank real people who die in his hands. If it weren't for the Eighth Rank Ancestor's ability to tear apart the space, then Gu Menglou's subordinates would have to die at least one or two more Eighth Rank Ancestors who had just been promoted.

After Gu Menglou finished speaking, he disappeared into the secret room, and at the same time, Huang Ling also exited the secret room.

At the same time, an old man wearing a cloth coat and riding a nine-colored deer was walking quickly between the mountains and forests, this person was the target of Gumenglou, Xue Jiang, the peak of the seven-grade real person!

Xue Jiang, a famous casual cultivator in the Tang Dynasty, his two brothers have no door and no faction, and they have cultivated to the realm of seven-grade real people just by relying on two cheats they picked up in the cave.

And his younger brother is Xue He, who killed Wang Du's parents!

Now among the two brothers, the younger brother Xue He is on an errand beside Tang Emperor Li Shi, and the elder brother Xue Jiang is serving in Li Yanjun.

Today, Xue Jiang was ordered by Li Yan to enter Tianfeng and assassinate Wang Heng's generals.

Xue Jiang does have this ability, he has the cultivation of the peak of the seventh-grade real person, as long as he is careful not to be entangled by the monks of the same level under Wang Heng, he will not be in any danger.

However, what Xue Jiang didn't expect was that he didn't have a chance to enter the Heavenly Wind Realm at all, because the Grim Reaper had already sent him an invitation.

Lonely Dream Tower sat on a large rock, holding a dagger and a piece of fine wood in his hand.

His movements are very smooth, and a little sawdust falls between the knives in his hands.

"Hey, what a coincidence, just after carving, I arrived. ”

Gu Menglou looked at the carved wood in his hand, and then blew hard, and the four big characters of "Xue Jiang's Tomb" were clearly revealed.

At this time, less than 100 meters away from the Lone Dream Tower, Xue Jiang was riding a nine-colored deer in the forest, and the appearance of the Lone Dream Tower made Xue Jiang have a bad premonition.

Because this is a barren mountain range, inaccessible place, and it must not be a coincidence to meet people in such a place.

Instinctively told Xue Jiang that this person was waiting for him, and he was friend or foe, because Xue Jiang felt a not strong but terrifying murderous aura on this body.

"Who are you, just a middle-level person who dares to block the old man's way!"

Xue Jiang stopped the nine-colored deer, and at this time he was only less than fifty meters away from the Lonely Dream Tower.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's who you are. If you weren't Xue Jiang, then I wouldn't exist, but unfortunately you were Xue Jiang, so I..."

Gu Menglou spoke in a self-questioning tone, as if he didn't take Xue Jiang in his eyes at all, but Xue Jiang interrupted him before he finished speaking.

"The old man is Xue Jiang, what should you do?"

Xue Jiang squinted slightly, and at the same time, he released his divine thoughts to sense whether there were ambushes nearby.

"What should I do? I naturally want to borrow your Xue Jiang's head for use, after all, although I am meeting an elder who is younger than me, I also need a meeting gift, right?"

Gu Menglou was calm and composed, and he didn't know who he learned from in this tone of speech, it was so interesting.

"Hahahaha, it's just beyond my strength, a mere middle-level person dares to ask the old man to borrow it, it's really self-defeating!"

Xue Jiang patted down the nine-colored deer, although he soared into the air and grabbed it towards the lonely dream tower with one hand!

Gu Menglou grinned, as a seventh-rank real person mid-rank, when facing the attack of Xue Jiang, a seventh-rank real person peak cultivator, he didn't have the slightest timidity, but instead let out a disdainful smile.

"Mr. Xue, I hope you like this gift, this is the most satisfying work I have in recent years!"

As soon as Gu Menglou finished speaking, Run Zhenyuan threw the wood in his hand at Xue Jiang with a special technique! This hand seems ordinary, but in fact, the energy contained in this wood is not trivial!