The disciples in the cabin appeared on the deck one after another, and looked at the mountain gate of Fengyi Sect from afar, all of whom were shocked to the fairyland.

Lin Nan asked them to line up one by one, and wait until the head and the Great Elders' Association came in person. After saying that, he looked at Su Ling.

Others also knew it, but as soon as they entered the sect, they could not help but feel a little excited.

Ling Ye had also guessed that as soon as Su Ling entered the sect, she would definitely be taken away as soon as she entered the sect.

Then he looked at Su Ling and grabbed her hands a little while Lin Yao and Lin Le stood behind them.

Lin Nan walked over and asked Su Ling to stand in front. Ling Ye let her go.

Later, Lin Nan asked Lin Yao and Lin Le to follow him, and both of them listened to the immortals.

The spaceship flew under the four big characters of Fengyixian Sect and landed on the first floor square. The disciples on the field began to come and watch.

Ling Ye and the others got off the boat and lined up in turn. The onlookers saluted Lin Nan, "Hello Elder Lin."

Lin Nan smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand to signal.

Then figures fell from the sky and appeared in front of everyone. Lin Nan bowed to the eight people, "I have met the head master and the elders."

The White-bearded Master Feng Xuanxu nodded and said, "It's been hard for me to go to Nanchuan this time. I'll wait for the others to come back in seven days. You can choose three of you for this class of disciples."

"Thank you, Master Xie" Lin Nan hurriedly thanked him respectfully.

Feng Xuanxu looked at Su Ling and appeared beside Su Ling in the blink of an eye to take her pulse. Then he smiled with his short white beard and said, "Happy, happy, happy."

The elders also smiled at each other, and their eyes were very kind to look at Su Ling.

"Su Ling, I want to be the seventh personal disciple under my name." Feng Xuanxu said seriously.

Su Ling hesitated a little. Ling Ye, who was behind, was nervous when he saw Su Ling hesitating. He felt that there was no need to hesitate about such things. Being under the head of the sect was Su Ling's best choice.

He knew that Su Ling was hesitating for himself, and suddenly felt that he would really drag her down.

Feng Xuanxu saw Su Ling hesitating and his smile faded. He felt that Su Ling should agree immediately, after all, he was the head of Feng Yixian Sect.

Several elders were also confused.

"Su Ling is willing to worship under the head, but Su Ling has something to ask for." Su Ling knelt down to Feng Xuanxu.

Several people woke up and smiled, thinking to themselves, "Before they became disciples, they had a request, this woman is very wonderful, very wonderful."

"Oh, what's the matter?" Feng Xuanxu asked.

"Please take Brother Ling Ye to join the sect," Su Ling said slowly.

After hearing this, Feng Xuanxu's face darkened. Unexpectedly, Su Ling made such an unreasonable request.

The newcomers looked at Ling Ye, Feng Xuanxu stood with his hands behind his back, Lin Nan mentioned Ling Ye in the previous message, and he frowned.

"Come here"

Ling Ye did not dare to disobey, and walked obediently to Feng Xuanxu and was about to salute, but Feng Xuanxu sucked Ling Ye's wrist and pressed it. Not long after, the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper and the force on his hands increased, and Ling Ye's pain became stronger and stronger.

Feng Xuanxu relaxed his hand and grabbed his other wrist again. At this time, Ling Ye felt a heat between his eyebrows, and a warm current catered to Feng Xuan's spiritual power.

Feng Xuan's actions made everyone around him feel strange.

Feng Xuan frowned and thought to himself: Strangely, he felt that the spiritual roots in this son's body seemed to be present and non-existent, and the spiritual power would be consumed invisibly. It was obviously not suitable for practice, but the meridians were strong, which should be caused by regular exercise.

Then he thought about it carefully and sighed, "The root of Feng Ling is a low-level yellow level. He should have accidentally eaten some spiritual medicines, which were generated in the future. He has stepped into the threshold of being able to practice. Although the meridians in your body are

However, it is strong, but it will constantly consume spiritual energy, so it is not suitable for cultivating immortals."

As soon as these words were said, there was silence, and no one would suspect that Feng Xuanxu was wrong.

After listening to it, Ling Ye naturally knew what he said, but in the end he was still very related to his own bloodline.

Ling Ye was silent and said nothing, and was lost in his heart, which was indescribable.

"Then is there any way to help Brother Ling Ye? Otherwise, I won't be cultivating immortals." Su Ling asked hurriedly.

When Ling Ye heard this, he immediately grabbed Su Ling, "No, how can you stop practicing because of my affairs?"

Feng Xuanxu frowned, "Little kid, I promise you that you can let Ling Ye stay in my inner sect. How about teaching him how to cultivate immortality?" Feng Xuanxu said.

Su Ling looked at Ling Ye, and Ling Ye nodded.

Feng Xuanxu told Lin Nan to place Ling Ye, and then took Su Ling away, while an old woman took Lin Yao and Lin Le away.

Afterwards, Lin Nan took Ling Ye alone to a quiet residence, and left after a few words of advice.

Ling Ye sat alone on the stool, and couldn't help feeling sad. He came to Fengyi Xian Sect with hope, but was told that it was not suitable for cultivating immortals, and he was unwilling to accept it.

Reality is always so cruel. He is unwilling to give up. What can he do?

He didn't know, he didn't even know how to cultivate immortality, and sat silently at the head of the bed, a feeling of helplessness arose.

But as soon as this helpless feeling appeared, the halo in his mind shook, eliminating this distraction. Ling Ye suddenly remembered that it was like this several times, and found that the halo of the secret technique of Tianxin seemed to be very useful.

Sitting cross-legged, holding Yuan Shuyi, calming down and concentrating, Ling Ye used his soul to warm the halo of the heart that day.

His mother once said that those who practice immortality, demons, demons, spirits, and silence, immortality, eternity, or reincarnation.

All these things cannot escape the cultivation of the mind. If the mind is accomplished, it will be accomplished.

It is the most rare thing to stick to his original intention on the road of cultivation. Perhaps this is the good intention that his mother has only given him over the years to cultivate his mind and refine his soul.

After warming up, Ling Ye's body did not change much, but his soul strength increased again.

After stopping practice, he picked up the bag that her mother prepared for him. After opening the bag, there was a letter inside.

He quickly opened the contents of the browsing letter, which shocked him.

After putting away the letter, I found a small storage bag in the bag. The letter focused on this storage bag, so that it should not be known to outsiders. Putting this blue gold-edged storage bag tightly on my chest is his hope and the future path.

I was also shocked who his mother was, and suddenly believed what her mother said, "Mom can teach them what she can't do."

After opening the storage bag as his mother taught, he entered the storage bag in a cave-like space. After entering, he saw a bunch of books, neatly placed on the stone platform. There were dozens of weapons of various types, including swords.

What's special is that there are two books and an ancient blue sword inside that are placed separately on the stone platform.

Ling Ye took out the two books one by one. The ancient and yellowed books were ancient nerves, and the dark green books were Medicine Spiritual Classics.

Then he looked at Gu Jian. After Gu Jian's mother gave him that day, he didn't look at him much. Now her mother emphasized that she would let him practice it well. He opened and looked at the Medicine Spirit Sutra. He read the books he read every time he knelt on the washboard. After putting all these back, he looked at the ancient sword that emitted a faint blue light and held it in his hand and felt a chill.

In the letter, her mother said, "This sword is blue, and the sword comes out of the sunset. You cannot easily draw the sword."

After reading it, I immediately put everything back

Then, hold the storage bag and think about where to hide it to be safe.

In the end, I couldn't think of any good way to put it close to my arms to feel safer.

At this time, the people were kicked away, which scared Ling Ye. A man was walking in with some food. He didn't even look at Ling Ye, throwing the food on the table, and the food was spilled out and then left.

Ling Ye stared at this disciple of Feng Yixian Sect. Although he was angry, he could do nothing.

Looking at the meal, I had no appetite at all. I wanted to use the ancient nerve to practice, but I was afraid of being discovered. I thought about it and went out to see the beautiful scenery of Fengyi Sect.

Walking on the mountain road, when he met a disciple of Fengyi Sect, Ling Ye leaned aside to avoid him. After he came out, he heard some disciples discussing the newly recruited disciples of the head sect, and he also talked about him from time to time, saying that he was shameless and had no qualifications to cultivate immortals, but he stayed with his relationship with Su Ling.

Ling Ye could only pretend that he didn't hear it, and wandered around and walked to a remote small pond with blue waves and willows swaying.

I found a clean place to sit down. The breeze came and the water was not stirring.

I sat like this for an afternoon, and I didn't do anything. I just sat like this, looking at the waves of the water, layer by layer, endless and endless, thinking about why, it was because of the wind, but where did the wind come from... I kept thinking about it like this.

The sunset was already reflected in the red mountain, but Ling Ye closed his eyes and sat cross-legged. The divine patterns between his eyebrows appeared. The halo of the sky in his mind began to fluctuate. A faint light curtain appeared around Ling Ye's body. If you are careful, you can find that the energy of the light curtain comes from the mountains, waters, flowers and grass in nature.

The book says that being able to resonate with heaven and earth through understanding heaven and earth is to realize the truth. The great way is simple and enlightenment is achieved in heaven. However, a person who does not know much about immortal cultivation can do things that those immortal cultivation may not be able to do in their entire lives.

Ling Ye's skin began to turn red and hot, and the strange pulse patterns on both sides of the body became more and more obvious, as if they were squirming, or struggling. Slowly, they began to gather at the divine pattern. A drop of purple-red essence and blood surrounded by a blue halo was hanging on the forehead, and then another drop appeared. Whenever a drop appeared, the strange patterns on both sides shrank a little, and Ling Ye's face was pale and there was a look of pain.

In half a cup of tea, the lines on Ling Ye's body had disappeared, leaving only the lines on both sides of his cheeks. After a few breaths, they all gathered at the divine pattern. When the last drop of essence and blood appeared, Ling Ye's expression became much more relaxed.

But the matter was not over yet, and the expression that had just relaxed suddenly showed a ferocious look, and the divine pattern began to twist and rotate.

The essence and blood hanging on the forehead were divided into two and injected into the divine pattern at the same time. The blood-red lines slowly began to expand like blood, covering the whole body.

Immediately afterwards, the blue lines began to spread throughout the body, but this time it was unexpectedly not blocked by the red veins. Then the two veins went their own way and did not interfere with each other.

If Ling Ye's mother were here at this time, she would have been shocked by this scene.

It took his mother twelve years to stabilize the two different blood powers, and now they can operate in their own way.

She couldn't figure it out, and she didn't know which category Ling Ye's forehead pattern belonged to, and it had such an effect.

Ling Ye fainted on the ground, and the invisible energy around him thought that Ling Ye would gather.

The setting sun is like blood, the sunset is like maple, and a bird's song echoes in the mountains, fog is everywhere, and the night begins to fall.

Ling Ye didn't know that as the two different bloodlines in his body began to operate, the bloodline power in his body had completely disappeared.

The divine pattern between his eyebrows is his spiritual root, a brand new spiritual root, a strange spiritual root that is always offered by his two bloodlines.

(End of this chapter)
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