No one understood why, but Feng Qingyang knew it very well. During the second confrontation, the prince of the Demon Sect clearly told him that if he didn't go to his house for a talk, he would make Feng Qingyang's secret public.
Although Feng Qingyang is not afraid of danger, he doesn't like trouble. The thought that someone is trying to assassinate him all day long drives him crazy.
Although he felt threatened, he could do nothing about it. Even though the Demon Prince's palace was a den of dragons and tigers, he would still have to go in and give it a try.
"I will come in three days!"
Feng Qingyang threw down these words and pulled Feng Lei Yu Dian and the other three forward. There were many people watching, but seeing that the person could fight with the Heavenly Demon Prince on equal terms, he must not be an ordinary person, so they searched in their minds whether there was such a person.
“Get out of the way!”
Feng Qingyang shouted loudly, pushed away the crowd and walked away. Behind him, the Heavenly Demon Prince looked at him deeply and obscurely, then went towards his own palace.
"Qingyang... what's going on?" Gui Feng asked worriedly. He had already found out everything about the background and character of the Demon Prince. He was a very domineering person who loved fighting and was a complete lunatic.
Feng Qingyang shook his head, obviously not wanting to say anything more, and just said: "It feels inexplicable, and I don't know why he suddenly stopped!"
He doesn't want to bring trouble to his friends, which is also the uniqueness of Feng Qingyang.
The five people's originally good moods disappeared like this. Although Feng Qingyang's brief confrontation with the Heavenly Demon Prince made people around him remember him, Guiyuan City was too large after all, and there were countless bloody incidents in the city every day.
Their confrontation was like a wave in the ocean, fleeting.
"During this trip to Guiyuan City, I not only have to enter the secret realm, but also have to find a clue!" Feng Qingyang thought as he walked.
It takes three years to destroy Maoshan and ten years to save Zhu Xuezhu. To destroy Maoshan, you only need strong strength, but if you want to find the inner elixir of the Dragon King, it requires more than just strength.
Feng Qingyang looked at Gui Yuancheng who was speaking sarcastically and kept all of this in his heart. He didn't want to tell anyone else, nor did he want others to share his burden.
Some destinies may be born this way, but if you live under the fate, you will lose your original self.
Feng Qingyang clenched his fists. Nothing is destined at birth, because one must know how to resist. If there is any obstacle in the resistance, then kill the gods! Even the Buddha will block it!
The five people walked forward and looked at the various cultivators in the city. It was really eye-opening. No wonder Guiyuan City could survive in the cracks between several major sects. Except for the city lord, the eternal giant Jindan Overlord, these cultivators in the city who were all in the foundation building and late Qi refining stage were enough to give the major sects a headache.
Guiyuan City is a place where all kinds of independent cultivators and wanted demons and monsters gather. Although it is disorganized, it can be an extremely powerful force if used effectively.
Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang gradually formed a plan in his mind.
Is the city lord looking for a wife? He muttered to himself.
He turned around and looked at Feng Lei Yu Dian behind him and said: "Anyway, the secret realm has not been opened yet, it would be nice for us to go and watch the excitement of the city lord's marriage proposal..." He said it lightly, but there was a barely perceptible coldness in his eyes.
As long as the end is achieved - what's wrong with using the means
"You finally spoke... Junior Brother, my fourth junior brother and I have been itching to do it..." Gui Lei was so moved by Feng Qingyang's words that he almost cried. He walked over and looked at Feng Qingyang with tears and snot, and said, "Good job... Brother!"
Feng Qingyang was already very familiar with Gui Lei's love for nonsense. He sighed inwardly, looking at the many masters in Guiyuan City. If Guiyuan City wanted to win the beauty, it would be very difficult.
After looking at Gui Dian who was standing nearby with a look of excitement, Feng Qingyang really couldn't bear to dampen their enthusiasm, so he had to give up.
He said: "If you want to marry a beautiful woman, you must at least have the strength of the peak of the late Qi Refining stage!"
This sentence instantly knocked the overly excited Ghost Thunder and Ghost Lightning off the cloud. Their faces were gloomy, and it was obvious that they knew that their own strength was a pain.
In fact, it is not their fault. Considering their bone age and their own strength, they are indeed the chosen ones of heaven. However, Guiyuan City is open to all, and the city lord's marriage proposal has attracted countless geniuses from the world of cultivation.
Most of these talented disciples are only at the peak of the late Qi Refining stage. Even if there are many Foundation Establishment cultivators, they are at least over 50 years old.
"Let's go... We should go and see what's going on... It's worth coming here!" Feng Qingyang said as he walked forward. In the crowded Guiyuan City, he just asked someone and found out the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.
Wherever they went along the way, people of all sizes were discussing the city lord's marriage proposal.
The city lord's daughter is also quite young, graceful and elegant. Moreover, she is extremely hot-tempered. She doesn't like red dresses but prefers military uniforms. She has a rare heroic spirit.
Moreover, this time the city lord has invested a lot of money in recruiting a wife. Whoever wins the title of prince consort will be the next heir to the city lord of Guiyuan City.
Guiyuan City has been here for countless years. Not to mention other things, just the spiritual stones collected into the city every day are a huge fortune.
What you cultivate is wealth, spiritual stones, and spiritual medicine. Even if you are dull, you can be trained to be a master in a short time.
But if you don’t have spirit stones, then even if you are a natural talent you can only practice in silence, and by the time you achieve success you will probably be no longer young and have gray hair.
Therefore, most people who came to this marriage proposal came for the treasure.
Several people walked casually, each with their own thoughts.
"Qingyang... are you really okay?" Gui Feng frowned. How smart is he? Feng Qingyang seemed indifferent to the city lord's marriage proposal, but now he actually took the initiative to go. I'm afraid he has ulterior motives.
This little kid has gone through so much killing and suffering at such a young age, and as the eldest brother, he feels extremely sad watching it.
"It's okay..." Feng Qingyang felt something in his heart and answered without turning his head. Everyone has selfish desires, and he is no exception.
Gui Yu seemed to have guessed something. She stepped forward, hugged Feng Qingyang's arm and said, "Qingyang, we are now brothers from the same sect... If you have anything on your mind, you might as well tell us."
After a pause, he continued, "Seeing you like this... it hurts us all."
Feng Qingyang shuddered, and pulled his hand away without leaving a trace, saying calmly: "I understand..."
He raised his head, trying not to let the mist in his eyes rise. The sun was now shining on his cheek, so he put up his hand to cover it.
He recalled the day in the Dark Night Ghost Market when Zhu Xuezhu blocked the fatal blow for him...
I will die for you...
"Some things are always beyond our control, but I will always be your junior brother!"