With the return of Ku Shu and Feng Qingyang, Feng, Lei, Yu and Dian also flew back in a hurry.
Everyone's faces were embarrassed. No one had expected that he would encounter such a misfortune on the first night he arrived. Although he had recovered after being treated by the Taoist priest with the withered tree, this was still a slap in their faces.
Who is Ku Shu? The Ghost King Sect’s half-step golden elixir master, who could be called the sect master in a small sect, had someone almost killed his distinguished guest right under his nose.
"Master, I'll go find the murderer!" Gui Feng became angrier and angrier. Even though he was usually calm, his anger got the better of him. He suddenly stood up from his chair and was about to walk out.
"Come back..." Feng Qingyang called him back before the old Taoist priest with the withered tree could speak.
He continued, "I appreciate Brother Guifeng's kindness, but... I am the one who will avenge myself!" Killing the enemy with his own hands, this is what he should do, and what he must do!
Feng Qingyang looked at the dead tree deeply and said nothing. He just sighed in his heart. No matter how good the relationship was, it was bullshit. At the critical moment, he could only rely on himself.
The atmosphere in the hall was a little depressing for a moment, and everyone felt uncomfortable as if they were sitting on pins and needles. Fortunately, Feng Qingyang didn't say anything.
Seeing that the atmosphere was unusual, Gui Yu suddenly came up with an idea and said, "Qingyang, I see that you are not very worldly-wise, so you must not know that there is a Dark Night Ghost Market in the world of cultivation!" As he spoke, he winked at Gui Feng and the others.
The dead tree secretly thought that what clever disciples they were, and nodded secretly at them.
"Dark Night Ghost Market?" Feng Qingyang asked in a low voice.
"Yes, Qingyang, the Dark Night Ghost Market is a very interesting place. The path of cultivation is long and slow, so you should enjoy yourself while you are alive!" Guifeng showed an evil smile on his face, as if he knew what I was doing, and winked at Feng Qingyang.
"Ahem..." Feng Qingyang understood instantly. Love is a place for pleasure. Since it is a place of fireworks, why is Gui Yu beside him also so excited
"Qingyang, don't listen to what my senior brother says. The Dark Night Ghost Market is a place for trading. If you have a keen eye, you might be able to find a lot of treasures in it."
"Oh? A place for trading?" Feng Qingyang's heart moved. He had been in the cultivation world for half a year, but he had never been to a place where cultivators gathered, let alone a trading place.
He was moved by what they said and forced himself to suppress his anger. After all, this matter had nothing to do with others. It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. He would wait until he was stronger.
Gui Yu walked over coquettishly, took Feng Qingyang's arm and walked out. Gui Feng and others on the side looked at each other in amazement, wondering when this clever and eccentric little sister had changed her nature and become so proactive, even... even holding someone else's hand.
"Wait for me!" Seeing Feng Qingyang and Gui Yu who had already walked out of the door, Gui Feng and others all shouted and followed them.
Seeing that they had left without a trace, the old Taoist priest with the withered tree frowned deeply. He seemed to know who the black shadow was, but the connection was too huge. If he was not careful, it would lead to a ripple effect. He could not afford the consequences of the bad consequences that would be caused.
"Are we ready to take action? It seems I still have to discuss it with the sect master!" As he said that, he flew out of the hall and headed straight for the sect master's place.
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"Brother, why don't you instill your evil thoughts into Qingyang?"
The white clouds were floating slowly, and a group of five people were riding on a black cloud floating in the sky. From time to time, bursts of laughter came from the people on the black cloud, there were angry voices of men, and there were also delicate shouts of women, as they just floated across the sky.
Feng Qingyang sat upright on the cloud. Although he was at the peak of the late stage of jumping corpses, he could no longer fly. Unless he advanced to the wandering corpse again, he could only run wildly on the ground with his two feet swinging.
"Miss Yu... Is the Dark Night Ghost Market just a place for trading?" Feng Qingyang asked. In the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, there are crises everywhere, and murders and robberies happen all the time. As a gathering place for trading, it will probably be even more chaotic and dangerous.
Hearing this, Gui Yu frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Don't call me Miss Yu, it feels too distant, just call me Xiao Yu."
She made a face at Feng Qingyang in a quirky way, then turned to look at Gui Feng and said, "Am I right, Brother Feng?"
Gui Feng was speechless, a gleam of fondness flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Xiao Yu is right, meeting is fate, if we can't tell the difference clearly, it would be too awkward." Gui Dian and Gui Lei on the side also echoed.
Although that glimmer of favor disappeared quickly, Feng Qingyang caught it. He laughed secretly in his heart, thinking that Gui Feng might have special feelings for Gui Yu.
Looking at them like this, Feng Qingyang couldn't help laughing, but a warm feeling surged in his heart. He always forgot many worries when he was with such generous people.
brush!
The black clouds drifted over the hills and finally stopped at the entrance of a market, and several people walked in.
After entering the market, Feng Qingyang was truly enlightened.
There were pavilions and towers all around, which were only available in ancient times. The market was bustling with people coming and going. Looking around, most of them were cultivators in the middle and late stages of Qi Refining, and occasionally a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage would pass by.
Feng Qingyang was amazed. He originally thought that cultivators were rare, but he didn't expect that there was such a lively side. He followed Feng Lei Yu Dian and a few others and strolled in the market, looking around. He looked like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.
"The currency in the world of cultivation is spirit stones. As long as you have spirit stones, you have gained nothing!" Gui Feng fully played the role of the boss and introduced to Feng Qingyang as they walked.
"Spirit stones?" Feng Qingyang was stunned, and then he remembered that he seemed to have nothing except some talismans.
"I'm the host today, brother Qingyang, just take whatever you like..." Gui Feng guessed Feng Qingyang's thoughts at a glance, and didn't want to embarrass him, so he said generously.
"Haha..." Feng Qingyang smiled knowingly, but he didn't plan to buy anything. He had a peerless skill, so why would he need to buy anything? But since it was a market in the cultivation world, he must go there to broaden his horizons.
The few of them walked forward again without saying anything. Soon they arrived at the gate of a manor. They saw shouting and clamoring in the manor. Groups of people gathered together and shouted loudly, and bursts of screams broke out from time to time.
Feng Qingyang's heart moved. Looking at the situation, he was afraid that there were many people gathering to gamble! Thinking of the word gambling, he laughed again. His handsome face looked particularly refreshing, without any bloodthirsty look of a zombie.
"Qingyang, let's go in and take a look. This is a famous gambling house in the Dark Night Ghost Market..." Before Feng Qingyang could speak, the mischievous Gui Yu couldn't wait to say anything.
Gui Feng glared at her, but didn't want to spoil Feng Qingyang's fun, so he said, "This gambling house is full of good and bad people, remember not to cause trouble!"
"Hmph!" Gui Yu stuck out his tongue in dissatisfaction and turned his head away from him.
"This..." Guifeng looked embarrassed.
"Let's go in and take a look!"