When Ling Yun descended to the bottom of the Buddha River, the eyes of everyone around him were focused on him.

At this moment, Ling Yun became the absolute focus that deserved it.

"Ling Yun."

Elder Shang Luoyan came and looked at Ling Yun eagerly: "Just now, did you step into the ninth song?"

This fact cannot be concealed at all. Ling Yun naturally will not deny it and nods: "Not bad."

Although many people have actually seen it with their own eyes, they still can't help but be shocked when they hear this.

Behind Shang Luoyan, Song Siqing looked at Ling Yun with extremely complicated eyes.

She once tried to hit the ninth song, but ultimately failed.

Therefore, she knows very well how difficult it is to enter the ninth song.

And Ling Yun was actually able to step into the ninth song, which she had to accept.

But what she didn't know was that it was not difficult at all for Ling Yun to step into the ninth song.

The power of the Buddha River would oppress other people's minds, but it had no effect on Ling Yun at all.

"Elder Shang, I have just gained some insights in my practice, and I have to rush back to retreat, so I won't stay here any longer. I say goodbye."

Ling Yun was not in the mood to talk to others now, so he found an excuse and left.

Kilometers away.

The Great Elder Teng Hongshan stood in a obscure attic.

"Bufan, what do you think?"

Teng Hongshan asked.

Behind him, stood a young man, it was Zhuo Bufan.

"With my current strength, it is not impossible to hit the ninth song."

Zhuo Bufan was unwilling to show weakness.

"But you must admit that his cultivation level is far lower than yours."

Tenghong Mountain Road.

Zhuo Bufan fell silent immediately.

"It seems that we must get rid of this kid as soon as possible."

Teng Hongshan's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
Chapter completed!