Sword Venerable Ling Tian

Ling Tian pushed open the door and entered, but in the moment he did so, his entire body shivered, a bright light flashed in his eyes.    

    

Then, Ling Tian remained expressionless as he swaggered into the house and started taking off his clothes.    

    

"Brawler, shameless!"    

    

Sure enough, Ling Tian only took off his unguentum armor, and just as he was about to take off his pants, a cold voice sounded out.    

    

Immediately after, the black fog next to the table suffused the air, and a beautiful figure with a long body walked out.    

    

"Who are you!"    

    

Ling Tian pretended to be surprised.    

    

"Come on, now that you've advanced to the Dharma Idol, how can I hide it from you?"    

    

She was dressed in black and was sitting at the table.    

    

"Hehe, then why are you still hiding? When did you get back? "    

    

Ling Tian stopped dressing, donned the unguentum, and sat opposite to his.    

    

And the woman who appeared in Ling Tian's room in front of him, was none other than the Yin Biluo who had not appeared for the past two years!    

    

That year, when Yin Hong led the herring s to the Zhong State, they had already disappeared.    

    

Furthermore, in the span of two years, Ling Tian had not received any news from the herring.    

    

If not for his absolute trust in the herring, Ling Tian really would have suspected that Yin Hong had fled with the herring.    

    

However, it couldn't be a coincidence that Yin Biluo chose to come to the Zhong State at this time.    

    

"I just arrived not too long ago too. It's a coincidence that I saw the scene of you becoming a dragon in Julong Mountain."    

    

Yin Biluo shrugged his shoulders, still using the familiar asexual voice.    

    

"Hehe, what do you mean by 'leap into the dragon form'? I don't care about that at all."    

    

Ling Tian waved his hand, "However, you must have had some big matters coming back this time, right?"    

    

"Mhmm, what? You don't want to bribe me, but you want to get information from me?"    

    

Yin Biluo let out a charming laugh, that sound, did have a bit of a flirtatious feeling.    

    

"Hey, I'm your master!"    

    

Ling Tian threw up his hands, "Bi Luo, how did you change your skin? This isn't like you! "    

    

"Tsk, it's been two years. You think I haven't changed? Furthermore, I do not recognize you as my master, so there is no need to bother with master and servant! "    

    

Yin Biluo rolled his eyes.    

    

"Alright, alright, just nice, I'll give this to you."    

    

Ling Tian thought for a while, opened his palm, and took out the Purple Thunder Pearl.    

    

"Nuo, it was just driven out of the stone. It's still warm. Here, I'll give it to you as a gift."    

    

"That's more like it!"    

    

Yin Biluo received the Thunder Pearl, and lovingly played with it for a while, before finally accepting it with satisfaction.    

    

This was some good stuff from the Purple Thunder Pearl. Although Yin Biluo had reached the Phase Stage with his current cultivation, he still needed it a lot.    

    

"Now, you can say it, right?"    

    

Ling Tian poured Yin Biluo another cup of tea and said.    

    

"I did indeed come back on a mission this time."    

    

"Two years ago, other than a portion of our herring s who were left to guard the Xiao Feng Zhen, the rest of us followed the Master to the Mo Bei battlefield!"    

    

"The Mo Bei Battlefield?!"    

    

Ling Tian raised his brows, "Why are you two going there? I didn't know that I was so deep in the water in Zhong State that I nearly lost my life! "    

    

"Of course we have a reason. Besides, aren't you still alive and well!?"    

    

Yin Biluo rolled his eyes and continued, "Naturally, the reason we're going to the Yan Province is for the old tribe that once belonged to Duke of Ling!"    

    

"That is the most respected power in the Duke of Ling, you want to revive the Ling Family, but relying on your growth is not enough, you need to find that power!"    

    

Ling Tian was astonished, but he also remembered that the Duke of Ling had fought in the battlefield before.    

    

"That power is still in the Mo Bei's army?"    

    

Yin Biluo shook his head, "There's no need for you to be happy, most of the old parts of the Duke of Ling are all under the Marquis of Yan State now."    

    

"Marquis of Yan State?" Ling Tian flashed across his eyes.    

    

"Mn, back then, there were some important people who were close to Duke of Ling. One of them was Duke of Cui, and the other one was the once number one person, Marquis of Yan State. At the very least, I do not continue to be persecuted by the Prince Rong. "    

    

Yin Biluo nodded.    

    

"Then in these two years, are you recalling the old tribe that have already gone to the Marquis of Yan State?" Ling Tian muttered to himself. He had a nagging feeling that this wasn't a good idea either.    

    

These people have already been in the Marquis of Yan State for so many years, how many can still be reused?    

    

Moreover, the person who dug up the Marquis of Yan State did not look like a good person either.    

    

Previously, Duke of Ling and Marquis of Yan State were like brothers. As long as we needed it, Marquis of Yan State would definitely help us out. "    

    

Yin Biluo shook his head, and continued: "The reason we are going this time, is actually for the remnants of the old tribe that were scattered across the Northern Wasteland."    

    

"Back then, there were many old tribes in the Duke of Ling that spread throughout the various armies. After that, most of them went to the Marquis of Yan State, but there was still a large portion of them that crossed the border and entered the great Northern Wasteland. It is unknown where they went, but this is the power that we were after."    

    

"Northern Wasteland?" Ling Tian rubbed his hands together, "That is the territory of the current Huns."    

    

"That's right. The Huns is unpredictable and the Northern Wasteland is extremely big. If those old tribes were to enter, it would be difficult to find them even if they hid from the world." Yin Biluo nodded.    

    

"Alright, so that's how it is!"    

    

Ling Tian took a deep breath, "Then this time, when the candle broke, do you know the actual situation?"    

    

"I just arrived not too long ago and was shocked when I saw that the candle had cracked. However, whether or not it happened suddenly, we had already expected it to happen. It's just that, we didn't expect it to happen so suddenly. "    

    

Yin Biluo thought for a while, "We have to start from the battle situation of the Mo Bei. The Mo Bei's battle field is actually the place where the Yan State, the Ji State and the Northern Wasteland are located. The geology there is very bad, whenever the Huns invades from the south, they will definitely pass through there.    

    

"Amongst them, there were a total of three great armies. The strongest among them was under the jurisdiction of the Wang Ting. Secondly, there is the Yan State army led by the Marquis of Yan State. Their troops are inferior to Fu Yuan's army and their strength is also weaker.    

    

"In the end, the weakest was still the Ji State Army, with the lowest number of soldiers and the weakest was just as weak. However, because the Ji State was in a dangerous situation, the threat posed by the Huns was the least, and there haven't been any dangerous situations since then."    

    

"But three months ago, when we were in the Northern Wasteland searching for the Old Clan Head, we found out that the Huns were gathering in large numbers, with signs of coming down south on a large scale. At that time, we sent a message to the Marquis of Yan State, telling him to be on her guard, but we didn't expect that the Huns was going to make a move against the Ji State!"