Chapter 290: Holy Land of All Souls! (1)
Yun Ling's tragic experience did not arouse sympathy. The competition within the Yun family was fierce. He was deposed and others could take over.
But now Yun Ling had offended the head of the Qin family and was hated by the head of the Qin family. People who were close to him suddenly disappeared without a trace.
No one from such a big Yun family came to visit him.
Yun Ling had tasted all the joys and sorrows in life, and he occasionally thought of committing suicide to free himself.
But Yun Ling, who had a strong mind, still did not do this. He was not killed by the masked master, but was crippled by his own people. Suicide now is a sign of a coward.
Yun Ling managed to survive in the end. Within the Yun family, he was despised by everyone and ignored by no one.
Even his nominal wife didn't look at him. She hooked up with other people and made fun of him all day long. The hat on Yun Ling's head was shiny green.
Yun Ling knew this, but he was indifferent. He would not touch his so-called wife anyway. In the eyes of outsiders, he became taciturn, like a turtle, indifferent to everything.
Fortunately, there is a nanny who is taking good care of Yun Ling and giving him a little bit of warmth. Even though this nanny is mute and is only responsible for his three meals a day.
From the time he was injured until now, his father has not come to see him once, and Yun Ling has been very indifferent to this.
He just goes to the river every day and sits there all day long. No one knows what he is doing. Is he in a daze? Or being stupid
Over time, everyone forgot about him. Yun Ling went from being one of the ten tigers of the Yun family, with a promising future, to an unknown person.
But this was exactly what he wanted.
"Caterpillars have to go through hardships to transform into butterflies. I didn't understand this before, but this series of blows made me understand this. I'm looking forward to the day when it transforms into a butterfly." Yun Ling sat in the sun, feeling in his body Warmly, the destroyed Dantian and tendons burst out with powerful vitality at this moment.
He encountered a catastrophe, his mind was wiped out, and he was confused, but suddenly he had an idea and remembered the secret book he got when he was a child.
Zhuang Zhou Mengdie!
In a dream, Zhuang Zhou met a butterfly, which led to a philosophical dialogue, and then the ancient sage Zhuang Zhou used this to create a supreme art.
Now Yun Ling has understood a little bit, and he is waiting for the moment when he turns into a butterfly.
"I should be grateful to that mysterious masked man. Without him who attacked me and spared my life, I wouldn't be able to get this opportunity now." Yun Ling actually felt a trace of gratitude towards Li Xiandao in his heart.
He would rather be grateful to an outsider, an enemy, someone who almost killed him, than to be grateful to the so-called Yun family.
Yun Ling really excluded herself from the Yun family.
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It was a very cold moon and seven days had passed since Li Xiandao arrived at the beach.
Mainly Li Xiandao stopped and walked, looked at the scenery, and appreciated the beautiful scenery of Han Yuetian. When these things came into view, Li Xiandao couldn't help but sigh at the power of Han Yuetian.
Some children with outstanding talents, in this environment, reached the Tianyuan realm in their teens, and some even reached the saint realm.
Incredible!
The environment in Jiutian is indeed much better than that in Shidi, not to mention the Dalidi where Li Xiandao was at the beginning, which is even more different.
When he came to the seaside, Li Xiandao found a boatman and bought a boat. He stood on the bow and rode the wind and waves to the Holy Land of All Souls.
The Holy Land of All Souls is overseas. Xiaoqi said it is not far from the land, but that is relative to practitioners. For ordinary boatmen, the distance is still a bit far.
Li Xiandao looked at the scenery on the sea, with blue sky, white clouds, and gentle breeze. He was not in a hurry, standing on the boat, and the boat shot out like a sharp arrow.
One day later, Li Xiandao saw the so-called Holy Land of All Souls!
On the sea, the white fog lingers all year round. Ordinary boatmen will lose their way if they enter here, while practitioners will be trapped here if they enter.
This is the restriction of the Holy Land of All Souls!
The island that hides the center is leisurely and independent from the world.
When Li Xiandao saw the restriction, he shook his head and said: "Although the restriction can confuse people, the combination is too poor. Moreover, this restriction is very old. Many places are damaged and will not be repaired."
This restriction cannot trap Li Xiandao at all. On the restricted mountain peak, Li Xiandao has understood too many restrictions. Now these are nothing more than child's play in his eyes.
Standing on the bow of the ship, Li Xiandao controlled the ship's constant shuttle to avoid the attack restrictions in these restrictions.
Li Xiandao easily entered the interior of the Holy Land of All Souls.
"Isn't this too lax?" Li Xiandao couldn't help but frown. It wasn't just that he knew the restrictions very well, the key was that this foggy restriction was too lax.
Not to mention Li Xiandao, anyone who has been immersed in prohibition for hundreds of years can enter here.
"This is a holy land, but the restrictions are so lax. What happened?" Li Xiandao was confused. He came to the shore, parked the boat, and set foot on the Holy Land of All Souls.
Everywhere you look, there are dilapidated scenes, a huge holy land, the port is unguarded, the pier is deserted, most of the houses on the island are broken, only the flowers and plants are in full bloom.
"There are no disciples in this Holy Land of All Spirits. Is it completely deserted?" Li Xiandao asked in surprise. He flew up into the air and overlooked the island.
It is very large and can accommodate at least hundreds of thousands of people. It has four ports and a mountain peak inside the island. It is very majestic, like a real dragon crawling on the island.
And looking from the top down, this island is really colorful and the flowers are blooming.
There was only one thing that made Li Xiandao very confused.
Not enough spirit!
It's not that the spiritual energy is not as good as Han Yuetian's average level, but it doesn't meet the standards of the ten spiritual energy dragon veins.
With ten spiritual energy dragon veins on this island, coupled with the prohibition and suppression, the spiritual energy here should be hundreds of times, or even twice that of the outside world.
In fact, this place is just like the outside world.
It is three to five times richer than on land, but the spiritual energy on the sea itself is richer than on land.
Ten spiritual energy dragon veins are missing!
Li Xiandao looked around and saw that there was really no one in this Holy Land of All Souls.
He took out the contract and started looking for the host to sign the contract.
Right on this island.
The contract shows nothing wrong.
But Li Xiandao really didn't notice anyone. He followed the guidance of the contract and came to a tomb halfway up the mountain.
The tomb of the fourth generation leader of the Holy Land of All Souls!
Li Xiandao was looking at the contract. If it was not voided, it meant that the person was not dead.
Buried here, feigning death
Li Xiandao reached out and knocked on the tombstone.
Bang bang bang!
"Brother, an old friend is here. Don't die. Come out and take a breath." Li Xiandao said softly.
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