Ling Feng smiled lightly: "Okay, let's go and have something to eat."
Immediately, a group of people came to a restaurant.
Twenty-six people from Qingyang Sect, Ling Feng, Ku Jie and captive Yang Cheng, a total of twenty-nine people, sat at four tables.
Ling Feng ordered the food and wine, paid for it, handed a mustard bag to Taoist Qingyun, and said: "Here are 14 million taels of silver notes, which is half of the money for selling Qingyun Peak. After you finish eating, go to Qinghe County
Wait for me, I'm afraid I might be in trouble if I'm late."
Taoist Qingyun took the bag of mustard seeds and said with some excitement: "Is it really for us?"
14 million taels was a huge wealth that ordinary warriors could hardly earn in their entire lives, and the mountain gate was taken back by Ling Feng. If it were him, would he be willing to give half of it to others? This did make him a little overjoyed, and he was completely disappointed with Ling Feng.
Feng returned to his heart.
Wang Lanfeng, Zhao Qingfeng, Liu Qingxu and others next to them also looked surprised. With this money, their treatment could be improved. Originally, although they admired Ling Feng's reputation and background, they just thought of muddle along.
At this time, I really feel at home.
Why do they join a sect and learn from their masters? In addition to seeking protection, they are also looking for good treatment and enough resources to practice martial arts! If Ling Feng can satisfy these two things, they will naturally be willing to follow Ling Feng sincerely.
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Ling Feng nodded and said: "Don't be happy yet. If this mountain gate is snatched away by the Iron Sword Sect, you can still snatch it back one day when your martial arts are great. But now that it has been sold, it has nothing to do with you at all.
So, you deserve half of this!"
Taoist Qingyun smiled and said: "With my martial arts, it is probably impossible to catch up with Tie Zhengyang in this life. And Tie Zhengyang's son Tie Shaoyang is said to be a genius, and he is an innate master at a young age.
He will definitely be a master in the Human Ranking in the future. If the Lord hadn’t taken action, it would have been difficult for our Qingyang Sect to take back the mountain gate from the Iron Sword Sect within a hundred years. So, I still have to thank the Lord for the gift!"
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Please be careful on the road, the Iron Sword Sect will not give up."
Taoist Qingyun nodded and said with a smile: "Thank you, Lord, for your concern!"
Just as he was talking, the waiter came with food and placed a bowl on each table.
Taoist Qingyun took out the silver needle and tried it. It didn't turn black. He was about to eat it.
Ling Feng suddenly said: "Wait!"
Taoist Qingyun looked shocked and said, "Did someone poison the food?"
Lu Zihao, Qiu Yunxi and others all looked shocked. They immediately went to check on the waiter, but found that the shopkeeper at the counter had disappeared. When they entered the kitchen, they found two corpses lying on the ground. They were dressed as the waiter and the chef, but they had been dead for a long time.
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"It is indeed poisonous, and the poison is so severe that it will seal your throat when you see blood. It seems that the Iron Sword Sect has laid a plan. You should leave through the back door as soon as possible!"
Ling Feng stared at the food for a moment before nodding. Although the poison in the food was colorless and odorless and could not be detected with a silver needle, it could not be hidden by his detection skills.
Taoist Qingyun nodded and said: "Take care!"
He also knows the strength of the Iron Sword Sect. If there are only two people, Ling Feng and Ku Jie, they can attack when they advance and defend when they retreat. If they stay, it will be a drag.
So, the group of people pressed Yang Cheng and left through the back door.
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After a while, Ling Feng and Ku Jie walked out of the restaurant and came to the street, only to find that the street was empty.
There were more than a dozen Iron Sword Sect disciples standing on each side of the street, blocking any approaching pedestrians.
The leaders of them are Tie Zhengyang and Tie Shaoyang, and of course there are also the three great refining elders and the six great innate elders. It can be said that the high-level combat power of the Iron Sword Sect is fully mobilized!
There were so many masters besieging him, but Ling Feng smiled, very happily. Because in his eyes, these people all had moving energy and chivalrous values.
Tie Shaoyang said: "Why is Deputy Gang Leader Lin laughing?"
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said: "A group of chickens and dogs are here to die, so I am naturally happy!"
Tie Shaoyang said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't be able to laugh anymore!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a Buddha's call came: "Amitabha!"
Two yellow figures flashed over and landed in front of the monk Kujie. They were two middle-aged monks wearing yellow monk robes.
These two people are the eminent monks of the Great Vajra Temple that Tie Shaoyang has been waiting for for a long time. They are Ku Zhi and Ku Yan respectively. Both of them are senior brothers of Monk Ku Jie. Each of them is a practitioner of orifice training and has extremely profound body training techniques.
The body is strong and the skills are pure.
Ling Feng looked at the two of them with a solemn expression. He felt an extremely strong energy and blood power from both of them, which was almost the same as the monk Kujie.
Kuzhi said with a peaceful expression: "Junior Brother Kujie, there is no end to the sea of suffering and we will never come back again! Follow me back to the temple!"
Ku Yan didn't say a word, he just looked at Ku Jie silently.
Kujie smiled slightly and said: "Thank you two senior brothers. I will go back to the temple, but not now. I will naturally go back when my Vajra, the Immortal Golden Body, is completed!"
Ku Zhi sighed quietly and said: "You are still too persistent! Is the position of a mere abbot really that important?"
Kujie shook his head and said: "It's not for the position of abbot, it's just for injustice! The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but we monks are also divided into three, six or nine grades. How sad!"
Ku Zhi, Ku Zhi saw that he could not be persuaded by his words, so he had to say: "In this case, junior brother, it will hurt innocent people, let's go aside and solve it!"
Kujie smiled and said: "Okay, if I die, please let Mr. Lin take my head away from my two senior brothers!"
He is a man of his word. He promised to serve Ling Feng for ten years and did not want to break his promise. But if he died, this was the only thing he could do for Ling Feng.
The two nodded. After all, senior brothers, they would not refuse this dying wish.
Ling Feng glared at him and said: "Monk, if you die, I will lose money! I will definitely destroy the Great Vajra Temple by then, so you'd better not die!"
Kujie turned around, took a deep look at Ling Feng, with a complicated look on his face, and then he flashed, jumped onto the eaves, and disappeared into the distance as fast as a wild goose.
Ku Zhi and Ku Yan also jumped up, leaping into the sky, and quickly chased after them.
At this time, everyone in the Iron Sword Sect drew their swords one after another.
Tie Shaoyang smiled and said: "Deputy Gang Leader Lin, you are the only one now, can you still laugh?"
At this time, Tie Zhengyang, Tie Shaoyang and his son, the three major refining apertures, the six major innate masters, eleven innate masters, and twenty warrior masters were surrounding each other. This huge formation would not have been possible even if it were Liu Hanfeng and Bai Zhenwei.
When the masters on the ranking list came back to life, they had no choice but to kneel down again.
But Ling Feng still looked indifferent, smiled faintly, and his figure suddenly disappeared. Almost at the same time, he appeared in front of an innate elder, who had already pinched his throat in the astonishment of the latter.
Just as the elder of the Iron Sword Sect was about to swing his sword with his right hand, there was a click and his throat was broken by Ling Feng.
An innate master died like this, unable to take a single move, just like an ant being crushed to death by a single move!
Everyone trembled in their hearts. At such a ghostly and terrifying speed, they were crushed to death without even having time to react. What a cruel death!
Tie Zhengyang suddenly opened his eyes angrily and shouted: "Kill!"
The thirty masters looked shocked, shouted loudly, and swung their swords forward at the same time.