"This is weird!" Qian Yuming also echoed: "In this case, this archway is not your Ling family's thing, why is it still placed here?"

"Hehe" Qian Yuming's words sounded very harsh, but Ling Zhengyi was not angry, glanced at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile: "Poor Dao remembers that there seems to be an archway on Feifengling, and the book on it is 'Yunming', which has nothing to do with Feifengling, I don't know if Pu Daoyou also has such a plan?"

Pu Jianyuan's color changed, and he said coldly: "This is my Feifengling family matter, Ling Daoyou doesn't think you are asking too much?"

"Hehe, yes, Poor Dao does ask too much!" Ling Zhengyi stretched out his hand and said, "Three Daoist friends, please!"

Pu Jianyuan and the three of them followed Ling Zhengyi into the archway, and then went up several floors of pavilions, and saw many disciples of the Ling family, but they came to a rather large hall.

The style of this hall is simple, the scale is not small, it doesn't look like the handiwork of the Xiuzhen family, and before entering the hall, Zhanyu sighed again: "Ling Daoyou, it's not that there are many poor words, although the hall of your misty mountain is not big, it is magnificent, and it is really atmospheric, compared with the palace of my Huanghua Gate, it is not lost, it is really beyond the expectations of the poor road!"

Qian Yuming also nodded: "What Poor Dao feels is exactly what Zhan Dao friends think, Poor Dao has also visited many families, but he has never seen such a magnificent palace." ”

"Fellow Daoists, please~" Ling Zhengyi smiled bitterly: "This hall is also the same as the archway, I only know that it is passed down by the ancestors of my Ling family, and there are countless mysteries in it, but if you talk about the calendar, it seems that there is no record!"

"There are countless mysteries?" Qian Yuming slightly. Raised his eyes and looked at Pu Jianyuan. Pu Jianyuan immediately smiled and said: "Two fellow Daoists, please take a seat, my Feifengling and Misty Mountain seem to have some origins, and I also have such a majestic hall on Feifengling!"

"Hehe, guests are as they please, Ling Daoyou, please!" Zhan Yu smiled and raised his hand.

Ling Zhengyi smiled and entered the hall first, but Zhanyu and Qian Yuming did not move, but looked at Pu Jianyuan again, Pu Jianyuan nodded slightly, and stepped into the hall with confidence, Zhanyu and Qian Yuming were still a little hesitant. But they glanced at each other, hesitated slightly, and entered the hall at the same time.

The inside of the hall is as splendid as it looks from the outside, and some strange pictures are depicted on the roof and four walls. There are dragons with teeth and claws, giants standing up to the sky, and even the shady jungle has finger-like branches reaching out to the hordes of monks, and the blood is spilled all over the ground!

"Weird, this ...... It seems to be an ancient legend, right?" Qian Yuming swept his eyes and exclaimed: "This thing...... It seems that only a very small number of cultivators of the sect have been sealed in the Transmission Pavilion, and they are all secret transmissions of the sect, I didn't expect to be able to see it in the Misty Mountain, it was really beyond the expectations of the poor Dao!"

Zhan Yu swept away his thoughts and said with a smile: "In this hall of Ling Daoyou, I'm afraid there are more than just murals, right?"

Ling Zhengyi waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take a seat." Is there anything else above this hall, that's two words, who knows if Daoist friends will have a chance to see it?"

After the four of them sat down, the disciples of Misty Mountain offered the spiritual tea and spiritual fruit and quietly retreated.

"Please~" Ling Zhengyi said with a smile: "Pu Daoyou has been here many times, and I also know that I don't have any special spiritual fruits in Misty Mountain, these are common in Xi Country, I hope the three Daoists will not dislike it!"

"Hehe~" Pu Jianyuan and the others smiled, each picked up a few spirit fruits, and tasted them. After the four of them casually chatted about the strange things in the Xiaoyu Continent, Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming glanced at Pu Jian Yuan one after another.

Ling Zhengyi didn't understand, so he picked up a spirit fruit with his hand, put it between his thumb and index finger, and rotated it at will. Looking at Pu Jianyuan, he said with a smile: "There is a saying in the world, there is a good saying, nothing will go to the Three Treasures Palace." Pu Daoyou has been coming to me for several years. I don't know if I'm here today, but what's the matter?"

Pu Jianyuan put down the spiritual tea in his hand and said with a smile: "Since Ling Daoyou asked, then the poor Dao will get straight to the point!"

But at this moment, Ling Zhengyi seemed to think of something again, and said, "By the way, before Pu Daoyou explains, Poor Dao wants to ask a question first!"

Pu Jianyuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "Ling Daoyou, please speak!"

"Oh, that's the case, Poor Dao heard that in the past few years, a large number of cultivators have had disciples' true spirit bloodlines awakened, I don't know what the situation is in Feifengling?"

"Huh, why did Ling Daoyou suddenly ask about this?'s disciple of Misty Mountain?" Pu Jianyuan asked rhetorically.

"Hehe, after all, my Misty Mountain has some relationship with Feifengling, maybe there is still the same true spirit bloodline in my body, so the poor Dao has this question!" Ling Zhengyi said solemnly: "And I don't hide it from Daoist Pu, until this moment, I haven't had a disciple's bloodline awakened in Misty Mountain!"

"This ......" After listening to Ling Zhengyi's words, how could Pu Jianyuan not understand the meaning of "why is it too anxious to fry each other"? But he only hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, shook his head, and said: "Your Misty Mountain is Misty Mountain, and my Feifengling is Feifengling, what does my disciple's bloodline awakening have to do with your Misty Mountain? Forget it, Ling Daoyou, Poor Dao will have something to say directly! Poor Dao came this time for Poor Dao's family heirloom! In the past, Poor Dao was only alone, and it was difficult to fight against you, but now I have invited Qian Daoyou and Zhan Daoyou, and let them testify for Poor Dao!" Pu Daoyou said that it was in the mountains and rivers of the hot forest...... Is it a lost magic weapon?" Ling Zhengyi pretended to be surprised, "Didn't Poor Dao be with you that day? How can you see it? and...... Moreover, of course didn't Poor Dao also swear an oath? That magic weapon is not in the hands of Poor Dao or even my Misty Mountain disciple?"

"Haha~" Pu Jianyuan stood up, pointed his finger at Ling Zhengyi, and said: "Ling Zhengyi, Ling Zhengyi, is really a person as his name suggests, with a good appearance and a honey-bellied sword, not comparable to the poor!"

Then he reflexively said to Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming, "Of course, Poor Dao believed in this guy's vow, thinking that the magic weapon was definitely not in his hands, but what? In the Yanlin Mountains, except for Poor Dao and Ling Daoyou, there were no other monks at all, and Poor Dao's magic weapon could not be found alive or dead, even if he used the secret method, there was no news, and the two Daoist friends said, who else could there be besides this guy?"

"Hehe, to be fair, Ling Daoyou is indeed the most suspicious!" Zhanyu nodded and said, "However, since Ling Daoyou has already sworn in his heart, I'm afraid it's unlikely!"

"Haha, what kind of ghost heart oath! Poor Dao has only suddenly woken up in the past few years, this guy's heart oath only said that he didn't take it, his disciples of Misty Mountain didn't take it, but he didn't say that he didn't see it, and he didn't say that he didn't let other monks who are not disciples of Misty Mountain take it?"