After saying this, he turned around and walked out the door amid their surprised gazes.
"Dad, didn't you say that this big brother is mute?" As soon as Feng Qingyang walked out, the two naughty kids jumped onto the middle-aged man and asked relentlessly.
"When did I say that?" The middle-aged man touched their hair with a loving look on his face, but in fact, there was a huge wave of emotion in his heart. From his gaze, he must have guessed that Feng Qingyang was definitely not an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, he looked at Li Shan and the other two naughty kids, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he called them into the inner room. He didn't know what he said, but when they came out, their faces were full of excitement.
After leaving the house, Feng Qingyang sat beside the stone table in the courtyard, pouring himself some tea and drinking it. He looked a little dazed. After coming to this small mountain village and this courtyard, he suddenly felt tired.
“Although the life of mortals is dull, they do not worry. They are born in comfort and die in comfort.” He took a sip of tea and murmured softly.
The sky gradually darkened, the sun set in the west, and a bright moon shone its light onto the earth. The refreshing moonlight was slowly absorbed by his body, and the Li family courtyard seemed unusually peaceful.
At this moment, there was a sudden noise in the house. Soon, the door opened and Li Shan and the two kids changed into clean robes. Although the robes were also made of coarse linen, they were very clean and without any wrinkles.
The three of them showed hope and worry, all kinds of complicated lights on their faces. They walked gently to Feng Qingyang's side without answering. When they arrived, they knelt on the ground with a plop.
“Master, please accept my disciple’s greeting…” He bowed three times respectfully and stood aside, looking at him in fear.
Feng Qingyang came back to his senses and looked at the three people's evasive yet hopeful gazes. He sighed slightly in his heart and looked at the middle-aged couple beside him. They were looking at him with tears in their eyes.
"Do you want to become my disciple?" Feng Qingyang turned around and looked at the three people beside him.
"That's right." The two naughty kids didn't dare to answer, but Li Shan stood up and looked at Feng Qingyang with burning eyes.
"Why?"
"Because we want to be as powerful as you."
"Is that all?" Feng Qingyang said, his eyes flashed, and immediately a thought emanated that enveloped the three people.
Boom! Suddenly, the three of them only felt a roar in their ears. At the same time, they saw a red-haired young man killing people indiscriminately. Blood was flowing everywhere, and there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Even the sky was dyed red.
That scene was exactly the one where he went on a killing spree in the Dark Night Ghost Market that day.
After a long while, he withdrew his thoughts. Looking at the three stunned people beside him, he said softly, "Give me an answer tomorrow."
After saying this, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.
"Da Shan... Xiao Long Xiao Hu..."
Behind him, he could faintly hear the screams of a middle-aged couple, but at this time, Feng Qingyang had already disappeared into the sky. He did not go far, but just sat cross-legged under a big tree.
Under the moonlight, there was a faint smell of blood in the air, which ordinary people would never be able to detect.
The ground beneath his feet seemed to be shaking slightly. Although it was only a slight movement, he could still feel it keenly.
He opened his eyes and looked ahead: "Is this a beast tide or man-made?" Then he slowly closed his eyes again and left.
In this state, the night passed very quickly, and in his consciousness, he only felt like he was opening and closing his eyes.
As soon as the sky was getting light, there was a noisy sound coming from the small mountain village. Countless strong men holding bows and arrows or swords stood at the entrance of the village. Behind them were the old, the weak, the children and the women of the entire village.
At this moment, they could even feel the earth shaking slightly and knew what they would face next.
Among the crowd, the Li family father and son who had taken Feng Qingyang in last night were also present. They both held bows and arrows, looking solemnly ahead, their faces trembling slightly.
The whole village originally had several thousand people, but now only a few hundred people are left...
He shook his head and sighed in his heart. Originally, this was none of his business, but he saw it. Seeing it meant it existed. What was in his mind was not something he could decide whether to care about or not, unless he went against his conscience.
"Conscience... Is this conscience?" he murmured softly.
The earth was shaking and the roars of wild beasts could be heard. Just by listening to the sounds, one could guess how many had come this time. The few people they had were no match for them.
He leaped forward and flew over the crowd, but they did not see him.
From afar, many wild beasts ran out from the depths of the mountains, among them there were even some demons that could practice cultivation.
"Is there a monster?" He raised his eyebrows. Since a monster appeared, the situation must be complicated. He opened his third eye and looked carefully at the direction where the monsters were moving.
There was a faint sense of enormous pressure coming from there, and looking at the running beast, it was clearly feeling fear.
"There must be something in there, or a monster." He muttered to himself, thinking that he must go and take a closer look later.
Soon, the herd of beasts arrived. There were all kinds of beasts, but the same thing was that this time there were many beasts, and there were also monsters mixed in. It even exceeded the limit of the beast tide that this small mountain village had encountered before.
The crowd was in turmoil, and in the face of such enormous pressure, many people even turned around and fled, but how could human power match a tide of beasts
In just a few breaths, they would be trampled into meat patties, and the entire small mountain village would be razed to the ground in just a few breaths.
Just when the beast tide was about to arrive, Feng Qingyang moved. He descended from the air with a roar, flipped his palm, and shouted "Vajra Palm".
Suddenly, an extremely huge black handprint was shot out from the air, and with a bang, it smashed the beast in the front into a meat patty.
Then he landed in front of the crowd, made seals with his hands, and pushed forward. Suddenly, the void in front shook, and countless wild beasts turned into ashes under this palm.
With just two palms, the endless tide of beasts was destroyed. The remaining beasts sensed his murderous intent and turned around and changed direction. Soon, they turned into billowing smoke and disappeared from sight.
The crowd stared at the scene in front of them in a daze, even forgetting to breathe. When they saw Feng Qingyang turning around and looking at them, besides gratitude, there was more fear in their eyes.
They forgot to think and looked at him in a daze, like numb puppets.
Finally, after a long time, Li Shan, Li Long and Li Hu stepped forward. Looking at the large amount of beast meat left in front of them, they swallowed unconsciously and then knelt down together.
"I want to be your disciple!"
"Plop, plop..."
Huh! Feng Qingyang raised his hand, and an invisible force lifted up the three of them. The ring in his hand flashed, and a yellowed booklet appeared in his hand.
Then he handed it to the oldest one, Li Shan, and said, "I am not your master, and you cannot tell others that I am your master."
After a pause, he added: "I will only teach you once!"
He turned around, his expression solemn, and his aura changed, instantly covering Li Shan and the other two, while conveying his own artistic conception.
He raised his hand and drew quickly in the air.
"Hurry up and get what you want!"
Boom, the originally clear sky suddenly began to drizzle: "The art of talismans is to comprehend the rules of heaven and earth. Remember, my name is Feng Qingyang."
After he finished speaking, in the midst of everyone’s horrified gazes, he disappeared into the world with a whoosh.
As the saying goes, although you may plant flowers intentionally but they may not bloom, you may plant willows accidentally but they may grow into shade trees. Little did he know that the three people he taught inadvertently today would become a great help to him in the future!