Ling tripod

"Let the dead rest in peace, let the living rise up, and let this Bingling City no longer be a dead city!"

Chu Yan's eyes were like lightning, and every word sounded like thunder in the old man's ears.

"Who are you anyway?"

The old man's face suddenly changed, and a trace of shock flashed in his cloudy eyes as he asked.

"The new Lord of Bingling City!"

Chu Yan's aura suddenly rose, with the word 'responsibility' in his voice.

"You, are you really the new Lord of Bingling City?"

The old man asked with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"I am Chu Yan, the new Lord of Bingling City! What do you call me uncle?"

Chu Yan took out the city lord token and said again.

"Lord City Lord, you must not call me this, my surname is Ling!"

A look of respect flashed in the old man's eyes. Under current circumstances, those who dare to come to this icy dead city are either mentally ill or a generation of strong men with great ambitions, and the young man in front of him is obviously the latter!

"Mr. Ling, I don't know what your position is as the city lord here. Can you tell me the current situation of Bingling City?"

Chu Yan said again, instinctively feeling a sense of respect for the old man Chu Yan in front of him.

"My name is Lingcang, and I am the only general in Bingling City. Lord City Lord, please follow me into the city. Let me tell you slowly!"

As soon as Chu Yan mentioned the current situation in Bingling City, the look in Mr. Ling's eyes dimmed again.

"Let me push you!"

"Thank you City Lord for your kindness, I can still do this by myself!"

Mr. Ling had a rare smile on his face, and with a little finger, the light flickered on the wheelchair when he sat down, a formation appeared, and the wheelchair moved on its own.

"This wheelchair is also a magic weapon?"

"Haha, after I broke my leg, I couldn't move easily. I just did random research on my own. The Lord of the City made me laugh!"

Looking at Chu Yan's slightly surprised look, Mr. Ling smiled.

"It seems that Mr. Ling has a deep understanding of battle tactics!"

Chu Yan said again that the person who could inscribe formations on magic weapons was at least a formation master. It was obvious that Mr. Ling had great attainments in formations.

"Hey, what can I do? Lord City Lord, please follow me into the city!"

"good!"

Chu Yan agreed, and the old man and the young man walked towards the city lord!

After walking for about a few hundred meters, blood stains could be seen everywhere on the ground, and the blood stains were obviously fresh!

"Hey, city lord, I don't know, but just yesterday, the city lords of the three cities in Dujue Valley came to collect the monthly payment!"

Mr. Ling sighed and said helplessly.

"Monthly money?"

"Since the death of the previous city lord half a year ago, our Bingling City has been controlled by the three cities of Dujue Valley again. They will come to collect monthly money at the end of every month. Our Bingling City is in such a bad situation and wants to accumulate this large amount of money. The only way to earn the monthly money is to hunt monsters in Xueyun Mountain on the north side, or try your luck in the few spiritual stone veins that have been almost dug out! If you want to kill people, you will also capture some of my city lord’s cultivators to use to make poisonous poison!”

Looking at Chu Yan's confused eyes, Mr. Ling gritted his teeth with anger in his voice.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Chu Yan's heart trembled when he heard this. He didn't expect that Bingling City had become like this. He blamed himself a little, and the next moment his voice was full of coldness: "Don't worry, Mr. Ling, my people are not who You can kill them all!”

Mr. Ling didn't speak, but he felt comforted in his heart. He could feel that Chu Yan's words came from the sincerity!

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, Chu Yan finally saw the inner city.

As soon as he entered the city, Chu Yan felt his heart tighten, as if he was being held tightly by a big hand!

As far as the eye can see, there are only dozens of pedestrians in the huge street, but they are empty and empty, without a trace of spirit, like a body without a soul, like a zombie!

"City Lord, don't blame me. Over the years, I, Bing Ling City, have suffered too many hardships. However, the people above are not allowed to leave. They want us to continue to guard here. Anyone who leaves will die. Those who stay here will die." , but they are struggling in the hands of those demon cultivators as if they were alive. They were not like this before, but now...hey!"

Elder Ling sighed again, with endless sadness in his voice.

These cultivators in tattered clothes passed by Chu Yan and the two of them, but they seemed not to see them.

"Those who are still mentally alive now have gone to Xueyun Mountain to save their monthly money for the next month. Now the remaining people in the City Lord are almost mentally broken under the strong pressure. Don't blame the City Lord!"

Elder Ling sighed again. After hearing Elder Ling's words, Chu Yan didn't know what to say.

Continuing to move forward, a crazy long-haired girl appeared in Chu Yan's sight. There was a long scar on her face. Without this scar, her appearance would definitely be considered good.

"This girl's parents were killed by a demon cultivator six months ago. She was afraid of the demon cultivator's humiliation, so she scratched her face with a knife, and this is what she looked like after that! Hey!"

Elder Ling's sigh made Chu Yan feel more and more uncomfortable. Although he was used to the cruelty and ruthlessness of the world of immortality, such behavior was really against humanity and made people feel resentful.

After walking for more than ten breaths, a big man with an unkempt appearance appeared in Chu Yan's sight. He was sitting alone on the street corner, laughing and crying, with pain in his eyes!

"Bingling City was captured three years ago. At that time, this man was seriously injured and collapsed on the ground. He watched his wife being humiliated by the demon cultivator. He has been like this since then!"

Elder Ling sighed again, his eyes filled with guilt, unwillingness, and deep powerlessness.

…

Along the way, he didn't see anyone in a similar state. Mr. Ling would tell a miserable story, and Chu Yan's mood became more solemn.

"There are these things that can be seen, but there are so many things that cannot be seen, Du Jue Valley!"

Chu Yan's usually plain face turned extremely cold at this moment, and he almost bit out the last three words.

"Why!"

Mr. Ling sighed again!

"Bang bang bang..."

Suddenly, the sound of collisions reached Chu Yan's ears.

What caught the eye was a young man about sixteen or seventeen years old. His fists were constantly hitting an ancient tree in front of him. In front of the huge ancient tree, his body looked so weak, but his pair of fists were full of The calloused fist violently hit the ancient tree. The ancient tree was shaken, which showed how powerful it was. Looking at the ancient tree, there were dozens of deep depressions. It seemed that it was no longer unknown. How long has this kid been doing this?

The young man's face was full of determination, and there was no trace of darkness in his eyes, but incomparable anger. If it were an ancient beast in his body, Chu Yan had a feeling that when he saw this young man, it was as if he had seen the past. I, the one who once had my spiritual roots destroyed and struggled to persevere!

He couldn't help but his eyes lit up and he asked, "What's this kid's name?"

"This son's name is Xu Li. He has just turned sixteen this year. Ten years ago, when he was six years old, his whole family was killed by a demonic cultivator. God made a fool of himself and he did not have spiritual roots. From that day on, The first is that he began to train his physical body like crazy. He has been training for ten years, and now even ordinary cultivators in the middle of the Foundation Establishment period are inferior to him in terms of physical strength alone!"

Speaking of this, there was finally a hint of relief in Mr. Ling's cloudy eyes.

"Let's go over and have a look!"

Chu Yan said, the two of them walked towards the young man.

"Grandpa Ling, it's you. How many times have I told you that your body can't be exposed to the cold wind all the time? Why don't you pay attention!"

The young man said to Mr. Ling with a strange look on his face. He suddenly noticed Chu Yan, who was dressed in white and was incompatible with this ice city. He asked Mr. Ling doubtfully: "This eldest brother is..."

"Ali, this is the new city lord of our Bingling City. Our Bingling City is now saved!"

Elder Ling knew that the young man had always been heartbroken. Although he didn't know how far Chu Yan, the city lord, could go, he still said immediately.

"Your Majesty the City Lord, I have finally come to welcome you. My dear Xu Li, I would like to pay my respects to the Lord City Lord!"

The young man was so excited that he knelt down on one knee. Although he had been working hard, it was impossible for him to take revenge on his own. He also didn't want to drag others down. Only the city lord was his only hope. Although he knew that Bing Ling was now The situation in the city is very bad, but this is the hope in the young man's heart.

"Are you willing to be my apprentice?"

Chu Yan looked at the young man and did not help him up. Instead, he smiled lightly.

"Sir, what did you say?"

Xu Li's body shook suddenly, and he suddenly raised his head and said to Chu Yan with a shocked look on his face.

The eyes of Mr. Ling on the side were also full of astonishment. Although Xu Li was physically stronger, he had no spiritual roots. Otherwise, Mr. Ling himself would have taught him what the Lord of the City meant.

"Do you want to avenge your dead parents? Do you want to fight into the three cities of Dujue Valley? Do you want to regain your long-lost dignity?"

Chu Yan spoke eloquently and asked three consecutive questions that directly hit Xu Li's heart.

"My lord, I think so, even in my wildest dreams!"

The boy's eyes were red, he clenched his fists, and almost shouted.

"Be my apprentice and I will help you achieve all this!"

Chu Yan said lightly and in an unquestionable tone.

"But sir, I, I don't have spiritual roots!"

When Xu Li said this, the light in his eyes dimmed. If he had spiritual roots, how could he be like this with his hard work? He hated God for being unfair!

"My other identity, the young master of the Celestial Body Sect, joins my sect and becomes a body cultivator. I am very optimistic about you!"