Ling Jianlou did not bring anyone with him when he was invited this time. All the masters of the Ling family were on Haoyuan Mountain. When he came out, there was only one Ling Buer who had been taught by him in recent years, because Ling
Fuji's swordsmanship has reached its peak, and he is extremely expected to reach a higher level before Ling Jian Tower breaks through. Therefore, Ling Jian Tower has done nothing in the past few hundred years, and has only devoted all the resources of the Ling family to Ling Jian Tower.
With Fuji, he devoted all his efforts to cultivating the future peerless sword cultivators of the Ling family.
As for Ling Buer, he has never let Ling Jianlou down in the past few hundred years. He gave up all his magical powers and secrets and specialized in swordsmanship. Starting from the most basic swordsmanship to unparalleled sword skills, he has dabbled in as many as one hundred swordsmanship and magical powers.
Eighty-eight kinds, his own cultivation level has also been cultivated from the first glimpse of Daowu to the supreme realm, and he has broken three heavenly tribulations in a row.
Ling Buer's growth is the secret of the entire Jiujie Mountain. Currently, the only person who knows about his great improvement is Ling Jianlou.
His entry was already faster than Feng Jueyu's.
On the barren mountain thousands of miles away from the ancient land of the Feng family, Ling Jianlou, with gray temples, looked in the direction of Feng Linchi, where people from all directions came to congratulate him. He pondered for a long time and then said, "Fuer, how many years have you been practicing with me?"
"Four hundred and eighty years." Ling Buyer replied without any hesitation.
"Four hundred and eighty years, a person's life, if he wants to reach the top of the sky, it will take at least 10,000 to 30,000 years. And it took you 480 years to complete the leap from the first glimpse to the supreme. Do you think
, what are you still missing now?"
Ling Buer was stunned and pondered for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.
"Please give me advice, ancestor."
"Oh, you kid, you're only one step away."
Ling Buer seemed to have some understanding, but he was still confused.
At this time, Ling Jianlou said: "Fu'er, this last step may be a hurdle. If you take this step, you may die in a narrow escape, or you may die in ten. But as long as you take it alive, look at Jiujie Mountain, except for Feng Jue.
Yu, no one can be your enemy anymore."
After hearing this, Ling Buer's eyes shone: "Please give me some advice, ancestor."
Ling Jianlou pointed in the direction of Feng Linchi and said: "Look, a huge disaster is brewing in the ancient land of the Feng family. I want you to go there and attend Feng Nanxiang's banquet as the acting head of the Ling family.
Do you dare to go?"
"The cause of the disaster?" Ling Buer was startled, because he had never seen his ancestor look so serious before, and that feeling seemed to make him die generously.
Ling Buer was a little worried, but he quickly regained his composure and said calmly: "Ancestor, will this disaster threaten my life?"
"It will happen if you go there, and it is very likely that you will not be able to come out. Do you dare to go?"
Ling Buer's eyebrows tightened, he paused for a second or two, and then said decisively: "Dare to go."
"Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid, but even if I die, I will go."
"Why?"
"To take that step."
"Very good." Ling Jianlou's eyes finally flashed with joy, but at the same time there was a deep sadness echoing in his eyes: "Fu'er, you go ahead..."
Ling Buer is no longer the arrogant and arrogant young master he once was. He followed Ling Jianlou around the world in these years. First of all, he saw a lot of things in the world. Secondly, he also encountered many dangers. This is how people are. After experiencing waste and suffering, they will become better.
He will feel that everything he owns is precious. If it was Ling Buer who was on the Sea of Mist back then, he would never fight with the Lord of Jingqing Palace.
Because he was still young at that time, he felt that he was invincible, and with a tree as big as the Haoyuan Realm behind him, he thought that no one would dare to mess with him.
But now, Ling Buer has calmed down for a long time, and he almost seems to have become a person, sophisticated, deep, and steady. Although he is still crazy, at least he has a different look and appearance.
Looking at Ling Jianlou's eyes filled with various complex emotions, Ling Buer knelt down solemnly on the ground, kowtowed heavily to Ling Jianlou three times, then stood up and said: "Ancestor, if Buer does not die, what will happen in the future?"
No one will dare to bully the Haoyuan Ling family anymore."
Ling Jianlou glanced at him approvingly, then said nothing more and watched Ling Buer leave.
Watching Ling Buer's retreating back disappear into the clouds and mist, Ling Jianlou took the treasure bag he carried with him and rummaged through it. After searching for a while, Ling Jianlou cursed inexplicably and angrily: "Damn it, look for it when you need it.
How can I notify them when I arrive?"
…
In Fenglin Pond, there was a bustling scene with loud gongs and drums.
Feng Nanxiang summoned hundreds of Heavenly Sects from Jiujie Mountain to gather here, which can be said to have earned a lot of face. In the Thunder Bamboo Forest in the ancient land of Feng Family, countless Jiujie Mountain masters were walking among them, chatting with each other and drinking wine.
Feng Nanxiang, who was sitting on the throne of the Realm Lord, welcomed the guests with wine in hand, with a proud smile on his face.
At this moment, a dazzling brilliance from the sky passed by at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the unparalleled sword intent enveloped the Thunder Bamboo Forest intensely.
"Who is coming? Such a strong sword intention?"
Experts from various sects in Jiujie Mountain raised their hands to look. At this time, they saw a man with a slightly mature face but a bit young and aloof. He stepped on a golden sword covered with dragon patterns and broke through it.
We arrived empty-handed and directly arrived at the banquet venue.
"Good guy, is that sword the long-lost Dragon Mark Sword? Who is so generous?"
"Dragon Mark Sword, a sacred weapon. Legend has it that the Dragon Emperor used it for a while. This person actually owns the Dragon Mark Sword?"
"Whoa!"
On the throne, Feng Nanxiang stood up slowly and looked at the sky with clear eyes. With just one glance, Feng Nanxiang felt as if there were countless swords crisscrossing the sky, but there was only one sword in the sky, the sword that crisscrossed the sky.
Where does the energy come from?
"Who is coming..." The disciples from the Feng family's ancient land stepped forward one after another, as if facing a formidable enemy.
At the same time, a loud voice sounded from the horizon: "Junior Ling family Fuji, please see the Lord of the Wind Realm."
"Ling Buyer? That boy from the Ling family?" Everyone present sighed in disbelief.
Hundreds of years ago, Ling Buer did enjoy a reputation in Jiujie Mountain, but his momentum was by no means as extraordinary as it is today.
Feng Nanxiang looked at the sky in astonishment, and replied in a daze: "Since we are old acquaintances of the Ling family, you might as well show up to meet me."
"Whoosh!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure settled in the Thunder Bamboo Forest, and the dragon-marked sword that caused a huge backlash had been withdrawn into the body as the figure settled.
Ancestor Wuhen of the Antarctic, Emperor of the Northern Territory, Master of the Mukongteng Realm... all turned their heads, and then saw Ling Buer taking two steps forward quickly, clasping his fists and saying to Feng Nanxiang: "Junior Ling Jiamo
Xue Ling Bu'er, I have met the Wind Realm Master, I have met Senior Wuhen, Senior Ji Emperor, Senior Teng, I have met all of you..."
Compared with hundreds of years ago, Ling Buer lost his tackiness, looked like a fairy, and politely gave a big gift to everyone.
All the powerful people were stunned at first, because they had recognized that the person who came was Ling Buer from the Ling family, but they were all a little surprised. They felt that this Ling Buer was very different from the past, and he seemed to be much more polite.
.
Feng Nanxiang felt the same way, but he was just stunned for a moment before his iconic smile filled his face. He walked down with his hands behind his back and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Ling..." Feng Nanxiang said, looking subconsciously at Ling.
Fuji looked behind him and found that there was no trace of Ling Jianlou. He couldn't help but frowned, but he still maintained his proper demeanor and said: "Master Ling, where is the Lord of the Ling Realm?"
Ling Buyer scanned the crowd with his eyes and said calmly: "I'm really sorry. Ancestor, he closed the Tianwu Ridge a few years ago and has not returned to Haoyuan for several years. Before coming here, I had to be summoned and assigned by my ancestor.
The junior came to attend the grand gathering organized by the Lord of the Wind Realm and asked the junior to apologize to the Lord of the Wind Realm. I am afraid that the ancestor will not be able to accept the invitation this time."
As soon as he finished speaking, an elder of the Feng family said displeasedly: "Ling Realm Master is not coming? Then why do you come here alone?"
If it had been hundreds of years ago, Ling Buer would have scolded him back with a sneer, because the other party clearly didn't take him seriously.
But today's Ling Bu'er is no longer the domineering playboy he once was. His character, scheming, and character have long been tempered by Ling Jianlou and have become extremely stable.
Ling Buer said with an apologetic expression on his face: "As for the Huifeng Boundary Master, the ancestor said that although he can't come, he can let the younger generation come as the acting clan leader. If there is any disrespect, the other family will be punished.
Zu will definitely come to apologize."
"Acting Patriarch..." Upon hearing this, the big shots in Lei Zhulin immediately grasped the most critical word in this sentence.
Acting patriarch?
What is acting patriarch?
Only those who are recognized as successors by a family are qualified to call themselves acting clan leaders.
Ling Jianlou asked Ling Buer to attend the Feng family's banquet in this capacity. Obviously, if Jiujieshan said something, it would be that Ling Buer would be the successor of the next patriarch of the Ling family.
With this identity, I want to be the next leader of the Haoyuan Realm.
After listening to Ling Buer's words, Lei Zhulin instantly became silent, and Feng Nanxiang was stunned for a few seconds before he changed his face and laughed: "Since he is the successor of the Ling family, that's right.
Feng's distinguished guest, come and give me a seat."
Feng Nanxiang's words officially recognized Ling Buer's identity.
…
At the same time, in the west of Zhouyin Mountain Range...
Long Zhan, Jiao Yue, Ding Mao, Mei Rao, Yu Sheng and his daughter were rushing toward the Zhouyin Mountains at lightning speed, but to be honest, because Da Xi's team was ahead of them, they were not too anxious, and the direction
It is also not very consistent with the direction of Daishiwanchao Kingdom.
On the way, Yu Sheng used Hanba Yu to contact Lord Hongwu more than once, but after asking for a long time, there was no reply.
"Where has this person gone? Why didn't he reply?" Yu Sheng frowned and muttered to himself.
"You haven't replied yet?" Long Zhan asked, standing next to Yu Sheng.
"No, we have discussed it and let each other know about something. Why don't we get a reply?"
Just as he was saying this, Han Bayu suddenly emitted a ray of bright blue light. When Yu Sheng saw it, a smile appeared on his face: "I finally replied, I'll ask him where he is..."
As he spoke, Yu Sheng sank his consciousness into the cold jade, but then his face instantly turned pale.
"What's wrong?" Long Zhan immediately noticed the change in Yu Sheng's expression and asked.
"What happened, something is going to happen, leave quickly..."