The loud voice spread far away, and the listeners bowed their heads to show respect, and the speaker was naturally the holy king of the Qingyun tribe, and there was a sudden silence on the upper and lower steps, and even the Qingyun Holy Maiden returned to her dignified appearance at the beginning, and gently bowed her head.

"Let's go, let's enter the hall together!" Yang Lin gently pulled the Qingyun Holy Maiden and asked in a low voice.

"The Holy King only saw you alone, and I came here to accompany you, without the summons of the Holy King, who would dare to break in. Qingyun Holy Maiden said with an unusually serious face, as if she had experienced too many serious things in her childhood, and had developed a serious habit.

It's just the same existence as the poor beast and the nine baby beasts, but pretending to be such an unbeatable appearance, it is really pretentious, but in the impetuous world of people's hearts, this kind of pretentiousness has become a kind of belief, Yang Lin secretly slandered himself in his heart, but pretended to be a solemn appearance on his face, responded lightly, and strode towards the hall behind him.

Carved dragon plate pillars, the wide palace gate is extremely majestic, and the pavement paved with blue and white jade is even more spotless, even if the morning light cannot shine, there is also a hint of clear feeling.

Walk into the hall, the hall is several zhang high, extremely empty, around the top beam, the pattern of various divine beasts, carved with the method of white jade hollowing, as the purpose of ventilation, look from afar, to the soul of the divine beast gathered here, peep to the side of the hall.

In the middle of the hall, there are two ** on the left and right, the green jade is the bottom, and the unknown flocculent grass is paved on it, which is extremely thick, and it must be extremely comfortable to sit on.

On the first seat, a wide chair carved from white jade, a ball of blood in the middle faintly reveals the pattern of a phoenix, lifelike, giving people the illusion of wings about to fly.

Originally, although the white jade carved chair was so noble that it was nothing, but under the white jade chair, it was carved into a step from a whole piece of red spar, pushing the white jade chair at a very high place.

"Sit down!" The old and loud voice suddenly came out from behind the white jade chair, even if Yang Lin had been prepared, he was a little startled by the voice, and scolded in his heart, so he made a mistake.

There are no chairs around, only four unknown green and tender grass made of **, the aura is extremely strong, usually if it is a practice, it is the best, but it is lacking in this room to entertain guests.

If it is as the Qingyun Holy King said, sitting on the **, as if he is a disciple to see the Holy King and ask for advice, when he thinks of this, Yang Lin can't help but sink in his heart, although his expression is not revealed, but in his heart, he despises this Holy King's self-esteem everywhere and belittles the comer to the extreme.

There is no chair to sit on, then don't sit, Yang Lin smiled silently, looked up at the blank jade chair in front of him, stared, but found that the original empty jade chair was already sitting firmly at this time, a middle-aged man with no beard under his palate, dressed in green clothes, his face was indifferent, which seemed to be extremely inconsistent with the old voice.

"This moisturizing grass is very good for the stability of the state of mind, how many people dream of wanting to sit, but they can't, now in front of you, you don't care, Xiaoyou is so high. Obviously, seeing what Yang Lin was thinking, the Saint King on the jade chair couldn't hear any displeasure in his voice, but just said lightly.

"Yang Lin has seen the Holy King!" Gently clenching his fists and bowing slightly, Yang Lin gave a light salute, his body was straight again, and his tone said without the slightest fear: "I didn't come here to cultivate, and it doesn't matter if I sit on the ** paved with moisturizing grass or not." ”

It seems that he didn't expect Yang Lin to speak so bluntly, the Holy King seemed to be stunned, and said in a flat tone: "Since you can climb the ninety-nine golden brick steps, I think you are also a person with great fortune, you should have figured out what it means to successfully ascend the steps by now!"

"It should be a chance to break through the realm, a chance to get a glimpse of the Mahayana realm. Yang Lin had already understood the truth, and replied with a chuckle.

"Climb the ninety-nine golden brick steps, you can become the guest elder of my Qingyun tribe, and be worshiped by the Supreme Elder, Yang Lin, are you willing to stay in Qingyun Mountain." With a change of tone, the Saint King said very solemnly.

"Could it be that this is what the Holy King summoned me to meet?" At this time, there was no teacher or Taoist ancestor in the conversation, and he was always asked by someone who took the initiative, and Yang Lin, who liked to act casually, felt extremely uncomfortable, and his tone was also gloomy and asked back.

"I listened to Ling'er's voice, it was your intention to help you to repel the Nine Infant Beasts, and it was also your idea to fight the poor strange beasts in Nantai Mountain, with the cultivation of the late stage of the gods, you can control such powerful demon beasts as Yinglong, which shows that your courage and scheming are superior.

My Qingyun Department ranks first in the Southern Wilderness, one of the eight major sects in the world, and I need more strength as the cornerstone, so I brought you here. Sure enough, you didn't disappoint me, you successfully climbed the ranks, completed my trial, and have the qualifications to become a guest of the Qingyun Tribe, I don't know if you are willing?" Without the slightest disguise, the Saint King said bluntly, as if he had put a piece of sugar in front of Yang Lin, and Yang Lin would not refuse at all.

"Is that just this?" the corners of his mouth curved up slightly, and Yang Lin asked with a slight frown.

"Of course, my Qingyun tribe is grateful for your help to Ling'er, I heard that you are the descendant of the Sword Saint Wang Yunei's family, I must also want to take a look at the sword traces left by Wang Daoyou back then, now that you have climbed the ninety-nine gold brick steps, you have the qualifications to see it, and afterwards, I will arrange for Ling'er to take you there. It seemed that Yang Lin would not shirk, and the Saint King said proudly.

"That Sword Saint must be a wordless heavenly monument that only climbed the ninety-nine golden brick steps to see, so I don't know if the Sword Saint was willing to stay as an elder who was a guest secretary?" Yang Lin smiled and asked casually.

"No, Wang Daoyou is idle and wild, and he doesn't like to be restrained. The Holy King said with a little regret. "Yang Lin has thanked the Holy King for his kindness, but I have a heavy responsibility, I have promised the Wu family of Dongshun Kingdom to protect it, and I can no longer take on other responsibilities, even if it is an idle job, it will always be a troublesome thing at that time.

Second, I don't like to be constrained, it's my nature to act rashly, so I can't agree to the Holy King. Yang Lin returned the salute again and said solemnly.

The wind can't blow into the hall, and the hall seems to be a little pressing, even if the beam hall is extremely high, but at this time, the whole hall is extremely dull, I thought that I could take Yang Lin under my command, but I didn't want Yang Lin to have a plan in his heart, and for a while, the holy king also felt a little embarrassed.

If it is the matter of the national teacher of the Wu family in Dongshun, it will be easy to do, just send two existences who have returned to the virtual realm to sit in the battle, with the support of the Qingyun tribe, it should not make Yang Lin too embarrassed.

But when it comes to Wang Yu's casualness, it is very difficult for the Holy King, after all, a person likes freedom, if you forcibly stay, it will be counterproductive, but if you ask for it softly, how can the Holy King fall into his identity, at this time, the Holy King regrets why he didn't let the Holy Maiden of Qingyun enter the temple together, maybe at that time, Yang Lin will have a turnaround.

However, compared to sacrificing a saintess who may break through the merger, it is not very cost-effective to recruit a Yang Lin, and when he was thinking about it, the Saint King suddenly remembered something and asked: "I heard that you have a strange poison, my Qingyun tribe is called the Hundred Poison Valley in Great Xia and other places, but in fact, it is because there is a valley in the mountain, called the Hundred Poison Valley. Gu Zhong has a special research on poison, and I don't know if Xiaoyou is willing to leave a drop of essence blood and study it for our clan. ”

Seeing that Yang Lin was thoughtful, the Saint King continued to smile and said: "If Xiaoyou is willing, you can also enter the Hundred Poison Valley to study together, my Qingyun tribe, there are many people who can refine poison and detoxify, and there are also many alchemists, as long as Xiaoyou is willing to stay, my Qingyun Department is willing to supply the pill that breaks through to the virtual realm." ”

This was already the most explicit solicitation that the Saint King could say, but if the Saint King had talked to the Qingyun Saint Maiden first, he might not have used the elixir of the Returning Realm to recruit Yang Lin.

However, Yang Lin pondered not because of the problem of studying poison art in the valley, but because of something else, seeing that the Holy King wanted to win him over again, he hurriedly said: "I have something to ask for, if the Holy King agrees, it is not enough to offer a drop of essence blood." ”

Needless to say, the preciousness of essence blood is needless to say, but the Saint King didn't expect Yang Lin to exchange the essence blood for a promise to himself, so much so that it seems that the value of that drop of essence blood has been raised a little, but there is a trace of curiosity in the Saint King's heart.

If Yang Lin in front of him didn't care about those guest invitations at all, then coming to Qingyun Mountain must have something else, and now Yang Lin is trying to talk about that.

Seeing the Holy King nodding, Yang Lin clasped his fists and said: "One of my brothers, is a spirit beast spirit treasure rat, some time ago I was lost in Tianniu Mountain, I have been searching for many days to no avail, recently I deduced the heavenly opportunity, calculated that my brother will eventually appear in Qingyun Mountain, I want to ask the Holy King to help me find my brother, intact and recovered." ”

The hexagram shows the Qingyun blood flag, if the Holy King asks for a hexagram, it must also calculate a scene, even if it is really Qingyun in trouble, with the wisdom of the Holy King, he will find a way to avoid it, maybe the hexagram will have a chance to be solved.

At this time, Yang Lin was very light on his own safety, there were poor strange beasts and nine baby beasts, even if it was a holy king, he could face each other head-on, but he didn't want to really respond to the signs of the hexagram and hurt the heart of the Qingyun Holy Maiden.

"You can calculate the Heavenly Machine, so what kind of scene did you see at that time?" Lingbao Rat didn't attract the Holy King, but the Heavenly Opportunity that Yang Lin mentioned made the Holy King interested.

"A blood-stained banner with the word Qingyun written on it, and the scene of my brother Lingbao Rat is reflected on the flag, making it a leisurely appearance. Yang Lin replied truthfully.

The hall returned to its initial dullness, the Holy King slowly closed his eyes, his fingertips pinched as if he was calculating something, while Yang Lin looked up, waiting for the result of the Holy King's deduction. After a long sigh, the Saint King did not open his eyebrows, and said lightly: "It seems that you are really the one who led the Qingyun Tribe into disaster. ”