Chapter 1179

It's not Qin Ming who broke the sky level. Good luck! After hearing the bell, Lin Chuan's nervous expression suddenly cleared away, and he vomited a long, turbid breath, but immediately his relaxed face was replaced by doubt.

The bell tolls eight times. This is the courtesy of the elder's return. But all the elders of the clan practice in the valley, and no one goes out?

Dong! At this time, the eighth chime with a long ending fell behind the scenes, but there was another chime, followed by the tail suddenly sounded, this sound was very clear, as if it was going to go straight up.

When the bell rings nine, the most important guest comes to the door, but where is the guest! Hearing this, Lin Chuan's expression suddenly stagnated. Then he turned his head and looked at the position of Ye Lingfeng. He murmured in his heart: is he the guest?

The bell tolls nine times, and juzong greets each other. This is the most revered hospitality in the valley. It's not a good friendship with our school, and it's hard to enjoy because of the outstanding cultivation. It can be said that the bell hasn't rung several times since the construction of benlei Valley

Even the vast majority of the disciples of Benlei valley have never heard the grand occasion of nine bells.

"The bell tolls nine times. Who on earth is here? I'm going to Thunder Valley, and I'm making younger martial brother Xiao put on such a big battle? Isn't it a congenital elder After the bell rang nine times, the old man in the hall looked unbelievable and his brows were deep. After thinking for a long time, he copied his hands behind him and rushed to the location of the mountain gate.

At the same time, all the disciples of benlei Valley, like a mighty torrent, rushed to the Mountain Gate with a solemn and solemn look, in order to meet the noble guest with nine bells.

Is he a noble guest of Jiuming, but that's not right. His cultivation is just the peak of the prefecture level, and he can't afford such a great courtesy? The echo of the bell still reverberates between the heaven and the earth. Lin Chuan's face is full of surprise and uncertainty. He stares at Ye Lingfeng and thinks hard constantly. When and where did he meet this person before he has this familiar feeling.

Ye Lingfeng smiles and doesn't speak. At the moment, he is sure that the bell sounds for himself. But he didn't understand how Xiao Nianyu could come up with such a solemn courtesy to meet him, which was beyond the standard.

With the passage of time, more and more people gathered at the mountain gate. Whenever someone came, his eyes would scan Ye Lingfeng and Li Yanzhi. His eyes were full of doubts.

A moment later, three figures floated down the road behind the mountain gate. Seeing the three people appear, the disciples of the Thunder Valley around the gate of the mountain suddenly show their respect and dodge to avoid a road.

Among the three people, the leading one is an old man over 80 years old with white hair but a healthy and red face; the one following him is an old man in a black shirt with a calm look but a cold breath of resisting people thousands of miles away; and the third one is a young man in his twenties, full of spirit and elegant demeanor.

Among these three people, the first one is Xiao Nianyu, the leader of the valley, and the one following him is mu tianchu, the elder of the punishment Hall of the valley. The last one is Qin Ming, Xiao Nianyu's disciple.

"I've met brother Xiao..." Seeing the visitor, ye Lingfeng immediately clasped his hands and said with a smile: "it's really flattering for me to welcome my younger brother with such courtesy."

"Brother crazy Dao, you always bring surprises to people!" When he heard Ye Lingfeng's words, Xiao Nianyu immediately gave a hearty smile. But for some reason, ye Lingfeng always felt that there was something else in his laughter, especially the word surprise, which was more emphatic.

What's more, ye Lingfeng also thinks that Qin Ming's look is strange. Although he pretends to be calm, he is constantly looking at him from the corner of his eye. That kind of look is strange. If you describe it in detail, it's like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Even if I didn't expect you to come today, you don't need to look at me like this, do you? Ye Lingfeng has some doubts.

Crazy Dao, he's crazy Dao! As soon as the conversation between Ye Lingfeng and Xiao Nianyu is told, Lin Chuan's body suddenly shakes violently, as if to faint.

At this moment, he finally understood why Ye Lingfeng's breath made him so familiar. He also understood why Ye Lingfeng would say, "it seems that your leg is really good," because that leg was interrupted by Ye Lingfeng.

What happened in the snow mountain on that day almost became a magic barrier in Lin Chuan's heart. As a thunderbolt leg, he was discounted by someone. If the master didn't come back and persuade him, I'm afraid he would have no hope of promotion in this life.

"Brother Kuangdao, if you can come here, you really call me Benlei valley. Please come inside." Xiao Nianyu gave a smile, then flashed forward and made a move, just like Chen Hui, who had not seen Ye Lingfeng as a pig before.

After the voice fell, a group of people immediately carried Ye Lingfeng and Li Yanzhi to the reception hall behind the gate of the Thunder Valley.

Walking in the vast crowd, listening to the sound of talking and laughing, Li Yanzhi felt that this was his most dream day. As a wandering monk, how ever did she think that when she entered into the Thunder Valley one day, she would be welcomed by the nine bells and one of the leaders of the nine sects of ChinaI will work hard, I will catch up with you, and I will stand side by side with you forever! Looking at the back of Ye Lingfeng walking in front of him, Li Rouge quietly clenched his fist. In addition to tenderness, there was more perseverance in his eyes.

At the same time, Lin Chuan has been left at the end of the crowd. He is like a walking corpse. He is coerced by the mighty crowd. He only knows how to move forward numbly, but occasionally his eyes show a bit of resentment.

When ye Lingfeng broke his legs on the snowy mountain and almost destroyed his foundation, he hated Ye Lingfeng to the bone. Now, he finally broke through the peak of the prefecture level and felt that he could return to the sect. But when he entered the mountain, he bumped into Ye Lingfeng again and completely took away the scenery that should have belonged to him.

Even at this moment, he felt that people around him were looking at him as if they were looking at a poor creature.

All this should be mine, why should you take it away! The more he thought about it, the more angry Lin Chuan was. His fingers suddenly pinched tightly, and his knuckles rattled. Looking at Ye Lingfeng's back, his eyes almost spurted fire.

Cough! But just when Lin Chuan felt that he could not control his anger, two faint coughs came from his ear. After hearing the voice, Lin Chuan's eyes were calm.