"Xiao Ling, you are back, how about you? Huh...what is this?" Ye Fan, who was outside the dormitory, walked in and was shocked when he saw what Ye Ling was playing with in his hand.

The blue jade gloves look so good, with crystal clear body and blue as the sea. Although they are not magical at this time, their materials are more than most jades on the market.

"The spoil I just obtained," Ye Ling laughed silently when he saw Ye Fan's disobedience and did not explain too much. In fact, this thing was the same in the later stage.

Compared with the roots of the mother's qi, the immortal cauldron and the immortal medicine obtained by Emperor Ye Tian in the future, it is 108,000 miles away. But at this moment, things made of this material are particularly precious, and mortals are naturally surprised when they see it.

"You have to keep this thing!" Ye Fan solemnly reminded.

"It's okay, I'll let you see it," Ye Ling flipped it around, and Lan Yu's gloves disappeared out of thin air and were put into the reincarnation pool by him.

"You... have really embarked on the road of cultivation! What kind of supernatural power is this? Teach me!"

"Haha, brother, you're so impatient. You'd better practice the boxing technique I gave first," Ye Ling stood up and left: "I have something to do, I won't come back tonight. If you check the bed, remember to cover me."

"Wait..." Before Ye Fan finished speaking, Ye Lingren had disappeared.

In the battle with Zhu Linhuang, he suffered a great loss and needed a safe and quiet place to regulate his breathing for a period of time.

This time, Ye Ling casually chose a hotel near the school and went in.

After Jingxin sat on the bed, Ye Ling's mind was immersed in the secret realm above her head.

This is a strange space, with endless darkness everywhere. All the vague gods in the center are sitting cross-legged, and a mysterious divine light above them shines everywhere.

Around the gods, there are many magical dragons, immortal phoenixes, Tai Chi, Qilins, divine swords, mountains, Jiuyouzi, thunder and other magical ones composed of runes.

It seems like being in the fairy world, a place for immortality.

In fact, these sacred fairy spirits and immortal weapons are all made of ancient scriptures, treasures and secret techniques that Ye Ling is involved in, and this shows his powerful foundation.

However, at this time, these fairy spirits were still very dull and not agile enough, which was related to Ye Ling's current state in the early stage of Daluo Cave Temple.

After Ye Ling's mind entered the divine body, the silent secret realm immediately changed. Two sharp sword-like divine lights lit up on the divine face of the god, and he stood up.

The immortal spirits and immortal weapons from all directions rioted, and various Taoist sounds and Zen sings sounded, shaking the void, and at the same time, rays of light fell from the light source above the head.

Nourish the gods and make Ye Ling's exhausted mana full again.

After he recovered, the Reincarnation Pool trembled slightly and sent a message: "Do you exchange Blue Jade Gloves for a chance to fish?"

After a moment, Ye Ling nodded in agreement: "Yes!"

Although this blue jade glove is good, it is far less valuable than what Ye Ling caught from the reincarnation pond for a long time.

So it is totally worth it to redeem fishing opportunities.

The mind entered the system space where the reincarnation pool was located. Ye Ling's blue jade gloves quickly turned into a blue fishing rod and flew into his hands.

At the same time, the mysterious water of the reincarnation pool gradually became clear and revealed a corner that Ye Ling could see clearly.

"A divine source the size of a fist, a dragon scale grass, a divine material... The value of these things is almost the same as that of the Blue Jade Gloves, some are slightly taller, and some are even worse than that of the Blue Jade Gloves," Ye Ling was a little surprised.

He vaguely understood that this was a fishing similar to a sacrifice. The more precious the things offered, the higher the quality of the things that can be caught.

After Ye Ling observed, he threw the fishing line in the direction of the Dragon Scale Grass, but unfortunately, he failed to hit the divine source the size of a fist.

When the fishing line penetrated into the reincarnation pond, he was completely out of control. From this point of view, this fishing method has a certain chance of failure.

Although this time, it was not the treasure medicine that was caught, it was quite good. The fishing rod trembled gently and brought the divine source that was emitting auspicious color into his hands.

When the precious divine source was started, the blue jade fishing rod dissipated like smoke. When Ye Ling exited the space, the divine source was also brought out, and the rolling energy was flowing in his hands.

"It's just enough for me to digest it for a while," Ye Ling turned the foundation part of the divine shape fist to absorb the divine source in his hand.

"Crack..."

The bones in his body were making crisp squeals, and golden vortexes floated on the surface of his body. Each vortex corresponds to a human body's main acupoint. After the ten main acupoints light up like a lamp, the divine source was exhausted.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Weird cries of insects echoed in the room.

In a vague way, a single-horned golden divine ant carrying the eternal starry sky appeared in Ye Ling's body. After flashing for a moment, it turned into several golden runes and disappeared deep in the flesh and blood.

Judging from Ye Ling's Daluo Cave, several secret realms in his body are glowing, and the secret realm gate that was originally closed due to acquired turbidity is gradually emerging.

One after another, like pearls, illuminating the endless darkness in the human body, and wisps of clear light flowed in the flesh and blood.

"Hu~" After everything was calm, Ye Ling slowly opened his clear eyes.

With just one practice like this, he felt that he had at least had a thousand pounds of power.

After opening the curtains, you can see that night has gradually come and it is time to go to the appointment.

After going downstairs to pay the money, he left in the obsessive gaze of the young lady at the front desk. Then, in the dark night, he turned into a hazy light smoke and came to the abandoned factory on Hebing Road at a speed that ordinary people could not imagine.

This place was originally a well-known factory nearby, but time has passed and has now become an unmanaged ruin.

At night, it became a gathering place for many gangsters. At this time, the scar-scared man "Xiaojie" in Liu Yunzhi's mouth was sitting carelessly on the steps in front of the abandoned factory.

At this moment, he was holding a cigarette in the corner of his mouth and a bottle of beer in his right hand. His expression was relaxed, and his triangular eyes had sharp eyes like a knife.

There were still the following people during the day, some stood, some were half-squatted, and some were sitting directly beside the scar man.

Huangmao took a deep breath of the cigarette sandwiched between her fingers and sniffed: "Brother Jie, do you think that boy really dares to come? We have so many people."

"Well, there were so many people present at that time, that kid was just talking about the scene in front of people..."

"No..." The scar man took off the cigarette filter from his mouth, then took a deep sip of wine, and said, "Actually, I always thought that boy looked familiar before, but if I had seen that little white face, I would never forget it."

"I thought about it for a long time on the way back, and finally remembered that it was not that I had seen that boy, but that I had seen that boy's eyes..."

"Eyes?"

"Yes, I've seen that look in a murderer and a desperate person!"

"How to say it? It's probably lawless, he will be revenge and be rebellious..."

After a pause, the scar man said this and concluded: "That's a natural...thug!"

"So, he should come. During the day he is very confident in his strength and can get back the place. If he doesn't come, I'm wrong."

“…”

In the night, Ye Ling almost melted into the darkness, and under the bright moon in the sky, it was like a touch of ink that could not be washed away.

While they were chatting, Ye Ling had already appeared silently. When he heard the Scar Man's comment on him, he subconsciously touched his chin.

Quite a fair evaluation...

He is indeed a thug at heart, advocating power and likes to insert folding knives on the negotiating table.

My favorite thing is to crush it with unparalleled power. Any conspiracy and tricks that will evaporate in the world in an instant.

And hold grudges, be cautious...

In the earlier years, I said that my friends live well, and my enemies...hehe...

"You really know me. Now you don't look like a gangster at all," Ye Ling's voice drifted with the evening wind.

All the guys who were laughing and laughing stood up nervously. The scar man picked up the wine bottle, looked up at the roof, and saw Ye Ling who was gradually manifesting himself.

"Damn...how did this kid get up?"

"So tall..."

"Sb...how cool you are waiting for you to climb down and fuck you to death!"

......

Ye Ling did not mean to hide his strength at all at this moment. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his toes lightly, and the next moment he melted into the void.

When he was caught by everyone's eyes again, he was already in the middle of the group of people, with his slender and powerful right hand pinched the neck of a gangster who had just scolded him the most. He lifted him up violently, and then slowly increased the force...

"Uh...uh...uh..." His face was flushed with red hair and purple, and he waved his limbs frantically, struggling, fear surging like a tide, he didn't want to die...

"Maybe, you think you're very straightforward, and it's no big deal to curse. Maybe you won't be guilty of death, but I just want to... kill you!"

"Click!"
Chapter completed!