Like other secret realms, ancient ruins also have restrictions.
The gate to the ancient ruins will limit the age of Qi and blood, and those over a hundred years old will not be able to enter the ancient ruins.
Previously, Ling Yun thought that the ancient ruins were created by Yu Xuanji.
Now that he heard this restriction, he knew that the ancient ruins were not created by Yu Xuanji.
Usually, secret realms with such age restrictions are created by sects to select disciples.
A hundred years old is considered an advanced age for ordinary people.
But for warriors, they can undoubtedly only be considered young.
Half an hour later.
Chu Ruomei finished speaking.
She could only give a general idea, but Ling Yun needed to experience everything in person.
"Mr. Ling, I will not go to this trip to the ancient ruins."
Then, Chu Ruomei said to Ling Yun.
In fact, she is also a genius in cultivation. She became a half-step Zhuzhao warrior in her early forties.
If not for this, she would not have been able to become the true successor of the Yanling Sect.
"Why?"
Ling Yun said in surprise.
"On this trip to the ancient ruins, Yanling Gate will definitely target you."
Chu Ruomei said: "If I go in, I will only become a burden to you. Rather than doing this, I'd better not go.
Anyway, the key is already with you, so it doesn’t matter if I don’t go.”
"That's fine."
Ling Yun nodded.
"Then I'll be here to make sure everything goes smoothly for you in advance."
Chu Ruomei smiled.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
It’s the day when the gate to the ancient ruins is opened.
Ling Yun and Luo Qianqian rushed to the market early in the morning.
The normally bustling market was now even more bustling and crowded.
As soon as he entered the market, Ling Yun was welcomed by Xue Yuyao.
Under the leadership of Xue Yuyao, Ling Yun came directly to the gate of the ancient ruins without searching.
In front of the gate of the ancient ruins.
There is a huge square here.
In the square, there is also a loft.
This attic is a market place, specially built for all kinds of geniuses.
Every time the door of the ancient ruins is opened, the geniuses can rest in the attic without waiting in the square outside.
Of course, only talented people recognized by the market are eligible to live in the loft.
Ordinary warriors can only wait in the square below.
Ling Yun took a glance and found that there were nearly a thousand warriors waiting in the square.
With Xue Yuyao's leadership, Ling Yun and Luo Qianqian naturally did not need to stay in the square and were easily arranged to stay in a private room.
This private room is very large, completely a luxury room.
There are not only tables, chairs, wine and food, but also beds for people to practice and rest.
only.
Not long after Ling Yun entered the box.
Before he had time to rest, a cold shout came from outside: "Ling Yun, get out of here."
Ling Yun's eyes turned cold.
This voice was very familiar to him, and it belonged to Qin Feng.
Originally, the attic was quite quiet. Everyone was practicing independently without disturbing each other.
As Qin Feng's voice sounded, the silence was immediately broken.
Windows and doors were opened everywhere, and various discussions came out.
"Ling Yun, don't pretend to be dead for me."
Qin Feng continued: "You were lucky in the Luo family before. General Wang was protecting you, and I didn't want to violate the laws of the empire, so I spared your life.
But today, do you think you can still escape?
I advise you to get out of here, otherwise when I inquire about your private room and come to your door, your face will only become worse."
Ling Yun did not intend to be polite to Qin Feng.
Previously, he thought that the grievances with Qin Feng would be settled after entering the ancient ruins.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng would come to make trouble now.
Since Qin Feng wants to die, he doesn't mind fulfilling his wish.
Immediately, Ling Yun opened the door and walked out.
"Ling Yun, you finally came out. I thought you were going to hide for the rest of your life?"
Seeing Ling Yun appear, Qin Feng's face suddenly became cold and stern.
"Is this young man Ling Yun?"
"I have heard of this person, he seems to be quite famous in Yushan City."
"What's the use of being famous in Yushan City? I've met a lot of talented people in Yushan City in the past, but when I got to Mucheng, they were all bullshit."
There was discussion all around.
Those who made the comments were almost all talented people from Mucheng.
Because under normal circumstances, only the geniuses of Mucheng are qualified to live in this attic.
"How can Qin Feng cause trouble for such a small character?"
A box opened, revealing the face of a young man.
Seeing this young man, many warriors around him had expressions of surprise on their faces.
"It's Wen He, a true disciple of the Huan Zhen Sect."
Someone said in shock.
Wen He, a true disciple of the Huan Zhen Sect, is fifty-nine years old and a second-grade warrior in Zhuzhao.
Such an existence cannot be underestimated.
"I have heard that Ling Yun is special. Rumor has it that he can fight against the powerful Zhuzhao."
In another private room, a woman in yellow said with interest.
The appearance of the woman in yellow caused another uproar.
Obviously, her identity is equally extraordinary.
This is also true. The woman in yellow came from the Qingxu Sect in Mucheng and was named "Chaoyan".
Her talent is stronger than Wen He's, and she is a third-grade Zhuzhao warrior at the age of thirty-five.
"It's just bragging. Just wait and see. Now Qin Feng is causing trouble for him. Qin Feng is the Zhuzhao warrior. I bet Qin Feng can easily crush this person to death with one finger."
Wen He said disdainfully.
"Qin Feng, shut up."
While the two were talking, Ling Yun didn't reply, and a loud shout suddenly sounded.
Xue Yuyao walked out from behind Ling Yun: "When you enter the ancient ruins, you can fight and kill as much as you want.
But in this market, if anyone dares to cause trouble, I will expel him immediately, do you believe it or not?"
"You..." Qin Feng was angry.
But after all, he did not dare to say bad words to Xue Yuyao.
Xue Yuyao is Wang Xiang's sister and the market manager.
In other places, although he was wary of Xue Yuyao, he couldn't be said to be afraid.
However, in this market, he really couldn't afford to offend Xue Yuyao.
Otherwise, he would really anger Xue Yuyao and be kicked out of the market by Xue Yuyao. It would be a small matter to lose face, but a big matter to miss this opportunity at the ancient market.
"Ling Yun, a piece of trash like you can only survive by hiding behind others."
Qin Feng could only stare at Ling Yun immediately, "Listen up, I will give you a chance now, kneel down immediately and beg me for mercy, otherwise you will be the first person I want to kill after entering the ancient ruins."
"roll."
Ling Yun was not interested in talking nonsense with Qin Feng.
He originally planned to kill Qin Feng directly.
But since Xue Yuyao said that there should be no trouble here in order to stand up for him, it was naturally difficult for him to overturn Xue Yuyao's words.
Then, Ling Yun returned to the box and ignored Qin Feng.
Qin Feng was furious and roared outside.
It's a pity that no matter how he yelled, Ling Yun never responded.
"This Ling Yun is really a coward."
A Mucheng prodigy sneered.
Ling Yun was too lazy to pay attention to Qin Feng, which in the eyes of the geniuses in Mucheng made Ling Yun fear Qin Feng.
"Forget it, this kind of small role is not worthy of attention."
Wen He said disdainfully.
Chao Yan’s beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.
Although she didn't say anything, she looked obviously disappointed.
Previously, she thought that this Ling Yun seemed to have a very extraordinary temperament.
Now it seems that things like temperament should not be taken too seriously.
Ling Yun's style is indeed too cowardly.
This also indirectly proves that Ling Yun's strength may not be as powerful as the rumors say.