Daoist, he doesn't understand love

Ling Weiyun thought to himself: That's really not good.

Inexplicably, he was pulled into Ti Ye's illusion, and returned to Ti Ye's youth, and was forced to watch Ti Ye's young boy grow up in his mind. He stayed in the illusion for a year or two, which is actually quite a long period of time. But when he came back to reality, only half of the night had passed—he didn't really want to recall the remaining half, and felt a dull pain in a certain part when he thought about it.

In one night, so many things suddenly appeared in his mind, so that Ling Weiyun felt a little bit of a time lag.

But of course there is no need to mention these to the other party, Ling Weiyun said: "Fortunately, I just didn't know there was an illusion in the Miaoyin Pool, so I accidentally fell into it."

Mingji smiled and said: "It's because of me. I haven't told you about it. This wonderful sound pool itself is a huge illusion. If you are in it, if you are not calm, you will be easily sucked in and give birth to your own illusion. If you don't wake up in time, you will get lost in your own illusion and never come out again."

Ling Weiyun: "..." Did you say it too lightly?

Since the consequences are so serious, shouldn't they be reminded in the first place, and why should they be stuffed into the wonderful sound pool?

Thinking of Ti Ye's painful struggle in the Miaoyin Pool, Ling Weiyun suddenly felt that after so many years, the relationship between Ti Ye and this father still hasn't improved obviously, and it's not without reason.

The sufferer Ti Ye's face was quite calm, and he didn't have any strong reaction to Mingji's unreliable operation.

He said: "It seems that I should thank you for remembering in time and bringing us out of it. Otherwise, if you came later, we would have come out by ourselves."

But the words that came out were obviously not so pleasant, with a gun and a stick.

Mingji frowned slightly, and said, "Ti Ye, what do you mean by that?"

Ti Ye said: "It's nothing interesting, thank you for giving me such an unforgettable night."

Mingji looked a little helpless, as if he looked at his rebellious child and didn't know how to discipline him. After a long while, he sighed and said, "Ti Ye, after so many years, I know you have always hated me. To save you, I had no choice but to attack your elder brother, and you also betrayed my clan in a rage, and went to the heaven instead—but you also know that the situation at that time was beyond my control, you Brother wants to kill you wholeheartedly, can I sit idly by?"

Ling Weiyun was taken aback for a moment, not knowing that there was such a reason for Ti Ye's ascension to the Upper Realm at that time.

Ti Ye didn't refute this either, but with a look of impatience on his face, he said, "Why are you bringing up these things now?"

Mingji said: "I don't want this matter to lie between you and my father and son. After all, he is dead, and now you have a new person by your side. This is also your own choice. I didn't force you. Maybe you still want him?" Remembering a dead person all the time?"

Ti Ye frowned tightly, as if he was already very displeased, and said: "If you open your mouth, you will be dead if you shut your mouth, can you stop mentioning him in front of me?"

Mingji said: "I'm just stating this fact to you."

The atmosphere between the two fathers and sons suddenly became very stiff, as if swords were on the verge of breaking out.

Ling Weiyun was caught in the middle and wisely decided not to speak.

But the conversation with his son broke down, and we couldn't continue the conversation. Obviously, we had to change the topic to someone else. Mingji looked at Ling Weiyun, who was silent, with a slightly relaxed expression, and said, "By the way, your name is Lin Ye. right?"

Ling Weiyun reacted, and then realized that this was a random name he had given up when he was robbing the bride. Lin Ling was already homonymous, and it was not easy to pick the rest of the name from his own name. At that time, Ti Ye was in front of him, so he simply So he snatched Ti Ye's name and used it, so Lin Ye was born out of nowhere.

Ling Weiyun nodded slowly, but fortunately the other party didn't seem to notice anything unusual, smiled, and said: "Even the name is similar to Ti Ye, so it's very fate."

"Yesterday you performed really well on the stage. Even I have rarely seen this kind of swordsmanship." Mingji smiled slightly and asked caringly, "I don't know who you studied under."

Sure enough, waiting for him here.

Ling Weiyun lifted his spirits and said, "I haven't worshiped any master. I have been practicing swords since I was a child, wandered with some swordsmen, and read some sword manuals, so I have learned some miscellaneous things."

Quietly, Mingji seemed to be contemplating for a moment, and said: "I see, although your swordsmanship is good, some moves are not very smooth, and some styles are not the same, which is not what should be in a set of swordsmanship. , I think it’s because your studies are too complicated.”

Seeing what he said, Ling Weiyun's heart was very clear, and his eyes were indeed vicious. At that time, he did deliberately change his sword moves in order not to be seen.

But from what Mingji said, he seemed to have seen the problem with his swordsmanship, but he didn't doubt his words.

He didn't wait to breathe a sigh of relief, but he heard Mingji say: "Yesterday I saw you kept using the sword with your left hand, are you good at left-handed sword?"

Ling Weiyun nodded and said, "I use the left-handed sword."

Mingji hummed, pondered for a moment, and said again: "What about your right hand, is it slightly worse than your left hand, or do you never use a sword?"

Ling Weiyun was not sure what he meant, if he said he could use his right hand, what would he do? Could it be that he wants to try it with himself?But if it is said that the right hand is never used, it is too absolute, I am afraid it will be easier to pass through.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Weiyun said: "The right hand is also good, but it's not as good as the left hand. I didn't dare to push it too hard on yesterday's occasion, so I used the left hand."

Hearing this, Mingji hummed again, but didn't speak for a while.

Ling Weiyun was in doubt for a moment, and secretly glanced at Ti Ye, who gave him a reassuring look, but his face was also gloomy and uncertain.

After a moment of silence, Mingji suddenly said: "You are good at the left hand, although the right hand is not as good, it's okay if you think about it, I'm very interested in your swordsmanship, why don't you and I come to learn from each other?"

"No."

Before Ling Weiyun could speak, Ti Ye opened his mouth first, his face had already darkened, he was very ugly, and said: "He can't fight you."

Mingji raised his eyebrows and said, "Why?"

Ti Ye said: "Yesterday he faced everyone in a round-robin battle, and it took only one night. He hasn't slowed down yet, how can he fight you?"

Mingji pondered for a while, and said: "It's okay, it's just a discussion and exchange, and it won't be too hard for him."

Ti Ye still did not agree.

Mingji looked at him, seemed a little puzzled: "Huh?"

Ti Ye thought about it for a while and couldn't find an excuse, but probably because he was really impatient, he gritted his teeth suddenly, and said, "Besides, we two had a bridal chamber last night. He is very tired now and has no energy to talk to you." beat."

Ling Weiyun: "..."

Even Mingji had an expression on his face that he didn't know how to describe.

He looked at Ti Ye, then at Ling Weiyun with a stiff face, his face moved slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't think it was appropriate, so he restrained himself, showing a more serious expression instead .

Silence.

Mingji paused, and said, "Okay, since that's the case—"

"I'll fight you."

Ling Weiyun suddenly said.

Hearing this, Ti Ye was startled, and looked at Ling Weiyun, but the latter gave him a cold stare as a warning.

Ti Ye's unspoken words were blocked in his throat by this look, and he became quiet immediately, with a reluctance still visible on his face.

Mingji said with a smile: "Really? I think Ti Ye seems very worried about you."

Ling Weiyun said: "Your Majesty said, it's just a discussion, it's over, isn't it? I believe Your Majesty won't be serious with this junior."

But he was asking Mingji for a gold medal to save him from death.

Mingji smiled and said: "Naturally. Besides, with your sword skills, you don't have to worry about these things."

After finishing speaking, Mingji raised his sleeves and stood up from the throne. He threw off his scarlet robe that stretched from the high seat to the ground below the three-story platform. He was only wearing the black tunic underneath. Tightly tied, dressed in a strong outfit, it seems that he is already ready for a fight.

The two stood in the middle of the hall, and seeing Ling Weiyun's hands were empty, Mingji asked him, "Where's your sword?"

Of course it is impossible for Ling Weiyun to call out Bingxiao, let alone now he can't call it out either, so he just said: "I don't have a sword."

Mingji frowned, and said: "Since there is first-class swordsmanship, how can there be no first-class saber."

Then he said to Ti Ye: "Don't you still have a weapon made from fragments of the ancient divine weapon? You can borrow it from him."

Just as Ti Ye was about to answer, Ling Weiyun spoke first: "No."

"The ancient gods and martial arts are high-level weapons, and they all recognize the master. The juniors are inferior and can't control His Highness's gods."

Ti Ye just opened his mouth, but he couldn't close it yet, but he changed his mouth wisely and said, "Yes, he can't use my sword."

Mingji looked at the two of them, seemingly helpless, and said, "Okay."

Then with a wave of his hand, a row of weapon racks suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, Mingji said to Ling Weiyun: "Then you can choose whatever you want."

According to Ling Weiyun's words, he chose a long sword. The blade is made of fine steel. Although it is not as good as a magic weapon, it is still very sharp, and it has some weight in his hand.

Mingji also chose one of them, and according to his words: "Since you don't have your own weapon, I don't want to bully the younger generation, so I'll take a sword casually and be stubborn with you."

After each selected their weapons, the two stood back in the hall again.

Mingji said: "There are no rules in this competition, it's just a discussion, it's just casual, it's up to the point."

Ling Weiyun nodded and said hello.

Ti Ye interjected at the side: "There is still no harm to life!"

It's just that the two people in the field had already drawn their swords and raised their swords, and they didn't listen to him at all.

As the king of the demon world, Mingji's cultivation and attainments should not be underestimated. As soon as he drew his sword, he carried a mighty force, like a black cloud pressing down on a city, or like a strong wind breaking down, he pressed down on Ling Weiyun with full momentum.

Before the sword arrived, Ling Weiyun lifted the sword to block it, but was agitated by the mighty sword energy and retreated straight. After a few feet, he managed to stand upright. The wrist holding the sword felt numb, almost unable to hold it. live.

As expected of the Lord of the Demon Realm, his strength is indeed very strong.

Ling Weiyun thought to himself, although he didn't dare to reveal that his right hand was better at wielding the sword, and he didn't dare to reveal his moves in front of Mingji, so he just hid his clumsiness and reluctantly dealt with it, but he knew very well in his heart that even if he With full spiritual power, even with all your strength, you may not be able to defeat your opponent.

The self 300 years ago hadn't ascended yet, so his strength must have been weaker than now. No wonder he was almost knocked out of his wits by Mingji.

It is said that it is a sparring, and the point is over. Ling Weiyun also showed that his strength is far inferior to him, but Mingji did not restrain his spiritual power and murderous aura at all. One sword was more fierce than the other, and Ling Weiyun went straight to the end of the road. force.

Being attacked so imperceptibly by the other party, Ling Weiyun's fighting spirit has actually been aroused in his heart, especially he himself wants to know, if he goes all out, between him and Mingji, who is stronger and who is weaker, who wins burden.

He was holding the sword, with veins popping out of the back of his hand.