"I'll go with the Taoist priest …" said the Fire Qilin.
Lin Feng nodded.
The Fire Qilin had its own plans.
…
Lin Feng flew ahead. Some disciples were patrolling the area and cursing could be heard from afar. "Damn it, he sent us here to patrol the Yin Mountain. It's so gloomy at night. That Zhang Hui is a bastard. He took advantage of the fact that his uncle is a deacon and transferred those bastards who tried to curry favor with him away from the Yin Mountain. How despicable."
"Sigh, we have no power in the Qing Yang Sect. We can only stay here and see if we can curry favor with a core disciple and ask him to investigate this damned place," said another disciple.
Lin Feng nodded.
Yin Mountain was the place where the ancestors of the Qingyang Sect were buried. It was a place where the dead were buried and had always been regarded as an ominous place by cultivators. Even if one were to patrol the mountain, no one would be willing to come to a place like Yin Mountain. The best place to patrol the mountain was naturally the entrance of the sect.
If there were visitors, they would usually give them some spiritual stones. If there were powerful cultivators who were generous, they could easily give a few high-level spiritual stones. That was a huge amount of resources.
Lin Feng avoided the patrolling disciples and entered the mountains in front of the Qing Yang Sect. There were many palaces in the mountains and many of them were surrounded by dragon Qi. The Qi of the Heaven and Earth there was much thicker than outside. It probably had something to do with the dragon vein.
The Qing Yang Sect's deployment spell casters must have set up powerful deployment spells to absorb the Qi of the Heaven and Earth. A lot of Qi of the Heaven and Earth was gathering there. It was obviously an excellent place to practice cultivation.
"Who are you?" Suddenly, a disciple arrived on his sword and saw Lin Feng wearing a bamboo hat. He couldn't help but feel strange and asked in a cold tone.
"Who are you?" Said Lin Feng, raising his eyebrows.
The disciple was shocked. Seeing Lin Feng's tough attitude, he thought, "Is he from the Martial Spirit Palace?" Thinking of this, he started sweating profusely. He jumped off the flying sword and said, "I am Fan Qiangfu, an inner disciple of the Qingyang Sect. May I know your name, senior brother?"
Seeing this disciple's change in attitude, Lin Feng suddenly thought of the people from the Martial Spirit Palace coming to the Qingyang Sect. Did this disciple think that he was a member of the Martial Spirit Palace?
"By the way, I have a Martial Spirit Token."
Lin Feng's heart stirred. He took out the token and waved it at Fan Qiang.
"Martial Spirit Palace … Core Disciple Token."
Seeing this token, Fan Qiangfu's face turned pale with fright.
"How dare an inner disciple be so arrogant? Is this how the Qingyang Sect behaves?" Lin Feng immediately scolded in a cold voice.
Fan Qiangfu was trembling with fear. He quickly said, "Senior brother, it's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding …"
Said Lin Feng. "Let me ask you something. If you answer well, I'll forgive you for being disrespectful."
Fan Qiangfu hurriedly said, "As long as you know, I'll tell you everything."
"Do you know Zi Xiao?" Asked Lin Feng.
Fan Qiangfu nodded and said, "I do, but I'm not familiar with Zi Xiao. Zi Xiao has been dead for a while. It's said that when he went to the Undying Mountain Range, he had an accident and died tragically."
Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. Zi Xiao's death was something he couldn't forget. He continued asking, "Zi Xiao has a younger sister. Do you know where she is?"
"Senior brother, are you talking about Zi Ling 'er? I know, I know! " Said Fan Qiangfu hurriedly.
"Take me to her." Said Lin Feng.
"Senior brother, come with me." Zi Xiao stepped onto his flying sword and flew off into the distance.
Lin Feng also soared into the sky and flew off with Zi Xiao.
…
In the outer sect disciples' quarters.
"Ling 'er, Xue Yang is here again. Hurry up and hide!"
A green-robed female disciple hurriedly ran into a courtyard and said to a young girl who looked to be about 11 or 12 years old.
Although the girl was young, her figure was slender and she had a delicate and beautiful face. However, her face was very haggard.
"Thank you for telling me, sister." Said Zi Ling 'er, her face pale. She ran out of the courtyard and into the forest. She hid in a small cave, shivering.
She didn't know how many times she had hidden in that cave to avoid Xue Yang. Her small body was curled up, shivering. She looked very helpless in the dark.
Swoosh …
Soon, a young man who looked to be in his twenties flew over and entered the courtyard.
"Where's Zi Ling 'er?" Asked the young man gloomily.
The girl in green who had told Zi Ling 'er to hide said, "Ling' er, she went into the forest to cultivate. She hasn't come back yet."
"She hasn't come back? What a coincidence! Didn't I tell you to tell her to wait for me here when I was cultivating in seclusion a month ago? She went to cultivate again? Did she really go to cultivate? Or is she hiding from me? "
This young man was the 'Xue Yang' mentioned by the green-clothed girl.
Xue Yang was a core disciple of the First Celestial Layer! He had a high status in the Qingyang Sect. He had had a conflict with Zi Xiao before, but after Zi Xiao's death, he had broken through to the Martial King Layer.
However, Xue Yang had not forgotten the conflict between him and Zi Xiao. He had always hated Zi Xiao. Since he could not take revenge on Zi Xiao, he thought of Zi Xiao's younger sister. Although Zi Xiao's younger sister was young, she was very beautiful.
The first thing Xue Yang did after breaking through was to beg the elders of the sect to give Zi Xiao's sister to him. The elders didn't refuse and gave Zi Xiao's sister to Xue Yang. However, Xue Yang was worse than a beast. Half a year ago, he had tried to rape the eleven-year-old Zi Ling 'er.
Zi Ling 'er had almost been humiliated, but fortunately, someone had passed by at that time, and Zi Ling' er had taken the opportunity to escape. Although Zi Ling 'er had been given to Xue Yang, she was still only eleven years old. If he wanted to do something to Zi Ling' er that was worse than a beast, it would be too immoral. This matter had caused some of the higher-ups to be unhappy, which was why Xue Yang had not done anything to Zi Ling 'er for the time being.
Zi Ling 'er fled back to the outer courtyard to avoid Xue Yang's evil claws. Xue Yang would come to check on Zi Ling' er every once in a while. However, he had recently been bitterly cultivating with an elder, so he didn't have much time to be distracted. Zi Ling 'er was spared from his evil schemes.
But now, the bitter training had ended. Xue Yang thought of Zi Ling 'er's exquisite figure and exquisite face, and felt a ball of evil fire burning in his lower abdomen.
Now, Zi Ling 'er was already 12 years old. In Xue Yang's opinion, even if he raped Zi Ling' er now, with his current status in the sect, those who opposed this matter before could now shut their mouths.
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