One month later, Ling Xi skillfully picked a herb from the rocks.

"Gan Mu, there are still twelve plants left." Ling Xi raised his head and looked deep into the mountains, moved his sore arms for a few times, grabbed a vine and swung towards a tree crown with the force.

Ling Xi had almost never been idle this month. Whenever he had time, he came to the mountains of Guyun Sect to find herbs that could refine his body for Xiao Ling. Apart from the main peak that he had not been to, the Guyun Sect had never been to, so he was only left behind the back mountain.

"If this continues, I should be able to recover in half a month." Xiaoling's tone was also full of joy.

"Well, the harvest is pretty good today." Ling Xi raised his hand and picked a herb. He was about to put it in his pocket when a dry hand suddenly appeared and grabbed his wrist.

"This is my own." An old man in rags leaned against him at some point, broke the herbs from his hands, and put them in his arms.

Ling Xi was a little at a loss. He didn't notice the old man approaching him at all. Xiao Ling also said vigilantly in his mind: "Ling Xi, you have to be careful, I can't feel his existence at all."

"Senior, who are you?" Ling Xi thought he was the 16th generation disciple, and he couldn't help but speak politely and asked tentatively.

"Hmph, I'm nothing, don't bother me." Unexpectedly, the old man didn't want to take his tricks, waved his hand and pushed him away, and wanted to jump off the tree and leave.

Ling Xi couldn't help but feel a little angry and deliberately stepped on the old man's branch.

The old man caught off guard and fell from the tree, fell on the grass and held his waist, cursing at Ling Xi, "You bastard, dare to plot against me."

A soul attacked Ling Xi's feet and broke the trunk of his tree. Ling Xi quickly jumped to another tree. Unexpectedly, the branches of the tree suddenly broke. Ling Xi jumped up before he could recover and then fell heavily to bite the mud.

"Hahaha, let you kid cheat me." The old man pointed at Ling Xi and laughed.

Ling Xi spitted out the leaves in his mouth and stood up angrily. However, the old man's figure disappeared at some point and could not find him.

Ling Xi glanced around, Xiaoling held back and said with a smile: "Stop looking, he should have left. The soul can have such great destructive power, it must be a master who can break through the realm, and you deserve it."

"So what's going on with a break? I've fallen down too." Ling Xi comforted himself and climbed up the tree again in disappointment.

"Ling Xi," Haoyun pulled Ling Xi off the tree from behind: "You haven't participated in training these days, Elder Hao asked me to catch you."

"How did you find me?" Ling Xi said in confusion. Logically, he was in the mountains, except for those who had practiced their souls, it was basically impossible for him to find him.

Haoyun shook the sign in his hand: "The identity card that each of you issues is engraved with a small formation. The two elders can see your whereabouts through this sign connecting formation at any time."

"Can you be as far as you want?"

"You can only get within a hundred miles." Haoyun put away the sign and said to Ling Xi: "You have delayed the training these days. Originally, your realm is the lowest among us. If you don't work hard, you will probably be left behind by us for the rest of your life."

"Don't worry, I won't do it." Ling Xi was not in a hurry to break through. He was not under much pressure. As long as Ling Yingxi was there, it would be quite good for him to live like this for the rest of his life.

In the hall on the side of Tianfeng Mountain, Elder Hao crossed the trail in front of a group of disciples: "Hold your breath and concentrate, and don't relax."

All the disciples under the seat sat cross-legged, feeling the flow of spiritual energy in their bodies with their eyes closed.

"Elder, I've captured him back."

Elder Hao looked at Ling Xi and asked, "Ling Xi, I ask you, how did you practice the meditation technique you taught you a few days ago?"

Ling Xi smiled embarrassedly and said, "Go back to the elder, I feel a little bit."

"What does it mean to have a little feeling? You have the lowest realm, and you should feel the existence of spiritual power in your body, so that it is easier to break through." Elder Hao glared and scolded.

"The elder taught me a lesson, I was wrong." Ling Xi admitted his mistake when he heard the words and deeds, which made Elder Hao angry and unable to extricate himself.

Elder Hao snorted coldly and said with his hands behind his back: "You should take care of yourself. Today's training ends here, what should you do?"

The disciples stood up one after another, stretching their backs and complaining.

Ling Xi saw Zhang Yu and Zhang Yi and his brothers walked towards him. Zhang Yu took out a letter and handed it to Ling Xi and said, "The Second Prince gave it to you."

Ling Xi took the letter. Although they could not enter and exit the sect at will, they could still send the letter in through other means. He had known that both of them were the people who were placed in Guyun Sect by the second prince He Ci Yan, but he didn't know what the purpose was.

"I would like to remind you that the second prince gave Ling Yingxi the content of this letter." Zhang Yu's inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were beating.

Ling Xi opened the letter, and the few words on it made his face colder.

Ling Yucheng was defeated and captured, and the enemy country handed him over to the Southern Hungary. He said that there was only one condition, and he could ask Ling Yingxi to marry in the Southern Hungary to intermarry, so that he could let Nan Hungary exchange Ling Yucheng.

Ling Xi pinched the letter paper. Ling Yucheng had been fighting for decades and was defeated, but he could still be captured. I believe that it was the royal family instructing Ling Yucheng's soldiers to betray him so that he could fall to such a level.

Ling Xi did not care about the two people in front of him and hurried to Difeng.

Ling Yingxi had just finished training, but Ling Xi rushed towards him and asked loudly in front of everyone: "Have you read that letter?"

"What letter?" Ling Yingxi was a little puzzled.

"Sister Yingxi, there is your letter here." Zi Lan walked over and smiled, holding the letter in her hand.

Ling Xi grabbed the letter and tore it into pieces. Ling Yingxi stopped him and said, "Are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." Ling Xi's hand burst into ashes and burned the debris to ashes, panting: "Anyway, you can't see."

"You... know each other?" Zi Lan was caught off guard and did not stop Ling Xi. There were few others present when Ling Xi and Ling Yingxi met, and Zi Lan didn't know the relationship between them.

"Master Zi Lan Peak, this doesn't matter to her. If there is another letter, please hand it over to me."

"What do you mean? Is it a letter from my family? Let me see it?" Ling Yingxi also began to get angry and grabbed Ling Xi and questioned.

Zi Lan smiled slightly, "Sister Yingxi, I have read the contents of your letter with my soul. Do you want me to tell you? Ling Xi also has a similar letter on him."

Seeing that Ling Xi could not hide it, even Master Zi Lan Peak took the initiative to help her, and could only give her letter to Ling Yingxi.

Ling Yingxi read the letter, stood silently in the place for a long time, and returned the letter to Ling Xi and said, "I understand." After saying that, she turned around and left alone.

Ling Xi had no choice but to say to Zi Lan: "Master Peak, if you really read the letter, you wouldn't let me hand it over to her."

Zi Lan didn't know what Ling Xi meant, so she smiled mischievously and stuffed another letter into Ling Xi's hand and said, "This is a letter to you. I told you why I sent the letter to you to my Difeng. Since you know each other, I'm waiting to have your wedding banquet."

Ling Xi was not in the mood to joke with Zi Lan, so he opened the letter to check the contents.

Ling Xi, if you want to save Ling Yingxi, I will give you a chance. I have sent someone to Hungarian to redeem Lingyu City. This is thanks to the son of Khan beside you. If I don’t have him in my hands, it won’t be the final word.

Of course, I have conditions to do this.

You must defeat me in the Tianshi World Championship, otherwise, I have a way to get her to leave you. The Ling family is still there, and you will always be my minister.

Ling Xi tore off the first half of the letter and handed it to Zi Lan and said solemnly: "If Ling Yingxi comes to you, please be sure to hand over this note to her and not allow her to leave the sect."

Zi Lan took the note and asked in confusion: "What's going on with you? Why did she leave the mountain?"

"You will understand at that time. Please tell Ling Yingxi that she should not come to me during this period, and that I will go into seclusion." Ling Xi bowed to Zi Lan and left without looking back.

Late at night, the door of Zi Lan's room was knocked off.

"Enter." Zi Lan said, waved her hand to let the door open.

Ling Yingxi stood outside the door, lowering her head and refused to come in.

Seeing that it was Ling Yingxi, Zi Lan smiled and said, "Sister Yingxi, come in. She still doesn't have a rest when she is so late. What's the matter with me when I come to find my sister."

Ling Yingxi came to Zi Lan and whispered: "Master Zi Lan Peak, I want to leave Guyun Sect."

"What's wrong? How long have you just arrived in Guyun Sect and why did you leave?" Zi Lan said in surprise.

"I'm sorry, Master Feng. I have something to do at home and may not come back in the future."

Zi Lan remembered what Ling Xi said, and quickly took out a note and stuffed it into Ling Yingxi's hand and said, "You want to see this, Ling Xi asked me to give it to you."

Ling Yingxi looked at the content above, her eyes turned red and tried to stop her tears.

"Don't cry, Sister Ling Xi, what's wrong?"

Ling Yingxi told the whole story, and Zi Lan was even more angry than her: "The second prince is afraid that he doesn't want to live anymore and bully my disciple. What's his name? I'll come out to teach him a lesson."

"Sorry, Master Feng, I've caused you trouble. I can solve this problem myself. Did Ling Xi say anything else?"

"He?" Zi Lan was stunned for a moment: "He said he was going to retreat recently and told you not to look for him."

"Well, I understand." Ling Yingxi retreated, leaving Zi Lan alone in the room. She lit up a blue flame alone. She watched the flames gradually dissipate, and then sighed and turned off the lights.

At this moment, in the imperial palace of the Tianwu Empire.

"Ci Yan, do you really think your method is good?" He Lixin lies on the couch and asks He Ci Yan.

He Ciyan came to He Lixin, and respectfully knelt in the soft blanket and replied: "Father, after I ascend the throne, what I need is a minister who can replace Ling Yucheng. The Ling Yucheng in your hand is not easy to use for me. In my opinion, the only thing that can replace Ling Yucheng and use for me in the world is Ling Xi."

"What if you can't control him?"

He Ciyan responded with a smile: "He has the Ling family as a handle, no,"

"What if he really beats you in the Tianshi World Championship?" He Lixin himself was amused by what he said. What is Ling Xi's talent? Can he compare with He Ciyan?

"He cannot. After he loses to me in the Tianshi Tournament, I will make him kneel down and beg me to truly become my minister." He Ci's tone was confident and determined, and his natural imperial spirit.

He Lixin looked at his son and felt very relieved. In his eyes, only his son was qualified to be compared with the founding emperor for thousands of years.

Ling Xi sat alone in the moonlit night, using the quiet technique taught by Elder Hao before to flow through the mind veins of the whole body, controlling the spiritual power into the muscles and bones, and nourishing the whole body.
Chapter completed!