Wei Guangming stood up and glanced at Huang Yixie, who was still in a daze, and shouted: “Get out!”
This sound woke Huang Yixie, and shouted at the remaining three or two disciples like kittens: “Get out!”
Ye Ling, who was standing in the air, did not stop them, and let them escape. Some people are more valuable than dead.
As long as they are still alive, the world will not say that Ye Changge is cruel and inhumane, only that the Demon God Sect and the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning are incompetent.
There is a certain distance between total destruction and knockback, even if it is a little distance, it will not make the world’s attention shift to him.
So that he can continue the deployment in his heart. . . .
Sword Tomb, Main Peak, Council Hall.
Ye Ling was sitting on the main seat, and the sword master and the only remaining elders were sitting below. The elders and disciples who had criticized them all shut up at this time.
After seeing the crushing battle before, everyone didn’t dare to complain about Ye Ling anymore. Now that I think about it, it’s pretty good to submit to Xuantian Holy Land, at least you don’t have to worry about being retaliated by.
Thinking about it again, Ye Ling’s evaluation is not bad, and it’s still very good for…
Immediately, after everyone found a reason for themselves, they felt at ease.
Ye Ling sat in the first seat and looked at the expressions of everyone below, and nodded with satisfaction.
“Cough, now I don’t know what plans you have, Sword Master.”
Sword Master Zhou Wuya, who was sitting on Ye Ling’s right hand, suddenly shuddered. It turned out that it was nothing to hear Ye Ling shouting like this, but now, when he heard it, he was a little bit twisted.
“Returning to Holy Master Ye, I also promised to your son before the war that if Holy Master Ye helps my sword tomb to tide over the difficulties, my sword tomb is willing to return to Holy Master Ye.”
The other elders also said in unison, “I would like to submit to Holy Master Ye.”
Ye Ling laughed: “Haha, I promise that if you have any materials you need, you can bring it to me. From now on, we will all be one family, so you don’t have to show off like this.”
Ye Ling suddenly remembered that she and Lu Xueqi wanted to build a small manor by the Xijian Lake.
Then he said to Zhou Wuya: “Old Zhou, I think that… Xijian Lake is quite good, I don’t know if the lake is suitable for building a small manor.”
Zhou Wuya thought for a while: “The scenery around Xijian Lake is beautiful, and Xijian Lake is there, it can be said to be a good place to cool down and escape the summer.”
“But the emperors like me are not afraid of the cold and heat, and the disciples below the emperors are no match for the swordfish in the lake, so that field is always empty.”
“If the Holy Master wants to build a small manor near there, it would be the best.”
Ye Ling nodded lightly and said, “Then help me arrange a few disciples who can build, and then I will ask my maid to design a manor.”
Zhou Wuya nodded and said yes.
After discussing the revival of the Sword Tomb with Zhou Wuya and the elders, Ye Ling stepped back to the Heavenly Profound Holy Land.
When I came to the small yard where Lu Xueqi lived, Lu Xueqi had a cold temperament and didn’t like liveliness, so she lived alone in the small yard.
When Ye Ling came, she found that Lu Xueqi was painting her portrait, so she quietly walked behind her.
He picked her up and turned around in a circle.
Lu Xueqi was taken aback, and when she realized that it was Ye Ling, she relaxed and leaned into Ye Ling’s arms.
Lightly patted Ye Ling, “It really scared me to death, look at my portrait”
Ye Ling joked: “Xueqi’s paintings are all good, but it doesn’t show my dashing and handsome.”
After hearing this, Lu Xueqi couldn’t help but chuckle, “Really, how can there be such a narcissistic person in the world?”
Ye Ling said dissatisfiedly: “I’m not narcissistic, this is self-confidence, and you should say how can there be such a handsome and handsome person in the world.”
“By the way, do you remember what I told you to build a small manor next to Xijian Lake? Are you interested in visiting?”
Lu Xueqi turned around in surprise, and said with a moved face, “Is it really possible to build a manor there so soon?”
Ye Ling said with a smile: “Yes, and you can also design it yourself.”
After Lu Xueqi heard it, she pulled Ye Ling to take a look. Ye Ling took Lu Xueqi to the Xijian Lake with a doting face.
When the disciples who were waiting here saw Ye Ling coming, they bowed and saluted “Holy Master.”
“No gift, are you all here to build the manor?”
Ye Ling asked.
The disciples replied, “Yes.”
Lu Xueqi took a look and explained the plan in her mind and the disciple who was in charge of building the manor. She was ready to go around again. Before leaving, she asked Ye Ling, “We named this manor ‘Xue Xin Ju’. ‘How about it”
Ye Ling smiled and touched Lu Xueqi’s head and said, “As long as Xueqi likes it.”
So looking back and waving his sleeves, a stone tablet appeared by the lake, with the three characters of Xue Xinju engraved on it…
Chapter [-] The Market
After Ye Ling took Lu Xueqi around for a walk, Lu Xueqi went to supervise the construction of Xue Xinju, while Ye Ling, who had nothing to do, went to the Wanyu Dynasty under the alias Ye Fan.
Walking on the busy street, looking at the bustling crowd, Ye Ling couldn’t help sighing: “The daily income of the market opened by the Wanyu Dynasty is equal to the income of a small sect for a year.”
At this time, there was a loud noise from the other end of the market, interspersed with scolding.
I saw the first few figures speeding up, bumping into many roadside vendors and pedestrians.
The person who was hit just got up and cursed a few words, but was pulled by the person next to him.
