Chapter 611

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"That's weird!" Qian Yuming also echoed: "In this case, this archway is not your Ling family's property, so why put it here?"

"Hehe..." Qian Yuming's words sounded very harsh, but Ling Zhengyi was not angry. He glanced at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile: "Pindao remembers that there seems to be an archway on Feifengling, and the book on it is 'Yun Ming' ’, it has nothing to do with Feifengling, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Pu also has such a plan?”

Pu Jianyuan's expression changed, and he said coldly: "This is my Feifengling family matter, don't you think Fellow Daoist Ling asks too much?"

"Hehe, yes, I do ask a lot of poor daoists!" Ling Zhengyi stretched out his hands and said, "Three fellow daoists, please!"

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

The style of this hall is simple and the scale is not small. It doesn't look like the handicraft of a cultivator's family. Before entering the hall, Zhanyu sighed again: "Fellow Daoist Ling, it's not that you are poor and talkative. Although it's not big, it's majestic and truly majestic, and it's not inferior to my Huanghuamen's palace, it's really beyond Pindao's expectations!"

Qian Yuming also nodded: "Pindao's feelings are exactly what Fellow Daoist Zhan thinks. Pindao has visited many aristocratic families, but he has never seen such a magnificent palace."

"Fellow daoists, please~" Ling Zhengyi smiled wryly: "This hall is also the same as the archway. I only know that it was passed down by my ancestors of the Ling family. There are countless mysteries in it, but if it is about history, it seems that there is no record!"

"There are countless mysteries?" Qian Yuming was slightly taken aback. He looked up at Pu Jianyuan. Pu Jianyuan immediately smiled and said: "Two fellow Taoists, please take your seat. My Feifeng Ridge and Miwu Mountain seem to have some connections. My Feifeng Ridge also has such a majestic hall!"

"Hehe, the guest is up to you, friend Ling Daoist!" Zhan Yu smiled and raised his hand to signal.

Ling Zhengyi smiled and entered the hall, 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 still hesitated. But they glanced at each other, hesitated a little, and entered the hall simultaneously.

The inside of the hall is as splendid as it looks outside, and there are some strange pictures painted on the roof and four walls of the hall. On the screen, there are giant dragons with fangs and claws, and giants standing on top of the sky. Even in the shady jungle, there are finger-like branches reaching out to groups of monks, and the patches of blood are all over the ground!

"Strange,

This... seems to be an ancient legend, right? "Qian Yuming glanced at it and said in surprise: "This thing... It seems that only a very small number of cultivation sects have sealed it in the Chuan Gong Pavilion, and it is also a secret biography of the sect. Unexpectedly, it can be seen in Misty Mountain. It was beyond Pindao's expectations! "

But Zhan Yu swept away his spiritual thoughts, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid there are not only murals in this hall of Ling Daoyou?"

Ling Zhengyi waved his hand and said, "Dear fellows, please sit down. Whether there is anything else in this hall is up to two. Who knows if fellow daoists will have a chance to see it?"

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

"Please~" Ling Zhengyi said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Pu has been here many times, and I also know that there are no special spiritual fruits in Misty Mountain. These are common in Xi Country. I hope the three fellow Taoists will not dislike them!"

"Hehe~" Pu Jianyuan and the others smiled, picked up a few spiritual fruits and tasted them. The four of them chatted casually about the anecdotes and strange events in Xiaoyu Continent, while Zhanyu and Qian Yuming gave Pu Jianyuan winks one after another.

Why didn't Ling Zhengyi understand, he picked up a spiritual fruit with his hand, held it between his thumb and forefinger, and turned it casually. Look at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile: "There is a saying in the world, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the Three Treasures Hall. Pu Daoyou has been coming to my Misty Mountain for several years. I don't know if you are here today, but what's the matter?"

Pu Jianyuan put down the spirit tea in his hand, and said with a smile: "Since Fellow Daoist Ling asked, then the poor Daoist will cut straight to the point!"

But at this moment, Ling Zhengyi seemed to remember something, and said, "By the way, before Pu Daoyou explained, Pindao would like to ask a question first!"

Pu Jianyuan was stunned for a moment, nodded and said: "Friend Ling, please tell me!"

"Oh, it's like this. I heard that in the past few years, many aristocratic families have awakened their true spirit blood. I don't know how the situation in Feifengling is?"

"Huh? Why did Fellow Daoist Ling suddenly ask about this? Where are the disciples from Misty Mountain?" Pu Jianyuan asked back.

"Hehe, after all, my Miwu Mountain and Feifengling have some connections. Maybe I have the same true spirit blood in my body. That's why I asked this question!" Ling Zhengyi said solemnly: "And don't hide it from Fellow Daoist Pu. At this moment, my Misty Mountain has not awakened the blood of a single disciple!"

"This..." After listening to Ling Zhengyi's words, how could Pu Jianyuan not understand the meaning of "why is it too urgent"? But he only hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, shook his head and said: "Your Miwu Mountain is Miwu Mountain, and my Feifengling is Feifengling. What does it have to do with your Miwu Mountain whether or not my disciples have awakened their blood? Forget it , Fellow Daoist Ling, Pindao has something to say! Pindao came here this time for the sake of the family’s magic weapon! Previously, Pindao was alone and it was difficult to fight against you. Now he has invited Friends Qian and Zhan Fellow Daoist, let them be a witness for Pindao!" "Fellow Daoist Pu are talking about the magic weapon... lost in the Yanlin Mountains?" Ling Zhengyi pretended to be surprised and said, "Didn't Pindao be with you that day?" ? How can I see it? And... And, of course, didn't Pindao also swear? That magic weapon is not in the hands of Pindao or even my Miwu Mountain disciple?"

"Hahaha~" Pu Jianyuan stood up, pointed his finger at Ling Zhengyi, and said with a big laugh, "Ling Zhengyi, Ling Zhengyi, indeed, he lives up to his name, with a dignified appearance, a sweet mouth and a sword in his mouth, which is not comparable to poor people!"

Then he turned to Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming and said, "Of course, Pindao believed in this guy's oath, thinking that the magic weapon was definitely not in his hands, but what? In the Yanlin Mountains, at that time, except for Pindao and Ling Daoyou, There are no other monks at all, and I can't find the magic weapon of the poor Taoist, even if I use the secret method, there is no news, the two fellow Taoists said, who else can there be besides this guy?"

"Hehe, to be fair, Fellow Daoist Ling is indeed the most suspect!" Zhan Yu nodded and said, "However, since Fellow Daoist Ling has already made a heart-to-heart vow, I'm afraid it's unlikely!"

"Hahaha, what a ghost oath! Pindao has only suddenly come to his senses in the past few years. This guy's oath only said that he didn't take it, and his disciples from Miwu 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 take it. Didn't you let other monks who are not disciples of Misty Mountain take it?"

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