The moment these eyes appeared on Qing Yang's self, Qing Yang's heart instantly swelled with strong fear, which was not controlled by himself.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you. Rong Yang asked eagerly.

Mu Yang also looked at Qing Yang, with a faint concern in his eyes, and Feng Ling on the other side frowned, holding the sword in his hand and said, "Why did you suddenly become weird." ”

Qingyang closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his mind sank into the depths of his heart, watching his self.

Originally, this self-appearance was himself, but at this time, he had a strange sense of strangeness when he looked at this self-appearance. Looking at the pair of eyes that made his heart surge, he didn't ask who the other party was, but directly let the incarnated Heavenly Demon drill into those eyes, but he couldn't sense the existence of these eyes at all.

Suddenly, the right hand of the self-portrait moved, and the right hand was inserted directly into his eyes, as if trying to pull those eyes out, but Qingyang still didn't sense anything.

Immediately afterwards, the self-phase suddenly grabbed in the void, and there was a silver glittering talisman in the palm, which was the head of the Tianyan Daoist sect, only to see the self-prime suddenly raised his hand and slapped it on his forehead.

After this beat, Qingyang finally felt the existence of those eyes, it was like two pieces of scale armor attached to his body, and when he reached out, he had already removed those eyes, and then the eyes that were full of death turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace in the hands of his own self.

When Qingyang opened his eyes again, he saw a pair of nervous and concerned eyes, even Feng Ling's eyes showed nervousness.

"Let's go, get out of here, lest we be overtaken. Qingyang said. After saying that, he turned around and left, where he passed, the yellow sand was paved with air, turning into a road, and after the Rongyang and Muyang and Fengling who followed behind, the yellow sand road collapsed in the void and disappeared into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.

For Feng Ling, everything above the Nine Heavens was so fresh, which meant that none of the mountains, rocks, rivers, birds and beasts floating in the void had ever been seen before. However, as far as the people above these nine heavens are concerned, there is no difference. She didn't know where Qingyang was going.

After walking for most of the day, she finally couldn't help asking, "What are we hiding? Are they the people we met before?"

"Hmm. "Qingyang should arrive, on the surface, it is naturally just those people, and those people did not appear at this time because they did not catch up with them for a while.

"Those people don't look very good, you're afraid of them?"

Qing Yang pointed to the Tianyan Staff in his hand and said: "This is the Dharma pillar of our Tianyan Dao Sect, and the Thunder Law Intent is sealed inside, which is the foundation of our Tianyan Dao Sect. I have done my best to hold this pillar, and I have no strength left to fight with others. ”

Qingyang explained to Feng Ling that of course they knew about Rongyang and Muyang, not only did they know, but the other people saw Qingyang walking away with this magic pillar, and they also understood that he was afraid that he would not be able to make a move.

Feng Ling watched the void under her feet continue to disperse into the yellow sand road of nothingness, and her doubts became heavier, and she continued to ask, "Since you are no longer powerless, how can you still walk the void and lead us all the way forward." ”

"It's nothing, just like a giant man in the world can carry a heavy load, can't he bear the weight of his shoes and clothes?" Qingyang said.

"Then don't be afraid of them, if they chase after them, just put this thing down. ”

Qingyang smiled and said, "Once you have some things on your back, you can't put them down." ”

"Pretending to be profound. Feng Ling muttered quietly. The good thing about her character is that she has a heroic spirit, and the bad thing is that she is unruly.

When Rong Yang heard Feng Ling's whispered words, his face immediately changed, and he said angrily: "Don't you know how to respect teachers in the world?"

"Respecting teachers is not something that is said with words, how do you know if I respect it in my heart. Feng Ling said immediately.

Rong Yang didn't like Feng Ling very much, so she looked very bad-tempered like this, but Qing Yang knew better that she was exhausted because the Tianyan Dao Sect had become like this.

"It's disrespectful in the mouth, let alone in the heart. Rong Yang said coldly.

"Don't talk about it. At this time, Qingyang suddenly stopped, he looked back at Feng Ling, and said: "Speaking of which, you haven't officially worshiped me as a teacher, and you are not a disciple of the Tianyan Dao Sect, at this time, the Tianyan Dao Sect is in turmoil, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

In this vast void, there is a mountain floating dozens of miles away, and there is a big river hanging in the west, these scenery can be described as beautiful, but Feng Ling is not interested in appreciating it, Qing Yang looked at her eyes, Feng Ling knew that if Qing Yang did not answer his question this time, then the fate between him would be completely over.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden wave of churning in the void, and a person's feet stepped out of the nothingness, and then a whole person appeared, and behind this person, in the surging void like a wave, there was a continuous flow of people.

Feng Ling didn't know who they were, and they didn't know about Rongyang and Muyang, because they didn't stay in this True Spirit Heaven for long.

Those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

Rong Yang and Mu Yang's faces changed greatly, and Feng Ling also looked at the past tightly, only Qing Yang's face remained unchanged, the more at this time, the more calm he had on his body. He was clearly standing beside him, but it was like a mountain, allowing him to storm and not move.

A group of people in the void looked down from above, and there was an awe-inspiring momentum, only to hear the first person say: "Immeasurable Tianzun, poor Dao Tiansong, Qingyang Daoyou, this girl has a fate with poor Dao, I don't know if you are willing to cut love?"

The man looked to be just middle-aged, with a whisk in one hand, a wisp of black hair floating on his chest, and an auspicious cloud under his feet, the whole person looked like a fairy wind and bones, and the dozen or so people behind him seemed to have become the ones who set him off.

He said this clearly to Qingyang, but it was like saying it directly to Feng Ling.

Qingyang looked at him, only to see that his body was protected by a layer of spiritual light, and he couldn't see anything at all. For practitioners, there are many things that they have to take the initiative to abandon and cut off, but there are some things that they have to fight for. For example, a disciple, Qingyang pays attention to a casual fate, but when the fate comes, someone wants to snatch the knife, that is a taboo, I saw Qingyang raise his eyelids and said: "I don't know what kind of magic power a friend can make a poor Dao cut love?"

"Observing the calamity of heaven and earth, and judging the life and death of people, is this considered a skill?"

"Oh, since you have such ability, you don't avoid the calamity, but go into the calamity, it's really brave. Qingyang said lightly, and then didn't look at him, but turned to Feng Ling and said, "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Before you could reply, the monk in the sky said, "Girl, would you like to worship me as a teacher?" ”

As soon as he said this, Feng Ling had an impulse in his heart, especially wanting to say yes, when Qingyang asked her, she didn't have this feeling of involuntary at all, willing two echoed in his ears and heart, and all her thoughts seemed to be occupied by these two words.

She didn't know that the man was casting a spell on her, and whatever she said would end up being willing, unless she could resist it.

Of course, Qingyang knew about the monk's small methods, but he didn't stop it, but looked at Feng Ling quietly, waiting for her answer, only to see Feng Ling's face flushed, and at this moment, she suddenly shouted to the monk in the sky: "Shut up, it's noisy." ”

As soon as she said this, the middle-aged monk's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he couldn't help but look at Qingyang, in his opinion, this must be Qingyang breaking his own law quietly, otherwise how could Feng Ling, a person who is not familiar with cultivation, resist his 'echo technique'.

However, his self-cultivation is also excellent, and there is no anger on his face.

He didn't know how such a small technique could control her, the sword in her hand was the most terrifying sword Qingyang had ever seen, she was inseparable from this sword all year round, and all such charming spells were useless to her.

After Feng Ling finished drinking the monk, he said to Qingyang: "When I was in the human world, I said that I only practiced the way of the sword, not those messy spells, can you teach me?"

She has always spoken like this, just like sword light, ordinary people can't withstand it at all, Rong Yang feels that she is too rude, this kind of disciple doesn't accept it, even Mu Yang frowned a little, although Mu Yang is arrogant, but he is that kind of restrained arrogance, most of the time he ignores people.

And Feng Ling is like an unsheathed sword, with sharp words.

"Ten thousand streams return to the sect, the avenue returns to one, I can naturally teach you the way of the sword. Qingyang said lightly. The atmosphere and confidence that exudes between the opening and closing of his eyes made Feng Ling convinced, as if his eyes already contained this shijie.

Then the monk in the sky said, "The avenue is infinite, and the wisps are different, so how can the girl believe it." ”

There is another spell contained in his words, called the Fallen Mind Technique, which can make people unconsciously change what they think in their hearts, but before his words fell, he heard Feng Ling say loudly: "Who are you?"

Her loud questioning made the monk's face sink, and he only heard him say, "Poor Dao Tiansong." "He had already given his name when he came out before.

"I haven't heard of it. Feng Ling replied coolly. Without waiting for Tiansong to say anything, he said to Qingyang: "Disciple Feng Lingshi to meet Master. ”

She knew that if she worshiped the Tianyan Dao Sect, she would be a Shizi generation, and she even thought of the name of the Dao. And her apprenticeship was also upright, she didn't kneel at all, in the eyes of other people, where is this a cultivator accepting disciples, this is like playing child's play at all.

Tiansong saw that Feng Ling directly worshiped Qingyang as his teacher, and he ignored himself, from beginning to end he was performing here like a clown, even if his cultivation was good, he couldn't help but feel hot on his face.

However, before he could say anything, he heard Qingyang say: "Some cultivators cultivate the mind of Rongchuan and Nahai, and some cultivate the courage to fight for life with the sky. Ling Shiwu, what kind of path do you want to cultivate?"

Feng Lingshi didn't think about it and said, "Master, I want to cultivate the courage to fight for my life with the sky." ”

As Feng Lingshi's words fell, Qingyang's eyes seemed to have a light flashing, and he stretched out his hand and pointed at the Tiansong Daoist in the sky, and said: "This person used the technique of confusing the mind to prevent you from apprenticing when you were apprenticing, this is the heavenly demon on your way to seek the Tao, and it is advisable to use a sword to kill it." ”

Qingyang has always shown an indifferent appearance, and then at this moment, he opened his mouth to ask Feng Lingshi to kill a true cultivator, which is almost a ridiculous thing.

The faces of the people present changed, but their faces were different.