"Tianji Needle? Do you know this thing?"

Ye Ling raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Zhang Zhiyue's reaction.

Zhang Zhiyue said in a narrow voice: "Tianji Needle is a secret skill of Tianyin Pavilion."

"Two thousand years ago, Old Man Tianyin came out of nowhere and used the Tianji Needle to control the major leaders of the two factions of good and evil in the world at that time. The land of Yanhua is basically dominated by Old Man Tianyin."

"If the old man Tianyin had not been interested in the imperial power, I am afraid that the emperor of Chao would also become the old man Tianyin."

"Later, for some reason, the old man Tianyin suddenly took back all the secrets of heaven, let the heads of the Jianghu Lake go back to the Jianghu Lake."

"If Old Man Tianyin hadn't stopped himself, I'm afraid that many sects with a long history of Yanhua's history would not have survived today."

Ye Ling looked at the fine needle in his hand and murmured: "This fine needle actually has this origin..."

Although the Tianji Needle comes from Tianyin Pavilion, he probably thinks that Zhang Zhiyue’s affairs have nothing to do with Tianyin Pavilion, and 80% of them are from Ye Feng’s hands.

Ye Feng is a traitor to Tianyin Pavilion, and it is not surprising that he has Tianji Needle.

"Tianji Needle..."

After Zhang Zhiyue talked about Tianji Needle, his expression became a little solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

When Ye Ling saw Zhang Zhiyue's expression, he asked again: "What? There is still a secret to this Tianji Needle?"

Hearing Ye Ling's inquiry, Zhang Zhiyue came to his senses. He shook his head and smiled, "No, it's just some trivial matters."

After saying that, Zhang Zhiyue respectfully gave Ye Ling a big gift, changing the topic: "Zhiyue thanks for your life-saving kindness. If there is a place that can help you, please give me the order."

Ye Ling looked at Zhang Zhiyue deeply, knowing that he had hidden some things in this matter and did not tell them all.

However, he did not continue to ask questions, took out his cell phone and took a look at the time, and said, "The Heavenly Master's Transmission Conference is about to begin. It is a rare event for such a conference, so we should not miss it."

Zhang Zhiyue's eyes lit up suddenly, "Today is the day when the Tianshi Chuandu Conference is held?"

Zhang Muya nodded and smiled, "Well, according to the time, the conference will be held."

"Now that the uncle of the master has woken up, Xiao Xia has mastered the "The Great Dao Heart Decision". It is two great blessings for me, and I cannot be missed... Cough cough!"

Halfway through Zhang Muya's words, she felt a sweet throat, then she vomited a mouthful of blood, and her face turned pale.

Zhang Zhiyue's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Muya, and said anxiously: "Muya, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaoxia also immediately looked at Ye Ling, wanting Ye Ling to continue to help, but saw Ye Ling shook his head.

Zhang Xiaoxia was stunned, "Master Ye..."

Before Ye Ling took action, she thought everyone was happy and everyone was fine.

But how could it be now?

Zhang Muya wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth and smiled weakly: "I know my own body. I am a silly old man. I have overdrawn my remaining vitality to fight before."

"If Lord Ye hadn't taken action to hang my life for me, I wouldn't have lived now... I wouldn't have seen my uncle."

"Originally, my life was forcibly renewed by my master. Lord Ye helped me forcibly renew it for a while. Now my life span is naturally exhausted. If I don't sleep for a long time, I'm afraid the King of Hell will be unhappy."

"It's really time for me to leave."

Speaking of this, Zhang Muya smiled and comforted: "Don't worry, uncle."

"Mu Ya..."

Zhang Zhiyue supported Zhang Muya, with a complicated expression and red eyes.

Logically speaking, birth, old age, sickness and death are a cycle that people must go through. It should be a happy thing for Zhang Muya to live in more than 100 years, but according to tradition, it should be a happy funeral.

However, as soon as Zhang Zhiyue woke up, he was about to watch Zhang Muya die...

This feeling made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zhang Muya sighed and said, "It's a pity that I didn't see Shuya until I died..."

In fact, when he arrived in the cave, Zhang Muya knew that no matter what happened today, she would die here.

Even so, she still chose to come here and wanted to make a conclusion with the past.

Although there were many twists and turns during this period, she could still rest in peace as a result.

In a trance, Zhang Muya felt her soul and body separate, and her consciousness became ethereal.

She even saw two people with sticks, one black and one white, floating towards her.

Black and white impermanence?

Zhang Muya had only one thought in her mind and she couldn't help but float to the two of them.

However, just when Zhang Muya felt that she was about to be caught by the two of them, Ye Ling suddenly walked into her sight and pointed her index finger on her forehead.

Then, Ye Ling pressed Zhang Muya's soul back into her body!

Zhang Muya suddenly woke up!

The wrinkles on her face disappeared, and she quickly became younger!

"Mu Ya?"

When Zhang Zhiyue saw Zhang Muya look back and even became young, her face was shocked.

What happened now has exceeded her perception!

"I'm..."

Zhang Muya was still a little confused. The scene she saw just now was still vivid in my mind. How could it be...

"You can go to the Tianshima Conference first. Zhang Muya has one last wish that has not come true. I'll take her there."

Ye Ling walked over, picked up Zhang Muya from Zhang Zhiyue's arms, and said to Zhang Zhiyue and Zhang Xiaoxia.

"Senior, Mu Ya..." Zhang Zhiyue wanted to speak but stopped.

Ye Ling said lightly: "She is dead, there is not much time left."

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Zhang Zhiyue opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, bowed to Ye Ling respectfully, then turned around and left the cave.

Zhang Xiaoxia also looked at Ye Ling, and without saying much, she chased Zhang Zhiyue.

"Big, sir, then we..."

Zhuge Yehan, who had been ignored next to him, also mustered up the courage to speak and asked Ye Ling.

"You take Zhuge Feng and go to the conference as well."

Seeing Ye Ling let them go, Zhuge Yehan was ecstatic and hurriedly thanked: "Thank you, senior!!! Let's go now!"

Then, Zhuge Yehan raised his unconscious Zhuge Feng on his back, picked up his broken hands, and ran away from the cave.

As long as time goes by, Zhuge Feng’s hand can be reconnected!

Seeing Zhuge Yehan running away and not forgetting Zhuge Feng, Ye Ling shook his head and smiled, his eyes full of fun.

After all, Zhuge Feng brought Zhuge Yehan here, but he was preparing to sacrifice his life.

However, Zhuge Yehan, a traitor of the Wuhou Sect, was so concerned about his own leader...

"It's really ironic..."

Ye Ling chuckled, then said in an uninhibited direction: "I'll use her for a little more time, and you will come and take them back."

"grown ups……"

Zhang Muya stared at Ye Ling in a daze, her mind blank.

this……

Even the soul-catching black and white impermanence has come, can you force yourself to prolong your life?
Chapter completed!