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Following Han Yingying's brisk lotus steps, Ling Feng soon came to the huge gate of the hall. The tall gate was more than 20 meters high, and there were dozens of white jade carvings on the corridor. The pillars make people feel small when they walk down. *
The gate above the main hall, the Nine Dragons reliefs, flying around the clouds, above the plaque at the main gate of the Nine Head Tyrant Head Hall, the plaque is engraved with the three characters "Dragon Meeting Hall", which makes people not dare to have the slightest blasphemy. meaning.
Entering the main hall, there are two rows of tall white jade pillars with strange patterns that are 20 meters high. The space is extremely spacious. There are a lot of carved stone chairs scattered around. The surrounding is all those moving landscape paintings, as well as fairy beauties paintings. Wait.
There is only a meeting place for senior disciples every week. Going to the back is the meeting place for core disciples. The secret room at the back is the meeting place for the elders. Of course, Han Yingying is fashionable and easy to come and go. Generally, there are no major events and meetings are not held inside.
"Daddy!"
Before Han Yingying arrived, the soft voice had already reached the elders' assembly hall, and everyone couldn't help but lock their eyebrows a little.
"Yingying, Dad is in a meeting, so don't come to make trouble." Han Batian, some voices of reproach came out from inside, but he asked, except for being naughty, Yingying has nothing to make trouble. The hearts of everyone love and hate helplessly.
"I don’t have time to take care of you. Needless to say, I know what you are thinking. I brought a good helper back this time. Who do you think it is?" Han Yingying opened the door and strode in. When she finished speaking, Ling Feng walked in with a wave of her hand.
"Pavilion Master, a few elders, Ling Feng is back." Ling Feng rushed forward and said with a hand.
"Ling Feng? When did you come back?" Han Batian and everyone were shocked, "Since Tianshan Sect has no news of you, I thought you had an accident!"
"Thank you for the pavilion master's concern. I only came back this morning. When I came back, I just met the young pavilion master, so I followed here." Ling Feng-lover's pavilion-said.
"Okay, just come back. Three days later, the three-year core disciple recruitment contest is about to be held. You have to be prepared." Han Batian nodded and said.
"Well, Ling Feng is ready." Ling Feng nodded.
"Haha, good! Your current strength is at the peak of the Yuanshi? We can't feel your aura." Han Batian and others have already sensed Ling Feng's breath, but they can't find the strong aura. To the minute.
"Well, I have hidden my breath. If there is a chance to show my strength in the competition, I shouldn't let the pavilion master down." Ling Feng nodded, and did not say his true strength. After all, it was useless to say it. It's better not to say.
"Haha, good! Good! Yingying take Ling Feng to rest, this pavilion owner allows Ling Feng the right not to participate in the sect's large and small gatherings and training." Han Batian said with a laugh.
"Thank you, Pavilion Master." Ling Feng walked out with Han Yingying again with a fist. When she got outside, Xiao Mei also played enough, and flew down from the top of the hall.
"Mumbled muttered."
Xiao Mei fell on Ling Feng’s shoulder and called twice, looking around with curious eyes. Han Yingying was excited about Xiao Mei. When Ling Feng came down, Xiao Mei had always been in the Supreme Pavilion. Flying away everywhere, I couldn't see it.
"Ling Feng, your pet? Really cute? I borrowed it to play for a few days!?" Han Yingying didn't want Ling Feng's permission. She hugged Xiao Mei and stroked her in her arms. Fortunately, Xiaomei is not the kind of pet with no IQ, otherwise she would really attack.
"Uh... She is called Xiaomei. Except for me, she can only approach girls at the moment, so in the end, don't let other people touch it. If you don't die, you don't know what's going on." Ling Feng said helplessly.
"There is also such a hobby. Isn't it also a little girl who is only close to girls?" Han Yingying curiously hugged Xiao Mei to look at her belly, which made Ling Feng feel embarrassed.
"It's just a female body, okay? You don't want to mess around, if Xiao Mei is angry, it can kill people instantly, it's not a joke!" Ling Feng reminded.
"I know, it's not easy to see such a beautiful pet." Han Yingying unknowingly said what Xiaomei loves most, and Xiaomei obediently bent her crescent and looked at Han Yingying's chest with big eyes. , The look is lovely.
"Hey, Ling Feng, look, it seems to like beautiful women." Han Ying unceremoniously said that she was a beautiful woman, making Ling Feng depressed and shook her head.
"Yingying! I can't find you so early in the morning, so you are here?" Just when Ling Feng and the other two were talking and laughing, a figure came over and said.
"Xiangyu, why don't you come here to find this lady without going to the rally?" Han Yingying said with a little helpless face, touching Xiao Mei constantly in his hand.
Zhao Xiangyu had long ago inquired that Ling Feng had come back, and now he saw Ling Feng and didn’t say hello to him, just as if he hadn’t seen him. Seeing that the little charm in Han Yingying's hand is very cute, he stretched out his hand and said, "This pet is so cute. , Yingying let me hug."
Han Yingying didn't have time to react. The other party's hand was about to touch her. Xiao Mei's expression had changed a little. As soon as Ling Feng's soul power came out, he immediately flew back more than ten meters against Zhao Xiangyu and fell to the ground.
"Ling Feng, you! What are you doing?!" Zhao Xiangyu is a mage, naturally knowing that only mage has this invisible power, and immediately pointed at Ling Feng and shouted.
"If you don't want to die, it's best not to touch my pet randomly." Ling Feng replied coldly, and did not speak any more. Only then did Han Yingying woke up and noticed the changes in Xiao Mei, but he didn't expect Ling Feng to be like this. To be more serious, what powerful power can such a small pet have
"Ling Feng, you have a kind. On the first day when you go to Ji Zun Pavilion, you will throw this young master over! Wait and see!" Zhao Xiangyu was pushed to the ground by Ling Feng effortlessly in front of the faces of so many disciples. In front of Yingying, this made his self-esteem greatly frustrated, and he couldn't help but pointed to Ling Feng's words and left.
"Idiot!" Ling Feng shook his head and cursed. Ling Feng didn't know the other party very well, and didn't have any grudges. Naturally, he didn't know that the other party was jealous of him early in the morning, just to save the other party. Since he didn't appreciate him, he just looked at him coldly.
"Ling Feng, you have offended that guy, you have to be careful in the future, that guy has a lot of magic circles, and there are many disciples who follow him." Han Yingying said with some worry.
"Well, he can do whatever he likes. I'm not interested in people of his level." Ling Feng shook his head, not wanting to say anything, and then walked away straight away.
When he arrived at the attic called Tianya Pavilion in the backyard, Ling Feng couldn't help being a little surprised. The scenery here is so charming. The so-called Tianya Pavilion is a house built on the edge of a bluestone cliff, sitting on the edge of the corridor at the back. , You can see the dense fog and some birds and beasts in the valley below, as well as high waterfalls.
Sitting there to practice is definitely refreshing, but there is a sense of danger in the abyss. People with weak strength should not have the courage.
There is a prominent open space here, and above the open space is a gossip map, which is to provide individual disciples to practice practice.
"This place is okay, it fits this young master to live." Ling Feng said triumphantly.
"This was originally a place for training, and it was used by this young lady for promotion. Where ordinary people can come here, there will be a competition only in three days, so I will let you come here to rest. Then you may be me. The opponent may also."
"Hehe, it's better not to meet you." Ling Feng said with a slight smile.
"Are you scared? Although you are the pinnacle of Yuanshi, this young lady has a lot of Yuan skills!" Han Yingying smiled at Lingfeng with a smug look.
"Hehe, I don't want you to be a core disciple, but your father is the pavilion master, you can go to the forbidden training ground to practice in the same way if you become a core disciple, right?" Ling Feng shook and smiled slightly. .
"That being said, it is not so easy for you to defeat me!" Han Yingying dare not be too arrogant. Ling Feng is still a mage.
"Well, by the way, where's Yuan'er? Is she okay now?" Ling Feng didn't think of Murong Yuan'er suddenly, but he hadn't seen her all the way, so how could she walk with her for more than ten years The journey from genius to waste will never leave.
"She is still in retreat, because she has absorbed some drugs some time ago, and is now advancing to the 9th Duan Yuan. She should be able to leave the customs on the day of the game." Han Yingying looked at Ling Feng's expression and said.
"Oh, I hope she can get promoted smoothly." Ling Feng nodded.
"Her talent is actually similar to this young lady, except that she always calms down, so she failed once in the sprint to the Yuanzhe for a while, and her strength fell back to the eight-star talent value, but Jinjiang rose faster later, and that speed was almost at my disposal Above, if he thinks about you coming back this time, it might be a bit dangerous."
"Well, I see, she might still be thinking about me and his father."
Ling Feng's face sank. If it weren't for Muronghu, he could still see his mother. Although Murong Yuan'er had become the hatred cannon fodder in the middle, Ling Feng was already taking it no matter what he had said.
"Ling Feng..." Han Yingying felt the strong murderous in Ling Feng for the first time, and she couldn't help but tremble.
"I'm fine, and the three-year deadline is approaching. He must die to sacrifice my mother's soul." Ling Feng said coldly without expression.
"But his strength has reached the peak of Yuan Wu..." Han Yingying said with some worry.
"Okay, let's walk around, Ji Zun Pavilion is much larger than Tianshan Sect." Ling Feng said with a faint smile, returning to his usual smile.