Suddenly, everyone took a breath of cold air. It seemed that Feng Qingyang was not lying.
"We can just go to the outskirts and wait." After saying that, he stayed here alone to greet the black-armored soldiers and told them some precautions, while the others had already quickly flown to the outskirts of Yinling Spring.
"Fellow Daoist Jian Chen, Fellow Daoist Xue Zhu." Seeing the others leaving one after another, Feng Qingyang was silent for a long time and finally spoke to the two of them.
This time, only one Jian Chen came from the Tianjian Sect, and this Jian Chen had a temper that suited Feng Qingyang.
Hearing this, Ling Xuezhu and Jian Chen, who were about to leave, stopped and looked at him in confusion.
"Why are you here? Just for the Yin Ling Spring?" Feng Qingyang finally asked. He originally thought that they came here like other sects, all to fight for the control of the Yin Ling Spring.
However, if that were the case, why would the Heavenly Sword Sect only send one disciple? Although Linglong Dongtian had many disciples, they were the smallest among the majority.
If we want to fight for the control of Yinling Spring, I am afraid this amount of power is far from enough.
Sure enough, after hearing Feng Qingyang's post, Jian Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Qingyang meaningfully, his eyes staring at him without blinking, as if he wanted to see something from it.
After a long time, he was disappointed. Feng Qingyang's eyes were as deep as water, and there was indeed no ripple in them. Even though he was the peerless genius of the Tianjian Sect, compared with Feng Qingyang's scheming, he was much weaker than him.
The same was true for Master Ling Xue. She was not like Jian Chen. Although her face was calm, there was a gleam of surprise in her eyes. Obviously, she also heard a hint of doubt in Feng Qingyang's words.
"As expected of you, you are the Red Devil. You can see through even the smallest details. I really admire you." Jian Chen was not hypocritical. Since Feng Qingyang had already guessed something, he might as well tell him directly. This way, he could even win a little favor.
Then he looked at Master Ling Xue, and seeing that there was nothing unusual about her, he no longer concealed anything and told her clearly the purpose of their visit.
After hearing this, Feng Qingyang took a deep breath and his eyes suddenly turned gloomy. Not only that, even Tong Hai, who was like a piece of wood and was standing behind him as a group of black-armored soldiers, showed a hint of hatred.
It turns out that the so-called Yinling Spring is just a cover. They came here to explore the reason for the strange changes here, and this reason is said to be related to the opening of the secret realm.
However, they had no idea what the connection was. According to the mission given by their master, the purpose of their visit was not to get the Yin Ling Spring, but for something in it.
It is said that this thing can play a vital role in the secret realm.
However, they are not Feng Qingyang, and do not have his eyes that can observe mountains and search for veins. Therefore, this is why they waited so patiently for Feng Qingyang, waiting for the time he said to come.
In fact, when it comes down to it, the role Feng Qingyang played at this moment was just a guide. According to their original plan, they wanted to ambush and kill Feng Qingyang on the spot.
But no one expected him to be so powerful, and he brought with him a full 500 cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. This kind of force, if equipped with a powerful cultivator in the late stage of foundation building or a half-step golden elixir, would be enough to sweep away any small sect.
"Are you the same? Do you also want to ambush and kill me here?"
Hearing this, Jian Chen laughed and said, "How can our Tianjian Sect be regarded as those villains? If I want to kill you, I can take your head from a thousand miles away."
Although he spoke arrogantly, he also exuded a strong sense of self-confidence. It was not because of his arrogance, but because he was born with a sense of self-confidence.
Among the ten major righteous sects, the Tianjian Sect and the Tianji Pavilion are slightly different from the other sects, and are both good and evil.
If it is said to be righteous, it is rumored that countless years ago, the leader of the Tianjian Sect personally took action to kill one of his affiliated sects, and the reason for the action was that the people in that small sect committed crimes.
This kind of small matter was originally a trivial matter in the world of cultivation, but even so, the entire clan was still wiped out by the leader of the Tianjian Sect. They were all killed without leaving a single one alive.
However, Master Ling Xue had an embarrassed look on her face. Originally, in her impression, Feng Qingyang should be an unforgivable person, but after spending a few days with him, she found that he was a little different from the rumors.
There is not even any similarity between them. Although he is decisive in killing, he never takes the initiative to look for others. The people he killed had all provoked him and spoken rudely to him.
Although some crimes do not warrant the death penalty, in the world of cultivation where strength is respected, if one is not as skilled as others, then one must die.
"Don't blame me, this is all arranged by the sect. You are a murderer without blinking an eye..."
"Devil, right..." Feng Qingyang sneered, and the good impression he had for her disappeared in an instant, and his eyes turned cold in an instant.
Seeing his change, for some reason, Ling Xuezhu felt a pang in her heart, her eyes turned red, and she almost shed tears. Looking at their faces, although they were the same as before, an invisible barrier had been created between them.
She knew that if she wanted to break this invisible barrier, it would be impossible. A hint of bitterness flowed through her heart, but she stopped talking.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and at this moment, a wind suddenly blew up in the mountains, and countless fallen leaves floated down with the wind.
Seeing Feng Qingyang was silent, Jian Chen thought that he was sulking, so he stepped forward and said, "Fellow Daoist Red Demon, don't worry too much. If those people who say one thing and mean another dare to kill you, I, Jian Chen, will be the first to jump out and fight alongside you!"
He came here just to investigate, not to ambush Feng Qingyang.
"Fellow Daoist Jian Chen is joking." Feng Qingyang shook his head, his expression somewhat silent, and his heart was bitter. He thought to himself that it was indeed not so easy to get along with people.
On the surface, they were laughing and joking, calling each other brothers, but secretly they were full of murderous intent.
"By the way, take these two talismans with you. When you enter the black fog later, cast them out!" After hesitating for a while, Feng Qingyang took out two magic-level fire talismans from his ring and said.
Then he threw it casually, and it immediately flew towards Jian Chen and Master Ling Xue.
Seeing that he actually gave her the talisman paper, Ling Xuezhu was delighted and asked, "What are you going to use this talisman for?"
"To save your life, remember, use it immediately after entering the mist!"
As he said that, he turned around and flew towards the outskirts of Yinling Spring with five hundred black-armored soldiers.
Seeing his departing back, Ling Xuezhu felt a little confused, as if she had lost something. She turned her head to look at Jian Chen, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
"Let's go..."