leonardwarren Chapter 415 The Crisis Is Approaching
Chapter 415 The Crisis Is Approaching
Xiaoyao Peak.
Lin Yaoyao and the others went to practice as usual, but when Lin Yaoyao looked at the sea of suffering, she found that the earth spirit was gone.
She walked to the sea of bitterness, looked at the master and asked, "Master, the earth spirit has not been seen these days, where has she gone?"
Ye Kong waved his fishing rod and said softly, "Ye Ling, go out and do some work."
"Ye Ling?" Lin Yaoyao frowned, "Isn't she called Di Ling?"
"She has my last name." Ye Kong said casually.
Lin Yaoyao heard the words, and said with a sullen face, "So... I'm going to call her Shi Niang?"
"Huh? Don't bark." Ye Kong asked suspiciously.
"No, she still has your surname? She didn't marry you, why did she take your surname?" Lin Yaoyao said angrily.
Since ancient times, wives follow their husbands' family names, such as Ye Ling's, Ye Yao's and so on.
Ye Kong immediately reacted and said, "No, she was originally called Di Ling, but later she found out that she was not called Di Ling, so she didn't have a surname, so I asked her to take my surname."
"Anyway, my disciples all have my last name, so it's okay to have multiple Ye Lings." Ye Kong explained in detail.
Lin Yaoyao looked at the master angrily, and said, "Master, the younger brothers and younger sisters have your surname, but they don't have a name. You accept them as apprentices, and the teacher is like a father, so name them and let them have your surname." Naturally no problem."
"But Ye Ling... oh no Diling, she is a normal woman and cannot change her surname at will."
Ye Kong looked at Lin Yaoyao and nodded.
"Okay, I see."
Lin Yaoyao took advantage of the situation and sat next to Ye Kong, watching the master fish.
"Master, you fish every day, when will you catch it?" Lin Yaoyao asked.
"Well... I don't know either." Ye Kong shook his head.
Fishing every day, Qi training +1...
What can he do?
Cultivation is useless to him, only fishing can make his cultivation grow steadily.
Qi training is increasing day by day, foundation building is far away.
"Hey."
Thousands of words can only be turned into a long sigh in the end.
"Master, I think you can still be saved. You are still young, so there is no need to sigh." Lin Yaoyao comforted beside her.
When I recover the strength of my previous life, maybe I can rebuild your bones... Lin Yaoyao thought to herself.
There is nothing the Great God cannot do.
"Yeah." Ye Kong nodded.
There are already eleven pieces of foundation building fragments.
Make persistent efforts to build a foundation as soon as possible.
After Lin Yaoyao comforted her master for a while, she turned and went back to Taoshan to practice.
Ye Kong waved his fishing rod and continued fishing.
This one is one day.
It wasn't until evening, when the system sounded, that Ye Kong put down his fishing rod and stretched his waist with the sound.
When I was about to go back, I saw waves of mist drifting away on the sea of bitterness.
"Oh, it's foggy." Ye Kong snorted lightly, and went back to Xiaoyao Pavilion to sleep.
That night,
A dense fog drifted into the world of cultivating immortals from nowhere.
The entire world of cultivating immortals is covered by a thick layer of mist, and you can't see your fingers.
The twelve ancestors of Guanxing Pavilion guarding the world instantly noticed something unusual.
Clouds came out of Tianjian Peak, and the view was full of fog.
He flew into the sky in a hurry, but no matter how high he flew, there was a thick layer of fog.
"Listen everyone, get back to the house as soon as possible!" Yun shouted.
But the fog muffled his voice.
"Damn it, why is there no sign of the mist coming?" Yun An cursed and flew back to Tianjian Peak.
The ancestors of Guanxing Pavilion from all continents searched for the source of the fog one after another, but they couldn't find it, and they were attacked by unknown things.
They were originally a clone, so it was difficult to resist, so they had no choice but to take them back to the Guanxing Pavilion.
Ye Ling of East Forbidden Continent looked at the thick fog, feeling a little dazed.
At this moment, she suddenly felt that she had lost contact with all things, and could not perceive the existence of all things at all.
"This is, what's going on?" Ye Ling was confused.
Shengzhou, Guanxing Pavilion.
The eyes of Xing Kongdong sensed the mist coming, and couldn't help saying, "The fog is everywhere, and the crisis is coming."
"The fog without warning is the deadliest!" Xing Chang sighed and closed his eyes.
That night, the world of cultivating immortals was shrouded in mist, and some unknown things in the mist harvested a lot of lives as they drifted by.
That night, the entire world of cultivating immortals was silent, falling into absolute silence.
This night, the ancient powerhouse was terrified.
The next day, Qingming.
In the morning.
The mist drifted away, and the entire world of cultivating immortals, as if they hadn't recovered from their senses, was still in absolute silence.
Stargazers from all continents counted the people in their continents one after another.
As a result, in this investigation, many people were lost in every continent.
It can range from hundreds of thousands to millions.
The missing people were all outdoors.
After the continents came to their senses, the people wailed, the strong feared, and the emperor panicked.
The entire world of cultivating immortals seemed to be in despair,
Ye Ling was in the East Forbidden Continent. After turning around, he learned about what was happening in the world of cultivating immortals.
Standing in the air, she overcame everything and sent a message for him, "Listen, everyone in the world of cultivating immortals, once the fog appears, immediately enter the house!"
After speaking, Ye Ling left the East Forbidden Continent and went to the next place to continue to conquer.
She has to speed up, only by completely controlling the world of cultivating immortals can she perceive where the fog is coming from, so she can take precautions.
The mist came suddenly and disappeared without a trace.
No one knows if the fog will come every night.
When Ye Ling was about to go to the next continent to conquer, he suddenly thought of Ye Kong.
"Wait, others don't know, maybe Ye Kong knows."
Thinking of this, Ye Ling turned around and flew back.
...
Xiaoyao Peak, bitter sea.
As soon as Ye Kong picked up the fishing rod, Ye Ling came back.
"Ye Kong, the fog last night..."
"Well, I know." Ye Kong nodded.
"Do you know where he came from?" Ye Ling said excitedly.
Ye Kong shook his head and said, "I can only predict that there will be fog. I don't know where the fog comes from."
Ye Ling froze for a moment, then looked at Ye Kong.
"So, you don't know where the mist comes from?"
Ye Kong pondered, "The mist comes from other places and cannot be stopped."
"I refined the world of cultivating immortals, can you stop it?"
Ye Kong pondered for a moment, looked at Ye Ling, and said with some uncertainty, "Maybe you can, after all, you control the world of cultivating immortals."
"As long as the world of cultivating immortals is closed, the fog can be prevented from drifting in."
Ye Ling heard the words, turned around and was about to recover Dazhou.
Just two steps away, he suddenly remembered that there was one more question he hadn't asked.
"Ye Kong, do you know the strange things in the mist?" Ye Ling asked.
She was also attacked last night, but the things in the mist couldn't hurt her.
"Last night, I fell asleep." Ye Kong spread his hands.
After fishing, she went back to Xiaoyao Pavilion to sleep.
He didn't know much about the fog, he just felt that the fog came from other places.
Ye Ling...