"Brother Yangfeng, I'll leave you here, I'm going to leave now!"

Gently wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, seeing Yang Feng nodding, Ling Fan immediately turned around and walked towards Tang Yiyao's residence. ≥ ≥ ≥ Xiao ≥ said,

This time, he wants to take Tang Yiyao back with him.

Even if that man was not his real father, after fusing the original Ling Fan's soul, he was already like his father.

Ling Fan wanted to let him see his daughter-in-law before his father died.

In this way, it can be regarded as a wish in my heart.

Quickly left the main hall, came to Tang Yiyao's room, and hurriedly knocked on the door.

"What's wrong? ”

Tang Yiyao opened the door and looked at Ling Fan, whose eyes were a little moist, suspiciously.

Until Ling Fan briefly explained what had happened, Tang Yiyao, who was originally puzzled, actually cried even more than Ling Fan.

Seeing this, Ling Fan, who was in a sad mood, comforted Tang Yiyao instead, until after half a ring, Tang Yiyao's crying gradually stopped.

"When are we going back?"

Tang Yiyao's choked voice was sad when he heard it.

"Now!"

Tang Yiyao grew up in the Ling family, needless to say about his feelings for the Ling family, not to mention that in Qingyue City, it was Ling Fan's father who was waiting for them to go back.

Ling Fan proposed to leave now, and she naturally would not refuse.

Most of the monks' important belongings were always carried with them. So the two didn't need to prepare anything, and immediately walked outside Jingzhou City.

As soon as he got out of the city gate, he directly sacrificed the True Buddha Bell, pulled Tang Yiyao to jump to the top, and then injected the True Buddha Bell with all his true qi, instantly increasing the speed of the True Buddha Bell to the extreme, turning into a golden light, and heading straight for the direction of Qingyue City.

"Look, who's that, flying so fast!"

"That imperial weapon flying, how does it look like Ling Fan?"

"It's him, but I just don't know, their Dao Sect has just been established, why is he in such a hurry to leave?"

Ling Fan's name is well known to everyone in Jingzhou City.

His undisguised actions naturally aroused the discussion of the people in the city.

But no matter what they discussed, these could no longer affect Ling Fan, because at this time, he had already flown more than ten miles away.

flew out of a distance of more than ten miles in an instant, such a speed, even if the monks in the late stage of Jindan saw it, they would sigh to themselves.

But what surprised them even more was that at such a speed, Ling Fan could still maintain it, flying out of a hundred miles in a row, and still not slowing down at all.

However, Tang Yiyao, who was held in Ling Fan's arms, noticed a trace of abnormality.

Because on Ling Fan's face, there was actually a trace of tiredness.

Tang Yiyao was not surprised by the speed of Ling Fan's flight, after all, when he rushed back to Jingzhou City from Xueyuan Mountain, Ling Fan had already shown the strength of imperial weapon flight, but at that time, Ling Fan was not only able to maintain high-speed flight, but he never even showed a trace of fatigue, but now Ling Fan was only flying for a cup of tea, how could he suddenly be tired?

With such a question, Tang Yiyao spoke softly.

"Ling Fan, are you still injured and haven't recovered?"

"Yes!" Knowing that there was no way to hide it, Ling Fan sighed and replied, "In the first battle of Jingzhou City, although most of the injuries had recovered, the damage to the soul was only half recovered so far. ”

"Hey, it's no wonder that the soul is the foundation of a monk, and it won't be easily injured at all, but once injured, it's extremely difficult to recover. ”

Shaking his head and sighing, he slowed down a little.

Keeping the speed within what he can tolerate is the only way to keep the speed from changing.

Jingzhou City is thousands of miles away from Qingyue City, and at Ling Fan's current speed, it can be reached in two days.

Thinking about it, when she came, she had been walking for more than ten days, and Tang Yiyao couldn't help but sigh for a while.

"Ling Fan, what's your father's name?"

Although he has always been born in the Ling family, when he came to the Ling family, Ling Fan's father had already left, so Tang Yiyao had no impression of this person, and he didn't even remember the name.

"Ling Wenbo. ”

Ling Fan pondered for a moment, and spat out a name hidden in the depths of his soul.

Seeing Tang Yiyao twisting and clutching the corners of his clothes, wanting to speak and stopping, Ling Fan had already seen Tang Yiyao's thoughts.

"My father will like you. ”

The daughter-in-law saw her in-laws for the first time, which woman would not be nervous, seeing that her thoughts were guessed by Ling Fan, Tang Yiyao blushed, but retorted: "I have never met your father, how do you know that he will like me?"

"Because I like it!"

Simple words, although Tang Yiyao was stunned, but at this time, her heart was already full of happiness.

"Hmph, a pair of dying mandarin ducks are still showing affection here, I really don't know whether to live or die!"

Just as Tang Yiyao and Ling Fan were whispering, a loud shout suddenly came from in the distance.

"Who?"

"The man who killed you!"

Listening to the other party's murderous voice, he followed the sound and saw a young man flying towards him with a sword.

Seeing that this person was getting closer, Ling Fan hurriedly hovered in the air, frowning and staring at the young man.

As the young man got closer and closer, Ling Fan and Tang Yiyao gradually saw the young man's face clearly.

After seeing it clearly, Ling Fan's faces showed shock at the same time.

"Hao Haowen?"

Tang Yiyao exclaimed.

"No, it's Bone Mountain!"

Ling Fan replied in a deep voice, but his gaze never left the direction of the Bone Mountain.

Hao Haowen was already dead, and the cause of his death was that his soul was devoured by the Bone Mountain.

That scene, Ling Fan saw with his own eyes, and at this time, he naturally recognized this person wearing Hao Haowen's skin at a glance.

"Bone Mountain, why are you here?"

At this time, it was only the time to leave Jingzhou City, and when he actually encountered Bone Mountain here, Ling Fan inevitably thought that someone had leaked his whereabouts.

"Humph!"

Gu Shan snorted coldly and replied, "I've been waiting for you outside the city for a month, but I didn't expect you to be like a turtle with a shrunken head, shrinking in Jingzhou City!"

Gu Shan's voice was full of resentment, but Ling Fan was relieved when he heard it.

The thing he was most afraid of was that someone would leak his whereabouts, because only a few people from the Dao Sect knew his whereabouts.

"What are you waiting for me here?"

Ling Fan is no longer the same person he was at the beginning, and now he has no cowardice in the face of Bone Mountain.

"I, of course, is revenge! At the beginning, my apprentice was only one step away from being able to condense into a Yin Spirit Body, and I blamed you for disrupting my plan and making me fall short, and at that time I said that I wanted to seek revenge on you and the Ning family, did you forget?"

Seeing Ling Fan's sudden expression, Gushan laughed evilly, and then said: "It's just that I didn't expect that the Ning family was actually destroyed, but although it is rumored in the world that the Ning family was destroyed in your hands, the old man didn't believe it, although the Ning family's character was extremely poor, but their cultivation was not something that you, a little doll, could destroy!"

has the appearance of a teenager, and the words he says are old-fashioned and very incongruous.

Speaking of which, when Ling Fan destroyed the Ning family, it was no wonder that Gu Shan didn't believe it.

After all, in the first battle, there were no spectators except for the two sides of the battle.

The rumors that flow out of the world are also from the mouths of the people, and the people of the Jinglin family have never admitted it, and no one knows who said the source of the rumors.

Moreover, in Gu Shan's opinion, the Ning family was once one of the three major families of the Great Jing Kingdom, and if he wanted to destroy it with the power of one person, it was not impossible, but if he said that he was only destroyed by the monks in the early stage of Jindan, it was indeed difficult for him to accept.

The reason why the people still recognize such rumors is that it is just the truth that three people become tigers.

Although this is the case, in Gushan's heart, he does not approve of it.

Hearing Gu Shan's words, Ling Fan didn't refute it.

Just smiled lightly and said sarcastically, "What if it's true?"

Seeing that Ling Fan met him, he didn't have the slightest sense of fear, and after adding words full of sarcasm, Gu Shan couldn't help but tremble in his heart when he heard it.

"Are the rumors true?"

He asked himself in his heart, but he immediately denied it, and roared again in his mouth.

"Even if it's true, the old man will kill you today!"

With a roar from Gu Shan, a breath that only belonged to the middle stage of Jin Dan emanated from around Gu Shan's body.

Bone Mountain was originally in the middle stage of Jindan, although it was slightly improved now compared to before, Ling Fan was still relieved in his heart.

In the face of the late stage of Jindan, he has the strength to fight, let alone just a monk in the middle stage of Jindan.

Although an opponent with such strength is not in his eyes, he is full of hope for victory.

Facing Ling Fan, who had no fear in the Bone Mountain, his mind suddenly became active.

At this time, he suddenly remembered his injury.

Soul injuries are the most difficult to recover. But this only refers to natural recovery, and if there is an elixir elixir to assist, such an injury is naturally not a problem.

The elixir that can restore the soul is all precious anomalies.

However, although there was no way to obtain such an elixir, there was something in front of him that was not weaker than such an elixir, and that was the soul of Gushan.

Bone Mountain is a ghost cultivator, and he can rely on devouring other people's souls to strengthen himself. But the soul of a ghost cultivator can also be devoured by other monks and become nourishment for others.

Ling Fan, who had devoured corpse souls and Gu Yue, was deeply touched by this.

Looking at Bone Mountain again, Ling Fan's eyes suddenly had some affection.

This kind of affection is not like facing a loved one, but a bit like facing a treasure.

Glancing deeply at Bone Mountain, under Bone Mountain's surprised gaze, Ling Fan controlled the True Buddha Bell and slowly fell to the ground.

"Yiyao, you wait for me here for a while, I'll pack up the bone mountain first, and then we'll hurry. ”

Sending Tang Yiyao into the distance, Ling Fan looked at the Bone Mountain again.

"Bone Mountain, I don't have time to waste on you, let's shoot!"

Seeing Ling Fan's relaxed face, listening to what Ling Fan said, seeing that Ling Fan didn't take him seriously at all, Gu Shan was suddenly furious.

"Arrogant boy, today I will let you know the price of arrogance!"

"Die!"

Before the roar had disappeared, the Bone Mountain had already turned into a gray light and rushed towards Ling Fan.

But when Ling Fan saw this, he was still standing in place, but his arms, which were originally hanging on his sides, suddenly lifted up and played a wonderful trick in front of him.

With each move, the True Buddha Bell above his head would swell in a circle, until Bone Mountain rushed in front of him, brandishing a flying sword and stabbing at him.

Suddenly, a voice exploded from Ling Fan's mouth.

"Om!"

The six-character mantra is one of the most mysterious spells in Buddhism, and as soon as this voice came out of Ling Fan's mouth, Gushan suddenly stagnated and stopped in place.

Although he had recovered for a moment, when he opened his eyes again, he saw a golden color.

This golden yellow is not the discoloration of heaven and earth, but the true Buddha bell has rushed to him, completely blocking his vision.

Rumble!

In the next moment, the True Buddha Bell was already able to smash on his body.

He didn't even scream, he had already turned into a mist of blood.

In this blood mist, there was a gray shadow that wanted to escape, but Ling Fan just raised his hand slightly, and he had already grabbed it into his palm.

"Hey, that's too weak!"