The Legend of Douba Resurrection

Yun Shan looked at Yun Ling with a fierce light flashing in his eyes and said.

"Yes, Lord Yunshan."

Yun Ling, who had finally survived the catastrophe, carefully withdrew from the suzerain hall.

"Notify, strictly control the disciples in the sect, and prohibit them from provoking trouble outside."

Yun Shan, who had been silent since Yun Leng left, suddenly spoke out.

"Yes, teacher." Yun Yun said happily.

When Misty Cloud Sect was in charge of Yunshan, its foreign policy has always been aggressive. After Yun Yun accepted Misty Yun Sect, because Yun Yun's temperament has always been weak, her foreign policy is relatively conservative.

Therefore, when Yun Yun dealt with the conflicts with Jia Ma's royal family, she always adopted a soft policy, which undoubtedly caused her policy to conflict with Yun Shan.

Although I don't know why Yun Shan suddenly changed his mind and agreed with Yun Yun's policy, but Yun Yun is undoubtedly very happy, because it will make her conduct things in the sect more smoothly.

"Teacher, who is that junior you are talking about? It is worthy of your anger, Teacher." Yun Yun asked in confusion.

"Who is he, you will have a chance to meet again. The main reason is that his elder is an old friend I have known for many years. It is impossible not to explain to my old friend. Not only did that old friend explode in temper, but it was me After the breakthrough, the strength is not as good as him."

Yun Shan was afraid that his closest disciple would be suspicious, so he had to keep his eyes open and make up nonsense.

"Oh? Teacher, after breaking through the Dou Zong realm, is he still not an opponent?"

A rare look of shock appeared on Yun Yun's usually calm and beautiful cheeks.

"En." Yun Shan once again violated his conscience and nodded in pain.

"Then teacher, if you have a chance, arrange for me to meet that mysterious guy."

The graceful and noble Yun Yun also revealed a trace of competitive spirit at this time.

"There will be a chance."

As he said that, Yun Shan's figure slowly disappeared in the hall.

"Is this the strength of a strong Douzong?"

Yun Yun looked at the direction where Yun Shan disappeared, thinking in a daze.

Well, let's pass the camera to Elder Yunling.

Yun Ling came out of the suzerain hall, wiped the blood from his nose, struggled for a while, and finally planned to go down the mountain immediately.Yunshan asked him to go down the mountain immediately to apologize to Xiao Yan, how dare he be disobedient.

I can bear this apology, but I can't go back to the sect without that kid's understanding?Day Oh!If he refuses to accept my apology, will I have to kneel in front of him and call him father?

By the way, called father?Um?It seems...hehehe, called father, called...

Yun Ling sang a folk song and went down the mountain with his old face that hadn't wiped off the blood from his nose.

"Hold an ax to break the dead vines. Collect it into a load, and go to Xingge Market..."

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The slightly hoarse and out-of-tune singing voice mixed with the ringing of the Huanglu bell that the disciples of Yunlanzong rang in the morning class, the scene was surprisingly harmonious.

Disciple A of the Yunlan Sect guarding the mountain gate whispered: "Junior Brother, Junior Brother, is Great Elder Yun Leng crazy?"

Disciple B took a look at Yun Lingyuan's swaying back with a look of pity and said: "Eight, eight or nine are close."

Yun Ling happily came to the gate of the Mittel family's residence, and informed the concierge that he wanted to see Mr. Xiao Yan who lived here.

The guard at the porter looked strangely at Yun Leng's embarrassed face several times, seriously doubting where this lunatic came from, and dared to pretend to be the great elder of the Misty Cloud Sect.It's just his professionalism that made him hold back his curiosity and went in to report.

With Mittel Tengshan's permission, Yun Ling finally joined the Mittel family. Xiao Yan got the news and was just about to contact Yun Leng accompanied by Mittel Tengshan.

As a result, a figure with ice-white fighting spirit wings shot towards the field from the midair outside the field.

"Old dog Yunling, you are courting death!"

With a yell, Hai Bodong descended from the sky and trampled Yun Leng, who was formulating an apology, under his feet.

"That...Elder Hai, this time Elder Yunling is here to apologize."

Mittel Tengshan looked at Yun Leng who was wriggling under Hai Bodong's feet and said cautiously.

"I knew this guy was here to provoke you. Don't worry this time, Yan boy. I will definitely... Uh, wait a minute, what were you talking about just now, Teng Shan?"

Hai Bodong's voice became lower and lower as he spoke.

"Grand Elder Yun Ling apologized sincerely this time."

Mittel Tengshan couldn't bear it.

"Ahem, oops, we haven't seen each other for almost two years since the last time Elder Yunling left the imperial capital. It's been a long time. Well, my strength has also increased, which is not bad."

Hai Bodong quietly moved away the big foot that was stepping on Yun Ling's face, then pulled Yun Ling up and held Yun Ling's hands tightly, exchanging warm greetings.

"We met a month ago for your film. You also said that I am a good-for-nothing who can't even compare with a good-for-nothing like Mittel Tengshan. I remember..."

Yun Ling held his lower cheek and muttered vaguely.

"Hey!"

Xiao Yan and Mittel Tengshan sighed at the same time and looked at the two live treasures in front of them.

"Lord Haibodong, didn't Master Fa Ma invite you to meet today? Why are you still here?"