Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, especially the shy look on the face of the Yaochi Saint in front of him, which was even more innocent and cute, making people feel pity for her.
She has seven thousand fortunes in her body. Although it is not much, it is worth squeezing it out.
"I wonder what the young master wants from me? The young master and I... seem to have never met?"
Li Wantang's voice is soft and charming, which is quite inconsistent with her appearance.
"I'm not looking for you, but Chi Luo."
Ling Xiao shook his head. A girl of fate like this could at best play the role of a maid beside him.
The top priority now is to kill Qingyang and take control of the Killing Temple.
As for this Yaochi Saint, in the future... if the opportunity is right, Ling Xiao would not mind discussing with her whether the Yaochi's water... is more or less.
"Ah? Ah! It turns out to be Senior Sister Chi Luo..."
Li Wantang's pretty face was stunned, and then she glared at Xihua angrily.
"Chi Luo? I wonder what the young master wants to do with Chi Luo?"
The face of the Holy Master of Yaochi was also a little solemn. Yes, Chi Luo was indeed the Holy Maiden of Yaochi before.
But now, her Taoist heart is broken and her path to immortality is hopeless. She stays in the ancestral hall all day long eating fast and chanting Buddha's name, with no intention of practicing at all.
Two hundred years ago, the honorable name of the Yaochi Saint came to Li Wantang.
"Of course it's important."
Ling Xiao frowned slightly and his eyes became hard.
The Holy Master of Yaochi felt a chill all over his body, and was shocked by the aura of a respected young man.
"Chi Luo...is in the ancestral hall on the back mountain, but young master, Chi Luo has not seen anyone else for three hundred years, you..."
"It doesn't matter, she will definitely meet me."
Ling Xiao smiled indifferently and turned to look at Li Wantang, "Senior Sister Li, can you lead the way for Ling?"
"Ah! Okay, sir, please come this way."
The disappointment in Li Wantang's heart was instantly swept away, and he immediately turned around and headed towards the back mountain.
It wasn't until the two figures walked away that a trace of sadness appeared on the face of the Holy Master of Yaochi.
With Ling Xiao's appearance and talent, it is an irresistible temptation for any young girl.
It's just that Chi Luo fell to where he is now because he was moved by his mortal heart.
Compared to Xia Chen, Ling Xiao is undoubtedly ten thousand times better.
I wonder if this time, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi will be able to... be safe and sound?
"Does Senior Sister Li practice in the mountains all year round?"
The mountain road was winding, and Ling Xiao and the two walked side by side.
Now Bai Ling, Xia Zhimeng, Yu Yi and others have just left, and the journey to kill the temple has just begun. He is in no hurry to show up.
In short, he had to pry open Chi Luo's mouth first and know Qingyang's true background, so that he would be foolproof.
"Ah, well... Ever since Senior Sister Chi Luo returned to the sect, Master has not allowed anyone to go down the mountain for nearly three hundred years..."
Li Wantang gave a wry smile, a hint of yearning clearly shining in his eyes.
The situation in Qingcang is turbulent, but for contemporary people, it is a better opportunity for experience.
What kind of fortune can you encounter if you stay in the mountains all day?
"I see. If senior sister wants to go down the mountain to practice in the future, she can go together with Ling. Ling still has some reputation in the Qingcang world."
Ling Xiao nodded and smiled. A holy girl from the Holy Land who had never been born. I am afraid that if she kneaded her for a moment, all her luck would fall off along with her clothes.
"Ah, okay, okay!"
Li Wantang really didn't expect that Ling Xiao would take the initiative to invite her down the mountain to practice, and a look of anticipation suddenly flashed through her beautiful eyes.
"But... Young Master, my senior sister is not easy to get along with now. If you meet her later, I'm afraid it will be in vain."
"Is it."
Ling Xiao looked indifferent and didn't explain.
The reason why Chi Luo trapped himself in the ancestral hall was probably to atone for the sins in his heart.
But... three hundred years have passed, and this sin has only become heavier.
People, it's easy to forgive others, but the hardest thing... is to forgive yourself.
Therefore, Ling Xiao planned to give her a chance to kill her enemy and give Xia Chen justice.
"Well, you don't know something. Senior sister... had a Taoist companion whom she loved very much. However, she didn't expect that he actually colluded with the ghost clan and practiced extremely evil methods. In the end, senior sister broke up with him and killed him in the sect.
In the door."
Li Wantang suddenly lowered his voice and whispered into Ling Xiao's ear.
"oh?"
"Since then, senior sister has locked herself in the ancestral hall, perhaps to atone for that man's sins. For three hundred years, senior sister has never stepped out of the ancestral hall, nor said a word to anyone."
"I see."
Ling Xiao nodded slightly and looked up to see an ancient palace made of bluestones standing at the end of the mountain. There was no wave in his eyes.
Originally, the person who walked onto the Yaochi Holy Land today should be the reborn Xia Chen.
But unfortunately, this destined son met Ling Xiao as soon as he was born, and ended up dying.
Therefore, his revenge can only be avenged by Ling Xiao.
Brother Xia, you...don't need to thank me.
"Sir, we've arrived..."
Li Wantang stopped and did not dare to take another step closer to the stone hall. "Sir, my senior sister's temper is...a bit...somewhat irritable. Normally, no one except Master would dare to enter the ancestral hall..."
"You go back."
Ling Xiao walked up to the stone palace and pushed the door open.
For a moment, I heard a gloomy aura blowing towards my face. It was obvious that no one had been here for a long time.
Li Wantang did not leave in a hurry, fearing that Ling Xiao would be kicked out by Chi Luo, so he hung his hands in front of him with a worried look on his face.
When I met him today, I found that this descendant of the Ling clan was just like the rumors. He had a gentle temperament, decent conversation, and no trace of arrogance.
Sure enough, with such a great reputation, there is no falsehood.
"The Saint of Chiluo."
At this time, Ling Xiao looked at the figure in the hall who was wearing linen clothes, with long hair hanging down, kneeling on the ground, and a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Logically speaking, with Chi Luo's talent, he should have entered the Holy Realm long ago after three hundred years.
But, no, it was just at the second level of Zunjing, which was not even as good as the people of the present generation.
It seems that she must have lived a very painful life during the past three hundred years.
Hearing the voice, Chi Luo's body trembled slightly and he turned his head blankly. The next moment, his beautiful eyes suddenly focused.
The sunlight outside the hall poured down, making Ling Xiao's figure become even more slender and tall.
At this time, his face was not clear, only some outlines could be seen faintly.
Inexplicably, Chi Luoyu lightly covered her lips with her hands, and in addition to panic, there was a hint of relief in her eyes.
"Achen!!!"
"I'm not Xia Chen, my name is Ling Xiao."
Ling Xiao stepped in front of Chi Luo, and the latter's expression froze instantly.
She stared blankly at Ling Xiao, looking at this handsome and resolute face, the light that had just flickered in her eyes dimmed in an instant.
"Ling Xiao...Ling Xiao..."
At this time, Chi Luo no longer had the appearance of a saint.
The face is tired and the hair is dull.
Even compared to the Holy Lord of Yaochi, he lacks a bit of grace and charm.
"I don't know you, please go out."
"The saint doesn't know me, but I... know Xia Chen."
Ling Xiao sneered. A person of the second level of respect was naturally no threat to him.
As long as Ling Xiao wanted to, he could capture her at any time and search for her soul.