"That's true, the ancient building has a deep foundation," Chen Ling seemed to have thought of something and said again: "By the way, Zhao Kuo is also in Lingcheng. If you have any questions, you can contact Zhao Kuo directly."

Duan You nodded.

Then Chen Ling took out a golden wing from his sleeve and handed it to Duan You and said, "From now on, let's contact us."

Duan You took the golden wings and put them away, and said to Chen Ling: "Don't worry, young master, once there is any movement in the two families on the left, I will tell you about the golden wings."

Chen Ling nodded, then reminded him a few more times, and walked out of the secret room with Duan You.

After leaving the secret room, Chen Ling turned around on the first floor of the tube. Because he was not proficient in herbs, he went directly to the second floor. He suffered from the soul's perception and did not find a satisfactory magic weapon. So he selected some healing pills on the third floor, especially the pills used when soul trauma was used.

Before leaving, Chen Ling asked Duan You to inquire about the recipe of the Nine-Death Resurrection Pill. After explaining all this, Chen Ling went straight to the restaurant.

Along the way, although Chen Ling disguised himself, he was still extremely vigilant. It was all because of the spiritual pill on his body. After a while, Chen Ling arrived at the restaurant.

Chen Ling did not rush to find Xia E and Lei Ming, but went straight to his residence. Just as he was about to reach the door of the guest room, a sound of piano music came from another door.

As soon as he heard it, Chen Ling knew that the sound of the piano was played by the Guzheng. The sound of the song was melodious and lively, making people feel gentle, and a hint of sadness was hidden in the softness. Just listening to the sound of the song made people sigh at the superb skills and skills of the person who plays the song.

With the end of the song, Chen Ling came to his senses after a long time and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "I didn't expect that I could still hear such good songs in this restaurant," which made Chen Ling feel unsatisfied.

He even more guessed in his heart: "Who is the person who plays music? It is really rare for a person who has such a level on the piano music," but one thing that made Chen Ling very sure was that the person who plays music must be a woman.

As the saying goes, the sound of the piano is the voice of the heart, and the melancholy sound of the piano seems to be full of affection, but it also makes people linger.

After a sigh, when Chen Ling was about to turn around, the sound of the piano rose again, which surprised him very much. The foot he had originally stepped out was instantly retracted.

The sound of the piano rises slowly, first with a slight low, then as if it is floating in the depths and indifferent in the desert. This feeling makes people feel like they are there. With the sound of the piano, Chen Ling seems to be able to feel the past.

However, when the sound of the piano went from low and gentle to the slightest and exciting moment, Chen Ling suddenly shook his heart, and his whole body seemed to be stiff in place, and he kept asking himself in his heart: "Who is this person, how is it possible?"

The reason why Chen Ling was shocked was that when the sound of the song entered this section, he heard the familiar taste. This familiarity made him unable to believe it at all. It was the song "The Pure Song of Heaven and Earth" he made. If the sound of this song was ten, it would be nine points similar to his own song, which made Chen Ling sigh: "How is this possible? How could anyone in this world be able to play the same song as himself."

It’s just that Chen Ling played the flute last time, but this time the music sound was played by the sound of the piano, and the two realms have their own charm.

The sound of the piano gradually disappeared. After a long time, Chen Ling came to his senses and looked at the guest room with an inexplicable face. He thought to himself: "I don't know who the person in the room is? Could it be the person he knows? But except Qingni, mother-in-law, and Zhao Kuo, he has never revealed his song, it's really..."

Just as I was sighing in my heart, a woman's chanting poem came from the room; "The galaxy is still in my clothes yesterday, looking at the sky and returning home again, and it is still tough, no matter how winds east, west, south and north," the voice was soft, implying a hint of melancholy and sad autumn.

Chen Ling was shocked again: "This, isn't this the poem I recited in the vast land that night? Why...?"

"Who is this woman?" The question of not understanding why the woman had this song before, now it seems to be clear.

It must have been when I was drinking and doing poems and music that night, the woman must have been nearby, but what Chen Ling did not expect was that the woman had such superb memory and imitation, which made Chen Ling admire him. Chen Ling is now very curious about the identity of this woman.

Chen Ling sighed, and returned to his guest room without thinking much, but sighed in his heart: "There are so many adventures today."

…

In a corner of Lingcheng, a beautiful figure stood with his hands on his back, and his figure facing away from him was motionless, as if waiting for someone.

After a long time, a beautiful body flashed, and the person who came was a charming and charming woman.

When the woman saw this back, she respectfully said, "See Master Lan."

It turned out that the woman who came was Luo Jiao from Liuyuan Danxing. After saying goodbye to Chen Ling, she looked for an opportunity to come here, and it seemed that the two had already made an appointment to meet here.

The woman who was called the Blue Master was Lan Xinlian, the leader of the Blood Saint Sect, but at this time she occupied Qu Zhen'er's body.

Lan Xinlian slowly turned around and said calmly: "There is no need to be too polite in front of me. Also, the title of Lan Sect Master, before I recover, I should call it the Sect Master. There are so many people and eyes to avoid revealing my identity."

"Yes, leader," Luo Jiao responded and said respectfully.

"How is it? Did Chen Ling get that psychic pill?" Lan Xinlian asked anxiously. From that look, she could tell how much she cared about this matter.

"The leader's previous guess is absolutely correct. Chen Ling's physique has already hurt that time. At this time, the pill is already on Shen Ling," Luo Jiao said respectfully. "Well, that's good," Lan Xinlian replied with relief, but she seemed to have thought of something, saying, "Did Mr. Si reveal my identity?"

"The leader, please rest assured. With my subordinates present, Mr. Si did not mention you, the leader, at all, so Chen Ling did not doubt your identity," Luo Jiao explained.

"But, my subordinates don't understand why the leader is so good to Chen Ling. Is this beneficial to the leader's real body?" Luo Jiao asked tentatively.

"Jiao'er, you seem to have asked too much."

"Remember, these are not what you should know. Just do what I have to give you."

Finally, Lan Xinlian added: "The religion should not be without a master for a day. Since I was plotted against others, I have always been stealing from others. This time I am on this Chen Ling, it is undoubtedly not my biggest opportunity."

Before Luo Jiao could reply, she said again: "You are the one I grew up watching and the one I trust most in the church. Therefore, I hope you can understand me and contribute to the Holy Church."

After hearing Lan Xinlian's words, Luo Jiao was extremely excited and said: "Don't worry, the leader, the subordinates have no different hearts, and their loyalty to the leader and the holy religion will not change in this life. I will obey the orders of the leader and the holy religion to the death. I am willing to help the leader share any affairs in the teachings."

"So, if you have anything to do, you can give your subordinates instructions."

"Well, I feel a little relieved if you can think like this," Lan Xinlian nodded, but when she looked at Luo Jiao, she found that there was still a hint of worry on her face.

"What? Are you moved by him?" Lan Xinlian asked in a low voice.

When Luo Jiao heard the word "emotion", she trembled, and then immediately replied: "I don't dare to do anything."

"I only negotiated with this person a few times and found that this person's character and character are pretty good, and the leader..."

"Okay, stop talking, I know what you are thinking," Lan Xinlian interrupted Luo Jiaozhi's words.

Then he said, "Don't worry, I won't do anything to him. Even if it's for my recovery, it's impossible to do anything to him. He will live a good life."

After hearing this, Luo Jiao's tense expression seemed to have relaxed a lot, and then said respectfully: "I should die, I should not talk nonsense, and I would also ask the leader for punishment."

Lan Xinlian chuckled and said, "There is no need for punishment. As long as you do your best to do your best for the Holy Church, what are these things?"

"Just don't let these women worry about it, just try to influence your loyalty to the Blood Holy Sect."

"Hey! Forget it, I don't know where this kid got his blessing. He just hooked away when he saw one. It turned out that the hero was sad and beautiful, but instead became a beauty, sad and hero was pregnant with the hero," Lan Xinlian sighed inexplicably.

These few sentences were heard by Luo Jiao's face and her ears were red, as if every sentence was about her unrestrained love for Shen Ling.
Chapter completed!