The Great Elder was afraid that they would quarrel again, so he hurriedly said: "Leng Peiran, are you willing to go to Binglang Palace?"

Leng Peiran was very tangled in her heart. Based on her original intention, she was naturally unwilling to agree; however, she knew very well what kind of disaster it would bring to the sect if she did not agree! She has been practicing for more than a hundred years,

We have long been accustomed to the phenomenon of jungle being eaten by the strong in the monk world. Many times, a monk with a higher realm can crush someone to death! What's more, the gap between Lianyun Sect and Binglang Palace is definitely not just one level!

"I……"

"Xiao Ran!"

Glancing at Ye Ning and seeing his sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, his face full of anxiety and heartache, Leng Peiran suddenly felt a force in her heart, an impulse that made her willing to make a decision regardless of everything. [ ] She said decisively.

: "No! I will never leave Lianyun Sect. No matter how powerful Shuiling Shenjun is, I just want to be myself!"

Yan Ruxi's eyes widened. She thought she had heard wrong. She was completely surprised for a moment. At this time when everyone was struggling for opportunities, someone actually kicked away the big opportunity that came to her door. It was really incredible.

"Have you decided? Haha. Do you think that if you don't come to Binglang Palace, the soul of the Water Spirit God Lord in your body will not awaken? Impossible! You are destined to forget everything in this life and regain the glory of the God Lord!"

"impossible!"

After hearing this, Leng Peiran was startled and took a few steps back. If all her memories were lost, would she still be her? What was the difference between dying and dying? If that was the case, she might as well fight now!

Ye Ning held her hand tightly and said, "Xianzi Yan, please leave. Xiaoran doesn't want to leave."

"Haha! What if I have to take her away?"

"Then step over my body!"

"Ye Ning!" the great elder shouted, "What are you talking about? You haven't returned to Zimulg Peak yet!" Ye Ning is the heir of the Lianyun Sect passed down by the great elder, so naturally he will not let him make any mistakes.

Seeing that the great elder was angry, Ye Ning hurriedly passed on a piece of spiritual knowledge: "Great elder, this matter is related to Ye Ning's life's happiness, and I ask you to fulfill it. Don't worry, I have already reached the third level of the "Diamond Body Refining Technique".

If you take a spiritual enhancement pill, even if you can't win this battle, you can definitely save your life."

The Great Elder pondered for a moment and then said through a message: "That's fine. Yan Ruxi has a very high spiritual power, is proficient in sound skills, and attacks with spiritual consciousness are very difficult, so be careful."

Ye Ning was also a little uneasy. He knew that if he wanted to defeat Yan Ruxi head-on, it would be extremely difficult, so he might as well play some tricks. Thinking of this, he smiled and said to Yan Ruxi: "Fairy Yan, you are Binglang

The Palace Messenger is a monk in the later realm of His Holiness, and I am just a third-generation disciple of the Lianyun Sect, a small spiritual monk. If we fight, it will inevitably affect your reputation if word spreads. Well, Ye has a way.

I wonder what the fairy thinks?"

Yan Ruxi saw that his face was full of anger at first. After thinking for a moment, she actually laughed out loud, knowing what revelation he had received from the great elder. However, she was not worried at all. What big waves could a small spiritual person make?

?"Okay, let's talk about it!"

"Fairy, let's have a gambling fight. If I win, Leng Peiran will stay, but if not, you take her away!"

"What kind of gambling?" Yan Ruxi frowned slightly. She had a feeling that this seemingly impulsive and honest boy was actually full of villains and was very gloomy.

"If you can't capture me within ten breaths, I will win! Otherwise, you will win!"

"Ten breaths? Are you sure?" Yan Ruxi was shocked. It seemed that he had taken advantage of this bet, but it was actually fair. The time of ten breaths was extremely short for ordinary people, but for ordinary people,

For a monk, it is long enough.

"Yes, ten breaths!"

Yan Ruxi felt a little uneasy when she saw his firm expression, as if he was confident. However, she is a venerable after all, how could she be frightened by a little spiritual monk? I'm afraid, her soul and Dharma form left her body, and Ye

Ning couldn't resist even half a breath!
Chapter completed!