Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The sword light from the north was getting closer and closer, until it flew over the pebble array, but no trace of Ye Ling and the four maids was found.

This made Hongtang and the others feel relieved, knowing that what the master said was true! At the same time, they admired the master's endless means even more. Even if the little witch Su Caiying was not injured, she might not be the opponent of the new master!

Lou Qingwan looked at the figure on the sword light whizzing past through the light curtain of the pebble array, and sent a message to everyone: "It's the strong team of Nanshan Tang! And there is not just one, but a large group of people! It seems that the strong team of Nanshan Tang has united together, and its strength has greatly increased. It should not be underestimated."

Ye Ling nodded and ordered the four women to stay put and let the sword lights fly by.

Until the end, most of the sword lights of Nanshan Tang flew over, leaving only a few scattered sword lights behind, rushing forward in a hurry.

At this time, Ye Ling suddenly threw out a few sixth-grade top-grade marigolds through the pebble array, which looked golden and eye-catching in the night.

The four maids' eyes lit up and they immediately understood the new master's intention! This is to lure the remnants of the Nanshan Tang family down and capture them nearby!

Lou Xiaotao volunteered: "When the sword light falls, Sister Hongtang and I will take the lead and capture the newcomers for the master!"

"Hey, everyone come together! This is safer." Hongtang smiled, staring at the marigolds and the sword light flying behind, full of expectations!

Ye Ling didn't want to dampen their enthusiasm, so he smiled slightly without comment, which was considered encouragement.

Sure enough, not long after, two sword lights fell at the same time and flew close to the marigolds!

"Haha, three marigolds! They look thousands of years old, we're going to make a fortune!"

The first to jump off the flying sword was a young man in dark green clothes, rubbing his hands with joy, with a greedy look on his face.

Following him was a man in dark patterned brocade clothes, who looked to be about thirty years old, much more stable than the young man in dark green clothes, but after seeing the marigolds, he couldn't help but sigh: "Well! At least thousands of spirit stones can be sold. The brothers in front are really blind, no one saw it!"

They leaned over to pick the marigolds, and suddenly found that the roots of these top-quality marigolds were pinched off, as if someone had left them behind.

"Huh? No! Who dropped this? Strange!"

The man in dark patterned brocade clothes looked surprised, and turned back suddenly, just in time to see the four maids of the Demon Palace rushing out of the cobblestone array!

"Whoever dares to touch our marigolds will have his hand chopped off!" Hong Tang shouted tenderly, her beautiful eyes looking towards the northern sky. When she saw that there were no more flying swords passing by, she smiled boldly and stared at the two preys with a playful look.

The young man and the man in brocade clothes suddenly saw four female cultivators appear out of thin air, each one more stunning than the other, staring at them in amazement!

"Hehe, it turns out to be your marigold! The beauty of the valley, with this marigold, is so beautiful! Brother Long, don't you think so?"

Tang Long, who was dressed in dark green, nodded desperately: "What kind of luck did we brothers have? It's not a bad thing to fall behind the team, we are very lucky!"

Lou Yuming and Xiao Tao were so angry that their faces sank: "The scum of Nanshan Tang family! Haven't you heard of the names of the ladies? Your death is coming! Sisters, go!"

The man in brocade clothes was startled and woke up immediately. When he entered Tianfeng Gorge, he vaguely saw their figures. He opened his mouth and exclaimed: "They are the maids of the Demon Palace! The strong team of Xishanzhou! Brother Long, don't be careless!"

Who knew that before he could finish, there was a sound of freezing, and the two were immediately frozen into ice sculptures, opening their mouths and unable to speak anymore!

"The ninth level of foundation building, nothing more than that!"

Ye Ling walked out of the dark blue bubble of the water hiding technique! Dancing beside him was a blue crystal sixth-level butterfly king, with its wings spread out, bringing a biting cold wind!

The women were shocked! When Ye Ling confronted the little witch Su Caiying, they had seen the ice butterfly that landed on Ye Ling's shoulder, but they never thought that the little ice butterfly would have such a powerful freezing power!

"Master is wise and powerful! He hid behind them, but it's ridiculous that these two guys didn't notice it."

"Ye Zun's butterfly king is really powerful! He can freeze it into an ice sculpture in the blink of an eye, so powerful!"

Ye Ling said lightly: "Okay, don't blow the words of flattering the little witch to me. Your appearance attracted their attention, which made the ice butterfly succeed. You have made a contribution, and this master will remember it. I will definitely reward you when the time comes!"

The four maids cheered and jumped for joy. Although it was just a word of encouragement, they were also very happy. Because they have followed the little witch for many years, they never know what reward is!

Ye Ling pointed his fingers and made hand gestures, through the ice, and imprinted the souls of the two Nanshan Tang family's ninth-level foundation-building disciples.

Then Ye Ling melted the ice around them, not allowing them to argue, and said coldly: "You two, if you want to live, do as I say!"

"I don't accept it!" The young man Tang Long, dressed in dark green, shouted loudly: "You are attacking secretly, if you have the guts, fight me openly!"

Hong Tang flew up her jade feet and kicked him to the ground, snorting coldly: "Dare you not listen to my master's words? A defeated general, dare to talk about courage?"

"You are a woman, a good man does not fight with a woman! Let Bingdie harm people, do you dare to fight me?" Tang Long's face flushed, and he jumped up and said that he would fight Ye Ling to the death, even if his life was destroyed and his soul was scattered!

On the other hand, his clan brother, the man in the golden uniform, lowered his head, looked extremely depressed, and whispered: "Long brother, accept your fate! Stop struggling. He is the ancestor who has specially taken care of us, and wants us to enter the sky as soon as possible The person Fengxia is chasing! If you fall into his hands, what else do you want?"

There was a trace of ridicule in the corner of Ye Ling's mouth, and he said coldly: "Tang Long! Do you think that you are so great just by relying on the cultivation of the ninth level of foundation building? With a few top-grade or even top-grade magic weapons, you can do whatever you want. ? As everyone knows, there is someone out there! You are far from my opponent. Whether it’s a sneak attack from behind or a head-on confrontation, you will definitely be the one who dies!”

Veins popped up on Tang Long's face, and he said unwillingly: "I don't believe it! Scholars can be killed but not humiliated. I, Tang Long, would rather die in battle!"

"Shut up!"

There was a crisp sound, and Hongtang slapped Tang Long skillfully, making Tang Long dizzy. Then he was stepped on by the other three maids, making him unable to move anymore.

Ye Ling glanced at him sympathetically and pitifully, and said calmly: "Ye didn't want to hurt you at all, he just wanted you to keep up with the strong team of Tang Family in Nanshan so that I can judge the strong team of Tang Family. Where you are, all this is your own fault! You can’t blame others.”

Upon hearing this, the man in the golden uniform let out a deep breath, hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the ground, and said with a smile: "That's it! We can do this! Don't worry, we will live up to your promise. Trust me, I'll be here when you call me! I'll make sure you know the way forward clearly."

While he was talking, the man in brocade clothes dragged Tang Long up, who was in great embarrassment, and bowed to everyone before hurriedly leaving with the light of his sword.

Tang Long felt regretful in his gut. If he had known that the task assigned by Ye Ling was so simple, why would he be beaten up by the female nuns? He sat slumped on the flying sword, stamped his feet and beat his chest and lamented: "Miss me, Tang Long, for the rest of my life." His reputation has gone down the drain!”

The man in the golden uniform spat at him harshly: "Bah! It's good to be able to come out alive! That evil star has always killed people without batting an eyelid! During the decisive battle in front of Tianfeng Canyon, many tribesmen died in his hands. You and I should feel lucky!"