"Hmph, I don't know what Senior Sister is talking about!" Leng Aotian was stunned, then replied in a cold voice.
Chasing girls? How could such a thing happen to Leng Aotian!
"Perhaps I misunderstood." Wang Ling sighed and continued, "That's good. Fellow Daoist Yan and Fellow Daoist Lu are obviously a good match. If you have some feelings for Fellow Daoist Yan, you should quickly calm down so as not to get caught up in it and affect your cultivation."
Leng Aotian was able to become the Holy Son of the Tianji Pavilion not because his great-grandfather was the Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion. As a person with a lifespan of a thousand years, the Pavilion Master had witnessed the life and death of many of his descendants. Leng Aotian was able to become the Holy Son mainly because of his own strong talent in cultivating immortals.
Wang Ling was several decades older than Leng Aotian, and had watched him grow from a little brat into a mature man. Even so, she had been attracted to him when she first met him.
But she was born with reason, knowing that Leng Aotian was an arrogant and picky person with extremely high standards, and would not look down on any female cultivator in the sect. So, she quickly withdrew the trace of delusion that should not have existed.
Later, when she saw Junior Sister Zhu flirting with Leng Aotian, she could easily see the impatience, even disgust, in his eyes. At that time, she was always thankful for her sobriety.
She also knew that Senior Brother Jiang cared about Junior Sister Zhu, and Junior Sister Zhu could not escape Senior Brother Jiang's control. She didn't need to say anything and could just wait.
In the past, Wang Ling would occasionally wonder what kind of woman a man like Shengzi would like and how he would react.
Now that woman has appeared, the Son of God's performance is - very poor.
Although the Holy Son has not yet realized that he treats Fellow Daoist Yan differently, by the time he realizes it, it may be too late.
No, that's not true either.
It's too late now. How could a woman like Fellow Daoist Yan not have admirers around her?
Seeing the look on Daoist Lu's face towards Daoist Yan, Wang Ling knew that Daoist Yan wouldn't be able to escape his clutches either. Daoist Yan's attitude towards Daoist Lu was also unusual. In short, the Holy Son had no chance!
So, Wang Ling gave Leng Aotian her advice - to calm down as soon as possible so as not to affect his cultivation.
However, Leng Aotian did not appreciate it: "Senior Sister, you are overthinking it. Before the sect's spiritual veins are restored, I don't have the mind to think about love."
Leng Aotian looked at Lu Wuxiu coldly, then looked away.
Wang Ling saw it, shrugged and said nothing more.
"It seems this place doesn't have much besides these murals." Nianshu walked around the cave and made his final assessment: "Judging from these murals, the person behind this has great respect for the Ice Immortal Lord. We can infer that this person behind this has at least a thousand years of cultivation."
"Why couldn't it have been painted by someone who, after reading 'The Legend of the Ice Girl,' worshipped the Ice Fairy Lord?" Zhu Qingwu said unconvincedly, "Disciples like us in the Tianji Pavilion all admire Senior Bingnu very much. After all, our Tianji Pavilion is the descendant of the Five Elements Sect."
"Then as a disciple of Tianji Pavilion and the heir of the Five Elements Sect, how come you don't know that there is a special pigment on the murals? This pigment can only be produced by the secret method of the Five Elements Sect and it no longer exists in the world?" Nianshu asked, raising his chin.
"Ah?" Zhu Qingwu was stunned, and then stammered, "How do you know so much?"
"I read it in a book." Nianshu said as if it was a matter of course. Then he looked around and said, "This should be common sense, right?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, then shook their heads.
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"Holy Son, are the mechanical people who were exploring the tunnel just now similar to the ones in your sect?" Yan Baibai looked at Leng Aotian and asked.
"The core is similar. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me if I can't tell you, but the craftsmanship is much better than our Tianji Pavilion." Leng Aotian replied.
"The poisonous insects that take a thousand years to grow, the mechanical man with the same core as the Tianji Pavilion, and the pigments on this mural... where we are now, can't be the ruins of the Five Elements Sect!" Yan Baibai said, his eyes shining.
The territory that belonged to the Five Elements Sect a thousand years ago has long since changed. Even when Yan Baibai was very busy, he did not forget to collect some information about the Five Elements Sect, but because he did it secretly, he did not find any useful information.
Binglong had told her that Bingnv's favorite place was Bingfeng of the Five Elements Sect. And since they were in such a cold place, Yan Baibai suspected this was Bingfeng. The person behind this must have known Bingnv well, otherwise they wouldn't have chosen such a place to commemorate her.
"Impossible." Leng Aotian denied Yan Baibai's guess: "I asked my grandfather before, and he said that there are no Five Elements Sect ruins in this world anymore."
Seeing Yan Baibai's depressed look, Leng Aotian paused and explained, "I also asked Grandpa the reason, but he just shook his head painfully. He looked very sad. I didn't dare to ask again, but the ruins are definitely gone."
"This place might have been left behind by a powerful person from the Five Elements Sect."
When looking at the murals, everyone took down the things hanging on their bodies to show respect. Now that they were about to leave, everyone took their bags with them.
Shi Lidan suddenly raised his hand and whispered, "Shh, I think I heard someone talking."
Everyone stopped what they were doing, and for a moment you could hear a pin drop in the cave.
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