Chapter 207 Baibai Mountains Young Master Yang Ling did not explain too much,...
Young Master Yang Ling didn't explain too much, he just shrugged and said, "You can do it."
Just when Ye Lu was still thinking about what to say, the Yang Shi below chirped softly.
Hearing the voice, Yang Ling glanced down, smiled slightly and said, "We're here."
Yang Ling reached out and patted the feathers on Yang Shi's back. The big bird immediately understood its master's intention. It flapped its wings in the air, circled for a while, and then slowly descended, finally landing in front of a mountain.
At first glance, the mountains look ordinary, just like a desolate wilderness without any mysterious power.
Only when Ye Lu and the other two's feet touched the ground did they realize that something was wrong with the mountain opposite. There was strange power, but all of it was hidden underground and difficult to detect.
The ghost scholar couldn't help but look at it several times. This was the first time he had seen such a situation.
Yang Ling also came down at this time. He raised his hand, and the originally huge bird chirped softly, and shrank to the size of a palm. It stayed on Yang Ling's shoulder obediently, rubbing its little head against its master's angular chin dependently. Only after Yang Ling did he have time to look at Ye Lu and the other two.
Yang Ling explained: "This is the gathering place for this Seeking the Origin Meeting - Shanlin Cave. It was originally the territory of the academy. The location of the Seeking the Origin Meeting changes every time. We are lucky this time." When saying the last sentence, Yang Ling also looked up and glanced at the mountains, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Ye Lu raised his eyebrows. Is this good?
Yang Ling led the way while explaining, "The last time we went to find the source, I remember it was in a swamp in the south. It wasn't even the academy's territory. The group of people we brought there all relied on the power of the Blood Grudge-level Tricksters to survive. They also said it was because of the weird plants in the swamp. It was best to be near the swamp."
Compared like this, how can the conditions not be considered good?
Once you enter the mountain range, you'll suddenly see a bright new view. The entire mountain has been hollowed out. There are attics in the mountain, each carved with beautiful patterns. Some of the attics even have a strong mysterious aura, and it's obvious that someone is living there.
What was beyond Ye Lu's expectation was that the number of people attending this source-seeking meeting was much smaller than Ye Lu had imagined.
Ye Lu looked around and estimated the number of people in his mind. There were less than a thousand people. Among them, there were some Guishi who were responsible for guarding. The number of Guishi who were actually responsible for planting was very small. As soon as a group of people came in, someone came up to greet them and said with a smile: "Do you have the letter?"
The cultivation level of this strange warrior who came towards him was not low, at least at the Qingyou level. His aura was also very gentle, so he should have an auxiliary talent.
Yang Ling was in the front row. When he heard someone asking, he raised his chin and said coldly, "Yes."
"It turns out to be Young Master Yang Ling." Yang Ling's fame can be seen from this. As soon as Yang Ling opened his mouth, the inquiring ghost recognized Yang Ling's identity and his tone instantly became much gentler.
"Those few should be the ones who get the new seals." After saying this, the cunning man looked at Ye Lu and the other two with a smile, and spoke as a matter of course.
Ye Lu nodded, took out a letter from his arms, and imitated Yang Ling's movements to hand the letter to the ghost warrior opposite. The ghost warrior who came to greet him did not take the letter directly. He took out a letter made of jade from his arms, and held it against the letter in Ye Lu and Yang Ling's hands from a distance. The ghost power blended with each other, and the ghost power in the letter instantly weakened a lot.
"Okay, the letter has been confirmed." After doing everything, the trickster put away the jade and said, then raised his hand and led the way in a direction behind him: "Everyone, please follow me, the source search will start soon."
Yang Ling also put away the letter. Seeing Yang Ling's actions, Ye Lu also learned to put away the letter.
Yang Ling explained in a low voice: "The Xunyuan Society's letter will generally not be taken back. What they took was just the strange power in the letter. Once the strange power disappears, the letter will be useless."
Useless letters are naturally left to the invitationer's own ideas.
Ye Lu nodded. He looked around and found that they were indeed the last batch, just as the strange man who picked them up had said.
Suddenly, an old voice came from behind, and it seemed to be said by the person who came in right after them: "It seems that our luck is average. We happened to meet a group of ignorant guys at this time."
Upon hearing this, Ye Lu turned around and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
I saw a huge group of people behind me, about dozens of them, leading them was a middle-aged strange man, dressed in a scholar's robe, with an ordinary appearance, except for his temperament, which made his originally ordinary appearance look elegant. Unfortunately, these temperaments disappeared as soon as he opened his mouth.
The middle-aged ghost warrior's aura was not very strong, only about the Qingyou level, and the ghost energy around him was also mild. At first glance, he was obviously an auxiliary ghost warrior.
Ye Lu narrowed his eyes. He always hated people talking to him in a condescending manner. The last person who dared to do that was the little bird Yang Ling, and then he beat him up.
"I? I was wondering who it was? It turns out you are from Baibai Mountains. Why didn't your elder come this time and sent a small follower like you?" Yang Ling also heard the voice. He turned around and saw, oh, it was an old acquaintance.
What kind of temper does Yang Ling have? His bad temper is well known to passers-by, and he immediately went back in a sarcastic tone.
The middle-aged man in the lead seemed to be choked by Yang Ling's words. After a long while, he said coldly: "You have sharp teeth and sharp tongue."
"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like this? Even if your elders are here, they may not dare to say this to me." Yang Ling didn't care at all. He sneered and said sarcastically, "Excuse me, he is also the young master of the top force in this Xunyuan Club."
What the hell are you?
"So what?" The middle-aged cunning scholar quickly calmed down. The Source Seeking Association doesn't care what kind of power you are. He looked at Ye Lu and the others beside him, then turned back to look at Yang Ling. He seemed to see something, and there was disdain in his eyes, but he quickly hid it: "The quota of the Source Seeking Association was wasted by you like this?"
"Originally, when I heard that you gave the quota to a small force, I thought I had heard it wrong. Young Master Yang Ling, who has always looked down on our force, is actually acting crazy. I never expected it to be true. So, do you want to use that golden tangerine as ghost food for the Source Seeking Meeting? Or are you ready to give up this Source Seeking Meeting?" The two middle-aged ghost masters Ye Lu were very straightforward and their eyes fell directly on Yang Ling.
Young Master Yang Ling sneered and said, "You know nothing."
He was really too lazy to talk to these old fogies. Their thinking was completely rigid. No matter how much you explained to them, it was useless. They would only explain with their own thinking.
For example, they felt that it would be impossible for a small force to cultivate a rare strange plant, and it would be impossible for a new force to master the strange plant cultivation technology that surpassed theirs.
In this case, explaining to them would just be a waste of energy.
Bai Bai and Qing Cong's faces also turned cold. They felt that Yang Ling relied on the power behind him to act recklessly. He had given him some advice with good intentions, but was scolded like this instead.
As expected, he doesn't know what's good for him.
Bai Bai Qingcong took a few steps forward, passed Ye Luyangling and his group, and walked towards the attic in the center of the mountain without saying anything more.
Instead, Ye Lu and Yang Ling watched their backs disappear.
Yang Ling raised his eyebrows, wondering if the people from Baibai Mountain were so bold this time. Why were they so arrogant in front of him?
Afterwards, Yang Ling felt that it was unusually quiet nearby. He turned around and saw that Ye Lu was quietly looking at the backs of a group of people disappearing in Baibai Mountains, as if thinking about something.
"Brother Lu?" Yang Ling couldn't help but ask. It was rare to see Ye Lu showing such an expression. Originally, Young Master Yang Ling had always called him Lord Chongshan, but when they were traveling together not long ago, the ghost scholar and his men were there, and they both called him Brother Lu. Yang Ling couldn't help but change his words.
Now he calls him Brother Lu all the time, more smoothly than anyone else.
Ye Lu calmed down the strange feeling in his heart, sorted out his thoughts, and then slowly expressed his feelings: "Something is wrong."
"There's something strange about the aura of these people."
When Yang Ling heard this, he raised his eyebrows and asked in surprise: "What's weird? Is it a strange aura? It's quite common to see strange flesh and blood when searching for the source."
"It's not a strange aura." Ye Lu shook his head, overturning Yang Ling's guess, and turned to look at the ghost scholar beside him. The ghost scholar was more familiar with this kind of aura, so he asked: "Ah Ghost, do you feel it?"
"A little bit." The ghost scholar said solemnly, "But it's different from what I've encountered before, so I can't confirm it."
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