Chapter 210 Lingyin Sect

More than ten days later, on the south side of Taiyue Hufang City, an empty square was filled with people. At least hundreds of people had gathered here.

Some of them stood together in twos and threes, and some gathered in a group of more than a dozen. Very few of them came here alone. Almost all of these people's cultivation levels were above Foundation Establishment. On weekdays, they were all on their own territory. A respected being, with so many people gathered here at this moment, it can be said that almost half of the foundation-building monks from the Wei Kingdom are here.

Everyone stood in the square and seemed friendly on the surface. When they met someone they knew well, they would take the initiative to say hello from a distance. Of course, there were also people who were not so harmonious and would stare at each other fiercely. One person seemed to see an enemy that he had not seen for many years.

But even though they were filled with anger at this moment, no one dared to take action in this place. The reason was that their eyes were always focused on the square. Two people, a man and a woman, were sitting on chairs and looking at everyone with calm faces.

Of these two people, the man's beard and hair were all white, and there was an old man with a very kind face. He always had a smile on his face, and his kind eyes glanced at everyone present from time to time.

The young woman sitting on his right seemed to be less kind. Her eyes seemed to be covered with ice crystals. When her cold gaze swept across, one could feel a hint of chill in her eyes.

These two people were dressed very ordinary like everyone else, but the aura exuding from their bodies was far beyond that of the foundation-building monks. They were obviously two golden elixir masters with higher cultivation levels.

The two of them were the ones sent by the Xiaoyao Sect to maintain order when the secret realm was opened. Not far behind the two, there was a square formation with four disciples wearing Xiaoyao Sect costumes standing beside it.

The hundreds of foundation-building monks standing in the square were all very wary of the glances that the two men glanced at them from time to time, for fear that they might accidentally offend them.

Standing here, even if you see your former life and death enemy, you can only grit your teeth and restrain your inner emotions for the time being.

Song Qingming, who had arrived here early in the morning, was standing next to the two foundation-building monks of the Huang family. In addition to Huang Shengyue and Huang Shengxin, there was also a foundation-building monk from Pingyang County who came with them this time. His name is Hu Longhai.

This person was originally a casual cultivator who lived in Guiyunfang. His cultivation level had reached the sixth level of foundation building. He participated in resisting the turmoil of monsters more than ten years ago and made a lot of achievements. After the war, he used his military exploits to He applied for a second-level spiritual vein with the Xiaoyao Sect, moved his tribe and a dozen disciples to Pingyang County, which was seriously damaged by the war, and established a small foundation-building and immortal cultivating family.

When foreign casual cultivators like Hu Longhai first arrived in Pingyang County, they soon began to be ostracized by the local foundation-building families. For a while, he could not find suitable allies nearby. He soon turned his attention to outside Pingyang County and relied on The stronger Huang family in Qinghe County, like Song Qingming this time, he was instigated by the Huang family with some benefits.

Not far from Song Qingming and others, Gao Jinhe and others from the Gao family arrived here soon. After seeing each other, Gao Jinhe and Huang Shengxin showed no signs of surprise on their faces, and even smiled and slapped each other. Gao Yubai, who was standing next to Gao Jinhe, glanced at Huang Shengyue and Song Qingming coldly with an unkind expression. He still seemed to have a grudge against the two of them working together to hurt him.

There was another person following the two Gao family members, but this person was not the Lu Xingde that Song Qingming expected, but a monk with a relatively unfamiliar face. He should not be a foundation-building monk from near Qinghe County. His cultivation level seemed to be higher than Gao Yubai's. .

Huang Shengyue looked around but didn't find the Lu family, and said with a smile: "Lu Xingde's timid thing really didn't dare to come. Brother Ninth really got it right."

"Whether he comes or not, it won't affect the Gao family's participation in the fun." After saying that, Huang Shengxin deliberately glanced at the stranger next to Gao Jinhe.

On the Gao family side, Gao Yubai glanced at Song Qingming and said to Gao Jinhe: "Song Qingming dares to come here. We have been talking about it for several months. That old guy Lu Xingde really doesn't have the courage to come with us. Uncle Six, he is really a comparison." "It's so popular."

Gao Jinhe sighed helplessly and said: "Lu Xingde is just a short-sighted person who does great things but only cares about his own life. The Lu family will definitely not be able to prosper in the future. We are just temporarily using each other for this kind of people. I am really small." Looking at Song Qingming, I didn't expect that this kid had no memory at all after being almost tricked by the Huang family last time, and he still dared to follow them here. I really don't know what the Huang family said to impress him and make this kid fight to the death like this. "They work hard."

Just as everyone at the scene was whispering, a black spot that was getting bigger and bigger suddenly flew up in the sky not far from Fangshi. After getting closer, everyone realized that it was a huge yellow flying boat.

"What a big flying boat, who is this big shot coming?" A young foundation-building monk couldn't help sighing as he looked at the huge flying boat getting closer and closer!

Hearing the young man's question, there was a burst of disdain from the crowd.

"Why are you making such a fuss? How dare you come here to fish in troubled waters without so much knowledge."

"This is Lingyin Sect's large flying boat. It seems that they have a lot of people here this time."

Song Qingming had only been building the foundation for more than ten years, and it was the first time he saw such a huge flying boat. It wasn't until the yellow flying boat flew not far above the square that he could fully see what the flying boat looked like.

The yellow flying boat was estimated to be more than ten feet long and three to four feet wide. There were twenty or thirty uniformly dressed monks standing on the bow. There were several golden patterns printed on the monk's robes. By the time the flying boat reached the top of the square, there were about thirty monks in total. Several monks picked it down directly from above and landed it firmly in the middle of the square.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, why are you here from Lingyin Sect this time?"

The old man who was originally sitting in the middle of the square had already stood up on his own initiative and saluted the middle-aged woman who was the leader of the group of yellow-clothed monks who had just left.

The woman smiled at the two golden elixir masters at the scene, returned a salute to the old man and said, "Junior Brother Wang has not come out of seclusion since he went into seclusion years ago. That's why the sect asked me to bring these incompetent juniors out for him." See the world."

"Oh! It seems that Fellow Daoist Wang has got another chance. You young people are all very lucky. I am really envious of this old man."

The woman surnamed Jin hurriedly said humbly: "Brother Wu Dao is joking. At this age, I have long been hopeless. I can only come out to do some errands for the sect. Where can I find opportunities." After saying that, the woman He nodded slightly to the silent young woman standing beside him, took a slight step, and sat directly on an empty chair next to the old man.

The dozens of Lingyin Sect disciples who came with her also left the center of the square with the woman and stood in the open space not far behind her.

Song Qingming took a closer look at the selected disciples and found that the cultivation of these people basically surpassed his. When he looked at them in the square, there was a hint of arrogance on his face. They should all be elite disciples of the Lingyin Sect. .

Before Song Qingming could look back, someone shouted softly next to him.

"Over there, someone is coming again!"