Inside the tent.

There was no scene of being wary of swords and guns as Ling Tianzong thought, but it was just a normal scene of several people sitting together, waiting for his arrival quietly.

"Sect Master Ling, it's been a long time since we met."

The haggard old man sitting at the top smiled faintly: "Do you still remember Li Luo who met once?"

"Li Luo?"

Ling Tianzong thought about it and said bluntly: "I don't remember it."

Li Luo laughed loudly and said, "Hahahaha, the sect leader is quick to speak. To be honest, you were still young at that time, so it was normal for you to remember. But I still remember the ignorant boy back then. I haven't seen him for many years, so Shi Yan Wushang has gone, and another old friend is missing."

Ling Tianzong frowned and said, "Do you know my master? Hey, I didn't expect this big fish to be bigger than I thought... Since I know my master, I must be an immortal monster. If I don't stay at home and wait for death, why are you still running outside? Or is there no successor? So when you are old, you have to work hard and fight for the Taoist and martial arts dispute yourself?"

"How dare you talk to the high priest like this?"

"Do you know how noble the identity of the high priest is? A mere grass-headed barbarian dares to mock the high priest?!"

The next few people couldn't help but jump out at the same time and started cursing.

As soon as the scolding started, both of them couldn't help screaming, covered their faces and staggered back, palm prints appeared on their faces, and their cheeks were even swollen and swollen... However, they were beaten back by Ling Tianzong, and even as they opened their mouths, several white teeth were spit out.

The ruthless attack made people feel disgusted.

The high priest Li Luo was not surprised at all, but sighed lightly: "Oh... the sect leader is really rude. I think there is a bit of old friends, and the sect leader will be polite. Unexpectedly, you will be even more rude."

Ling Tianzong sneered: "My inheritance of Shenyan Sect can only be held after the current sect leader defeated the sect leader... My strength is even higher than my master, and my master left irresistible secret wounds in the battle with me, which led to his death. I killed my master with my own hands, but you talked to me about the love of an old friend?"

"Alas... I feel quite a pity for Wushang's death. After all, the Xia Dynasty and the Qian Dynasty have always been incompatible. There are not many younger generations who are respectful and polite to me like Yan Wushang."

Ling Tianzong was secretly shocked and thought to himself how senior this old thing is?

The higher the seniority, the bigger the goal is…

Is it Hongxue?

Or is it the enlightenment mirror? Or something I don’t know about?

Thinking of it, he only felt that the old man in front of him had a change in his description. From his previous haggardness and death, his thin figure suddenly rose up, like a giant pillar that penetrated into the sky. Compared to this, he was just a small stone on his toes, and he might be able to kick aside at will with one kick.

There was even more fog surround me, and there was no other thing except these huge feet.

Oops!!!

My mind was lost... I was taken advantage of by this old guy.

Ling Tianzong was not angry but happy, and a cold smile appeared on his face, haha, laughing wildly, "Awesome, so amazing, even my eyes at the realm of entering the Tao can be deceived. Even if I find clues, I can't break free. What a powerful mental power and such a powerful witchcraft. What a pity, I was able to chase the innate realm when I was still in the realm of the Divine Sea. When I was in the realm of the innate realm, I dared to let go of the battle when I face the realm of the Dao. Now I am in the realm of the Dao. Guess, can I remove your old bone?!"

The words fell.

The fog dissipates...

It was still the haggard old man, his face had no change.

A trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Ling Tian’s lips.

But he sighed with regret and said, "It's such a pity. You really shouldn't have unlocked your witchcraft... In this case, wouldn't I be victorious?"

"I don't want to fight with you... I've done this before, just to tell the sect leader that regardless of his seniority, I have the qualifications to give you courtesy, so don't treat Lao Xie and others as much as you treat criminals, otherwise, your Shenyan Sect may be in trouble."

"You can tell me about this to the Sword Sect and Yin-Yang Dao Sect Yunlai Sect Brahma Zen Temple... No matter if I am alone, you will be unable to defeat me. Now there are so many masters here. Even if Qin Zheng, the number one on the Taoist weapon list, will be dead and alive. Who are you?"

Ling Tian snorted: "Don't make things difficult for me, otherwise you will be in a difficult situation."

"I don't want to separate from my disciples, and I don't plan to sit in that cell... I requested treatment that matches my identity and strength."

Ling Tianzong sarcastically said, "With your strength, I'm afraid you are qualified to sit in the palace. Where can I get you there?"

"No need to be so troublesome. A room with a bed and tea. If you have a bed, I am old and sleepy, I will never be able to do it. As for tea, I love you very much the snow-milling rays of the Daqian Dynasty. If you come a little, it would be great."

Ling Tianzong said annoyedly: "Don't think about it. Even if I am a little bit from Xue Ni Jinghong, I will only have that little bit. I can't give it to you, but other requirements can still be met. Please."

"The Great Sacrifice!!!"

Someone screamed in the next chapter, but this time, they were not using a common language in mainland China, but an extremely strange language that made people completely unable to understand.

The high priest smiled slightly and replied in the same language: "Don't panic, just put everything on Yin Jiu. With him, if we are under the control of Ling Tianzong, it will only be beneficial and harmless. As long as we can regain the dry bones and sorrow, our purpose will be achieved!"

"What are you two... talking about messy words?"

Ling Tianzong was furious and said, "Don't think of communicating in front of me... Don't talk about birds singing, or human words."

"It's true that I have a disciple asking if I can get a bed? When I get old, I'm afraid of the cold."

Ling Tianzong frowned, pondered for a while, and said, "Okay! OK..."

While speaking, he had already silently remembered the two words he had just heard.

Who can imagine...

Ling Tianzong, who seemed extremely rough, never forgets everything, even though he heard it. Even though the sound was fleeting, he could remember it almost.

After I got back, I found someone who could understand Daxia dialect and consulted carefully what this sentence meant.

He had made up his mind silently...

However, this old guy is too strong, and he is even better than himself. There is probably no other person in the entire Shenyan Sect who can watch him except himself, but he has too many chores and can't get out of it. He has to find a trusted helper to do it... wait...

He had an idea when he felt aroused.

Speaking of it...

Although it was only the first time we met, I heard him talk a few times, both in terms of temperament and personality, which were very different from those guys who were alive and dead.
Chapter completed!