After all night, the two fell asleep in the same bed.

When she woke up, the girl was holding Ling Yun's arm. If Ling Yun hadn't woken her up inappropriately, she might have to continue sleeping.

"Let's go." Ling Yun walked out of the door, and Song Anlian looked at the wooden house reluctantly.

To be honest, if we eliminate this indifferent and ruthless Ling Yun, we will actually have a happy life these days.

Finally, no one stared at me every day, for fear that I would be deceived by bad people.

Ling Yun deliberately walked through several wolf dens and then killed all the wolves, causing both of them to be covered in blood.

For some reason, the girl was not afraid, but stood behind Ling Yun and shouted for him.

"come on!"

"Lingyun, yes, hit there, there is one behind you."

Ling Yun suddenly felt that he regretted letting go of this girl, why did it turn out like this?

But since you have done it, don't regret it.

"We can go back soon, but before that, we will go and meet someone."

"Ah? What?"

.....

Let’s talk about the counterfeit village.

"What are you doing for a bunch of wine bags? Can't you find a living person?" In a bamboo building, Song Yingxing roared angrily, his voice shaking so hard that the entire window was shaking slightly.

He felt extremely upset, fear, and irritable.

The last time the group of wolves attacked, the mountain village did defend it. Five days and five nights passed, and the four thousand beast kings had been eliminated one after another. The entire Junanpo had turned into danger, but his granddaughter, Song Anlian, has been gone.

Even though he used the network of relationships and discussed with another leader for a long time, he searched the entire battlefield back and forth several times, but he could not find any clues.

Because the battlefield was too chaotic on the day his granddaughter was lost, and he was busy dealing with his own affairs. No one paid attention and no energy to pay attention.

The last thing they saw Song Anlian was some practitioners who participated in the war. The last scene they saw was that Song Anlian was trapped in a pack of wolves, panicked and surrounded by dangers.

All kinds of information show that Song Anlian may be in great danger, and may even be swallowed up by the wolves.

But Song Yingxing just was unwilling to accept such a cruel fact.

Song Yingxing's son and daughter-in-law both died on the battlefield, and there was only Song Anlian, the granddaughter. If it were someone else, it would be fine, but Song Anlian was his spiritual sustenance.

She is so well-behaved, smart, innocent, so lively and cute, and makes people happy. How could she die on this battlefield?

These days, Song Yingxing's mind was full of the image of his own granddaughter. He cried and asked his grandfather to save her, but he was helpless to watch it.

It's hard to sleep and hard to part with.

He didn't seem very old at first, but in just five days, he seemed even older. He was at least ten years older.

Grief and sorrow filled his heart and he no longer wanted to pay attention to other things.

Faced with such heart-wrenching shouts, the dozens of cultivators in front of him were silent and silent, enduring the scolding of the exhausted old man in front of him.

"Mr. Song Yingxing, my subordinates have important matters to report." At this time, someone outside the door quickly

notice.

"What's the matter? Is there any news from An Lian?" Song Yingxing's eyes glowed straight, and he hoped that the person in front of him would answer yes.

The man forced his head to look at Song Yingxing's now unkempt face.

"It was someone who broke through the spirit master. Lord Mo Xingye was summoning everyone to the hall seriously in the lobby."

Song Yingxing's eyes suddenly dimmed, and he waved impatiently, "It's not An Lian's news, you dare to bring it over and annoy me, wait, what did you say? Someone has advanced to a spiritual master and become a new spiritual master?"

Halfway through speaking, Song Yingxing suddenly reacted and his brows frowned.

This incident happened too suddenly, without any warning, as if he had been promoted to the spiritual master for no reason.

A new spiritual master means a change in the status of everyone and will also affect the pattern of everyone.

In the bamboo building, the practitioners who heard this news began to communicate in a low voice, guessing the identity of the spirit master.

Song Yingxing frowned tightly. He had no time to guess these things now, so he simply asked, "Who has advanced to the spiritual master."

"It's a man named Lingyun." The man replied carefully.

"What? It's him! How could it be that he broke through to the late stage of the Spiritual Master a few days ago." In an instant, Song Yingxing's pupils shrank slightly. For him, this was completely bad news.

In the hall, the practitioners broke out in a quarrel.

"My God, it's Ling Yun who has a bad character?"

"How could this be... He was soaring into the sky."

"Didn't you say that he died in the battlefield before? He disappeared for five days and five nights, and he thought he was taken away by the hungry wolves and eaten?"

Everyone was shocked, then surprised, then jealous, and finally confused.

"I have been missing for five days and five nights? Is he not found on the battlefield? Isn't this situation the case of An Lian in my family? He must know something."

Song Yingxing's old man was not old, and his ears flashed and captured the most important information.

"Shut up all of them."

He suddenly changed his mind, and he felt that Ling Yun must know something. He is going to the conference lobby now to take a look and ask carefully.

In the lobby, everyone was arranged in sequence, and Ling Yun stood in the center.

"I've actually advanced to the spiritual master!"

"The aura of the spirit master is really valuable. This rotating spiritual power is the spirit master."

The atmosphere in the conference hall was originally solemn and solemn and depressing, but suddenly it became lively.

Another person in charge, Mo Xingye, sat in the top main seat, and many spiritual masters were watching the fun.

There were many discussions, and many people were staring at the boy standing tall in the center with his head held high.

This young man is really Lingyun.

"I didn't expect that this man named Lingyun was promoted to the spiritual master."

"I remember when I was promoted to a spiritual master, I spent a lot of money and thoughts."

"This child is just lucky. I heard that he bought a paramecium before. Maybe he picked up another one and then advanced to the spiritual master."

"It's so easy to pick up, why don't you pick up one and take a look?"

"Hey, you're such a terrible person

chief."

"This Ling Yun actually broke through the spirit master directly! It is really unexpected that he had achieved such an achievement in such a short time." Mo Xingye, who was sitting in the first place, sighed in his heart.

When he refused the Nanpo Conference, Ling Yun was just a spiritist, but he didn't expect that he could stand in front of him calmly now.

"There must be some secret in Ling Yun, not just the problem of paramecium. If paramecium can directly promote him to spiritual master, then why are you practicing?"

"There is no achievement in Ling Yun now that even Zhang Heng does not have." He looked at Ling Yun and couldn't help but think of the most dazzling new star, Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If Zhang Heng was still alive and had not been killed by the man named Su Nuan, then he should have reached the spiritual master stage now.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but hold his hands. The head of the Su family was also a spiritual master in the late stage and was simply an intractable existence. Although he paid a lot of supplies in the name of the united front on the surface, the most important thing was that Su Nuan from his family was not dead at all.

"Mr. Song Yingxing!" This was, a sound suddenly came from outside the door.

An old man with a disheveled face and a sour smell all over his body walked into the conference hall. His drooping eyelids stared at Ling Yun in the venue.

He walked in quickly and said, "Lingyun, you can actually advance to the spiritual master. This is impossible. Let me check your cyclone. Come, let me check it."

For practitioners, cyclones cannot be shown at will. They are the most secret and fragile places. How can they be so easily allowed to be examined by others?

Ling Yun turned sideways slightly, and looked at Song Yingxing coming, and couldn't help but sneer, "Why? You want to check my cyclone, why should I check you?"

If I had experience being examined in the past, it would be that someone who had higher cultivation than me would be forced to prosecute. But now I am a spiritual master, and I am on an equal footing with the person in front of me, why should I check it for him?

What's more, it is very simple to check the cultivation level. Ling Yun's body emits the breath of a spiritual master. How could he make a false statement? It was obvious that he was deliberately causing trouble.

"Bold! You, a junior, dare to call me by my name?" Song Yingxing immediately widened his eyes. "Why can't I check you? With my identity, I am a cultivator appointed by the court, one of the leaders of this resistance to the wave, and even your elder.

"Hmph, old man, I call you your name to give you face, and we have to settle the accounts between us! I have no grudges and no grudges on weekdays, let alone any hatred. Just because of your granddaughter's words, you hold a grudge and take personal revenge. You actually want to forcibly plunder the Jiuyaocao in my hand? Humph! I originally wanted to exchange for the flying grass fruit, and you also stopped me behind the scenes.

"I am now in the spiritual master stage. Your airs have no effect in front of me. It is best to take your airs off less."

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes and spoke sharply. He broke his face with the old man in front of him very neatly. He was attacked by a group, but now he is a spiritual master, and the whole pattern suddenly became different.

Seeing Ling Yun and Song Yingxing start to curse each other, the other spiritual masters were silent and did not speak. They chose to watch on the wall.

They don’t know much about Ling Yun, so they can take this opportunity to observe him carefully.
Chapter completed!