All five elders had arrived, and they were very aggressive. Combined with what Feng Shaoqing told him today, Yan Ling knew that the person who came this time was not good.

"I wonder what the elders are doing, and where are you taking your disciples?"

Yan Ling pretended to be stupid.

"snort!"

Elder Xuancheng shook his sleeves vigorously, snorted coldly, and said confidently: "Qing Yanling, don't you know what you did? Colluded with the demon clan, and now all the major sects have come to our Spirit Sword

Send a crusade! If we don’t hand you over, our elders will have done their best!”

Colluding with the demons...all the major sects came to attack...hand her over...

After understanding what Elder Xuancheng said, Yan Ling felt half-hearted when she saw that the other elders had no intention of standing up to speak for her. They seemed to be united with Elder Xuancheng.

These elders whom he had loved for so many years, now encountered such a thing, they indiscriminately insisted that they were colluding with the demons, which greatly disappointed Yan Ling.

No matter how much explanation there was, it was useless. Yan Ling's eyes dimmed, he took the initiative to stretch out his hands and said calmly:

"Let's go, I'll go with you."

As soon as Xuanji woke up, he saw this scene - seeing that the disciple he had just brought back was about to be taken away by the elders again, he felt heartbroken. However, his body was too weak at the moment and he could not replace him.

The disciple stood in front, only hating his own incompetence.

"Ling'er! No... elders, my disciple has not done anything against the right path. Please don't take her away!"

As he said this, he got out of bed to stop the elders.

However, Elder Guangyuan, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, slapped him on the bed again. Elder Guangyuan shook his head and said: "Xuanji, I know that you are eager to protect your disciples, but Yan Ling must be locked up in order to appease the sects at the bottom of the mountain!"

Among the elders, only Elder Guangyuan is more reasonable.

"Why are you talking to him so much?" Elder Xuancheng's sonorous voice rang out again. After rebutting Elder Guangyuan, he fixed his eyes on Xuanji, "But you have ignored the sect's rules many times. Don't

I thought we wouldn’t do anything to you because of your high cultivation level. Once we finish dealing with your good disciple, it will be your turn!”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and set up an invisible barrier in front of Xuanji's bed.

Seeing the barrier, Xuanji became even more panicked. In desperation, he coughed violently again.

Hearing the master's cough, Yan Ling slowly turned around, looked at Xuanji, whose face was already red, and gently comforted:

"Master, don't worry, the elders won't do anything to me!"

After saying this, Elder Xuancheng cast a spell on his fair wrist and tied it with a chain as thick as half a fist.

"Let's go!"

In the end, Yan Ling was taken away by the elders. Xuanji stood up and slapped the barrier in front of him desperately. However, this barrier was jointly developed by the elders. Even if Xuanji had entered the third level of the Tribulation Stage,

There is nothing he can do, not to mention that the spiritual power in his body has been drastically lost.

…

The matter had to be considered in the long term, so Yan Ling did not go directly to meet the sects who were eyeing him. Instead, he was first imprisoned by the elders in the dungeon of the Lingjian Sect and waited for his fate.

The dungeon is dark, damp, and chilly to the bones.

However, Yan Ling, who must have set foot in this place for the first time in her life, felt very familiar. It was here that the master she had relied on so much over the years had removed her spiritual roots...

That dream passed through Yan Ling's mind again, and hatred surged into his heart. Yan Ling couldn't help but shudder...

A mysterious cave.

There were only a few disciples under Xuanji, and now they were being imprisoned, grounded, and healed. Only "Xie Tian" was still free.

At this moment, senior brother "Xie Tian" crossed his hands on his chest, looked at the peach tree in front of him that was exactly the same as the one he saw in Zhu Zai's stolen dream, and snorted angrily.

"Daughter red? Married? Beloved?"

Yun Qitian's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a dangerous aura. He looked straight at the peach tree in front of him, and when he turned his eyes, a peach branch fell to the ground as if it had been chopped down by an axe.

Then Yun Qitian raised his chin disdainfully, and the fallen peach branches also moved following the flow of his eyes——

The broken edge of the peach branch is just right for digging a hole in the ground under the peach tree.

The pit was dug deeper and deeper, and the messy scene was incompatible with the colorful scene of fallen peach trees.

After a while, the peach branch hit a hard object while digging the hole, making a crisp sound.

At this time, Yun Qitian's eyes became even more fierce, and the peach branch suddenly lifted up, lifting the wine jar in the soil and falling to the ground.

It can be seen that this wine jar is several years old.

In an instant, a scent of wine exploded in the yard - honest yet refreshing.

I didn’t expect Xiao Lu Ding to be quite good at choosing wine!

It's a pity that this jar of wine will not see the sunshine of tomorrow!

Just as Yun Qitian was about to open the lid of the wine jar, his heart suddenly tightened for some reason. He realized that something was wrong. He quickly sensed the location of the small furnace cauldron through the spirit jade, but through the illusion he saw her huddled in the

In a corner of the Spirit Sword Sect dungeon.

"This idiot!"

Seeing the pitiful look of Xiao Lu Ding hugging his knees, Yun Qitian couldn't help but cursed angrily, but went to the dungeon without hesitation.

…

Spirit Sword Sect Dungeon.

Yun Qitian revealed himself, cast a spell and came to the dungeon of the Spirit Sword Sect. Looking at the petite figure in the corner, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

Although the Lingjian Sect's dungeon is large, few disciples come in to be punished, and Yan Ling is probably the only one in the past six months.

Just as she was kneading the hay on the ground boredly, she suddenly saw Yun Qitian's figure, her eyes lit up, and she said in surprise:

"How did you come!"

He clearly knew that the small furnace cauldron had no other meaning, but when he thought of the red girl in the yard, Yun Qitian couldn't control the tone of his words, and said in a strange way:

"What? I'm disappointed that it was me who came to save you, not your good master?"

Yan Ling didn't understand why Yun Qitian always mentioned the matter of her master, but when she realized that Yun Qitian was here to save her, she had no intention of arguing with him about it.

"You want to take me away?"

Yan Ling reiterated.

Yun Qitian thought that Xiao Lu Ding didn't believe it, so he boasted of his strength and said, "Is this a simple dungeon for the Spirit Sword Sect? I can take you out easily."

But what he didn't expect was that instead of showing admiration, Xiao Lu Ding rejected it outright:

"I can't go out with you!"

Yun Qitian was puzzled: "Why?"
Chapter completed!