Chapter 611: Unkind Visitors

"That's weird!" Qian Yuming also agreed: "If this is the case, this archway does not belong to your Ling family, why is it still placed here?"

"Haha" Qian Yuming's words were very harsh, but Ling Zhengyi was not angry. He glanced at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile: "I remember that there seems to be an archway on Feifengling, and the writing on it is 'Yunming' ', 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 is asking too many questions?"

"Haha, yes, the poor Taoist has indeed asked too many questions!" Ling Zhengyi showed his hand and said, "Three fellow Taoists, please!"

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

The style of this palace is simple and simple, and the scale is not small. It doesn't look like it was created by a cultivating family. Before entering the palace, Zhan Yu sighed again: "Fellow Daoist Ling, it's not that I am a poor Taoist who talks a lot, you have this palace in Misty Mountain." Although it’s not big, it’s so majestic and powerful that it’s comparable to the palaces of Huanghuamen and I. It’s really beyond my expectations!”

Qian Yuming also nodded: "What Pindao feels is exactly what fellow Taoist Zhan thinks. Pindao has visited many aristocratic families, but he has never seen such a magnificent palace."

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

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

"Haha, guests are welcome to the host. Fellow Taoist Ling invites you!" Zhan Yu smiled and raised his hand to signal.

Ling Zhengyi smiled and entered the hall first, while Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming did not move, but looked at Pu Jianyuan again. Pu Jianyuan nodded slightly and stepped into the hall confidently. Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming were still hesitant. But they glanced at each other, hesitated a little, and entered the hall simultaneously.

The inside of the palace is as brilliant as it looks on the outside, with some strange pictures painted on the roof and four walls. On the screen, there are giant dragons with teeth and claws, and giants standing tall on the sky. Even in the shady jungle, there are branches like fingers stretching out to groups of monks, and patches of blood are scattered all over the ground!

"It's weird, this... seems to be an ancient legend, right?" Qian Yuming glanced at it and said in surprise: "This thing... seems to be sealed only in the transfer pavilions of a very few cultivation sects, and it is also used as a I didn’t expect to see the secrets of the sect in Misty Mountain, it’s really beyond Pindao’s expectation!”

Zhan Yu, on the other hand, swept away his spiritual thoughts.

He smiled and said, "I'm afraid there are more than just murals in this hall of Fellow Daoist Ling, right?"

Ling Zhengyi waved his hand and said: "Fellow Taoists, please take a seat. Whether there is anything else above this hall is up to two people. Who knows if fellow Taoists will have a chance to see it?"

After the four of them were seated, the disciples from Misty Mountain offered spiritual tea and spiritual fruits and quietly withdrew.

"Please~" Ling Zhengyi smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist Pu has been here many times, and he also knows that there are no special spiritual fruits in my Misty Mountain. These are common in Xi Country. I hope the three Taoists will not dislike it!"

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

Ling Zhengyi didn't understand why, so he picked up a spiritual fruit with his hand, held it between his thumb and index finger, and turned it around casually. He looked at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile: "There is a saying in the world that you should go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing. Fellow Taoist Pu has been coming to Misty Mountain for several years. I wonder if you are here today, but what's the matter?"

Pu Jianyuan put down the spiritual tea in his hand and said with a smile: "Since fellow Taoist Ling asked about it, I'll just get straight to the point!"

But at this moment, Ling Zhengyi seemed to think of something again and said, "By the way, before fellow Taoist Pu explains, I want to ask a question first!"

Pu Jianyuan was stunned, nodded and said: "Fellow Daoist Ling, please speak!"

"Oh, it's like this. I have heard that in the past few years, many cultivation families have disciples who have awakened their true spirit bloodline. I wonder what the situation is like in Feifengling?"

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

"Haha, after all, I, Misty Mountain, have some connection with Feifengling. Maybe I still have the same true spirit bloodline in my body, so I have this question!" Ling Zhengyi said seriously: "And I don't hide it from fellow Taoist Pu, until At this moment, none of my disciples in Misty Mountain have awakened their bloodline!”

"This..." After listening to Ling Zhengyi's words, how could Pu Jianyuan not hear the meaning of "why is it too urgent 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 I, Feifengling, am Feifengling. What does it have to do with your Misty Mountain whether my disciple has awakened his bloodline or not? Forget it. , Fellow Daoist Ling, Pindao has something to say! Pindao came here this time for Pindao’s family magic weapon! Previously, it was difficult for Pindao to fight against you alone, but now he has invited fellow Taoist Qian and Zhan. Fellow Taoist, let them bear witness to Pindao! "Is it the magic weapon that was lost in the Yanlin Mountains that Fellow Taoist Pu said?" Ling Zhengyi pretended to be surprised: "Wasn't Pindao with you that day? ? How can we see it? And...of course, Pindao also swore that the magic weapon is not in the hands of Pindao or even my Misty Mountain disciple?"

"Hahaha~" Pu Jianyuan stood up, pointed his finger at Ling Zhengyi, and laughed loudly: "Ling Zhengyi, Ling Zhengyi, he is indeed as his name suggests, he is a sanctimonious person, he talks sweetly and has a sword, he is not comparable to the poor!"

Then he turned around and said to Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming, "Of course Pindao believed this man's oath and thought that the magic weapon was definitely not in his hands, but what? In the Yanlin Mountains, except for Pindao and fellow Taoist Ling, There were no other monks at all, and the poor Taoist's magic weapon could not be found. Even if he used the secret method, there was no news. The two fellow Taoists said, who else can there be besides this guy? "

"Haha, to be fair, Fellow Daoist Ling is indeed the most suspicious!" Zhan Yu nodded and said, "However, since Fellow Daoist Ling has already sworn his heart, I'm afraid it's unlikely!"

"Hahaha, what a ghost oath! Pindao suddenly woke up in the past few years. This guy's oath only said that he didn't take it, and that his disciples in Misty Mountain didn't take it. It didn't say that he didn't see it, nor did he say that he didn't take it. Didn’t you let other monks who were not disciples of Misty Mountain take it?”