Yan Yunmei lowered her head slightly, and said inexplicably: "Yes, sect leader, do you know Yan Chongdong?"

"Hmm...you mean a general from Yunlong Kingdom before?" Yu Ling said subconsciously, and then she realized what she was saying. She looked at Yan Yun and said, "He is your father?"

Yan Yunmei nodded slightly: "My father and He Yaqin are actually from the same hometown. They had a bad temper in their early years. Later, they both signed up to join the army. Although He Yaqin has outstanding talents and has climbed up faster than my father,

But he was very self-reliant, had an arrogant temperament, and couldn't get along with the people in the military camp. So when we selected the captain, everyone unanimously elected my father, and the relationship was established."

"Later...there is actually nothing to say. He Yaqin was not a generous person to begin with. After leaving the military camp, he joined the worship hall and became a good master. With his talent, he rose to great heights until he was ten years old.

A few years ago, I barely managed to squeeze into the first-grade enshrinement camp. At this time, my father was only a few inches away from being promoted to a general based on his military exploits."

"But at this time, He Yaqin colluded with Qin Xin, another general with outstanding military exploits, and together they slandered and framed my father. Emperor Yunlong weighed it and felt wary of my father's growing prestige, so he went along with the situation.

My father sentenced Qin to death and promoted Qin to the rank of general, and he also used this matter as an excuse to manipulate He and Qin, so they had to become the emperor's loyal dogs. What a good plan." Yan Yunmei sneered.

road.

Yu Ling listened to her quietly and did not interrupt.

Yan Yunmei sighed quietly: "But Sect Master, you killed He Yaqin and Emperor Yunlong, and Qin Zhen has been taken care of by me a long time ago. Now I suddenly feel... there is nothing to do, how are you going to compensate?"

What about me?"

Yu Ling thought for a moment and said, "Shouldn't you be thanking me?"

Yan Yunmei was so angry that she laughed: "Sect master, sect master, I only realized after knowing you for a long time that you are really shameless."

"Each other."

Yan Yunmei said angrily: "Help me think about it quickly, what can I do after I recover?"

"Lingsheng Palace, Dark Eye Palace, and Qingguang Palace are all short of manpower. You can go over and help share some affairs."

"It's boring. People don't like to do hard work."

"Then... just find a good family to marry."

"Will I marry you?" Yan Yunmei blinked her eyes.

"...Don't be kidding."

"I'm very serious! Humph, you just dislike me for being old, and I know it even if you don't tell me!" Yan Yun frowned and said.

Yu Ling was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer the question.

Fortunately, Yan Yunmei waved her hand and said, "Forget it, I won't tease you. You have a lot to do, right?"

"Fortunately, I just feel that the Four Nations Alliance is a little too busy. I'm trying to find something for them to do." Yu Ling said.

"Forget it, I'm not good at such mental things. I should be able to break through to the late stage of Phantom God once I recover from my injuries, so it doesn't hurt to help fight." Yan Yunmei said lazily.

"Well, take your time and rest." Yu Ling nodded and was about to leave when Yan Yunmei suddenly came closer without warning, kissed him on the face, and then quickly stepped back.

"You..." Yu Ling looked at her in astonishment.

Yan Yunmei said with an innocent face: "What happened? There is nothing. Sect Master, why don't you hurry up and do your work?"

"..." Yu Ling was speechless.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled like a little vixen: "The sect leader's mother must be very beautiful, otherwise how could you look so good-looking?"

Yu Ling turned around and left decisively, feeling like she was playing with fire every time she was alone with her.

Behind her, Yan Yunmei was already laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright.

…

The next day, Fengmen Gorge was deep in the valley.

Yu Ling, Shuo, Long Zilu, and Enrika cleared away all the ghosts along the way and went straight to the center of the deep valley.

The cliff here is as flat as a knife and an axe, so smooth that it can be used as a mirror. Except for a tall white column in the center, there is only a lonely pure soul in front of the column.

If you look down from above, this semi-curved cliff looks like an eye, and the white cylinder is the pupil.

Seeing the four uninvited guests who suddenly broke in, the extremely pure and condensed soul body suddenly let out a sharp scream. If it were an ordinary soul transformation master, it would be dizzy and temporarily lose consciousness.

But it is a pity that both Shuo and Long Zilu have half-step Soul Condensation Realm soul power. The three major systems of Yuling combined together are far beyond the peak of Soul Transformation. Even if Enrika is not a soul master, with his Mysterious Breaking Realm

His cultivation level is not afraid of attacks of this level.

The soul power of Yu Ling and the three people surged out together, suppressing the soul body in place, no matter how much it struggled and screamed, it was useless.

"No, I can't help but want to swallow it..." Shuo looked at the soul body in front of him with salivation, trying hard to restrain himself from rushing forward.

"Do you still want to cause a big soul storm?" Yu Ling said angrily.

"Oh, what are you afraid of? We are all masters, nothing will happen to us!" Shuo said innocently.

"Let's first see if there is any information hidden in this soul's memory." Yu Ling stopped him.

"Oh, it's really troublesome..."

While Shuo complained, he circulated the energy of the dark abyss, quietly seeping into the soul body.

After a few seconds, Shuo said very disappointedly: "This guy has no mental activity at all. He is completely confused. He can only feel that he has an extremely strong attachment to this pillar and will protect it at the risk of his life."

"Could it be because this soul body was born from a white cylinder?" Yu Ling guessed.

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul that had been suppressed by several people suddenly twisted, and then a translucent ghost separated from it and drifted around the pillar.

After a circle, the ghost solidified a lot and rushed towards Yu Ling and the others with bared teeth and claws.

Long Ziluo waved his sleeves impatiently, and the ghost that didn't know whether to live or die disintegrated into a stream of pure soul power and merged into her soul sea.

"Could it be that all the souls in the valley were created by it?" Shuo was stunned.

Yu Ling shook his head and said: "Maybe only the nearby souls are generated in this way. Those farther away will appear in waves every hour, and they are all generated in situ, not floating from here."

"The key to the problem should be on this pillar." Yu Ling walked closer in a few steps and looked up at the tall white column.

He stretched out his hand and touched it gently. He felt it was cold and warm, and even a little soft. The material did not look like metal or jade.

Yu Ling was stunned, and the Ningmo Sword in her spiritual ring suddenly shook violently, and she appeared in the outside world as if she had spiritual intelligence.

"Buzz——"

Before Yu Ling could react, the Ningmo knife had already slashed hard on the white column, leaving a thin white mark.

The white column trembled three times, and a breath that seemed to have been dormant for a long time suddenly burst out from the depths of the ground, turning into the most ferocious and wild waves.

Yu Ling only had time to take two steps back before he was faced with the brunt of the raging soul power storm. The big cycle of the three major systems was almost destroyed, and he was just a little short of passing out again.

Fortunately, the storm came and went quickly. Yu Ling was dizzy and then gradually regained consciousness. She only heard Shuo chattering beside her: "Don't blame me this time, right? It's all your own fault! You knife

Are you out of your mind? I haven't heard that heaven-level spiritual weapons can come out and kill people on their own?"

Yu Ling already had a headache, but it became even worse when he made such a noise.

Yu Ling turned around and saw that the Ningmo Knife was lying quietly on the ground, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with it.

Yu Ling also wanted to know what kind of nerves he had with this knife? Wasn't it just for himself?
Chapter completed!