Sword Venerable Ling Tian

At this time, a loud shout resounded in front of Imperial Garden's door, carrying the might of Golden Body Realm, causing all of the Martial Cultivator to stop abruptly.    

"This is Imperial Garden, regardless of whether you are the heirs of Countess or disciples of influential clans, please give Beastmaster some face! Don't cause trouble here! "    

An old man dressed in a black Hundred Beasts Painting walked out from Imperial Garden, his sharp eyes sweeping across the group.    

"Elder Liu!" It was this brat who did not know the rules. He attacked and hurt others, and Hu Ba was beaten into a pig by him ? "How's the fight going?!"    

Yun Ming stepped forward and said.    

"Young Master Ming, this old man is not blind!"    

Elder Liu was neither angry nor happy, he coldly said: "Regardless of right or wrong, regardless of who it is, no one is allowed to fight in front of the Imperial Garden. If you want to fight, go out and fight!"    

He then looked at Yun Ming and said, "Young Master Ming, I believe you should know who this Imperial Garden is normally taking care of. When the time comes, don't poke your nose into Marquis Yun's place or it'll be bad.    

"This ?"    

Yun Ming muttered to himself and did not speak further.    

Although the Imperial Garden was on the surface a business owned by the Beastmaster, she relied on the City Lord's Mansion behind her back. Otherwise, this precious land at the outskirts of the city would not have been given to the Beastmaster to set up a Imperial Garden.    

"Lord Hu, are your injuries serious?" Yesterday, there were a few good riders in the sect. Would you like to take a look? " Elder Liu said to Hu Ba who was in the distance.    

"Not heavy, not heavy!"    

Hu Ba laughed and walked over.    

"Brat, just you wait! Let's see how you die! "    

fiercely shouted as he passed by.    

and Hu Ba followed Clan Elder Liu into the Imperial Garden.    

The other young masters and young ladies also lost interest in him, and after giving Ling Tian pointers for a while, they left.    

An early stage Ning Po with no background, although he could fight, it was only this much. He had just watched the show.    

"This time, Ruoxue is causing trouble for Martial Uncle." Xi Ruoxue bowed slightly.    

"It's fine, it's a piece of cake!"    

Ling Tian turned around, "Let's go in as well."    

"En!"    

The five people strolled around Imperial Garden. Ling Tian patted Qin Shaoyang on the shoulder and laughed: "Not bad, you have the bearing!"    

"Mn, I, Qin Shaoyang will not continue to be this unruly." Qin Shaoyang smiled confidently, he had grown up quite a bit.    

The Imperial Garden took up an extremely large area. From the moment they set foot inside the gate, it was an area surrounded by many transparent Array s, and all of them were either standing or lying down, they were all Demonic Beast s.    

They were merely at the edge, the most ordinary ones, were all Rank 2 Demonic Beast s, and their quality were much better than Qin Shaoyang's Mount s.    

Of course, the prices were not cheap either. The cheapest were all above five hundred thousand Spirit Coin.    

"Bao`er, if you like, just say so. I have money." Qin Shaoyang patted his chest and said.    

"Alright, I understand." Ye Baoer sweetly nodded.    

Ling Tian also said to Lin Yanyan: "You too, choose one."    

"Eh, it's so expensive." Lin Yanyan stuck out her tongue.    

"As long as it's worth it." Ling Tian laughed.    

"En!"    

A look of envy flashed across Xi Ruoxue's face, but, she did not say anything.    

"Hehe, this young master, this humble one is Qing Yun Sect Ye Fan. If I'm not mistaken, young master should be from the Sect!"    

Just as he was speaking, one of the people in front of the group suddenly stopped, turned and cupped his hands towards Ling Tian.    

"My name is Ling Nan Ziyun Sect Ling Tian, may I ask what Sir wishes to do?"    

Ling Tian replied politely.    

"Haha, it's nothing, I just saw you hit that pig-hog just now. I feel really carefree, so I wanted to be friends with you. Is that okay?"    

glanced at Ye Fan, who was looking pretty good in different aspects. Wearing a green robe, with a shining sword on his back and a cultivation at the peak of the middle stage of the Ning Po, he was even more tyrannical than Hu Ba.    

"Oh, of course."    

Ling Tian laughed.    

"Haha, he's really one of us!" Ye Fan laughed out loud and said: "Since everyone rarely visit the Imperial Garden, why not let me lead the way? Whatever kind of Mount you choose, feel free to tell me. Although I am not the disciple of this Imperial Garden, I still think that I understand him quite well. "    

"This ?" "Then I'll be troubling Brother Ye."    

Ling Tian thought about it, then agreed.    

After all, this Imperial Garden was simply too big. Even if they walked for four hours, they probably wouldn't be able to finish watching it.    

One of them was leading the way, which saved a lot of time.    

"It's no trouble. Let's go!"    

Ye Fan made a gesture of invitation and walked forward shoulder to shoulder with Ling Tian.    

"Brother Ling, did I hear wrongly? Did you come from Ling Nan Ziyun Sect?"    

Just then, Ye Fan suddenly asked.    

"Exactly."    

"That Master Bai Feiyun is..."    

"Oh, that's my Ziyun Sect."    

"Oh, I see!"    

Ye Fan chuckled, "Speaking of which, the two of us are quite related. Twenty years ago, Master Bai came to my Qing Yun Sect for a tour and I was fortunate enough to have been with him to receive him. Your Ziyun Sect and my Qing Yun Sect, regardless of whether it is in terms of cultivation technique or martial arts, have a lot of interactions. According to my research, you both come from the same origin! "    

"Oh? "There's such a thing?" Ling Tian was also very surprised to hear this.    

He had never heard Bai Feiyun speak of it before.    

"That's right, there's no need for me to trick you!" Is Brother Ling practising a sword technique? "    

Ye Fan looked at Ling Tian's back and waist and asked.    

"That's right. It's just that my sword was destroyed earlier. "    

"Oh, what a pity!" Ye Fan nodded, he took out the spirit sword on his back, and with a swing of the sword, a green Qi revolved around it, it was extremely sharp.    

"Brother Ling, please look!"    

Ling Tian frowned, although he had some understanding of the Purple Smoke Sword Sect, but looking at Ye Fan's cyan Sword Qi, it felt very similar to the Purple Smoke Sword Sect.    

"That's right, there really is something in common." Ling Tian nodded.    

"This is my Qing Yun Sect's main sword technique Sword of Clear Sky. It should come from the same source as your noble Purple Smoke Sword." Ye Fan then asked with a smile: "Brother Ling, you must be here to prepare to join the Pellet Conference three months later, right?"    

"That's right!"    

Ling Tian smiled, and said: "Brother Ye, you don't have to beat around the bush. If you have anything to say, just say it, I really want to be friends with you!"    

Ling Tian could tell that Ye Fan was not helping out for no reason, but he did not have any ill intentions.    

"Haha, since Brother Ling is so straightforward, then I will be straightforward." Ye Fan pursed his lips, thought for a while and said: "Does Brother Ling know Martial Arts Conference?"    

"Martial Arts Conference?" Ling Tian was also startled when he heard it, "What is a Martial Arts Conference? I've never heard of it before ?"    

"En..." "This ?" Ye Fan's face also turned ugly, but he suddenly became embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Brother Ling, I forgot about your honorable sect ?. You haven't even arrived at the third-rate sect yet, and the disciples of the sects are unable to participate in the Martial Arts Conference! "    

"Sigh, what a pity, what a pity that Brother Ling has such a high level of Sword Qi. "Sigh!"    

Ye Fan sighed continuously, and for a moment, his face was filled with distress.    

"Ziyun Sect is indeed a fourth tier Sect, I have never felt that it was a disgrace. Brother Ye, there is no need to apologize, but I want to know who this Martial Arts Conference is ?" Ling Tian asked with a frown.    

He suddenly felt that all the previous disciples that came to the Yunzhou City seemed to have missed something.    

"Brother Tian, if he didn't say anything, I would have really forgotten about it. Martial Arts Conference, you really want to participate!" Behind him, Qin Shaoyang, who was discussing which Mount to choose, raised his head and spoke one sentence to Ye Baoer. Then, without making a sound, he and Ye Baoer continued to discuss things from top to bottom.    

"Brother Ye, you tell me." Ling Tianyao shook his head and looked at Ye Fan helplessly.