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Chapter five hundred and eighteenth bad news

Ling Fei stepped on Nangong Yang's face and stepped into Qiufeng Valley. Since then, he has been invincible all the way, like an immortal returning home, and soon disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

There was silence behind, and almost everyone was staring at Nangong Yang lying on the ground in a daze.

Putting aside his identity, just talk about his cultivation level!

The person who was enlightened by the great elder and taught the martial arts was now in the late stage of foundation building!

With his strength, no matter what, he shouldn't be stomped by a disciple who has just started!

That can only show one thing. Ling Fei is not only talented, but also strong!

For a moment, Ling Fei was admired by many new disciples.

However, only those elders, while amazement, couldn't help but shake their heads.

So what if you are talented? So what if you are strong? No matter how strong you are, are you stronger than elders?

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. If you don’t understand the principle that a big tree attracts wind, you will still be unable to move forward.

Without relying on the guidance of his disciples, Ling Fei came directly to Li Ce Hall within the sect.

This is the place to register the status of a disciple and choose to teach the teacher.

Generally speaking, it is not the elders in the sect that come to choose you, but you apply for it yourself, as if you are filling out your application for college. Your detailed information will be delivered to the elder you want to apply for. If he agrees, then you will be lucky. But if he disagrees, your identity will be embarrassing.

Because you have chosen this elder, and other elders will definitely not choose you anymore. You can only practice alone, unless you are too talented and valued by other elders.

There were several disciples in charge of the establishment of the article. Ling Fei lined up in a team that had just finished walking, and the next moment, it was his turn.

"Name."

"Ling Fei."

......

Next is an inconspicuous question. The most important thing is the test results of those elders. This is sent directly by the disciples, and it is impossible for you to take it over. Otherwise, if you change it privately, it would be too treacherous.

From a stack of test results, Ling Fei's results were found, and the disciple in charge of Li Ce could not help but be stunned.

"Are you a foundation-building monk?"

"how?"

"No...nothing."

That disciple was full of envy.

A disciple as young as Ling Fei has not yet begun to build foundation cultivation, and his future is just around the corner!

"I wonder which elder brother wants to go to to practice Taoism?"

"I want to go to the seat of the elder Shenyuan. She had been kind to me when I was young."

"What?"

The disciple exclaimed, which caused Ling Fei to frown slightly.

"What? Is there anything wrong?"

"No...no, I just think, some...well... your talent is so good, you should go to a better elder seat."

From the other party's hesitant words, Ling Fei vaguely noticed a little something bad.

"What's wrong with Elder Shenyuan?"

The disciple carefully glanced at the others before whispering to Ling Fei:

"Elder Shenyuan, half a year ago, passed away because of being possessed by the devil!"

"What did you say?"

Ling Fei's pupils shrank, and he reached out and grabbed the other person's collar.

"You'll talk nonsense, believe it or not, I'll crush your neck now?"

"Hey, junior brother, I have something to say and something to say. All I tell is the truth. If you don't believe it, you can go to the cemetery in the back mountain to take a look."

"snort!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Fei threw him on the chair, and his body flashed a few times and left Licetang.

Without anyone giving directions, Ling Fei came directly to the cemetery behind Qiufeng Valley. There were tens of thousands of stone tablets in this place, and Ling Fei spread his spiritual sense, but in an instant he found the inscription engraved with the handwriting of the Shenyuan.

"Master...Master..."

Ling Fei reached out to touch the stone tablet, his eyes felt a little sore, and his heart was so painful that he could not breathe.

In his life, he only had one master and one master who treated him like his own son.

I think in his previous life, when he first came to the cultivation world, he knew nothing about the cultivation world, and he didn't even know the words in the cultivation world. It was the weak woman who saved him from the mouth of the beast and taught him how to survive and practice in the cultivation world.

It was also her who blocked the enemy for herself when the Qiufeng Valley was destroyed and exchanged her own life for her escape.

Because of this, Ling Fei finally achieved the transformation of God, obtained the energy of the Supreme Emperor, and was able to be reborn and returned to Earth as a strong man.

It can be said that most of Ling Fei's fate is closely related to Shenyuan. This is why Ling Fei named his daughter Shenyuan, with the purpose of commemorating Shenyuan.

In this life, Ling Fei returned to the world of immortal cultivation, and originally wanted to make up for the divine garden, change her destiny, so that she would not die again.

But unexpectedly, I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't catch up.

"You are the disciple who wants to worship Shenyuan as his master?"

A familiar voice rang behind her back, Ling Fei turned around and said softly:

"I have met the real person in the head sect."

It was a gentle middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe. When he heard Ling Fei calling him the real person in charge of the sect, he couldn't help but smile:

"It seems that I have never seen you before? How do you know that I am the head of Qiufeng Valley?"

Ling Fei suddenly felt a sudden heart, and realized that when he was sad, he forgot that he had just arrived in the world of immortal cultivation.

But he was calm and did not panic too much, but just said lightly:

"Master Shenyuan once made a portrait of a real person in charge of his disciples."

The head teacher looked at Ling Fei with a smile.

"This is really strange. The younger sister has never said she admires me."

But looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to want to go into it.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. The junior sister is gone. You don't have the fate to become a master and apprentice. However, if you insist on doing this, I won't say much. From now on, you can remember it in the junior sister's name and then, I will tutor it."

Ling Fei nodded.

"Thank you, my teacher."

"Okay, I'll leave that little junior sister's former residence for you. Tomorrow, I'll go to the main hall to find me."

Ling Fei nodded, the head teacher turned around and wanted to leave, but Ling Fei immediately called him.

"Master, how did my master die?"

The head sect's real person paused, but did not turn around and come back.

"This man has passed away, so let her rest in peace."

Ling Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, and the air around him immediately dropped several degrees.

"If my master was indeed accidentally insidious because of his own reasons, I wouldn't say anything more. But if my master had been for other reasons, I would never let her die in vain!"
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