Nine Ways Divine Dragon Art

Chapter 43
Seeing Wang Qingyun's sad face, Ling Yun smiled slightly.

"Hey! Isn't this our Elder Wang? Why are you in this spiritual field?"

For Ling Yun's cynicism, Wang Qingyun was slightly angry at first, but at this moment he seemed to suddenly remember something.

As soon as Wang Qingyun changed his previous expression, he smiled at Ling Yun and began to flatter him.

"Oh! So it's Ling Yun! You're an old Zhesha old man. Now that I'm no longer the elder of the outer sect, you should call me Old Wang."

Hearing Wang Qingyun's cautious words, Ling Yun suddenly felt like laughing, but Ling Yun still endured it.

"Oh! That's good! I'll call you Old Wang in the future." Ling Yun sat on the chair next to Lingtian after speaking.

Looking at a few slices of watermelon on the small table next to the chair, Ling Yun happily ate them without any hesitation.

And while Ling Yun was munching on the watermelon, he muttered a few times indistinctly.

"Old Wang, Master asked me to pick a few fire dragon flowers, you go and help me pick five."

Seeing Ling Yun's foolish look, Wang Qingyun was so enraged that he died.

Once upon a time, he, Wang Qingyun, was the elder of the outer sect of Tianling Sect. How had he ever been insulted like this?
But after all, today is not what it used to be, so Wang Qingyun can only swallow his anger and wait for the opportunity to stand up.

Because Wang Qingyun had learned through his past relationships a few days ago that Ling Yun had joined Wei Changkong's sect.

When he heard the news, Wang Qingyun was frightened to death, he was afraid that Ling Yun would come to trouble him that day.

But I didn't expect that Ling Yun came so quickly, and found himself so quickly.

So Wang Qingyun had no complaints and agreed to Ling Yun's request.

"Okay! The old man will go now."

Now Wang Qingyun does not dare to offend Ling Yun, after all Ling Yun is the disciple of Elder Dan Pavilion, even if this status is removed, he still has the status of an inner sect disciple.

Just relying on his status as a disciple of Lingyun's inner sect, it is not something that Wang Qingyun can offend today.

And if Ling Yun wants to punish Wang Qingyun now, he doesn't even need to do it himself, as long as he greets the steward who manages Lingtian, then Wang Qingyun's life is over.

After Wang Qingyun stepped on a few fire dragon flowers, he came to Ling Yun.

Seeing Ling Yun who had finished eating the last piece of watermelon, Wang Qingyun frowned involuntarily.

"Damn it, I finally borrowed a watermelon, and you ate it before I even tasted it. It's just too deceitful."

Although Wang Qingyun kept cursing Ling Yun in his heart, his naked eyes betrayed him.

When Ling Yun saw Wang Qingyun's expression, he immediately saw a clue.

"Old Wang! You don't feel sorry for me. I ate your melons, right?"

Ling Yun looked up and down Wang Qingyun with a smile on his face, seeing Wang Qingyun in rough clothes, so Ling Yun asked.

"...No...No...It's just a few slices of melon! How can I feel bad if you eat it? If not, you can continue to eat. If it's not enough, the old man will move some."

Wang Qingyun said this very frankly, and Ling Yun was taken aback when he heard it.

Ling Yun knew about this watermelon, it was not an ordinary watermelon, but a watermelon from the spiritual field.

Every watermelon has a huge vitality, not everyone can eat it.

Because the annual output of this kind of watermelon is not high, under normal circumstances, these watermelons will only be supplied to some high-level elders.

As for the outer disciples like Wang Qingyun who guarded the Lingtian, they used the little power they had to keep it private.

"Okay! I'm not enjoying my meal! I'm sorry, Lao Wang. Go and get me ten. I'll take it home and taste it slowly."

Hearing these words, Wang Qingyun's anger couldn't help but he didn't expect that Ling Yun would have the cheek to believe his polite words.

Are you still ashamed to ask yourself for a spirit melon?And the lion opened its mouth wide, opening ten mouths, which shocked Wang Qingyun a lot.

"Do you think the spirit melon belongs to my family? Even if it belongs to my family, I won't give you ten."

Wang Qingyun muttered in his heart for a while, then smiled slightly at Ling Yun.

"Ling Yun, I don't have the right to pick so many spirit melons, so can you order less?"

Seeing Wang Qingyun's embarrassed face, Ling Yun knew that he would never be able to produce so many melons.

So he nodded to Wang Qingyun and spoke.

"Since there is no one, then I won't bother you, Lao Wang, why don't you just have nine watermelons!"

Wang Qingyun, who had heard Ling Yun say the words "no trouble", felt a burst of joy in his heart.

But after hearing the words, Wang Qingyun's mood fell to the bottom.

"Damn, this is not bothering me? Is there a difference between nine and ten?"

Wang Qingyun kept cursing Ling Yun in his heart, but on the surface he looked at Ling Yun with a smile on his face.

"Ling Yun, I'm so sorry, there aren't even nine?"

In fact, Ling Yun knew that he didn't, and the reason why he said that was to make things difficult for him.

"What? No? Then how many can you get for me? You have to know that I want to dedicate this to my master to taste."

Ling Yun first pretended to be surprised, and then used Wei Changkong's name to put pressure on Wang Qingyun.

However, when Wang Qingyun heard Ling Yun's words, he didn't pay much attention.But when he heard Wei Changkong's name, he immediately lost his composure.

For Ling Yun, he could be perfunctory, but if it was Wei Changkong, he wouldn't dare to perfunctory even if he borrowed some courage from him.

"Ah! So it was for Elder Wei to taste it? Ling Yun, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Wang Qingyun, who was sweating profusely and looked nervous, looked at Ling Yun carefully, for fear that Ling Yun would tell Wei Changkong about it.

If Wei Changkong knew that he, an outer disciple guarding the Lingtian, would dare to hide the spirit melon.

Moreover, he did not contribute to the elders. If he was accused of crimes, wouldn't it be as simple as crushing an ant to death?
So in order to please Ling Yun, Wang Qingyun asked Ling Yun to say something nice about himself in front of Wei Changkong.

So Wang Qingyun gritted his teeth and said with great difficulty: "Okay! Only one out of nine, but Ling Yun, please don't tell Elder Wei."

Seeing that Wang Qingyun finally agreed, Ling Yun smiled slightly.

"Old Wang! It's not impossible to say something nice for you, but these nine watermelons are all dedicated to Master, then I..."

Ling Yun hadn't finished speaking, how could the scheming Wang Qingyun not know what Ling Yun meant?
Seeing that Wang Qingyun immediately interrupted Ling Yun, he took the lead and said: "Ling Yun, as long as you help Lao Wang, I will definitely not treat you badly in the future."

Ling Yun, who originally wanted to beat him up, gave up his plan after hearing Wang Qingyun's swearing words.

After all, I will come to this spiritual field more times in the future, if I turn against Wang Qingyun now, it will be very difficult for me to pick some spiritual medicine in private in the future.

Ling Yun figured this out, so he smiled slightly at Wang Qingyun.

"Old Wang, who do you think I am, Ling Yun? How could I make things difficult for you for such a trivial matter? Don't worry! This matter is on my shoulders."

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he used the Qiankun bag to put all the nine spirit melons and five fire dragon flowers brought by Wang Qingyun into the Qiankun bag.

Then Ling Yun swaggered away in front of Wang Qingyun.

(End of this chapter)