Chapter 245 Qinghe’s first sword, everyone in the house is an enemy
Qingming Mountain is located in the north of Qinghe County, next to the intersection of Qinghe River and Canglang River. The water spirit here is abundant and suitable for practicing water-based exercises.
It is more than sixty miles from Qinghe County to Qingming Mountain.
Ling Feng and his entourage galloped for more than two hours before arriving.
At this time, the foot of the mountain was already very lively. From time to time, martial arts people came to celebrate birthdays in an endless stream.
Qinghe Sword Sect has been established for more than five hundred years. The founder of the sect is also a strong martial artist. Over the past hundreds of years, strong men have suppressed the mountain sect, maintaining the reputation of Qinghe's largest sect. Its prestige is far from that of Qinghe, which has only risen for ten years.
The Jiao Gang is comparable.
Ling Feng walked to the gate of the mountain. Everyone was lining up to go up the mountain. When they saw the green dragon flag of Ling Feng and his group, they immediately got out of the way.
Ling Feng stepped forward and showed the invitation.
The gatekeeper disciple looked slightly startled and said hurriedly: "Deputy Gang Leader Lin, Hall Master Yuwen please come quickly!"
Although Qinghe Sword Sect and Qingjiao Gang are competitors, they dare not look down upon innate masters like Ling Feng and Yu Wenshang.
Ling Feng and his party walked through a long staircase and arrived at the mountain.
The top of the mountain is flat, with a majestic mountain gate hall in the middle.
There is an open space in front of the main hall of the mountain gate, which is filled with mahogany tables and stools and filled with many guests.
In the ten counties of Qinghe, almost everyone from big and small gangs to martial arts families came here.
At this time, a group of people walked out of the door of the hall.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a calm expression and an extraordinary bearing. Ling Feng sensed an extremely thick wave of innate true energy in him, like the clear river at the foot of the mountain, surging and running endlessly.
The level of Qi has surpassed that of Song Tianhao and Zhou Yulang, and it is already innately perfect.
There is no doubt that this person is the leader of the Qinghe Sword Sect, the fifty-sixth on the list, the famous Qinghe No. 1 Swordsman Song Qing!
Next to Song Qing were several acquaintances, his father Lin Yulong and his sister Lin Yuqi. There was also a beautiful woman next to him, who should be Song Qing's daughter and Lin Yulong's wife. Both of them looked at Ling Feng with complicated expressions.
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But Lin Yuqi smiled and said: "Brother, you are here!"
Ling Feng smiled at her, then looked at Song Qing, clasped his fists and said, "Ling Feng from the Qingjiao Gang wishes the leader of Song Dynasty good luck in martial arts and will advance to the Martial Sect as soon as possible!"
At the same time, his subordinates brought over birthday gifts, including a hundred pieces of silk and satin, ten pieces of jade, and a three-hundred-year-old ginseng root. It was considered a precious and grand gift for ordinary people, but for Song Qing's status,
These are just ordinary gifts. The Qingjiao Gang doesn't need to please the Qinghe Sword Sect, so naturally they don't need to buy a birthday gift worth millions of taels. It's just a matter of thought.
The Qinghe Sword Sect disciple next to him quickly accepted the birthday gift.
Song Qing said with a smile on his lips: "Okay, I have just recently gained some insights into refining qi and transforming into gods, so I will bear the auspicious words of the deputy gang leader."
He looked at Ling Feng with kind eyes and a hint of appreciation.
Ling Feng looked slightly surprised. Could it be that he really wanted to refine his Qi into a god and condense his Yin god? Once he breaks through, he will be a half-step martial arts master, and the Qingjiao Gang will be hard-pressed to compete.
At this time, Lin Yulong said: "Feng'er, come in and sit down!"
Outside the main hall, ordinary guests sit, while the distinguished guests are inside the main hall.
Moreover, there were many guests coming, and Song Qing could not entertain just him.
Ling Feng looked indifferent, nodded, and entered the main hall together with Yu Wenshang. The other ordinary gang members sat outside to eat.
In the main hall, the space is very spacious, with twelve tables set up. The guests are almost all masters above the warrior level, and there are many innate masters.
Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Brother Lin, this way!"
Ling Feng looked for a reputation and saw Yu Mantang, Song Yurou, Zheng Dongliu, and a strange woman who looked about the same age as Song Yurou and also looked delicate and quiet.
As the two approached, Ling Feng greeted all three of them and then asked: "Brother Yu, aren't you the magistrate of Yuxi County? Why are you here?"
It is simply uncomfortable for a court official to come to celebrate the birthday of the head of a martial arts sect. The Metropolitan Procuratorate will definitely impeach him.
Yu Mantang smiled bitterly and said: "I am no longer the county magistrate. That time I lost the county seat, I was fined for three years' salary because I had merit in killing the thieves. But my uncle filed a memorial and asked the court to remove me directly."
Ling Feng had some understanding and knew that this was a wise way to protect himself. If he went unpunished, he would be easily caught as a sore thumb.
Moreover, it is enough to serve as a county guard with the background of the Yu family, but Yu Shenxiu also serves as the dean of Qinghe College, and Yu Mantang is also the seventh-grade county magistrate. This is too powerful and easy to be jealous. Therefore, Yu Mantang is also the dean of Qinghe College.
Lou took advantage of the opportunity and dismissed his nephew's official position. After all, the two had fought together, so he took advantage of the opportunity and said a few words of comfort.
Yu Mantang was quite happy after hearing this and said: "This is my cousin Yu Wanxin. She is still in the boudoir. She is also proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting. She is a talented girl who is famous all over Qinghe."
Yu Manlou gave birth to three daughters in a row, but she had no son. At this time, the eldest daughter and the second daughter were all married, but these three daughters were the only ones who were outstanding in appearance and known as talented girls, and they were interested in recruiting a son-in-law.
Yu Wanxin's face turned red and she said: "Master Lin, please don't listen to my cousin's nonsense. This little girl is just writing some poems to entertain herself. What I envy the most is the hero Lin, who wields a sword to punish evil and eradicate evil."
Ling Feng smiled and said, "You're welcome, Wan Xin. Brother Yin often compliments me on your poetry. It's heroic and majestic, and you're not inferior to men!"
After Yumanlou heard this, his face suddenly lit up, and he thought it was funny. He kept talking and tried to make peace with the two of them, which made them both very embarrassed.
Next to her, Song Yurou had a frosty face and just lowered her head to drink tea.
Zheng Dongliu knew what she was thinking and quickly changed the topic.
At this time, people were taking their seats one after another.
Ling Feng suddenly frowned, turned around and saw that several people at a table next to him were looking at him with unkind expressions.
These people are all wearing yellow robes, with long knives at their waists, their eyes are like knives, and the energy in their bodies has a sharp feeling.
At this time, Yu Mantang said: "These are people from the Golden Sword Sect. They are in a marriage alliance with the Iron Sword Sect. If you destroy the Iron Sword Sect, you will naturally hate them!"
Ling Feng smiled slightly and said: "They are all clowns, they can do whatever they want!"
He glanced around and discovered another acquaintance, Jiujiang League elder Qing Shijian Liang Shixian, and some experts from Jiujiang League were sitting next to him.
The innate master's senses were so sensitive. When Ling Feng's eyes fell on him, he sensed it and turned around to face Ling Feng's smiling face.
Liang Shixian felt it was a sneer, glared at Ling Feng, and immediately looked away.
However, this person was not the only acquaintance of Ling Feng. He took a closer look and saw another old acquaintance, the elder of the White Tiger Gang, Evergreen Divine Sword Gu Changqing, who was also the first innate master he fought against. He followed the White Tiger Gang for a few
The masters were sitting together, feeling their eyes staring at each other. He turned around and looked back, but looked at Ling Feng with a complicated expression. Sometimes he also thought that if he hadn't been so aggressive, he might have been able to lure Ling Feng to join the White Tiger Gang.
This will lead to the gang leader Bai Zhenwei being killed by Ling Feng.
In addition to these innate masters, there was also a big man with a beard who stared at him with hateful eyes. This man was Lei Yun, the eldest disciple of Lei Dong, the master of Jinglei Martial Arts Hall, and the senior brother of Xun Shaoyou. He was originally the number one martial artist in Qinghe.
He was the chief disciple of Guan Jinglei Martial Arts School, but Ling Feng killed Lei Dong on the ring, which caused the decline of the martial arts academy. More than a dozen brothers fought for the position of the master of the martial arts academy. The martial arts academy was completely disbanded, and he became
If you become a loose cultivator, it can be said that the hatred is as deep as the sea!