This is Mrs. Fang's territory. Lin Qing and Feng Qing would never dare to stay for a long time, for fear that the old woman would go crazy, so they took action and killed them regardless of the situation.
A dead genius is worthless! No matter how sad it is, the upper class of the sect will not destroy Mrs. Fang for this.
The Ming people did not stand under the dangerous wall.
The two of them decisively left Fengleiju, letting the returning Mrs. Fang lose her.
The remnant star mountain, worry-free residence.
The mountains and forests were damaged so badly that they could not live in any way. This was a newly built residence sent by Zhang Tianzhen to allocate them to Lin Qing and his sister to live in.
It has a wide area, quiet area and abundant vitality. It is a good place. It can be seen that the first person in Canxing Mountain values ​​Lin Qing.
In the bright hall, the setting sun penetrates the windows and shines on a neatly built potted plant.
Lin Qing and Feng Qingjue took off their shoes and sat opposite each other on the couch, setting a low coffee table on their chests to separate the distance between the two.
The faint fragrance of tea permeated the entire hall with the infusion of boiling water.
For a moment, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you. There was nothing to talk about, and the atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment.
"Did I see it?"
Feng Qingjue spoke first and broke the silence.
"kindness?"
Lin Qing was stunned, feeling that this person was even more unclear than his own.
"Last night, I saw you fighting the old thief Fenglei."
Lin Qing was horrified, but did not speak, and continued to listen to Feng Qingjue's story, "When you formed a bond with Feng Lei's old thief, he asked me to monitor you and found that you have a talent for alchemy and are also highly valued by the first place in Cancel Star Mountain. He thought about intensifying the conflicts between you, provoking a struggle, and using Zhang Tianzhen's power to deal with the old thief.
When Feng Lei used the power of the Elixir Palace to deal with you, I did not stop it, but instead contributed to the fire, and the publicity was very popular. Later, seeing that you were valued by the ancestor Chihuo, when Liu Quansheng took action to deal with you, he did not hesitate to make a big fuss. Mrs. Fang sent someone to hint Feng Lei and took action to you, so I pushed it behind my back, saying that you were seriously injured yesterday, which was the best time to start."
Feng Qingjue seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, his tone was not turbulent, and he was particularly calm. "I originally wanted to make Zhang Tianzhen and the ancestor Chihuo furious through your death, and take action against Feng Lei and put him to death. Unexpectedly, you actually hide your strength and can fight Feng Lei and deal with the old thief severely."
"Later, although I don't know why, you had a fight with the poisonous woman of Mrs. Fang, but I was happy. I knew that you would ask me sooner or later, so I prepared in advance and wanted to do my best to completely pull the old woman into the water. Unfortunately, I still failed in the end."
Feng Qingjue's words were a little more lonely and unwilling.
Lin Qing listened to everything, his spine became cold and his hair stood up. He thought that everyone was plotting against him. Although the Chihuo Ancestor's final silence made him feel frustrated and sad, he did not lose confidence because of this. He felt that there was still a chance, so Mrs. Lafang took off.
I never expected that there was still someone watching, planning and layout in the secret. If I hadn't been super strong and pretending to be severely injured, I would have really succeeded by the person in front of me. Not only would I die in Bingyue Sect, but I would have been continued to use it after death, and I would have used the final remaining heat to achieve Feng Qingxue's goal.
Even Lin Qing thought more about it. He also remembered Lin Yun. If he really died, this girl would probably be crazy. She would fight hard with Mrs. Fang completely. Maybe she would be used by Feng Qingjue and become a god assist, and squeeze out the last bit of value.
“You can choose not to say it?”
Lin Qing suppressed the throbbing in his heart and was serious.
"I follow you and need your trust."
Feng Qingjue's face was cold, and a faint light flashed in his eyes, "We have a common enemy."
"Are you sure I will help you?"
"yes!"
"You have a grudge with Mrs. Fang?"
"There is a big revenge!"
"Tell me."
Feng Qingjue was silent, and a trace of depression of sadness and resentment flashed in his eyes, as if there were many unspeakable stories buried in his heart. He didn't want to speak or uncover the scars that had finally been scabbed. He was afraid that after tearing them open, he would lose his mind and would seek revenge at Mrs. Fang regardless of everything, he would go crazy.
"What else do you know?"
Lin Qing did not force him, knowing that everyone has a wound that they don’t want to touch, just like him, just like his father, decisively changing the topic.
Feng Qingjue looked at Lin Qing gratefully, knowing what the other party was asking, "I don't know where you hid the old thief, for fear of being alarmed by the enemy. Knowing that you have amazing strength, you didn't follow me. I was afraid that you would find out and directly take action to end you, so I left early."
Lin Qing felt relieved. He knew that the follow-up incident was not discovered, but it also made him more alert. He needed to be more cautious in doing things in the future, so that he would not be exhausted and eventually get a bargain.
Afterwards, the two continued to talk. Feng Qingjue said nothing about his identity, which made Lin Qing very angry. However, the other party finally proposed to sign a master-servant contract with Lin Qing. When Mrs. Fang was killed, she would tell everything at the right time.
Lin Qing felt much more at ease.
At this point, the two of them went back to their room to rest, without saying a word all night, and they practiced until dawn.
...The next morning, the morning glow just appeared, and the mountain wind was still a bit chilling at night. Someone knocked on Wuyouju’s door and solemnly handed a pack of things to Lin Qing, saying that it was compensation from the Chihuo Ancestor.
After seeing the person off, Lin Qing returned to the hall and saw Feng Qingjue. He remembered the current status of the master and servant of the two. He did not hide it from each other, and directly opened the blue package and took out the two items inside.
Two booklets appeared in Lin Qing's hands.
The pages of a book are yellow, the corners are a bit broken, simple, and exudes the breath of time. It can be seen that it is something passed down from a long time.
One is relatively new, with a blue cover and relatively sloppy handwriting, but it is a bit thicker than the previous one.
Lin Qing opened the first book and his eyes suddenly shone. It recorded the unique skills of the Bingyue Sect's Elixir Palace - the Wanshi oven. He used his body as a great medicine and was versatile in ancient and modern times.
This is a classic that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Elixir Palace. In addition to the unique skills of Canxing Mountain, the only two Bingyue Sect who are not derived from the other unique skills of the "Holy Spirit Transformation of Feathers". Earlier, Liu Quansheng used this martial art when he took action against Lin Qing.
It is the inheritance obtained by the first ancestor Bingyue from an ancient ruin.
In terms of force, it can only be considered the top in the world. Compared with Lin Qing's martial arts obtained from the Emperor's Order, it is more than the martial arts used by Mrs. Fang yesterday, and Mrs. Fang.
It has miraculous effects on refining alchemy and recovering injuries, and is something that many alchemists dream of.
If this were the case, Lin Qing would not be excited to lose his composure. The most important thing is that this unique skill is not complete. It is just the first and second books, and the second books have not found the original Bingyue Patriarch. It took ten thousand years to find nothing.
The Dansheng inheritance obtained by Lin Qing in his previous life happened to have the following content, which records many amazing magical techniques, magical methods, and many life and death people, flesh and bone magic powers, and unparalleled attacking techniques. They are not inferior to the existence of "Zhenshihuang Fist". They are the most precious thing in the Dansheng inheritance, except for various elixir recipes.
Unfortunately, it is incomplete and lacks the mental method of the above-mentioned books, so there is no way to practice it. Because he has seen top martial arts, Lin Qing looks down on other martial arts, which is also an important reason why he did not practice martial arts in his previous life.
After sneaking into the Bingyue Sect, Lin Qing checked the information about the Pills Hall in Wanjuan Pavilion. Knowing the existence of this unique skill, he became interested and showed his shocking ability to refine alchemy. In addition to dealing with the difficulties of the Pills Hall, it was to attract the attention of the upper class of the Bingyue Sect, especially the Chihuo Ancestor, to find a way to get the unique skill.
Now, getting what I want is faster than Lin Qing expected. The old man Chihuo Ancestor is obviously very good at it.
Another book is the lifelong experience of the Elixir of Chihuo. When Lin Qing gave this kind of thing to himself, he knew that the other party really treated and cultivated himself as the successor of the robe and mantle.
"He treats you well!"
Feng Qingjue spoke.
"Yes! But I don't like it."
Feng Qingjue frowned, not understanding Lin Qing's meaning.
"Follow me."
Lin Qing put away the things, turned around and walked out.
...Cancegxing Mountain, on the side of the mountain, is in a remote cave covered by a group of vines climbing ground.
Feng Qingjue stared at the ancestor Fenglei lying on the ground in surprise. Unexpectedly, except for his eyes, the other party was as stiff as a dead person, without any anger.
Lin Qing walked over, squatted down, pinched the other person's mouth, and stuffed a pill in it.
"Ahem!"
After a while, the ancestor Fenglei began to cough violently, his mouth was able to move, and he immediately roared angrily: "Feng Qingjue, kill him quickly! Kill him!"
"Old guy, until now, you haven't understood it yet?"
Lin Qing shook his head, "You are so stupid. If you catch you, you will have no sense of accomplishment."
"It's you!"
The ancestor Feng Lei stared at Feng Qingjue angrily, believing that he was betraying him, "You ungrateful wolf whom you are not familiar with, actually betrayed me. If I had known today, I would have left you as a sin."
Feng Qingjue was angry, strode forward, kicked Feng Lei's ancestor in the chest, squatted down, grabbed the other party's collar, and his eyes were scarlet, "Old thief, what qualifications do you have to mention them, what are the faces do you have to mention them!"
Lin Qing stood aside, watching Feng Qingyuan Fenglei's ancestor punched and kicked. Although he didn't know the hatred between the two for the time being, the resentment accumulated in his heart would be vented, otherwise, he would form obsessions and would be detrimental to martial arts practice.
After the ancestor Feng Lei vomited blood and became honest, Lin Qing waved his hand to stop him and asked coldly: "Tell me out all the secret activities you have done for Mrs. Fang over the years, and I might give you some fun."
"You are not Lin Qing, who are you?
What is the intention of hiding in the Bingyue Sect?"
"Bang!"
Lin Qing kicked the ancestor Fenglei in the chest, causing the other party to cough up blood, slid out several meters, and his flesh was pierced by sharp rocks, and instantly dyed red.
"Now I'm asking you."
"Bah! Are you coming for that woman?
No wonder! The Qian family is just a cover to make a fuss with me. What you really want to deal with is not me, but that woman?"
The ancestor Feng Lei's mind changed and suddenly realized.
"That's right! Say it."
"I told you, will you let me leave?"
"Won't!"
Lin Qing's blunt answer.
"There are deaths on both sides, why do I tell you?"
Lin Qing frowned slightly, took out a handful of fine snow salt, rubbed it slightly, and sprinkled it at the wound of the ancestor Fenglei. For a moment, a huge wail sounded in the cave.
"You can not say it, but whether your family can live depends on your choice."
Lin Qing took a towel, wiped his hands, and said slowly.
"you!"
The ancestor Feng Lei widened his eyes, glared at Lin Qing, and then turned to stare at Feng Qingjue, "How have you been doing to your master's wife and junior brother?"
"I'm not as crazy as you, they're still alive now, and if you don't give it to me well, I'm not sure."
Feng Qingjue sneered.
"You evil disciple! The disaster is not as good as your family, you..." The ancestor Feng Lei was full of grief and resentment. As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by Feng Qingjue who was even more excited. He spoke in a cold voice, and his face bulged with blue veins. He picked up Feng Lei who was sank on the ground, "The disaster is not as good as your family?"
How did you do it in the first place?”
Lin Qing looked at the ancestor Feng Lei who was lying on the ground coldly, looked at him sighing, regretting that he had not been able to do it, and saw him crying bitterly, without any sympathy in his heart, "Tell me, otherwise, there will be two innocent souls on the road to the underworld."
"Okay! I'll say!"
After one stick of incense, Lin Qing swallowed a corpse control pill for the ancestor Feng Lei who was killed by Feng Qingjue, and took the corpse into the storage ring to eliminate all traces. He returned to Wuyouju with a pale face.
Chapter completed!