The next day, early in the morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Guo Yan finally woke up and was in good spirits.
So, the four of them rode their horses to the Miao Village in Qiwu Mountain.
However, after leaving the city, the four of them first cremated the three brothers from Mingcang Peak and then placed them in urns.
Guo Yan faced the urns of the three junior brothers and said with red eyes: "Three junior brothers, I am sorry for you and did not protect you! Don't worry, your relatives are my relatives! As long as I am still alive, I will take care of you.
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Ye Xiuyun advised: "Senior brother, don't be too sad, senior brother Wen and the others are still waiting for us to save them!"
At this time, her mental state was much better. Maybe she had let go after venting last night. However, she was far away from Ling Feng. She didn't even say hello until this morning, and she didn't know whether it was because of her venting last night.
I hate him for rubbing salt into his wounds, but he is still shy about his gaffe yesterday.
Zhou Zhijie also said: "Yes, Junior Brother Guo, let's go!"
Guo Yan nodded, then put the ashes of the three junior brothers into a mustard bag and said, "Let's go!"
Immediately, the four people got on their horses. These horses were all good horses purchased by the county and they were extremely fast. They arrived at Qiwu Mountain in more than an hour.
Fengqi Wutong, as the name suggests, is a mountain range with green trees, chirping birds and fragrant flowers, and beautiful scenery. There are many Miao villages nearby, and the Miao village is located on the most beautiful Qingwu Peak.
Ling Feng and his party climbed Qingwu Peak and arrived at the entrance of Miao Village, but were stopped by two Miao warriors who looked wary and drew their swords! These two people were not ordinary warriors, but master warriors who had condensed their true energy. Obviously Miao
Jiazhai is not an ordinary Miao village, but a Jianghu sect equivalent to the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Golden Sword Sect!
Zhou Zhijie stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "We are disciples of the Canglang Sword Sect and are here to pay homage to the leader of the Miao Village!"
Then, a Miao warrior spoke a series of incomprehensible Miao language to confuse the four of them. None of the four understood Miao language.
After a while, Ling Feng took out a pen and paper, which was actually the talisman pen and talisman paper he used for practice, and then wrote a line of words for the two guards.
The two guards looked at each other, one kept guard while the other took the note and went to report.
After a while, a man in blue shirt who looked to be about thirty years old came over, looked at Ling Feng and the other four, clasped his fists and said, "Are these really high disciples of the Canglang Sword Sect? Do you have any proof?"
This person speaks with a smooth accent, is obviously very familiar with the Jiuzhou language, and his Qi and blood are extremely strong, comparable to the middle stage of Xiantian. He should be a core member of the Miao Village, but there is no real Qi fluctuation in his body, as if he was refining the body.
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At this time, Zhou Zhijie took out a white token, but it was the token of a true disciple of the Canglang Sword Sect.
Unexpectedly, it would be better if he didn't look at the token. When he looked at it, his expression suddenly changed and he said coldly: "It's them, arrest them!"
Immediately, a group of Miao warriors rushed out and surrounded the four people.
Ling Feng's eyes showed murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Is this how your Miao Village treats guests?"
The man in blue shirt sneered: "You demon thieves really think that I, Miao Chunyu, am so easy to deceive? Take it down!"
So, a group of Miao warriors rushed towards Ling Feng and others!
"The ocean is boundless!"
Guo Yan suddenly shouted loudly, thrust out his palms, and the surging white Canglang Zhenqi rushed forward like a stormy sea!
More than twenty elite Miao warriors vomited blood and flew backwards, falling to pieces!
When Ling Feng saw it, he couldn't help but look surprised. The power of this palm was comparable to that of a veteran refining master. If the power hadn't been dispersed, none of these people would have survived! This Mingcangfeng is indeed the strongest among the Seven Meridians. This move is simple.
Rough, but powerful. However, Guo Yan, an inner disciple, has such powerful skills. As a true disciple, Wen Dingbang is on the list, so how can he be caught so easily? How strong is the enemy?
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"you wanna die!"
Miao Chunyu was furious. He gathered his energy and blood, pulled out the long slender knife from his waist, dodged and slashed at Guo Yan!
However, the blade stopped just inches away from Guo Yan's chest because Ling Feng's two fingers clamped the blade!
Seeing that the Miao warrior was stopped, Guo Yan retreated to Zhou Zhijie.
Veins appeared on Miao Chunyu's forehead. Although he tried his best, he still couldn't move the blade at all.
After a while, a pretty Miao woman came over and said, "Brother, stop, my father asked you to take them in!"
After hearing this, Miao Chunyu restrained her energy and blood, and Ling Feng let go of Miao Dao and asked him to take the knife back.
At this time, Ling Feng looked at this Miao woman. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old. She was delicate and beautiful, but not that kind of pitiful little woman. She was rather petite. She was wearing a colorful top, pleated skirt, and a headband.
She has the unique exotic style of a Miao girl. Even her cultivation level is not low, but it is not refined Qi and blood, but pure water type Qi. Moreover, she already has innate initial cultivation level, so she should have a water spirit body.
The Miao girl also noticed Ling Feng's gaze, glanced at him, snorted coldly, turned around and left.
At this time, Miao Chunyu said: "Come with me!"
Several people looked at each other and followed.
In the hall, a middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a white long-sleeved gown, an elegant face, a long beard, and a turban on his head came to greet him. He cupped his fists and said, "Young knights from the Canglang Sword Sect, please sit down!"
Ling Feng's soul thoughts swept away, and he immediately felt an extremely thick and pure energy and blood. It was incredibly powerful and not inferior to him!
Several people looked a little surprised. The village leader's dress was really unexpected, but they still sat with him at the mahogany round table in the middle.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar cupped his fists and said, "You don't have to worry. I, Miao Chunqiu, am the head of the Miao village. When I was young, I went to Phoenix Academy to study for several years, so I admired the ceremonial costumes of the Xia people."
Zhou Zhijie cupped his fists and said: "I see, but why did the young village leader ask people to arrest us when we revealed our identities? Is there any hidden reason behind this?"
Miao Chunqiu nodded and said: "Yes, two days ago, a group of people dressed similar to you, claiming to be disciples of the Canglang Sword Sect, arrived. They also showed the tokens of the Canglang Sword Sect, but they sneaked into the village and tried to take it by force.
The patron saint of the village, the Golden Silkworm Gu Mother!"
Zhou Zhijie suddenly understood, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Actually, we are also here for the Golden Silkworm Gu Mother! Last night, our property Linlang Pavilion in Phoenix City was attacked by the Netherworld Palace and other demon sects. Four disciples were captured, and the demon sect left behind
The blood letter requires us to exchange the Golden Silkworm Gu Mother, otherwise the lives of several junior brothers will be at stake! Can the Miao Village Master please lend the Golden Silkworm Gu Mother to save the lives of several of my junior brothers, I, the Canglang Sword Sect, will be grateful!"
Miao Chunqiu's expression suddenly changed and he said: "Although I am the leader of the village, I can't make the decision. This matter requires the consent of the three elders in the clan before using the golden silkworm Gu mother! This is the patron saint of my Miao village.
Absolutely no loan! I appreciate your eagerness to save people, so I won’t care about it. You guys can stay here for two days and then go back!"