I have a magical tree

"May I ask, venerable, why are you climbing the mountain late at night?" The disciple guarding the mountain gate dared not neglect it, in case he said something wrong and brought disaster to the mountain gate. Whether Linghe Temple would be destroyed or not, he would definitely not survive.

Linghe Master would eat him alive, this was not his exaggeration, but a description of the fact, the master of the temple really eats people! Of course, they also eat people, but they are not as unrefined as the master of the temple.

The disciple said and walked closer to the black shadow, and then he saw the man's appearance clearly. He had a white face and no beard, and his eyebrows were sword-like. He was a handsome man.

The disciple did not think that this man was as young as he looked. This temperament and majesty were simply not something that young people could learn. In addition to the art of keeping his youth, he could only be at a very high level.

The figure glanced at the disciple, and then finally spoke: "My name is Yan Chengdao!"

The disciple trembled, his face was shocked, "Juncheng Yan Family..."

Yan Chengdao nodded, "I'm looking for your master, Master Linghe!"

"Venerable, please follow me!" How dare the disciple delay, and turned around to lead Yan Chengdao up the mountain.

Juncheng Yan Family is a truly top family. The head of the family, Yan Zhen, is a second-grade grandmaster. His eldest son, Yan Chengdao, is even more amazing, having already entered the third-grade grandmaster realm. No matter which one is placed in the county, they are all big shots.

And this disciple knows Xining County Yan Family, not because of these two people. He has never seen these two people, he knows Yan Family because he knows another member of Yan Family.

Yan Chengyun! He is said to be the youngest son of the Yan Family, but in fact he is just an illegitimate child. This person was also known as a genius at the beginning, and he was able to enter the fourth grade at a young age. Then he was lost in the crowd, because this person was stuck at the peak of the fourth grade for more than ten years and could not get the door of the third grade grandmaster.

Somehow, Yan Chengyun met Huang Ji, a disciple of Linghe Temple, and regarded him as a close friend.

Now this master came to the mountain gate, I am afraid it was for Yan Chengyun. Could it be that Huang Ji was causing trouble outside?

The disciple shook his head. What did this matter have to do with him? Although Huang Ji was not the top genius in Linghe Temple, nor the chief of the temple, he also entered the three realms of Tongmai and had achieved the core true teachings of Qi Refining.

And he himself was just a gatekeeper. What was his future?

The disciple led Yan Chengdao to the place where Master Linghe practiced, took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and reported: "Master, someone from the Yan family in the county city is coming!"

Although he knew that the master should not have gone to bed at this time, because at the level of the master, sleeping was actually meaningless to him.

But at this time, he came to disturb him. If the master was unhappy, his end might be very miserable.

While he stood respectfully waiting for a response, he was nervous and thinking wildly. After a moment, his forehead was slightly sweaty.

Fortunately, the master was not angry today. The door in front of him, which was rarely opened, seemed to be opened by a breeze.

The disciple quickly extended his hand to invite, "Master Yan, please go in!"

Yan Chengdao nodded and stepped into the dark room.

To be honest, if there was nothing, Yan Chengdao would not want to come to this ghost place. In the whole temple, it is estimated that only the guide just now is somewhat human, because he has the lowest cultivation.

The others are not monsters, but more like monsters.

After Yan Chengdao entered, the opened door seemed to be suddenly closed by an invisible hand.

Yan Chengdao did not even look back, and went straight to the depths.

Not long after, he saw the so-called Linghe Master on a cushion in the innermost room.

All the previous masters of Linghe Temple were named Linghe. Because this master had reached the fourth stage of Qi Refining, he was called Linghe Master!

Although he is only at the fourth stage of Qi Refining, the fourth stage of Qi Refining is enough to defeat a third-grade martial arts master. If he reaches the peak of the fourth stage, he can survive even if he faces a second-grade grandmaster.

Therefore, even Yan Chengdao came here to report his reentry, and he was not rude. This is respect, and this Linghe Master is also qualified to be respected by him.

"Yan Chengdao greets the Master!" Yan Chengdao saluted the figure on the futon.

And the black shadow finally moved, like a lump of meat suddenly alive, "Are you Yan Zhen's eldest son?"

Yan Chengdao nodded, and then sat cross-legged opposite Linghe Master. He could feel two real sights constantly sweeping over him, and that feeling was like a wet tongue licking him constantly.

This feeling is really bad, no wonder his father wanted him to go through this.

He looked at the appearance of Linghe Master, expressionless, but felt a little disgusted in his heart, because although this person was called Master, he could not see the human form.

This is simply a piece of living meat, spread on the mat, gray feathers grow out of this meat, a pair of hairless wings gather in front of the body, when this person speaks, a barely regular face stretches out from the wings.

"What a good bone, good spirit! No wonder you can step into the realm of the third-grade master at such a young age." The voice was hoarse and gloomy. While speaking, there was a faint sound of swallowing saliva.

"Your Yan family and my Linghe Temple have not had much intersection. So why are you here today?"

"For my family's useless evil!" Yan Chengdao did not beat around the bush, and he didn't like to play tricks with others. If his father didn't want to come, he wouldn't come to this ghost place.

"Oh, Yan Chengyun? Your Yan family's illegitimate son? What happened to him?"

"Dead!" Yan Chengdao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Dead? That's strange. Who dares to touch your Yan family in this county city?" Master Linghe was finally interested. "Besides, if he's dead, then he's dead. Why did he come to my Linghe Temple?"

The Yan family has two masters, one of whom is a second-grade grandmaster. They are extremely powerful. Even equally powerful aristocratic families will not easily offend them.

How dare someone kill this person?

"Although Yan Chengyun is just an illegitimate son of my Yan family and is not taken seriously, even my father doesn't take him seriously, but he is the blood of my Yan family after all! I can ignore him, but others can't! Including Master's Linghe Temple!" Yan Chengdao stared at Master Linghe, and his words suddenly overflowed with murderous intent.

"Oh? What are you talking about? Could it be that someone from my Linghe Temple killed Yan Chengyun?" Master Linghe was really puzzled. What did this matter have to do with anything? He meditated every day and only sought immortality. Who would care about an illegitimate son of the Yan family?

"Huang Ji is your disciple, right?" Yan Chengdao asked again.

This time, Master Linghe did not deny it, "Did Huang Ji kill him? Aren't they good friends?"

Master Linghe was also a little surprised. Is Huang Ji sick? Why did he attack Yan Chengyun? Although he is just an illegitimate child, even the supply of resources is limited, but such people should not be provoked. The Yan family can treat them as pigs and dogs, and no one cares if they kill them, but such people cannot die at the hands of outsiders.

Because, that is a provocation, a provocation to the Yan family!