System Rescue Cannon Fodder

Chapter 78

Yan Ling: "I was discovered? I should be very secretive..."

No matter what she said now, she still has the cultivation level of the late Yuanying period, and some elders of the Wanjianzong also have this level of cultivation. Except for the suzerain and the unborn ancestors, she can't think of anyone who can find her traces.

Shi Cheng said contemptuously: "You have been running to a place where the birds don't shit for more than half a year, and you have been isolated from the world!"

"You know this as well?"

Shi Cheng: "Think about the plot, what major event happened at this time."

Yan Ling suddenly realized: "Maxiu~"

In fact, demon cultivators have always existed, but their whereabouts are secretive, they will not show up easily, and they dare not show up.

The reason why demon cultivators are despised by the righteous way is because their cultivation methods are crooked, using human essence and blood to cultivate with the souls of ordinary people.

It is rumored that in ancient times, there was a great demon cultivator who once slaughtered the people of a city and used their grievances and souls to cultivate.

In the end, it was wiped out by the Justice League of Monks.

Rumors are rumors after all, and the authenticity cannot be determined. The main purpose is to tell everyone how evil and terrifying the magic cultivator is.

Shi Cheng: "Yes, demonic cultivators have been rampant during this period, often causing harm to nearby people. They have also sneaked into the sect several times, so the sect has been under martial law."

Yan Ling snorted, so is this outsider talking about her? Does it have anything to do with Moxiu's appearance?
Yan Ling: "Let's rest at your place for a night, take me to see the suzerain tomorrow, and help me inform my master by the way."

After speaking, he went to the bed and let out a comfortable sigh.

Shi Cheng looked at the woman lying on his bed in large characters, and his disgust was beyond words.

"Get up, you sleep here, where should I sleep?"

Yan Ling didn't move, and said lazily, "You can just meditate for one night. I haven't slept in a decent bed for a long time."

Shi Cheng had no choice but to sit on a futon nearby and practice all night.

Early the next morning, he hurriedly took Yan Ling to meet the Sect Master Wan Jian.

The suzerain was very surprised when he saw her: "Ruan Yuan! How could you..."

Yan Ling: "It's a long story."

"You can speak slowly."

"I still won't say it, it's nothing important."

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At this time, Mu Yang, who was notified by Shi Cheng, arrived in a hurry.

As soon as he saw Yan Ling, he grabbed her and looked at her carefully several times, his eyes fixed on her.

If it wasn't for the time when she disappeared, Mu Yang had gained several pounds, and she would have thought that she had started a chapter of master-student love.

"Ruan Yuan, it's good that you're fine, as a teacher I thought you... thought you really escaped with the secret land of Qingshan!"

Originally, when the other factions poured dirty water on Yan Ling, he didn't believe that she could make the secret land of Qingshan disappear, and he didn't think that his apprentice had such great ability.

If the Qingshan Secret Realm could really be subdued, it would have been taken away long ago, how could it be occupied by several sects together.

But when the elders of Supreme Harmony Hall, Bliss Hall and other sects attacked Yanling, she escaped the siege of so many high-ranking monks and disappeared instantly.

At that time, Mu Yang couldn't help but start to doubt in his heart, could it be that the secret land of Qingshan was really taken away by her?
Mu Yang: "Shouldn't you take it?"

Yan Ling: "No."

The suzerain came out in time and said: "Don't worry, even the sect you took will protect you. If you didn't take it, we will definitely help you seek justice."

The Qingshan Secret Realm is a huge treasure house, and there are countless treasures in it. If the Qingshan Secret Realm is really on Ruan Yuan, they protect Ruan Yuan, and they also protect the Qingshan Secret Realm for the sect.

It's not that they don't have the friendship between teachers and students, but that people always put their own interests first.

Yan Ling: "It's not on me, I didn't take it, do you want to help me seek justice?"

Mu Yang: "Then why did you teleport away in the first place? Teleportation is not something you can use at the early stage of Golden Core."

"It's just a little secret to escape."

Yan Ling glanced at Mu Yang indifferently, but she wasn't too disappointed. The pair of master and apprentice hadn't been together for a long time.

Mu Yang has always been very kind to her.

It's just that when the interests are at stake, I have a little doubt about her.

Suzerain: "You were once a disciple of Wan Jianzong, and we will not make things difficult for you, so you can leave now."

It means that you are not a disciple of Wan Jianzong now, we didn't embarrass you, it's not bad, leave quickly, don't be an eyesore here.

"Oh, bye."

Yan Ling turned and left without hesitation.

Shi Cheng was about to go out in a hurry, and leaned beside her and said, "Are you not angry?"

"No."

There is nothing to be angry about, and there is nothing to bear grudges. This is the world of cultivating immortals, and everything is based on strength and interests.

If she herself is a bystander, she will also suspect that the secret realm has been taken away by her, which is normal.

At least Wan Jianzong didn't callously ask her to search for her soul, and performed a soul search technique on her.

Originally, he planned to return to Wan Jianzong, or be a disciple of Hidden Sword Peak, and lead them away in the future, but it seems that Wan Jianzong didn't want to recognize her as a disciple.

She also doesn't have the habit of putting a hot face on a cold butt, so she might as well be alone!

Yan Ling Yujian went down Wanjianzong and landed in a village at the foot of the mountain.

As soon as he landed, he saw a demon cultivator sucking the soul and essence of human beings.

Yan Ling passed with a sword.Stabbed him to the core.

She worked so hard to do the task, but in the end she only got a few percent of her soul power, and these demon cultivators actually took one bite at a time.

Yan Ling's heart was extremely unbalanced, and you ate up all of it at once, are you going to leave a way for others to survive?

You don't need to help people counterattack, and you don't complete the task, just suck up other people's souls, and eat the king's meal!
The one who was rescued was a teenager.

In fact, Yan Ling's body is only in her teens, about the same age as him.

However, the world of cultivating immortals has never judged age by appearance. Maybe a teenager or girl on the outside may be an old soul that has been hundreds or even thousands of years old.

The young man saw that she killed Moxiu with a single sword, so he decided that she must be an old monk with advanced cultivation.

He fell to his knees with a plop, without saying a word, and kowtowed three times to Yan Ling.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

The voice was so loud that Yan Ling was so startled that she didn't have time to help him up.

"What are you doing? You don't need to be so polite, it's just a matter of raising your hands. When you see the injustice, you yell and draw your sword to help..."

Boy: "Please teach me fairy art, I want to avenge my parents and kill all demon cultivators!"

Yan Ling choked up her words and asked, "Your parents..."

"died."

Yan Ling sighed, raised her hand slightly, and supported the boy's body with a gentle force.

Just being lifted up, the boy knelt down again.

"Please teach me fairy art!"

Yan Ling frowned, she was a loner now, she had no sect, no power, it was really inconvenient to take him with her.

"Please teach me fairy art!"

The boy repeated it again, his head hit the ground again, and his forehead had already started to bruise and bleed.

Yan Ling hurriedly said: "Teach me...get up."

The boy stood up, his face was pale, only his forehead was a little red, and his body shook a little unbearably.

He was already sucked by the magic cultivator, and knelt on the ground and kowtowed non-stop, his body must be not working well.

Yan Ling stretched out her hand to support him.

"What's your name, how about Lingen?"

(End of this chapter)