Ling Yifan followed the boy towards the direction of the Yunxiao Sect, because he had to take care of the boy's speed, so Ling Yifan's flying speed was not very fast, and along the way, Ling Yifan gradually encountered more and more monks.

After a while, Ling Yifan said with some curiosity: "How can you leave the sect so far alone, in case of an accident, it is very dangerous!"

When the young man heard this, he immediately nodded a little ashamedly, "The lesson of the seniors is that the juniors are not careful enough to blame this matter, and they didn't expect to be deceived by their cronies, so that they almost had an accident, thanks to the seniors who came to the rescue!"

The young man just brushed over the matter, and didn't say it in too much detail, he didn't know the relationship very well, and he didn't know the exact identity of those people, so it was not easy to speculate, in addition, although Ling Yifan saved him, there were some things that were still inconvenient to say for a while.

Ling Yifan listened to the young man's answer, and immediately understood a little bit of the young man's thoughts, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "It's a cautious young man." Immediately, Ling Yifan didn't speak, just flew in the direction of the Cloud Sect with the young man.

When the two of them rushed to the Yunxiao Sect, on the Qingyang Peak of the Yunxiao Sect, in a cyan hall, a man in green clothes sat at the top of the main hall, exuding an aura of not being angry and arrogant.

At this time, the man's sword eyebrows were raised, and his expression suddenly changed slightly, and just now, Duan Feiyu's voice came from his personal jade slip.

After receiving the message from inside, the man was shocked, but when he saw what the message said at the end, he finally calmed down his panicked mind.

This man was none other than Duan Mutian, the head of the Qingyang lineage of the Yunxiao Sect, that is, the father of the young man, and when he learned that the young man was almost killed, the man's breath was surging, and his heart could not be calm at all.

He never dreamed that he would dare to hit his son's head with attention. However, judging from the news sent back by Duan Feiyu, he is currently safe, and the person who saved him intends to come to pay a visit.

Knowing that Duan Feiyu was not in any danger, the man relieved himself and sent back the news from Duan Feiyu. The one who saved his life was a white-haired young man, and his cultivation strength was extremely high, and in Duan Feiyu's introduction, Duan Mutian also paid some attention to it in his heart.

No matter what, for this young man who saved Duan Feiyu, Duan Mutian decided to be grateful.

Immediately, Duan Mutian thought about the mastermind behind the assassination of Duan Feiyu, thinking that he was a dignified Yunxiao Sect, and he was famous in Zhongzhou. Who would not open his eyes to his idea, think about it, and not find out which sect he had offended.

Just when Duan Mutian's brows were tightly knit and he was thinking hard to no avail, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: "Could it be that someone in the sect did it?"

Thinking of this, Duan Mutian's expression suddenly changed, if it was said that there was a holiday. I'm afraid it's the same as that purple pole.

However, these are all just wishful speculations on his own. What is going on, we still need to wait for Duan Feiyu to come back before we can figure it out.

Immediately, the man was a little anxious and anxious waiting for Duan Feiyu's return, Duan Mutian was in the main hall for a while, and he was finally a little relieved in his heart, when he was ready to get up to greet Duan Feiyu.

Duan Mutian had just gotten up and was about to go to greet Duan Feiyu. Suddenly, in his divine sense, he sensed Duan Feiyu's figure, and immediately, Duan Mutian's heart was relieved, and he finally let go of a heart that he was carrying.

Originally. After Ling Yifan and the boy were in a hurry for a while, he calculated the time, but it would take a long time to get to the Yunxiao Sect like this, Ling Yifan muttered to himself in his heart, "I don't know how this young man was deceived to such a far place."

Immediately, Ling Yifan felt that it was a waste of time to go down like this, so he simply took the young man and hurried towards the Yunxiao Sect.

The young man was taken by Ling Yifan, only to feel that there was a flower in front of him, the sound of the wind in his ears was passing by, and the scenery under his feet fell backwards rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it was thousands of miles, but this speed was faster than himself, I don't know how many times.

Ling Yifan took the young man, flew over the mountain ranges, passed through nearly a hundred large and small sects, and finally at noon, he felt the sphere of influence of the Yunxiao Sect, and the location of the Yunxiao Sect was not close to the core of Zhongzhou.

In Zhongzhou, the core position is occupied by the Dark Sky Alliance, and most of the rest of the sects are near the Dark Sky Alliance, and the Yunxiao Sect is the northwest of the core area of Zhongzhou, which is not remote, but it is not prosperous, between the center and the edge.

Otherwise, Ling Yifan would not have been able to reach the core area of Zhongzhou in less than a day.

At that moment, after Ling Yifan came to the sphere of influence of the Yunxiao Sect, he immediately felt the momentum and strength of the first-class sect, which was completely different from those second- and third-rate sects and forces that he had seen along the way.

In Ling Yifan's divine sense, within the entire Yunxiao Sect, there were thriving people, many monks, and rolling mountains, as if they had been specially transformed.

Looking at the many monks scattered around, as well as the numbered building courtyards, Ling Yifan suddenly had some doubts in his heart.

Seeing this, the young man seemed to understand the doubts in Ling Yifan's heart, and immediately muttered, "Senior, but you are confused about these scattered monk disciples?"

Ling Yifan nodded hesitantly, and immediately, the young man immediately explained: "These seemingly scattered disciples are all disciples of the outer sect of the Yunxiao Sect, although they seem to be scattered and disorderly, they all have the same management. ”

Although Ling Yifan has a little understanding of the major forces in Zhongzhou, he has never been to Zhongzhou, and he does not know much about the specific situation of these sect forces.

He only knew that this Yunxiao Sect was divided into two veins, but he hadn't heard that this Yunxiao Sect was divided into internal and external sects.

The young man continued to explain: "This inner and outer sect is only the name of the Yunxiao Sect itself, it is just convenient to manage!"

Ling Yifan nodded secretly when he heard this, the management methods and methods of each sect are different, but most of them are similar, in this regard, Ling Yifan understood a little in his heart, and then he didn't dwell on this matter.

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yifan took the young man to the location of the Inner Sect of the Yunxiao Sect, and where he looked, he saw that this Inner Sect was built on a huge mountain range that stretched for more than a thousand miles, and three of the peaks were towering into the clouds.

At this time, the young man pointed to the westernmost mountain peak and said to Ling Yifan: "This is Qingyang Peak, it is the Qingyang First Pulse, the easternmost is the Purple Pole Peak, which is the Purple Pole First Pulse, and the middle is the Phantom Moon Peak, which is the place where the sect master retreats, and it is also the core of the entire Yunxiao Sect, and being able to enter the Phantom Moon Peak is the biggest goal of every Yunxiao Sect disciple!"

As he spoke, the young man's eyes suddenly brightened, for this Phantom Moon Peak, Ling Yifan had heard of it, it was said that the conditions for the disciples in the sect to enter it were very harsh. However, every disciple who was valued by the sect master to be able to enter this peak was a Tianjiao, and as for the details, Ling Yifan was not clear.

Not long after Ling Yifan entered the range of this Cloud Heaven Sect, he sensed a divine sense sweeping past him, for this divine sense, Ling Yifan didn't care too much about this divine sense, he didn't need to think about it to know that this was the divine consciousness that the Cloud Xiao Sect didn't know which lineage.

And he took this son of the head of Qingyang Peak, and if he wanted to come to this Yunxiao Sect and found out that he was a strange visitor, he would not take it lightly against him, and with Ling Yifan's calculations, the divine consciousness that swept was probably Duan Mutian's divine consciousness.

Because the previous young man's transmission was afraid that Duan Mutian had already known about it, from this divine sense, Ling Yifan sensed a trace of anxiety and concern, and inferred from this that the owner of that divine sense was probably the first Duan Mutian of that Qingyang Peak.

Just as Ling Yifan and the young man were about to approach the Qingyang Peak, a tall figure suddenly shot out from the depths of the Qingyang Peak.

The young man beside him suddenly showed a hint of excitement after seeing the flying figure, and when Ling Yifan saw this, he secretly said that his guess was correct.

Ling Yifan looked from a distance, only to see a middle-aged man who looked to be about forty or fifty years old, exuding an aura of not being angry and arrogant, with a trace of excitement and joy between his eyebrows, flying towards here quickly, looking at the middle-aged man who flew in, and secretly said in his heart: "Presumably he is Duan Mutian!" (To be continued......)