The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

Lee Qingfeng straightened his skinny back. A special aura burst out from his body, and his tone was filled with a heroic spirit that could not be ignored!    

Jiang Ling knew that this old man broke the title of "King Gou" for himself.    

He secretly made up his mind. First, he wanted to improve his strength to a higher realm as soon as possible. He would not be afraid even if he did not rely on the system to face the experts above.    

Secondly, he wanted to earn more sect points and quickly cover the entire Boundless Domain.    

At the same time, raising the level of the Boundless Domain was imminent.    

Thinking of this, Jiang Ling raised his head and said to Lee Qingfeng, "Master, since there are so many people like the Boundless Domain in this universe, the people of the higher realms won't be able to notice the unusual changes happening in the Boundless Domain in a short period of time."    

"During this period of time, I only need to raise the level of the Boundless Domain to Black Grade or Yellow Grade Spirit Realm."    

"At that time, it won't be others cutting off our flesh, but us cutting off other people's chives!"    

Lee Qingfeng shook his head. "Silly disciple, the improvement of the entire Spirit Realm is calculated in a hundred thousand years. How can it be so easy?"    

"The time flow in the Upper and Lower Realms is slightly different, but in less than three years, the changes in the Boundless Domain will be known by the forces of the Upper Realm."    

Perhaps the time in the real world would be even less.    

Because Jiang Ling had severely injured Ghost Disaster Sovereign last time, he would pay more attention to Boundless Domain.    

"Master has been talking about the Upper World. What powers are there in the Upper World?"    

"There are also many forces in the Upper Realm." Lee Qingfeng stroked his beard. "There are divine dynasties that have stood strong for millions of years, immortal sects that rule thousands of Spirit Realm, and forbidden lands that kill countless immortals and devils."    

"Some of these forces are neutral and don't interfere with each other's business. Some of them are hostile to each other. A great war broke out between the two forces and lasted for millions of years. The corpses of peerless experts are piled up in the void!"    

"That kind of intense battle, tsk tsk tsk... So, Gou is the king!"    

Lee Qingfeng habitually carried out the concept of "Gou" for his disciple.    

"Master, don't worry. I will do it." Jiang Ling nodded.    

However, he already had a plan in mind. He was ready to cut the chives in the Upper Realm.    

The two of them chatted for a while.    

Jiang Ling told the old man how to take in disciples, how to deduce cultivation techniques, and how to deal with the Blood Devils.    

He told the old man about the separation of the past few years.    

The old man's true cultivation was very likely to be above the Supreme Purity Qian Yuan Realm, or even higher.    

However, listening to such trivial matters with great interest, whether it was laughing or not, he did not reveal a bit of a bored expression.    

In particular, the old man loved to hear about Jiang Ling's failure. Whenever he heard him talk about deducing a cultivation method and suffering a setback, he would let out a burst of mocking laughter.    

It did not change at all from before...    

"Alright, I'm leaving." The old man stood up and patted his butt.    

"Don't! I was planning to bring you back to the God Sect to enjoy a good life. " Jiang Ling hastily stood up.    

"Forget it. Look at you. Most likely, there is a fire in the backyard, right?" The old man had a wicked smile on his face. "Haha, you deserve it!"    

"Old man, don't accuse me of being innocent! I am just going down the mountain to train and improve my cultivation!" Jiang Ling became anxious.    

"Alright, alright. I believe you." The old man narrowed his small eyes. "It's just that my cultivation base dropped a lot after this clone of mine made a move. This place has already been exposed, I need to find another place to rest. "    

"In addition, if I expose myself outside for a long period of time and don't conceal myself, it'll be very easy for the enemies from the Upper Realm to discover me."    

Only now did Jiang Ling realize that the old man's figure was a little thin. His cultivation base had dropped to the Divine Altar Stage, and it was still falling.    

"Alright, alright. Don't act like a little girl. It's not like we are going to part ways forever."    

"Let's have a good chat next time we meet!"    

Lee Qingfeng patted Jiang Ling's shoulder and turned around, not letting his disciple see his red eyes.    

Otherwise, it would affect his mighty image.    

"Let's go!" Lee Qingfeng waved his hand and turned into a ray of light, disappearing in a flash.    

...    

Jiang Ling held the jade pendant in his hand.    

Since his master had left, there was no need for him to stay in Great Qian Empire any longer.    

Jiang Ling didn't even bother with Wen Ruofeng's warm invitation. He planned to continue his training north.    

As for Lin Qiuting, Wong Hao, and Ho Binn, they rested for a while in the Great Qian Dynasty and prepared to return the way they came.    

Perhaps it was because they had vaguely guessed Jiang Ling's identity, or perhaps it was because the return date they had agreed on with Third Uncle had arrived, the two groups of people changed directions and headed towards different targets.    

Jiang Ling left the capital and headed towards the Yingzhou.    

Perhaps it was because he had cultivated the Immeasurable True Scripture, as well as meeting an old man, the worry in his heart had been relieved.    

Jiang Ling's cultivation talent had risen from the sixth grade to the seventh grade!    

In theory, he could cultivate to the Saint Stage.    

A few years ago, he was the pillar of support for the great sect.    

Jiang Ling was very happy in his heart.    

"The real improvement in strength is indeed amazing. Fancy!"    

After Jiang Ling finished sighing, he stretched out his finger and gently drew a line on the Cheng Ying sword. A little bit of crystal clear blood blossomed on the sword.    

As the saying went, "Ten Fingers Connecting the Heart." Jiang Ling was using the Essence Blood in his heart to refine the Shadow Bearing Sword.    

In these past few days, he had been flying on his sword towards the north. From time to time, he would stop and search for materials in the mountains and valleys to repair the Shadow Bearing Sword.    

After more than ten days of refinement, the Shadow Bearing Sword had been completely repaired. Its grade had also risen from Tier 5, 3, to Tier 5, 8.    

It was connected to Jiang Ling's mind. It was like an arm and a finger in Jiang Ling's hand. It was a magic weapon that was very suitable for him.    

Jiang Ling sat cross-legged on the large rock. He circulated his cultivation method and cultivated for nine cycles before stopping.    

During these days, he had been practicing diligently and was getting closer and closer to the Late Dragon Becoming Stage.    

"If I buy some more spirit herbs and refine some Five Rejuvenating Pills, it should be enough for me to break through the shackles of the Mid Dragon Realm, right?"    

Jiang Ling rubbed his chin, then he mounted his sword and soared into the sky, flying towards a small county nearby.    

Outside this small county, there was a vast river flowing by. The spiritual energy was rich, so there should be something he wanted.    

He lowered his voice outside of Luo Ning County and entered the city with the Flying Sword.    

Luo Ning County had a very small population, about seventy to eighty thousand people. The shops on the street kept shouting and yelling, and the red bricks made of smoke emitted white smoke. As he walked on the street, he could smell the fragrance of food coming from the depths of the alley.    

"Let's eat first. We'll look for spirit plants later." Jiang Ling rubbed his stomach.    

He slowly walked forward. There was a yellow flag on the right side with the words "Immortals Stop Clouds" written on it.    

This teahouse had five floors. The building was thirty zhang tall, with black wood and red windows. There were two white cranes and stone statues at the entrance. The feathers were distinct, and the crane's mouth was sharp and lifelike. It seemed like it was created by everyone.    

However, there were some holes in the railing, and it seemed that there was a certain amount of history behind it. The flowers at the door withered.    

Moreover, it was deserted inside. It was already noon and the supermarket was bustling. There were also employees lying on the table dozing off.    

"Zhu Xian Tingyun? A good name! But this restaurant doesn't deserve this name!"    

Jiang Ling smiled and walked into the restaurant.    

"Customer! How many?" When the worker who was dozing heard the footsteps, he stood up with a start.    

"One." Jiang Ling flicked his finger and three golden leaves shot towards the worker's hand.    

"Okay!" The square-faced waiter's eyes were wide open. He quickly put the golden leaves into his arms. He had a bright smile on his face. "This way, please!"    

"The signature dish of our Zhu Xian Tingyun Restaurant is [Steamed Red Phosphorus Bass]. This bass is a Rank 3 spirit beast. Its meat is fresh and tender, and its teeth are elastic. Lastly, we decorate it with green onions, and then we pour hot oil on it. It was truly a fragrance that could be smelled from ten streets away! Furthermore, this dish has all sorts of miraculous effects on cultivation. It's simply the best! "    

" And our [Dragon Phoenix Triple Fresh Soup]. ... "    

While walking up the stairs, the waiter took the opportunity to sell all kinds of spiritual food to Jiang Ling. It seemed like this was a restaurant for cultivators, no wonder it was so quiet.    

How can ordinary mortals afford Spirit Stone?    

Jiang Ling stepped on the thick wooden board and walked up the stairs.    

When the staircase turned, it revealed the situation on the fifth floor. There were mahogany windows on all four sides, with dragons, phoenixes, qilins and other auspicious beasts carved on them. There were also a few paintings on the ceiling.    

The first painting was of a white-robed cultivator floating in the air. He held hundreds of stars in his hand and hurled them downward. Below him was a cultivator with a ferocious face and many demonic creatures entrenched around him. His eyes were filled with terror.    

There was also a theme behind it: The Ancestor Subduing the Blood Demon.    

The second one, Suppressing the Dragon, the third one, The Pathfinder to the People, and the fourth one, The Celestial Palace.    

It turned out that this was what "Immortal Stopping Clouds" meant. He wanted to borrow the reputation of God Sect to offer gold to his restaurant.    

On the fifth floor, a screen was erected high up in the sky. The Jade Flower and Jade Grass were emitting a strange fragrance. In the agate bottle, there were a few twisted coral trees.    

Around the table were a dozen large tables. The fifth floor was so spacious that it could seat more than two hundred people. It was imaginable how lively the scene would be when a group of people was seated.    

However!    

Other than the guests on the east side, the rest were empty.    

This table was five feet long and five feet wide. Because the table was often wiped clean, there was only a plate of peanuts and a jar of sealed spirit wine on the table. The chopsticks were neatly placed on the cup.    

The number of peanuts on the plate was a little empty. It seemed that they had been drinking for a long time.    

A thin man sat on a chair with his back facing the door. He stretched out two fingers and picked up a peanut and put it into his mouth.    

His fingers were slender and his hands were steady.    

The knife on his back was also very stable.    

"Customer, there are only two people here. It's almost equivalent to a private room. In the past, a private room requires two thousand Spirit Stone!" The waiter at the side wiped the table on the south side.    

"Customer, please take a seat here."    

Jiang Ling slowly walked towards the table to the east and threw out a handful of Spirit Stone with his hand.    

"There is no need for you to wait here."    

The shop assistant looked at the Spirit Stone in his hand. His face was filled with doubt and happiness as he walked down the stairs.    

...    

Jiang Ling sat down opposite the thin man.    

"Long time no see."    

"Long time no see." The thin man smiled and pushed the spirit wine beside him. "Do you drink?"    

"I'm not drinking anymore. I have to hurry later." Jiang Ling waved his hand and refused.    

He sat quietly and watched the man drink.    

There was no sound at all on the fifth floor. Only the sound of chewing peanuts could be heard.    

A dull, dead, and oppressive atmosphere filled the air.    

The sound of chewing peanuts was like the sound of a malicious spirit devouring flesh and blood...    

However, Jiang Ling did not feel anything. He leaned against the window and felt very comfortable under the warm sunlight. He even shook his legs.    

On the other side.    

The number of peanuts gradually decreased. No matter how slow they ate, they were all finished.    

"Aren't you curious how I found you?" Ye Xinghe finally could not hold it in anymore and said.    

"I'm not curious." Jiang Ling waved his hand.    

Ye Xinghe's punch landed on the cotton, and he almost lost his breath.    

"Did you know? I know you better than you do." Ye Xinghe said to himself.    

"You have a special ability in God Mountain, you are invincible."    

"If other people have your extraordinary ability, they will definitely be very high-profile, and you will definitely walk in the cultivation world in a low-profile manner."    

"If someone else had such an ability, they would definitely enjoy endless glory on the mountain, while you would go down the mountain to train and improve yourself."    

"Not to mention that there are traces of your master in Yingzhou. Even if there are no traces of him, you would definitely come here."    

"Why? Because the Southern Wasteland is separated from the Yingzhou by a boundless ocean. Others will regard it as a great terror, but you will only think of conquering this ocean!"    

"So, you will definitely cross the ocean and come to the Yingzhou." Ye Xinghe smiled and pointed to the floor.    

"Where will you go when you come to Yingzhou? It's very simple."    

"In your heart, you value tradition and authority. Just like in Southern Wasteland, you build bridges to make up for the roads and rent Spirit Boat. You nurture many merchant caravans, and the God Sect radiates them in all directions. You will take in all the sects in the world as your disciples and lead all the cultivation sects by planning step by step. "    

"In your subconscious mind, you will think that the center of Yingzhou is the most important place, so you will definitely head north and reach the center of Yingzhou."    

The more Ye Xinghe spoke, the smoother his speech became, and the more excited he became.    

He poured himself a cup of wine, raised his head and drank it.    

"That's just a vague location. This Yingzhou is so big, wouldn't it take me decades to find you?"    

Ye Xinghe clapped his hands, "At that time, even after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't find you."    

"Later on, I changed my way of thinking and changed it to your way of thinking."    

"You just arrived at a strange place. What would you do? Find a direction, find treasures, and train yourself!"    

"You're proficient in pill and equipment forging, and you even have an extraordinary understanding of scholarly classics and the profound meaning of Buddhism. You even have extraordinary attainments in astrological divination and divination."    

"Are you unfamiliar with the places in Yingzhou? It doesn't matter! Follow the positions of the Big Dipper and follow the direction of the dragon veins in the mountains and rivers. "    

" Because the spiritual energy in these places is the densest, and the chances of treasures being nurtured are greater as well. You'll definitely come to these places to search for treasures or cultivate cultivation techniques! "    

Ye Xinghe placed the wine cup on the table.    

He dipped his hand into the wine and wrote on the table, drawing a map.    

"The mountains and rivers of Yingzhou are north and south, and this is the starting point of the dragon veins. The Lijiang River flows from east to west, and interfaces with the mountains and rivers here."    

Ye Xinghe circled the map on the table.    

"And this is Luo Ning County."    

"We have decided on this small county. Where will you go?"    

Ye Xinghe smiled.    

He pointed at the flag with the words "Zhu Xian Cloud" written outside the window.    

"In your heart, you are incomparably arrogant. You are used to looking down at this world with the attitude of looking down on all living things."    

"In your eyes, all deities and buddhas are nothing. They can be destroyed with a flip of your hand."    

"This small county doesn't have any other good places to go, so you can only come to this restaurant and make do with it."    

"You will definitely go to the roof too, because you are used to trampling immortals and buddhas under your feet. This' Zhu Immortal Stop Cloud 'is not good enough for you!"    

"Because you feel that you are more noble than all immortals and buddhas! Stronger than all immortals and buddhas!"    

"You say..."    

"Right?"