On the challenge arena, as the elder began to fall, the fierce young disciple rushed directly!

"Bang."

Yang Ling waved her fist at random and blew the man off the challenge arena on the spot. With everyone's gaping gaze, she said with a smile, "elder, have I won?"

The elder suddenly recovered. In fact, even he didn't see the way of the young man's fist. This random fist seemed to contain the profound meaning of all the boxing techniques in the world, which was amazing.

"Ah, the winner, Yang Ling!"

With the elder's loud drinking, there was a fierce cheering on the scene. Because of the problem of face value, everyone hoped that Yang Ling would win, and the meeting cheered.

"Ding, you have satisfied everyone's wish that you can win. The wish value is + 500000 points."

For this kind of victory, Yang Ling naturally doesn't care about anything. He always has a slight smile on his face, which really intoxicates the female disciples in the mountain gate.

A moment later, Yang Ling was taken to a hall. The real leader was Ling qianxuan's apprentice, a woman who looked like she was in her early 30s.

This woman's name is Feng Feiya. Under the induction of Yang Ling, she finds that her cultivation has reached the realm of Yuanguang.

It is said that this woman's highest cultivation is the holy land. Unexpectedly, she has already stepped into a higher realm.

She looked at Yang Ling gently and said in a soft voice, "young man, you are gifted, but whether you can become your younger martial brother depends on your own nature."

"Go."

With a wave of her hand, a light door appeared in front of her eyes. Yang Ling knew that after the light door, Ling qianxuan's cave should be. Whether it was the person he was looking for or not, she was free to decide.

Without salute and words, Yang Ling just nodded and stepped into the light gate.

In front of his eyes, when it was dark and bright, he appeared among the green mountains and rivers.

This is a place of paradise. A bamboo house is located by a river. There is a beautiful rainbow in the sky. On the bluestone not far from the river, there is a young girl sitting.

This woman has black hair and wears a light pink dress. She is handsome and looks cool.

I don't know how many years ago, Yang Ling has seen a woman of this level. Her beauty is definitely the same as Liu Suifeng's and Xiao Longnu's, that is, mu WANYING and the empress who was locked up by herself, which are slightly inferior to her.

Of course, at this level, the difference is not very obvious. They are all amazing beauties, so Yang Ling is able to give you an order in her heart. Ordinary people seem to be fairies, so they have no ability to distinguish their beauty.

At the first sight of her, Yang Ling felt nostalgic.

Missing.

He was almost sure that the girl in the pink dress was the one he was looking for.

The reincarnation of master Lingbo fairy!

The girl is engrossed in fishing at the moment. Yang Ling finds that her suspender is made of a top-quality holy instrument. She feels familiar.

He walked slowly to Ling qianxuan. Instead of turning her head, the girl was fishing quietly.

Both were silent.

Yang Ling's eyes looked at the ripples, and there was a trace of surprise in her eyes.

"Young man, do you think I can catch fish?"

Ling qianxuan spoke softly in a sweet voice.

Yang Ling shook her head with a faint smile and said, "if you can't catch it, it's just like the ripples in front of you. After the ripples open, there are countless branches that you can't catch."

Ling qianxuan's delicate body was slightly shocked and she turned her head to look at Yang Ling.

This is the first time they look at each other. Ling qianxuan is really beautiful. Her eyes are cold. Yang Ling reads a little bit of loss from her eyes.

While Ling qianxuan stares at Yang Ling, what she sees in the young man's eyes is as clear as water.

She said softly, "do you think I still need fishing?"

Yang Ling said with a faint smile: "the fish you think of may not be in the water here."

After a long silence, Ling qianxuan gently shook her head and said, "but where else can I look for it besides here?"

"Young man, with your talent and appearance, the world's famous and decent schools will cultivate you as a core disciple. Why do you want to join our sect?"

After hesitating for a while, Yang Ling said seriously: "tell the truth or lie?"

"Well?"

Ling qianxuan's eyes were obviously curious, while Yang Ling said with a smile: "the lie is that I admire the name of the fairy and want to worship the fairy."

"To tell the truth, I've found many clues. You are my master in my last life, so I've come to find you."

Ling qianxuan looks at Yang Ling, hesitates for a long time, but says with a soft smile:

"I feel a breath of reincarnation on you. Maybe in my last life, you and I really had a fate."

"I didn't accept male disciples, but since you and I are predestined friends, I will accept you."

"What's your name, child?"

"Yang Ling."

Yang Ling calmly said his name.

When these two words are spoken, Ling qianxuan is shocked. He looks at Yang Ling retreating slightly, and then holds his head in pain.

"Ah..."

"Yang Ling..."

She whispered these two words, as if at this moment, something was waking up in her memory.

Yang Ling just calmly stood in place, waiting for her to return to normal.

I don't know how long later, she slowly recovered and looked at Yang Ling. The original elegance in her eyes dissipated and replaced by the gentle color.

The tenderness from the soul is like the elder gazing at his child and the lover gazing at his beloved.

She looked at Yang Ling like this, but she was a little crazy.

"Did she remember the memory of my previous life?"

Yang Ling thought like this in his heart. Just now, he clearly felt a ripple of fate flowing, and the crystal nucleus of great reincarnation in his body vibrated gently.

What's more, the flavor of love robbery is more and more strong.

After being silent for a long time, Ling qianxuan asked, "you said that I had a relationship with my master and apprentice in my previous life. Do you remember the past life?"

When asked this, Ling qianxuan's voice was faintly excited, and there was a ray of expectation in the bottom of her eyes.

Yang Ling shook her head slightly and said: "only a moment of vague memory, never remembering the past."

"Really..."

Ling qianxuan was disappointed in her eyes. She sighed: "yes, after all, it's a matter of previous life. Even I can't remember it clearly."

After such a soliloquy, she looked at Yang Ling and said softly, "from today on, you are my apprentice. From now on, you will follow me to practice."

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