Chapter 1848

"That's strange!"

Qian Yuming echoed. "Since that's the case, this archway doesn't belong to your Ling Clan. Why are you still putting it here?"

"Hehe," Qian Yuming's words were harsh, but Ling Zhengyi wasn't angry. He glanced at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile, "I remember that Flying Phoenix Ridge also has an archway with the words' Yun Ming 'written on it. It has nothing to do with Flying Phoenix Ridge. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Pu has the same plan?"

Pu Jianyuan's expression changed. He said coldly, "This is a family matter of my Flying Phoenix Ridge. Don't you think Fellow Daoist Ling is asking too much?"

"Hehe, yes, I have indeed asked too much!" Ling Zhengyi spread his hands and said, "Fellow Daoists, please!"

Pu Jianyuan and the other two followed Ling Zhengyi into the archway. After passing through several floors of pavilions and seeing many Ling Clan disciples, they finally arrived at a rather large hall.

The hall's style was simple and the scale wasn't small. It didn't look like the work of a cultivation family. Before they entered the hall, Zhan Yu sighed again. "Fellow Daoist Ling, it's not that I want to talk too much. Although your Misty Mountain's hall isn't big, it's majestic and imposing. It doesn't lose to my Yellow Flower Sect's hall. It's really beyond I's expectations!"

Qian Yuming also nodded. "I feel the same way as Fellow Daoist Zhan. I have also visited many families, but I've never seen such a magnificent hall."

"Fellow Daoists, please ~" Ling Zhengyi smiled bitterly. "This hall is also the same as the archway. I only know that it was passed down by my Ling Clan's ancestors. There are countless mysteries inside, but there aren't any records of its origin!"

"Countless mysteries?"

Qian Yuming was slightly stunned. He raised his eyes and looked at Pu Jianyuan. Pu Jianyuan immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take a seat. Flying Phoenix Ridge seems to have some connections with Misty Mountain. Flying Phoenix Ridge also has such a majestic hall!"

"Hehe, as the host, please!" Zhan Yu smiled and gestured with his hand.

Ling Zhengyi smiled and walked into the hall. Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming didn't follow. Instead, they looked over at Pu Jianyuan. Pu Jianyuan nodded slightly, and then walked into the hall. Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming were still a bit hesitant, but after exchanging a glance, they also walked in.

The interior of the palace was as splendid as it appeared from the outside. The ceiling and walls of the palace were painted with some strange scenes. There were dragons baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, and there were also giants holding up the heavens and earth. Even in the shady forest, there were finger-like branches extending towards groups of cultivators, and blood splattered all over the ground!

"Strange, this … seems to be an ancient legend, right?"

Qian Yuming glanced at it and said in surprise, "This thing … seems to only be sealed in a very small number of cultivation sects' Technique Imparting Pavilions. Moreover, it's a secret technique of the sects. I didn't expect to see it in the Misty Mountain. It's really beyond my expectation!"

Zhan Yu scanned it with his divine sense and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Ling's palace doesn't only have murals, right?"

Ling Zhengyi waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take a seat. Whether or not there's anything else in the palace is another matter. Who knows if you'll have the chance to see it?"

After the four of them were seated, the disciples of the Misty Mountain served the spirit tea and spirit fruits and quietly left.

"Please ~" Ling Zhengyi said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Pu has been here many times, so you should know that my Misty Mountain doesn't have any special spirit fruits. These are all commonly seen in the Country of Xi. I hope the three of you won't dislike them!"

"Hehe ~" Pu Jianyuan and the others laughed. They each picked up a few spirit fruits and tasted them. After the four of them casually talked about the strange stories of the Dawn Rain Continent, Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming gave Pu Jianyuan a few looks.

How could Ling Zhengyi not understand? He picked up a spirit fruit and twirled it between his thumb and index finger. He looked at Pu Jianyuan and said with a smile, "There's a good saying in the secular world: one doesn't visit a temple without a cause.

Fellow Daoist Pu hasn't been to my Misty Mountain for many years. I wonder what brings you here today? "

Pu Jianyuan put down the spirit tea in his hand and said with a smile, "Since Fellow Daoist Ling has asked, then I will get straight to the point!"

But at this moment, Ling Zhengyi seemed to have thought of something and said, "Oh right, before Fellow Daoist Pu explains, I want to ask a question first!"

Pu Jianyuan was stunned and nodded, "Please ask, Fellow Daoist Ling!"

"Oh, it's like this. I heard that in the past few years, many disciples of the cultivation families have awakened their true spirit bloodline. I wonder how the situation is in the Flying Phoenix Ridge?"

"Eh?

Why did Fellow Daoist Ling suddenly ask about this?

What about the disciples of the Misty Mountain? "Pu Jianyuan asked back.

"Hehe, after all, my Misty Mountain and the Flying Phoenix Ridge have some connections. Maybe they have the same true spirit bloodline in their bodies. That's why I asked!"

Ling Zhengyi said in all seriousness, "And I won't hide it from Fellow Daoist Pu. Until now, my Misty Mountain hasn't had a single disciple awakened their bloodline!"

"This …" Hearing Ling Zhengyi's words, how could Pu Jianyuan not understand the meaning of "why are we in such a hurry to fight each other"?

But he only hesitated for a moment, then clenched his teeth and shook his head, "Your Misty Mountain is Misty Mountain, my Flying Phoenix Ridge is Flying Phoenix Ridge. What does it have to do with your Misty Mountain whether or not my disciples have awakened their bloodline?

Forget it, Fellow Daoist Ling, I have something to say!

I came here this time for I's family heirloom magic weapon!

Previously, I was alone and couldn't fight against you. Now, I have invited Fellow Daoist Qian and Fellow Daoist Zhan to be I's witnesses!

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"Fellow Daoist Pu, are you talking about the magic weapon … that was lost in the Flame Forest Swamp?" Ling Zhengyi pretended to be surprised, "That day, wasn't I with you?

How could I see it?

And … And, of course, didn't I also make a heart oath?

That magic weapon isn't in the hands of I or any of my Misty Mountain disciples? "

"Hahaha ~" Pu Jianyuan stood up and pointed at Ling Zhengyi, laughing loudly, "Ling Zhengyi, ah, Ling Zhengyi, you really live up to your name. You're sanctimonious, but your mouth is honey and your belly is a sword. You're not someone I can compare to!"

Then, he turned to Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming, "Of course, I believed this guy's heart oath and thought that the magic weapon wasn't in his hands.

But, in the Flame Forest Swamp, there were no other cultivators apart from I and Fellow Daoist Ling. I also couldn't find the magic weapon no matter how hard I tried. Even if I used a secret technique, there was still no news. Fellow Daoists, tell me, apart from this guy, who else could it be? "

"Hehe, to be fair, Fellow Daoist Ling is indeed the most suspicious!"

Zhan Yu nodded, "However, since Fellow Daoist Ling has already made a heart oath, I'm afraid it's not very likely!"

"Hahaha, what damned heart oath!

I only came to my senses a few years ago. This guy's heart oath only said that he didn't take it, and that his Misty Mountain disciples didn't take it, but he didn't say that he didn't see it, nor did he say that he didn't let other cultivators take it? "

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