"Hold it, meet up."

Bai Yifeng took the golden scroll from Ling Aotian's hand and whispered: "Thank you, Master."

"Go and tell your family. Three days later, we will leave here. Before attending the Holy Yuan Conference, you need to practice well for a while. Now, it is difficult for you to enter the top two hundred."

Bai Yifeng nodded, took out the black cloak from the storage ring and put it on his body, pushed open the door and walked out.

Qian Linglong was waiting at the end of the corridor. When he saw Bai Yifeng walking out, he hurriedly walked up and asked, "How is it?"

Naturally, Bai Yifeng would not repay all his trust in the person he just met, and lowered his voice and said, "It's not very smooth, just, by the way, when will I get Jiuyou Zu?"

"The auction has ended, now you can get it after going through the procedures."

Seeing that Bai Yifeng was unwilling to say more, Qian Linglong didn't ask too much, but naturally thought that Bai Yifeng could not do those two things, so he was unhappy and unwilling to mention it. After all, the person in the VIP room was the one who made the elders of their Leiling Auction store respectfully respectfully. The conditions he put forward were not something that Bai Yifeng could do, even a young man.

As Qian Linglong walked into one of the appraisal rooms of the Lei Ling Auction, under Qian Linglong's skillful handling, Bai Yifeng got a black scroll and the remaining 120,000 yuan coin. After putting it in the storage ring, Bai Yifeng also said goodbye to Qian Linglong and walked out of the Lei Ling Auction.

I walked all the way to an alley where there was no one, put away my black cloak, and walked swaggering towards the city lord's mansion.

Unimpeded, he returned to his room without any obstacles, closed the door immediately, took out the Jiuyou Zhu from the storage ring, and the dark scroll was buried in his hand, Bai Yifeng couldn't help but shivered.

"Is this... evil spirit?"

"That's right." Mu Liling's voice appeared at the right time and explained: "This is evil spirit. As the little girl in the auction room said, if you contact the Jiuyouzhang, this evil spirit will appear in your body. If you accumulate evil spirit to a certain extent, you will lose your mind and become a puppet of killing."

Bai Yifeng frowned and threw the scroll recording the practice method of Jiuyouzhu on the bed. After holding this thing for a while, he felt an inexplicable sense of irritability.

"Okay, don't keep it aside. Since you said I can practice, there must be a way to suppress evil spirits."

"Oh" sighed lightly, Mu Liling said reluctantly: "There must be a solution, but now is not the time. When you leave Wanda City, I will teach you. You can take a look at the scroll Ling Aotian gave you first."

With a turn of his palm, a golden scroll appeared in his hand. Bai Yifeng opened it and a few big words appeared in front of him.

Chiyan Zhen: a high-level skill of Xuan-level.

Refining the great success can make the enemy feel the heart fire and burn it to death.

"This kind of exercise is rare..."

The Hunyuan Qi was circulated in the way on the scroll, and a hot feeling arose, but it did not come from the body, but from the spirit.

"It's interesting."

After putting the scrolls in the storage ring, Bai Yifeng got up and pushed the door out, and walked towards the study.

Since I have to leave with Yun Aotian for three days, I have to say something to Wancheng and Donghui...

After knocking on the door, Wan Cheng's slightly tired voice came from the study.

"Enter."

Pushing the door, Wancheng was sitting cross-legged in the long table, looking at the letters on the table, and facing him was the general of the city protection and Wancheng's first confidant general, Zhong Wei.

"Uncle Zhong."

Zhong Wei stood up with a smile, patted Bai Yifeng on the shoulder and said, "I haven't seen each other for a few months, and I've grown a lot taller."

Bai Yifeng smiled at Zhong Wei, and his eyes fell solemnly on Wancheng.

When Zhong Wei saw Bai Yifeng's expression in this way, he also bowed slightly to Wan Cheng and said, "I will leave first."

After Zhong Wei stepped out, Bai Yifeng also sat down facing Wan Cheng and said, "Father, I will leave here in three days to experience it and prepare for the Holy Yuan Conference a year later."

Wan Cheng was stunned for a moment, his eyes collided with Bai Yifeng's. After a long silence, he asked, "Why did you suddenly want to enter the Shengyuan Sect?"

"because…"

As soon as Bai Yifeng spoke, the door was swept open by a strong wind, and a figure also landed at the door.

Wan Cheng's figure flashed, blocking Bai Yifeng's face, looking alertly at the figure, and said coldly: "Who is your lord?"

Bai Yifeng also quickly got up, and after seeing the figure, he said with dissatisfaction: "Are you following me?"

"Since you have accepted the apprentice, you naturally have to come to visit me, but you don't invite me to be your master, so you can only come by yourself." Ling Aotian, who was wearing white clothes at the door, raised his lips slightly and said slowly.

"As a teacher?...Qi'er, is this your master?" Wan Cheng turned his head and asked in surprise.

Wancheng squinted at Ling Aotian. The man in white looked at least five years younger than him. Why did his son recognize him as his master?

Ling Aotian took a step, and with his body as the center, a dangerous aura swept out.

"Lord Wan City, do you think I am not qualified to be his master?"

Faced with the aura that even he felt extremely threatening, Wancheng's hands rotated on both sides of his body, resolving all the dangerous aura coming towards him.

There was a sweet roar, but on the surface, Wancheng did say calmly: "I can't. If you can come and go quietly in my city lord's mansion, you are naturally qualified to be his master."

Although it seems relaxed, the waves in my heart are already surging. This man can slightly hurt him without taking action. Moreover, he cannot see through the cultivation level of the man in white. What is the purpose of such a person to be elected as his son as his apprentice?

Before Wancheng could think more, two old figures appeared behind Ling Aotian.

"You are coming in a fierce manner. I wonder what you are doing?" Old Mu asked lightly.

I was playing chess with Old Dong, but suddenly felt a terrifying aura that was so powerful that it was enough to destroy the foundation of the city lord's mansion for hundreds of years. So I rushed over and comforted me for more than ten years. Although I felt angry in my heart when I encountered this situation, the man in white in front of me could not see through the specific cultivation level of the man in white in front of me, so I left some room for speaking.

Ling Aotian turned around and looked at Dong with interest. Mu Er Lao said, "What's wrong with me? Want to fight?"

This sentence caused the temperature in the room to drop suddenly. Even Bai Yifeng, who was blocked by Wan Cheng, felt a little in his hair standing upside down. Looking at the increasingly tense atmosphere between the few people, he hurriedly said: "Master..."

Hearing Bai Yifeng's cry, Ling Aotian's eyes slid twice, then he said reluctantly: "Forget it, I'll talk to your father, you all go out."

Bai Yifeng nodded. At this time, there might be no better way except to follow Ling Aotian.

After all, he is a Yuanzong, but he is like a thug in the market.

In his heart, Ling Aotian cursed towards the east of the door. Mu Er Lao Na walked towards the other side. After respectfully saluting to the other side, he did not forget to bring the door with him.

Then, standing next to the door, looking at the two elders with strange expressions, and seeing if there were any signs of opening the door. They were afraid that some conflicts would arise, and they started fighting. The appearance was so scared and frightened...
Chapter completed!