I don't want to work hard anymore

The black mist dissipated in an instant, Ye Ming's sword pointed straight at Feng Tianyue's back.

The girl woke up suddenly, and rushed forward without turning her head, but after all, her reaction was delayed by a beat, her mana could not be mobilized in time, and she was about to be overtaken. On the edge of the ring, she turned her head suddenly, and silently recited the formula, turning back at the last moment out the sword.

Logically, her sword would not be able to hit Yeming, but until this moment, no one knew that Feng Tianyue's sword was a soft sword.

She also hides her strength.

But even a soft sword couldn't hold Yeming back, because when the sword pierced her back, as long as Yeming let go, she would be directly knocked off the stone platform by the mana, losing the victory in this round.

The black sword pierced Feng Tianyue's back, unwillingness appeared in her eyes, but then she saw something, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

She saw Ye Ming spit out a mouthful of blood, and her wrists began to lose strength. Before Feng Tianyue had time to think about it, she forced out a bit of mana and completely straightened her body.

The soft sword was wrapped around Ye Ming's wrist like silk, and traces of blood stains mottled on the flesh, and after a roll, the two of them rolled down the stone platform together.

The audience was silent.

Jin Chaojiu stepped forward quickly, fed Feng Tianyue the hemostatic elixir, and after checking the wound on her back heart, he secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It was neither fatal nor damaged the foundation. The panacea, Feng Tianyue is also the granddaughter of the former sect master, no one will ignore her, and she will be able to recover after raising her for more than a month.

Ye Ming was lying on the stone bricks under the stage, spitting blood one mouthful at a time, his dantian was in excruciating pain, his face turned pale after a while, and he couldn't suppress the trembling of his body no matter what.

Spiritual speech skills depend on one's own strength. If the user's cultivation base is poor, many spiritual speech arts will not succeed at all, and they will even eat back at themselves, exploding and dying.This is very reasonable, otherwise, wouldn't everyone who knows this technique have the power to destroy the world.

Yeming is suffering from the backlash of the secret language at this time, and Feng Tianyue's cultivation level is higher than his. If he uses this technique on such an existence, he will pay the price himself.

It's just that no one knows what the specific price of Dark Words Night Walk is.

But Yin Qi has already seen that his foundation has been damaged.

Shang Shui's indifferent eyes glanced at the two people who were lying in a pool of blood, and said indifferently: "This game is even, do you have any doubts?"

Yin Qi was silent, and Gu Yi didn't say anything. The five-year agreement, bloody on the test stage, was a tie. The two sects didn't win anything, they only managed to save face, but those who lost Failed disciple.

Gu Yi got up, but walked towards Yeming, "If you enter the Yaya Gate, I will take you as a disciple." She said as she took out a pill as if no one else was around.

At this moment, Ye Ming had already bandaged his injured wrist. He sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at Gu Yi with a pair of black eyes, and slowly shook his head, "Thank you, Gu Sect Master, for your kindness."

Gu Yi was noncommittal, threw the pill into his arms, and went back to his seat.

Since she chose to be the strongest guardian of the Yaya Gate, she has long been aware of paying the price. The dark language night walk is a spell she has been looking for for decades, which can make her even more powerful and have the power to break the rules.

But Yeming refused, so she wouldn't embarrass him here.

Jin Chaojiu smiled at Yin Qi, and said: "A draw is fine, but it won't hurt the peace of the two sects. This next one will be the sect master's disciple?"

Although it was a draw, but the disciple was seriously injured, and he was unforgiving in every way, how could there be any kindness, Li Ting secretly laughed.

Yin Qi said: "Is there any elder who wants to accept him as an apprentice?" He was a little bit turbulent just now, after all, the dark language night walk is well-known in the cultivation world. His attitude became increasingly subtle, of course he didn't want Ye Ming to go to Gu Yi's place.

But after confirming that Yeming had no intention of Yayamon, his mind changed again. The child was seriously injured, and the treatment was extremely troublesome, and the cost of using the code word night walk in this way was so high. So if it wasn't because of the promise, he didn't want to accept him as an apprentice. Naturally, he had to ask if there were any elders who were willing to accept him.

"Zhengling Sect is really a great sect." Jin Chaojiu smiled elegantly, his words were gentle and clear, but Yin Qi's eyes showed a hint of displeasure.

The other party must have seen his own thoughts, and this remark is clearly sarcastic.

Ye Ming just lowered his head, as if he didn't care about anything else as long as he had Master to guide him.

Li Ting could understand why Yeming didn't go to Yayamen. After all, this man had already confessed to him on the first day he came, and his own sister was also in Zhenglingzong.

It is said that it is higher than his cultivation base, but I don't know which one it is, and whether he played today.

For a moment, Li Ting had a strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that something was wrong and he had ignored it. He frowned slightly, and was about to think deeply, but he heard the voice of Great Elder Yi Suning, "Ye Ming, can you Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

Ye Ming looked up at him, Yi Suning was about 40 years old, looking calm and serious.

He is a Taoist alchemist, but he did not choose to retain his youthful appearance. The reason is unknown, but his only apprentice, Ji Xiangwen, is a gentleman, but he is a bit old-fashioned. There is no intention of neutralization.

There are countless magic weapons and spells in the realm of comprehension, and the ever-changing battles. Information and resourcefulness are indispensable. Ye Ming used the turning ink stone twice to paralyze the enemy and pave the way for the dark language night walk, which is enough to show his heart.

"Ye Ming pays homage to Master." He knelt down and bowed, Yi Suning nodded and said: "Get up, I will leave everything to your senior brother to arrange later."

Ye Ming got up when he heard the words, and walked to Ji Qianwen to greet him. Ji Xiangwen smiled at him, nodded and said, "Junior Brother, you have worked hard."

Gu thought of this, didn't say anything, turned around and left without even saying hello.

It was Jin Chaojiu who saluted Yin Qi and said, "I'll take my leave." But after saying that, he followed behind his master and led the entire Yayamon team to leave one after another.

Yin Qi's expression was so cold that no one could see anything, "This time with Yayamen, Mo Xingyu and Yeming have made meritorious deeds, and rewarded with a piece of Xiangdan. Two yellow-level wound medicines.

This competition should be taken as a warning, if the sect is damaged, it will affect the individual, if the individual is weak, it is also a failure of responsibility to the sect. "

"I would like to follow the Patriarch's instruction." Everyone nodded in response.

Seeing this, Yin Qi gave an "um" and left first.

While Yin Qi was speaking, Li Ting suddenly glanced sideways, and didn't turn back until Shang Shui asked what was wrong, "I'm fine, I just listened to the patriarch's teachings, and I was a little lost in thought."

Shang Shui glanced at the direction of his head, and found that it was also the main building of the sect, and there were no other people or things, so he didn't think otherwise.

But Li Ting was thinking about the sudden fluctuating aura of the ghost just now. In the black mist, the ghost would go to Yin Qi's side several times. If it wasn't for the strong bond with him, I'm afraid it would really walk away at this moment.

What about Jinxiangdan?

Li Ting has already understood that it is the incense of Jinxiangdan, not the characters in the name, nor is it a sachet. The obsession of this delusional ghost is related to Jinxiangdan.

Pills are also divided into four grades of Tiandi Xuanhuang.

Jinxiang Pill, mysterious grade, is a pill to increase mana, warm and nourish spiritual power, and it also has the function of prolonging life.

It is considered a relatively precious pill, so every where in the door should be recorded. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that it was obtained through other channels, but in any case, there are more directions to check.

Li Ting sorted out the papers and handed them to Shang Shui. Shang Shui nodded in satisfaction, but he didn't accept them. Instead, he said, "Go and ask the manager of Cangshu Pavilion to keep these test materials properly."

Li Ting's expression changed. He was already in the Library Pavilion. It would be a great convenience if he could know where the materials of the inner competition were stored. After all, it was no different from his previous life.

There is also the death list of the Zongmen. Li Ting looked at Mo Xingyu and then at Yeming. After all, he didn't want to contact the old man anymore, so he walked towards Yeming.

"Brother Ye." Li Ting said.

Ye Ming was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this person was the person he had met when he first arrived at Zhengling Sect. Something flashed in his eyes, he nodded, and said, "Brother Li is looking for me?"

"Well, can I ask for some advice alone?" Li Ting asked tentatively.

At that time, both parties were new disciples, and it was normal to call them brothers and sisters, but at that time, Ye Ming was determined to be in the inner sect, and after some planning just now, he worshiped the master.

At this time, the status is very different, I don't know what his attitude will be towards the nodding acquaintance of the past.

Ye Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded.

Seeing this, Ji Xiangwen smiled kindly, and said: "Let's talk first, Brother Ye, you will find me at the foot of Lengzhu Peak later." It is Lengzhufeng.

"Yes, brother."

For the disciples of the inner sect, it is easy to retrieve the death records of the sect.

But walking under the cold moon, seeing Ye Ming's pale face like paper, with an indistinct expression, Li Ting still didn't speak directly, he asked: "I should be happy to be a teacher, but you seem to have something on your mind? "

His voice was gentle and clean, like slowly flowing water, without giving the other party the slightest sense of coercion, unlike his previous life, which had a coldness that could not be removed even with a soft voice.

The stone road in the mountain was deep, Ye Ming stopped, looked at him, and asked slowly: "Brother Li, do you remember that I told you that my sister is also in Zhengling Sect, and her talent is better than mine."

The strange feeling came back again, Li Ting stood between the two ghosts, adding to the chill, "Remember."

"She's dead."

Li Ting's heart trembled.

"Died three months ago."

"Your sister...what's her name?" Li Ting's voice was a little difficult.

"Three night show."

"Three night show."

Li Ting turned his head while repeating, under the moonlight, the black fog on Luan Gui's face crawled away like maggots, revealing a pale face.

There was a bit of flesh hanging on that face, but it was vaguely beautiful in the past, and there was a small mole of tears under his eyes.

It's interesting to say that after calling out the name, you can see the appearance of the delusional ghost clearly, but he didn't expect to be in such a situation.

"She has a mole under her eyes, and she is very beautiful." Ye Ming said in a daze.

"Yeah." He saw it.

Ye Ming was stunned for a while before laughing at himself, and said, "What exactly is Brother Li looking for me for?"

There is no need for a death list anymore, Li Ting sighed.

He even thought of something deeper, the ghost, who died with obsession and unwillingness, and Ye Ming, who lost his sister, was eager to learn from his teacher at the expense of himself.

When these two things are connected, Ye Ming's purpose is obvious, he will be his best helper.

"Brother Ye, there is another hidden story behind Lingmei's death." Li Tingdao.

Yeming's eyes changed, he looked at Li Ting with obvious darkness and inquiry.

"The realm of comprehension is dangerous. Your Ye family inherits the dark language and night travel. There must be many secrets, and I also have my secrets, but our purpose is the same. According to my investigation, this futile death is related to Jin Xiangdan. This is my biggest secret." Sincerity, I will use all my strength to investigate the cause of Ye Sanxiu's death and let her soul rest in peace."

The moonlight shines on the silver, clear as running water, the young man's face is peaceful, his eyes are sincere, especially something in his words makes Ye Ming's eyes start to tremble moment by moment.

The young man who played tricks during the competition and kept vomiting blood when he got off the stone platform, but his face was gloomy, his eyes were red all of a sudden, "Jin Xiangdan."

Li didn't know the meaning of Jin Xiang Dan, so how could he not know?This is the secret of the Ye family, and also the secret of the secret language of Ye Xing. Only he and his sister know it, and now he is the only one left.

Ye Ming was choking up, Li couldn't understand what Jin Xiangdan represented, standing next to the soul with only obsession left, looking at the man who was suppressing his grief, he felt another kind of loneliness and sadness.

After a while, Ye Ming raised his head, his expression calmed down, his eyes were still bloodshot, "Brother Li didn't want to enter the inner sect that day, I don't understand, but because of this, I believe you once."

Li Ting smiled, he stretched out his hand, Ye Ming felt sore, hesitated for a moment, then raised his hand, and clasped Li Ting's palm tightly with a snap, "If there are no lies, you are my forever brother." Ye Ming The voice is soft, but the words are heavy.

"Okay." Li heard.