Being low-key is Feng Qingyang's usual style. He originally thought that he was a cheetah lurking in the dark, but who knew that he was actually like a firefly and had already been exposed to the other party's eyes.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile helplessly. Looking at the vigilant look of the mixed-haired bird, he thought to himself that it was obviously impossible to snatch the fire essence from him.
He immediately came back to his senses and looked at Xuan Chen with a deep gaze. This man gave him a different feeling. Unlike the two previous people, the old man who appeared at the beginning tried to kill him as soon as they met.
However, he did not feel any resentment. After all, he was the one who made the mistake first. However, the old woman he met after entering the tribe made him hold a grudge against her.
This old guy suppressed him violently without any reason. It is said that even a rabbit will kick a lion when it is angry, let alone Feng Qingyang.
Seeing that Feng Qingyang was safe and sound, Xuan Chen handed him a jade slip. After a few simple words, he left quickly. He came quickly and left even faster. If it weren't for the collapsed earth and mountains here, who would have thought that a shocking battle had broken out here
Holding the jade slip in his hand, he recalled Xuan Chen's previous instructions and a solemn look appeared on his face. After pondering for a while, he turned back and did not continue to move forward.
The evening sky soon turned dark. He sat alone on a rock, without opening a cave or casting a barrier. He just sat there.
What was strange was that it seemed as if someone from the Wangyue clan had told him something, and no one came to disturb him as he sat in silence all night.
When dawn arrived, he calculated the time, looked ahead, and then looked at the jade slip in his hand that was gradually turning red. His heart sank, and he immediately stood up and prepared to move forward.
After walking forward a few hundred meters, his face looked a little strange and surprised. His scattered spiritual sense clearly showed that he knew there was a young man standing 500 meters ahead, and the road under his feet was the only way for him to reach the forbidden area of the Wangyue clan.
"You, stop!"
Before he got close, he heard the young man's deep voice. Although it was cold, it could not conceal the pleasantness in it.
Feng Qingyang was confused, but ignored it and continued to move forward. After a few breaths, they appeared in each other's sight, only a hundred meters apart.
The young man is not very old and looks to be in his twenties. However, what is surprising is that his cultivation has broken through the Dao Entry Realm. He can be said to be a genius of his generation.
Seeing this scene, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but secretly shake his head, thinking back over the past few years, he is no longer the youthful look he used to be, and has gone through life and death to reach this point now.
When he looked at the young man in front of him, he could not help but sigh, as he had already reached the Dao realm without even realizing it. For a moment, a trace of vicissitudes appeared on his face, and the light in his eyes seemed incomparably deep.
"Fellow Daoist, you have been waiting for me here for a long time. Is there anything wrong?"
"You trespassed into my Wangyue tribe, injured my brother Lei Chen, and even destroyed my Wangyue land. Tell me, are you guilty?"
The young man shouted angrily, a trace of anger appeared on his face, and his eyes were almost spitting fire. If it weren't for some reason, he would have taken action long ago.
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang's gaze remained unchanged, but his face darkened. For some reason, he suddenly felt aggrieved. Looking at the young man's innocent appearance, he suddenly felt very pitiful.
When others are injured, people will sympathize with them, but I can only lick my wounds alone and have to defend against threats from all sides at all times. If I am not careful, I will die on the spot.
Perhaps it was because of his sudden change in mood, the young man's expression suddenly relaxed. Looking at Feng Qingyang's gaze and the loneliness emanating from him, he suddenly felt conflicted.
"What crime have I committed? I have never met him before, but you killed me without authorization. Don't you allow me to resist? I passed by your Moon-Watching Land, but before I even entered, I was hunted down. Am I supposed to just stand here and let you kill me?"
These words, like a string of cannonballs, bombarded the young man's heart, making him pale and step back repeatedly.
It can be seen that although this young man has great cultivation, he has little experience in the world and looks very innocent. He is really naive.
Seeing him retreat, Feng Qingyang felt a little reluctant, so he put away his aura and just stood there quietly. Although he said nothing, the light in his eyes was extremely clear.
The water was as clear as water, without a speck of impurities, and one could see the bottom at a glance. The young man looked at Feng Qingyang deeply and finally stopped talking.
At dawn, a gentle breeze blew, blowing the young man's hair apart. He naturally held it and put it behind his head.
This action was not deliberate, but just happened naturally. When looking at Feng Qingyang's direct gaze, the young man's raised hand suddenly froze and stopped in mid-air.
"You and I just met by chance, and I passed by here by chance. We will say goodbye today and never see each other again!"
After saying that, he immediately turned back, and his eyes became even gloomier.
He has missed the best opportunity to enter today. If he enters tomorrow night, it would be extremely dangerous. If someone tried to stop him, he would have stepped forward and beaten them to death.
This person looks like a man, but is actually a woman dressed as a man. There are traces of magic on his face. Anyone who has experienced some of the complicated things in the world of cultivation can see it.
It was precisely because she was a girl and so innocent that her appearance reminded him of Zhu Xuezhu and Qian Duoduo back then. They were both like that.
With a silent sigh, he gradually disappeared into the night. Under the moonlight at dawn, his lonely shadow was stretched out very long. It was not until a very long time later that he slowly disappeared until he was out of sight.
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Just after he disappeared, there was a distortion beside the young man, the void split open, and an old man walked out. The old man was wearing a silver robe, and it was Xuan Chen who appeared during the day.
"Grandpa, is he really not a bad guy?"
The young man spoke in a soft voice, and then his face changed, like a mirage, and while he was speaking, he suddenly turned into a fragile young girl.
Although she was wearing a male cultivator's robe, her youthfulness and exquisiteness could not be concealed.
"He is not a bad person. We are just standing on the opposite side of the road from him!"
"Lei Ling, don't try to stop this man. He has already missed his time tonight. If you continue to stop him, you will push him into the abyss."
Xuan Chen sighed softly, looked at Lei Ling beside him lovingly, raised his hand and rubbed her head.
"If your grandmother Ling Xiao doesn't change her temper, she will definitely suffer. As for Lei Chen, he is usually unruly and should have suffered a blow a long time ago."
After saying that, he disappeared from the spot, leaving Lei Ling alone. He stared blankly in the direction where Feng Qingyang left, his eyes blurred and no one knew what he was thinking.
"Are you really the kind of person who stands on the opposite side of our path, as my grandfather said?"