Above Pingding Mountain, two disciples of Guyun Sect rode and patrolled as usual.

One looked at the dark red sky and said, "It's evening, it's time for us to change shifts." The other one breathed a sigh of relief: "It's finally over, I'm so bored, go back to have a meal."

"Wait, what is that?" The disciple of Guyun Sect who spoke first set his eyes on the sunset that was almost falling into the mountain. A big bird flew towards them with its back against the sunset.

"Yi Meng? It's Yi Meng! It's back." The disciple of Guyun Sect showed joy and slapped the crying back of his neck and said, "Come on." He obediently obediently and rushed towards the big bird.

When the two disciples approached, they realized that there was someone they didn't know standing on Hongjing's back. He was wearing black clothes, and the same black mask only showed his cold eyes. It was Ling Xi.

"Stop! Who are you!"

The disciple stopped Lingxi and asked him to stop.

Without Ling Xi's mouth, Hongjing hovered in the air and flapped his wings to let them retreat.

Ling Xi touched his waist, and it was empty. He didn't know where his Guyun Sect waist card had fallen, and he couldn't find anything to prove his identity.

"I'll ask again, who are you?"

"I am Ling Xi." Yin Ru's old voice came from under the mask, and there was no fluctuation.

"How is that possible?" The two of them looked at each other. Ling Xi was the same generation as them and was quite young three years ago. "Then let's take out your waist card certificate!"

"My waist card is lost, let me meet the current sect leader."

"Just kidding. Elder Haoran ordered that no one without Guyun Sect's waist card would be allowed to enter the mountain." The two of them held their weapons tightly and looked at Ling Xi vigilantly.

"What's going on? Why are you standing here? Let's change shifts." Meng, who had a grudge with Ling Xi three years ago, led another person to replace the shift. Seeing the three of them confronted each other, he asked.

"Senior Brother Meng Huan, this man claims to be Ling Xi, and he can't take out his badge, so he insists on breaking in. What should we do?" The disciple of Guyun Sect asked for instructions when he saw that it was Meng Huan.

Meng Huan frowned and glanced at Ling Xi with his soul. Although Ling Xi was dissatisfied, he did not speak.

Meng also sneered and said, "This person cannot be Ling Xi. The face under his mask is just an old monster. Besides, Ling Xi has no news for three years after escaping from the sect. Maybe he would have died long ago."

"What do you want?" Ling Xi asked after hearing this.

"How? Of course, I'm trying to see if you are Ling Xi!" Meng Huan waved, and all the six long swords behind him were unsheathed, and they were all spiritual weapons. The sword blade pointed directly at Ling Xi, emitting a unique dazzling light of spiritual energy.

"Send me here." Ling Xi said with a word, and Hongjing at her feet immediately understood, and threw Ling Xi towards Meng Huan with a tail swing.

Ling Xi summoned a black earth sword in his hand. This is the symbol of the sixth level of the Di Di Shenling. Not only is he more proficient in the soil, but his hardness is also a magic weapon that is more powerful than stainless steel and comparable to mortals.

Ling Xi mistook a spirit sword in the air, passed through the gaps between the other spirit swords, rotated for several weeks, and kicked Meng Huan off the bird's back with his inertia and stepped onto crying and back.

Meng still screamed and fell from a height of several hundred feet. Although he would not fall to death, it would be certain that he would be resting in bed for a while.

The other three Guyun Sect disciples were stunned. They never expected that Meng was defeated so easily by Elder Haoran.

Ling Xi glanced at the three of them and signaled the crying and landing under his feet.

When Ling Xi landed on Pingding Mountain, the three disciples suddenly realized, lit the red rocket and rushed into the sky, and used their spiritual power to shout at the four main peaks: "Not good! Someone invaded Pingding Mountain!"

Haoyun was on the way to Pingding Mountain. He saw a blood-red rocket rising. He heard the news of the invasion and couldn't help but change his face, urging Ti to speed up immediately.

When he got there, the first thing he saw was Meng Huan, who was lying on the ground and was unaware of life and death. He caught a man in black standing on the spot, looking up at the statue.

"Dare to invade my Guyun Sect! The trash of the royal court, today is your death!" Haoyun summoned a spear and jumped down and stabbed Chao Lingxi.

Ling Xi heard the movement behind her back and looked back. Seeing that Hao Yun was coming with red eyes, he did not dare to easily resist his weapons, and dodged to the side. Hao Yun stabbed the sky with a shot, refused to give up, and approached Ling Xi one after another.

Ling Xi had no choice but to approach Haoyun and held his spear when he was furious and lost his mind.

The handle of the spear quickly formed ice slag, and it was frozen with Haoyun's hand. Seeing this, Haoyun shouted loudly, smashed the ice slag with spiritual power, and forced Ling Xi to retreat.

Seeing that this move was not good, Ling Xi summoned the long sword and fought with Haoyun for several rounds.

Haoyun was secretly frightened. He didn't remember that Wang Ting's younger generation had such a powerful opponent. Since Lingnan died in the cliff country three years ago, Wang Ting's younger generation has never been able to rise up and has no momentum to fight against Guyun Sect.

"Stop." Ling Xi was exhausted and retreated and opened the distance to Haoyun.

Haoyun couldn't help but feel relieved when he heard this old voice. It turned out that his opponent was an old man, so it was natural that he was so strong.

"It's me, Ling Xi!" Ling Xi shouted loudly, making Haoyun stunned.

Haoyun stopped, looked at Ling Xi carefully, and then asked for a while: "How could you..."

"Let's talk less and let them all stop." Ling Xi looked at the disciples of Guyun Sect who rushed over after hearing the news, and even many disciples from the previous generation who had already practiced to the point of being able to break the ground.

"Dear brothers and sisters, please listen to his explanation first." Haoyun held the spear on the ground and clasped his fists to the disciples of Guyun Sect around him.

Everyone else whispered, watching Ling Xi, who was still unknown.

Hongjing fell to the ground, trembling with shock, protecting Ling Xi behind him, baring his teeth to warn the group of disciples who can break the realm.

The whisper was louder. They all knew what kind of divine object Yimeng was. It was only familiar with Ling Yingxi during the three years of Guyun Sect and never paid attention to them. He must be Ling Xi so intimate.

Ling Xi slapped Hongjing's back, signaling him to move aside and look into a part of the sky.

"Sect Master?" The others' faces changed drastically and they said one after another.

Du Yu looked at Ling Xi with a cold expression, as if he was sure whether he was true or not.

"Ha, senior, you finally broke through. I have said that I am not interested in taking over your position." Ling Xi smiled, regardless of his decadent voice.

Du Yu smiled in a blink of an eye and confirmed that the person in front of him was Ling Xi. He went downstairs to Ling Xi and asked, "Why are you back?"

Ling Xi shook her head and said nothing, unwilling to explain these things, and asked, "Sect Master, how are Yingxi doing?"

"She?" Du Yu looked puzzled: "She stayed at the Peak all year round and didn't come out, and I don't know her situation. Zi Lan should know."

Zi Lan said it as soon as she was wearing a light red robe as usual, and her face was still as young as three years ago. As a human-like fox lineage, she had no change. She fell to Du Yu and asked Ling Xi: "Are you Ling Xi?"

She really didn't want to believe that the person who looked old in front of her was Ling Xi. Three years ago he promised to take him back to the cliff, but she didn't expect that she would take him for three years.

"It's me. Yingxi..."

"She hasn't spoken for three years." Zi Lan's words shocked Ling Xi.

"Three years ago, the second prince of your Tianwu Empire sent another cliff. I refined an alchemy to cure her. But since she learned about your disappearance, her personality has become more and more withdrawn and she is willing to stay alone. In the past three years, she has built a house on the top of the earth peak and lived in it to practice. She will only stay at the top of the earth peak when it is sunrise and sunset..."

Ling Xi heard that the second prince sent cliff herbs to cure Ling Yingxi, except for some surprises. He already owed the second prince a lot of favors. If this continues, even if the second prince wants him to vassal, Ling Xi will not be able to refuse.

"Take me to see Yingxi." Ling Xi took the initiative to ask to go to Difeng. He knew that Ling Yingxi became like this because of him. Ling Xi was full of guilt. She disappeared for more than three years, and I don't know how many days and nights Ling Yingxi had worried about it.

"It's not good for you to see her now." Zi Lan declined and pointed to Ling Xi's mask.

Ling Xi suddenly realized that Ling Yingxi saw that he had become like this, and it was hard to guarantee that he would do anything.

"We prepare a set of spiritual outfits for you to block the soul and vision detection to prevent her from seeing it." Du Yu thought for Ling Xi and put forward this opinion. The so-called spiritual outfits are clothes made of special spiritual herbs with spiritual energy. They can not only prevent the soul from entering, but also block the sight of ordinary people.

"Okay." This was exactly what Ling Xi wanted, so he naturally agreed.

Haoyun came to Ling Xi and apologized and said, "Junior Brother Ling Xi, sorry, my fault. If you don't recognize you, just do it. You are not injured."

Ling Xi waved his hand and said that he was not seriously injured, and asked back: "What's going on with the Wang Ting that Senior Brother mentioned?"

"The king's court was too bullying. He attacked our sect once a few days ago, so we were so cautious. You happened to be back today and caught up with the martial law of our disciples. By the way, why did you hurt Junior Brother Meng Huan?" Haoyun asked the question in his heart.

"He is not in harmony with me, you know, I just punished him a little, and nothing will happen."

"Ling Xi," Du Yu interrupted the conversation between the two and said to him: "Come with me. I'll give you the clothes."

Ling Xi followed Du Yu to the main hall at the top of the back mountain. He had never been here. The main hall was simple in shape and was covered with dust everywhere, as if it had been abandoned for a long time. Du Yu didn't care at all, and took Ling Xi all the way to the deepest underground in the hall. There was a bunker here, surrounded by formations to prevent anyone from invading.

Du Yu used a key to open the door. Ling Xi looked around and found that there were all kinds of spiritual weapons and techniques inside. Anything here would cause a bloody storm. At this moment, they could only lie in the dark and dull ground quietly covering the dust.

Du Yu ignored these things and went straight to a sealed box. The box was ordinary in shape, and except for the carved patterns on the outside, there was no abnormality, just an ordinary wooden box.

With a squeak, Du Yu opened the box. He took out a set of black clothes from the inside. There was also a mask on the top. The inside of the mask was hollowed out, and the two eye holes were specially designed. Only a ball of darkness could be seen from the outside.

"You should be glad that you are lucky. This is the clothes left by the first sect leader when he was young. After being put in for thousands of years, you are the second person to wear it."
Chapter completed!