5000 years of urban cultivation

Chapter 480 My Apprentice Can Be Moved By You?
Just after Jiang Ling threatened Yuedu, he wanted to warn her to stay away from the generals and the others, but he didn't expect that a distant voice suddenly descended with majesty.

The moment the breath appeared, everyone in the audience knelt down on one knee and lowered their heads, their faces full of awe and fear.

No matter how arrogant a person is, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, he knelt on the ground obediently and didn't dare to look up.

Even Tsukiyomi bowed his head respectfully.

For a moment, Jiang Ling was the only one in the audience. The generals and the others did not respond, and stood still.

"You guys, why are you still standing there and saluting?"

A mighty voice like a bell rang in Jiang Ling's ears.

Just the sound waves in the voice disturbed the blood in Jiang Ling's body, almost forcing him to vomit blood.

"Why salute?" Jiang Ling's eyes moved slightly.

"Didn't your teacher teach you? Something uneducated."

Jiang Ling's eyes turned cold, but he didn't make a sound.

He probably guessed the other party's identity, probably the Hall Master.

"Could it be that in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, disciples have to kneel and salute when they see the Hall Master?" Jiang Ling secretly guessed in his heart.

But he really guessed it right. In the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, if you really want to gain power and influence, you have to work hard to break through and become the master of the hall.

Only the hall masters are the true inheritors of the Temple of Myriad Worlds, and disciples of other levels are also striving to become hall masters.

The Hall Master has many privileges, and being greeted by his disciples is the most basic privilege.

Jiang Ling really didn't know this rule, the master didn't teach him.

"Almost forgot, your master is Leng Yutong. Since it is his words, it is normal that you don't understand."

The loud voice continued to sound, but it made Jiang Ling very uncomfortable to hear it.

"However, since you already know it now, why don't you kneel down? There are other cats and dogs."

The cats and dogs in the mouth of the palace master are naturally the generals, Yuan Tiangang and the others.

They follow Jiangling, and they will do what Jiangling does.

Facing the question from the Palace Master, Jiang Ling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Didn't you say that my master is Leng Yutong."

"how?"

"Master, the old man didn't teach me etiquette, let alone kneel down, so I'm sorry, I can only stand, and I can't disobey my teacher's instruction."

Jiang Lingtou stood firmly on the spot, with a relaxed and contented look, which stunned everyone.

Is it reasonable for a co-author not to kneel down to the Palace Master according to the rules?

Moreover, this newcomer named Jiang Ling is too courageous, facing the coercion and intimidation of the Palace Master, he dared not to kneel openly.

For a while, a small number of people actually changed their views on Jiang Ling, inexplicably admiring him.

These days, he is probably the only one who dares to talk back to the Palace Master in public.

The hall master was at a loss for words for a moment, and the field fell into a deathly silence for a short time. After a while, the hall master spoke again:
"What a Leng Yutong, what a Jiangling, worthy of being a master and apprentice."

"It's fine if you don't kneel down. It's just a matter of etiquette and morality. I don't care about it with you, but there is another thing I have to tell you."

When he said the last word, a terrifying oppressive force suddenly came from all directions, and with a "bang" pressure, Jiang Ling knelt on one knee on the ground, and his kneecap was broken.

"Kakkaka..."

Jiang Ling was also stubborn, he gritted his teeth and insisted not to make a sound, resisting the severe pain and struggling to get up, he asked in a deep voice: "What is the other thing?"

"Uncle Jiang!" Bai Xiaotan exclaimed with widened eyes, and wanted to go to help Jiang Ling, but Jiang Ling stopped him with a wave of his hand.

With such strength, he couldn't resist, let alone Bai Xiaotan and the others.

Hearing Jiang Ling's question, Yue Du showed a cold expression to Jiang Ling before the Palace Master opposite spoke: "You don't know when you are about to die?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Ling frowned.

"Junior Brother Xue Hui is a disciple of my Promise Hall, and one of Master's most beloved disciples. You killed people in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, which violated the rules of the temple."

"Murder is not allowed inside the temple?" Jiang Ling frowned.

"Not only is murder not allowed, even fighting is prohibited. Once found, it will be severely punished. Killers will be sentenced to death and beheaded in public."

The deep voice of the palace master reached Jiang Ling's ears.

Jiang Ling frowned even deeper: "Since fighting is not allowed, why didn't you come out when they besieged me?"

"I didn't sense the fluctuations in the battle before." The hall master just said a word casually.

Jiang Ling's heart was extremely gloomy.

This is clearly aimed at him, but he is not the opponent of the palace master, and he has no choice but to resist.

Tianmai Soybean has just been used, and has drained Jiangling's energy, so it cannot be used again in a short period of time, and it is still not the opponent of the Hall Master.

Now, it seems to be troublesome.

Jiang Ling squinted his eyes slightly, and scanned the audience from the corner of his eye, but found no life.

Just as he was pondering, Yuedu secretly transmitted a voice to him: "Jiangling, you are doomed this time, no one can save you, killing elite disciples is a felony that must die, not only you will die, but also your teacher will be implicated.”

"Hmph, if you want to blame it, blame you for not having eyes. You actually killed an elite disciple."

Yue Du looked at Jiang Ling with disdain, as if looking at a dead person.

Disciples of different levels have different statuses in the Temple of Myriad Worlds.

Jiang Ling is an entry-level disciple, and his status can be regarded as a bit. If he kills the registered disciple, even if the matter is involved, the final punishment will not be too severe, and he may even not be punished at all.

But this time Jiang Ling really played Dafa, not only killing 8 inner circle disciples, but also killing elite disciples like Xue Hui who were ranked 18th.

Killing the inner circle disciples may cost Jiang Ling his life, let alone an elite disciple like Xue Hui.

Fighting among high-ranking disciples in the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms is expressly prohibited, and the management is very strict, and no mistakes are allowed.

Because once the high-ranking disciples fight by default, the loss of the Temple of Myriad Worlds will be too great, and it is unknown how many elites will die in the internal struggle.

"I didn't know there was such a rule." Facing the oppression of the palace master and Yue Du's sound transmission taunts, Jiang Ling replied loudly, neither humble nor overbearing.

Immediately afterwards, a bright bronze light burst out from his legs at the same time.

As soon as the bronze light came out, the ancient aura burst out suddenly, giving Jiang Ling a great boost, fiercely offset the coercion of the Palace Master, and made Jiang Ling straighten his body and return to his original shape.

"It doesn't matter whether you know the rules or not. Just look at the fact that you killed Junior Brother Xue Hui. According to the rules of the Temple of Ten Thousand Realms, I, as the Hall Master, have the right to execute you on the spot to warn everyone."

As soon as the words fell, a flickering light appeared out of nowhere, faint like a firefly, but extremely stubborn, floating in the air and approaching Jiangling.

"not good!"

As soon as Jiang Ling saw that light, he felt extremely dangerous.

"If I am touched by the light, I will definitely die, there is no possibility of surviving."

Jiang Ling frowned slightly, his eyelids twitched wildly, and his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up.

At the same time, when the ray of light fell, the deep and resonant voice of the palace master resounded through the sky, "Introductory disciple Jiang Ling, because of killing his companions, a total of 8 inner circle disciples and 1 elite disciple seriously violated the rules of the temple. Execute on the spot to warn all disciples."

After saying these words solemnly, the palace master snorted coldly.

In an instant, the ray of light suspended in midair suddenly disappeared from the spot, and when it appeared in the next second, it had already reached the center of Jiang Ling's eyebrows.

Seeing that the light was about to break through Jiang Ling's forehead, at this critical moment, the space in front of Jiang Ling suddenly rippled like water waves, and then a palm stretched out out of thin air, helping Jiang Ling block the attack.

"My apprentice, you can also move?"

Yoyo's voice came out from the ripples, with a calm tone, as if talking about a trivial matter.

The moment Jiang Ling heard this voice, his eyes widened and his heart became excited.

Finally it came, this voice was clearly the voice of Master Leng Yutong, he made a move, and he made a move from an infinite distance, probably he himself is still in the cave.

Hearing the master's overbearing words of protecting the calf, Jiang Ling felt very warm in his heart. It was the first time he had such a feeling of being protected, and he felt strange.

(End of this chapter)