The Gale Tribe was one of the largest tribes among the ten tribes of the Eastern Wilderness.
Nominally, the Tielin Sect was on par with the Gale Tribe, but in fact, it was at the edge of the Gale Tribe's sphere of influence. It had always lived by the whims of the Gale Tribe.
However, the Tielin Sect was too remote and didn't have any special products. The Gale Tribe didn't want to waste their energy here, so they rarely contacted the Tielin Sect.
Normally, Elder Sang wouldn't have lost his composure. It was just that he had just killed Lin Yuan and brought up the problem of Gao Zhengyang's Divine Weapon. He really felt a little guilty.
"Wait a minute, I'll go see them," Elder Sang said, and then said to Yue Qingxue and Gao Zhengyang, "You guys take care of this place."
Lin Yuan was a priest, after all, and it would be hard to say if outsiders saw him die in the praying hall.
After Elder Sang left, Gao Zhengyang looked at the corpse in a daze. "What do we do with this? Is there any Corpse Dissolving Powder?"
"Corpse Dissolving Powder?" Yue Qingxue shook her head slightly. "I've never heard of it."
"Isn't this a necessary treasure for traveling and home..." Gao Zhengyang murmured to himself.
Yue Qingxue ignored Gao Zhengyang. She went to the wing next to her and took out a linen bag. She and Gao Zhengyang put Lin Yuan in it and told him to throw him into the cave behind the main hall.
It was a natural cave, about seven or eight feet deep. Even though it was summer, it was as cold as winter inside. It was usually used to store food.
The situation was urgent, so they left Lin Yuan there.
Yue Qingxue and Gao Zhengyang cleaned up the bloodstains. Before they could clean them, they heard people talking outside the door.
Gao Zhengyang didn't want to meet the people of the Gale Tribe. He went into the wing where Yue Qingxue lived alone.
"The praying hall is really well built."
Feng Yuan, who walked in first, praised. He looked around and observed the situation in the praying hall.
Elder Sang stayed by his side. His wizened old face smiled reservedly, with a hint of respect and politeness.
Feng Ling and Feng Yang, who were following behind Feng Yuan, had disapproving looks on their faces.
The population of the Stormy Wind Division was over one hundred thousand. The main building of the praying hall was twenty feet high, looking magnificent.
The praying hall of the Tielin Sect was only fit to be their latrine.
The few guards of the Gale Division who were standing at the back also had arrogant looks on their faces. With their foresight, they really looked down on the Tielin Sect.
Yue Qingxue walked out of the hall and greeted Elder Sang with a slight nod. "Teacher."
"This is my direct disciple, Yue Qingxue."
Elder Sang explained to Feng Yang.
Then, he turned to Yue Qingxue and said, "This is the Wind Source Head Instructor of the Storm Division. He is famous in the East Barren for his Stone Cutting Sword."
Pointing at Feng Yang and Feng Ling, he said, "This is Young Clan Leader Feng Yang, and this is Clan Leader's beloved daughter Feng Ling. Little Yue, you have to learn from these people. "
Yue Qingxue nodded slightly at Feng Yuan, Feng Yang, and the others without saying a word.
Yue Qingxue, who was dressed in black, had a quiet, mysterious, and ethereal temperament. Her every movement had an extraordinary aura of a fairy. It made people admire her.
Even though she was a little rude, no one thought there was anything wrong with it.
Feng Yang's eyes were fixed on her. He didn't expect there to be such an outstanding girl in the valley.
Yue Qingxue was beautiful, but she was not the most beautiful.
There were people prettier than her in the Stormy Wind Division. Even Feng Ling's beauty was better than hers.
But her extraordinary temperament was better than all the girls Feng Yang had seen.
Feng Yang was a bold and courageous person. When he met Yue Qingxue's eyes, his heart tightened. He wanted to say something, but he hesitated and didn't dare to be rash.
Feng Yang's nervous loss of composure was seen by his sister Feng Ling.
Feng Ling snorted in disdain. She was still young and didn't think that Yue Qingxue was outstanding. She was very displeased with her brother's loss of composure.
"Extraordinary, truly extraordinary."
Feng Yuan praised sincerely, "Elder Sang's disciple is amazing."
Yue Qingxue's aura showed that she was only a level one sorcerer. But Feng Yuan could sense her unique aura. It was definitely not ordinary.
This girl's future was limitless.
The small Tielin Sect actually had such a talent.
Feng Yuan's eyes flickered. He already had an idea.
"I must take this girl with me."
A powerhouse was enough to determine the rise and fall of a tribe.
If the Tielin Sect were to prosper, it would not be a good thing for the Stormy Wind Division.
But taking Yue Qingxue with him would allow the Stormy Wind Division to prosper.
One plus and one minus, it was a huge difference.
Feng Yang's mind raced. Seeing that Feng Yang was a little nervous, he immediately had an idea.
But he didn't show it on his face. He smiled and said, "Since we are here, we must worship the three Holy Emperors."
"Please."
Worshiping the Holy Emperors was not a small matter. Elder Sang also became more solemn.
In the main hall of the sacrificial hall, the three Holy Emperors of the human race were worshiped.
The Primordial Holy Emperor was in charge of heaven and earth.
The Primordial Holy Emperor was known as the source of heaven and earth, the origin of all things, the source of everything.
The Wuji Holy Emperor on the left controlled the spirits of all things. It was he who passed down spells that gave the human race sorcerers and sorcerers.
The True Martial Holy Emperor on the right controlled life and death. It was he who passed down martial arts that gave the human race such powerful martial arts power.
The three Holy Emperors were the highest gods that the human race worshiped.
Humans who did not worship the three Holy Emperors would be regarded as traitors by other humans. Everyone had the right to punish them.
Under Feng Yuan's lead, Feng Yang and Feng Ling burned incense and bowed respectfully.
Feng Yuan was an upper level three Holy Emperor warrior with keen senses. As soon as they entered the hall, they smelled a strong smell of blood.
Even the smoke in the hall could not cover it up.
Feng Yuan was secretly surprised. This was the hall where the Holy Emperors were worshiped, the most sacred place of the tribe. How could there be murder here?
"There must be a story behind this …"
Feng Yuan felt that there must be a story behind this, and he was even more interested.
Elder Sang said, "Honored guests, you must be tired after the long journey. Come to my room and have some tea. You can rest after dinner … "
"Elder Sang, don't be so polite."
Feng Yuan waved his hand and said, "It's just a mountain road. I won't be tired."
As he spoke, Feng Yuan began to walk around the courtyard with interest.
Elder Sang had no choice but to accompany him and introduce a few words from time to time.
Feng Yuan walked half a circle and came to a door. He stopped in front of it and curiously asked, "This is …?"
"This is Little Yue's room."
"Is that so …"
Elder Sang opened his mouth to introduce it, but Feng Yuan had already pushed the door open and walked in. Elder Sang had no choice but to follow him in.
Yue Qingxue lived in the west wing. The room was not big, with only a small hall and a bedroom.
Gao Zhengyang was sitting on a chair in the small hall. When he saw someone come in, he stood up unhurriedly.
Gao Zhengyang knew that the other party was coming for him.
He did not avoid them because he was afraid of anything. He just did not like trouble.
If the other party really came looking for him, Gao Zhengyang would not hide. He had nothing to fear.
Feng Yuan was tall, with slender limbs, gray hair, and thick eyebrows.
The black scale armor on his body was completely fitted to his body. It was obviously tailor-made.
It could not only protect the vital parts of the body, but also maximize the flexibility of the body.
Including his clothes and boots, they were exquisite in a way that the Tielin Sect did not have.
Just by looking at Feng Yuan's appearance, Gao Zhengyang knew that the financial resources of the Gale Division were far stronger than those of the Tielin Sect.
Judging from the aura fluctuations of Feng Yuan, the other party should be a rank 3 warrior.
Moreover, his aura was heavy, far stronger than the Wolf people's Lang Changfeng. He was the strongest person Gao Zhengyang had ever seen.
"He is?"
Feng Yuan looked at Gao Zhengyang with a playful expression.
This young man was thin and weak, and his appearance was unremarkable.
However, his expression was calm, his eyes were calm, and there were vitality fluctuations on his body. He was actually a warrior who had opened up his spiritual aperture. He looked a little interesting.
"This is Gao Zhengyang. Gao Xiang's son. "
Elder Sang did not want to talk about Gao Zhengyang's glorious deeds, as it would easily cause bad associations.
"Oh, Gao Xiang's son."
Gao Xiang was very awe-inspiring back then, and Feng Yuan had seen Gao Xiang before.
If he was Gao Xiang's son, it would not be surprising for him to become a warrior at this age.
Feng Yuan originally suspected that there was something wrong with the person in the room.
However, Gao Zhengyang looked calm and behaved calmly, and he was Gao Xiang's son, so he let go of his doubts.
Feng Yuan wanted to leave, but he unexpectedly sensed a special aura on Gao Zhengyang.
"Your father is a true warrior. Don't embarrass him."
As Feng Yuan spoke, he reached out and patted Gao Zhengyang on the shoulder, looking affectionate.
Gao Zhengyang had an intuition that Feng Yuan was up to no good.
There was a realm in Chinese martial arts called Cicada Awareness of the True Wind.
It meant that the cicada had already sensed the autumn wind before it came.
Warriors who had cultivated their mind to this realm had a keen intuition for danger.
They could have a premonition of danger before it happened and avoid it in advance.
Although Gao Zhengyang had been invincible in his previous life, his mental state was far from that.
That was why he had been ambushed and killed by a nuclear bomb.
He might not have reached the level of Cicada Awareness of the True Wind after opening up the Shengong acupoint in his mind, but his intuition was already extremely sharp.
As soon as Feng Yuan moved, he felt that something was wrong.
Before Feng Yuan's palm fell, Gao Zhengyang had already slid back silently, avoiding Feng Yuan's palm.
Feng Yuan was a little surprised, and then he laughed.
Elder Sang was very embarrassed and hurriedly explained, "This child has been a loner since he was young and is not used to being close to people. Please don't be offended, Chief Instructor Feng. "
"What's wrong?" Feng Ling, who was behind them, squeezed in curiously.
Feng Ling's eyes were wide open, and she looked at Gao Zhengyang with some confusion.
This dark and skinny young man was even worse than the slaves of their tribe. She wondered what Uncle Feng saw in him.
Yue Qingxue's room was small, and with so many people in, the space suddenly became cramped.
Elder Sang said, "This place is small, let's go to my room."
"Sure," Feng Yuan replied with a smile. Then he said to Feng Ling, "His father, Gao Xiang, was famous in the Eastern Barren Territory, and he was a hero. You are all young people, you should get to know each other better … "
After Feng Yuan and Elder Sang left, Feng Ling wrinkled her small nose and raised her sharp chin. She said to Gao Zhengyang, "Kid, what's your name?"
Feng Ling's facial features were exquisite, especially her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, which were especially bright and lively.
Her green clothes were very exquisite, and she wore green leather armor on the outside, and a short sword hung at her waist, which made her look very heroic.
Gao Zhengyang smiled. Compared to a strange girl like Yue Qingxue, the one in front of him was a real thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.
Although she had no breasts and no butt, she was young and cute. Her arrogance and willfulness were especially interesting to him.
Almost all young girls in the modern world had this kind of arrogance.
But in the backward Tielin Sect, everyone lived a very heavy life. The children here did not have the qualifications to be arrogant.
Even Tie Ying's son, Tie Yong, although he was wild, he did not have this kind of arrogance.
Feng Ling's arrogance was familiar to Gao Zhengyang, and he also found it very interesting.
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