After Linfeng finished eating, he was silently in a daze in the hall, and at this moment Linfeng's heart was full of disgust for the entire Qingyang Sect, and he vowed in his heart that one day he would take his master to leave the Qingyang Sect and leave this intriguing sect that does not distinguish between right and wrong.

Lin Feng wanted to take out the elixir in the storage bag to heal his wounds, but thinking that if his injuries were healed soon, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of Qinghe and others, and when the time came, he would definitely not be able to hide the elixir he was carrying, and he couldn't keep these elixirs on his body, Lin Feng was very aggrieved in his heart, he could still escape if he encountered an opponent who couldn't beat him in the outside world, but he didn't even dare to escape here, and Qingyang Sect only brought him restraint and harm.

It didn't take long for Qinghe to lead a group of disciples out, when he saw Linfeng sitting alone in the hall, Qinghe was obviously stunned, when Linfeng came out before, he thought he was going to leave the team, but he didn't expect him to wait here honestly, it seems that his plan to find Qingyuan trouble after he goes back is going to be yellow again. I didn't expect this kid from Xiaoyangfeng to be quite enduring, knowing that if he escaped from the battle, his master would be affected.

Qinghe was only stunned for a moment at first, and then walked down the street with a group of disciples as if he hadn't seen Linfeng.

Linfeng saw that everyone had gone out, and he endured the pain and followed.

As everyone returned to the inn, Lin Feng locked himself in the room, took out a blue star grass, broke off a leaf and stuffed it into his mouth, and immediately crossed his knees to dissolve the medicinal power. With the spread of the medicinal power, the injuries on Linfeng's body quickly improved, and Qinghe's blow was obviously only a lesson for Linfeng, but it did not hurt important parts.

This night, most of the other disciples visited each other to talk and laugh, but Lin Feng stayed in the room alone, and he had no friends in the Qingyang Sect, so naturally no one would come to him.

Early in the morning of the second day, everyone got up, Qinghe counted the number of people, no one was missing, and his eyes glanced at Linfeng, who still looked weak and sick.

"Let's go!!Follow up, don't be left behind!!" Coming to a no-man's land outside the city, Qinghe immediately opened his mouth and flew away with all the disciples.

Obviously, Qinghe's words were said to Linfeng, who directly pretended not to hear it, and flew slowly and leisurely, looking at the figure in front of him who left himself far behind, and thought to himself: "Lao Tzu is now a wounded, so he has to fly slowly and kill you bastards."

In the evening of the same day, after everyone landed, they waited on the ground for half an hour before they saw the sword flying in the wind.

Qinghe was speechless in his heart, looking at the figure coming from the wind, he thought to himself: "Damn, you kid is too slow, if you fly like this, when will you be able to reach the Zhengqi Palace."

After landing in the wind, he didn't squint, and slowly walked to the back of the team and stood up, everyone looked at him with helplessness, and at the same time complained a little bit in his heart Qinghe, this kid from Xiaoyangfeng was originally slow to cultivate low, and your old man also injured him, now it's okay, it's even slower, isn't your old man supporting everyone's hind legs!

Qinghe looked at Linfeng's soft appearance, and looked up at the sky speechlessly, this kid flew so slowly, and he couldn't throw him down, otherwise he would be derelict in his duties, and he couldn't explain it simply when he went back, did he have nothing to do to hurt him, why bother.

"Xiao Yangfeng's boy, take this healing medicine, don't always ask everyone to retreat, I don't have so much time to wait for you!" Qinghe popped up a red pill in his hand and gave it to Linfeng.

But he didn't want to, Lin Feng didn't even look at it, and he didn't reach out to take it, let the pill fall to the ground, and said lightly: "Don't eat it, I'm afraid of poison!"

"You ......" Qinghe was instantly jumped up by the wind, he was kind, this kid didn't accept it, and he was sneering, and immediately shook his hand and turned away.

For the rest of the time, Linfeng flew slowly, and the others had to stop and wait for him every time, and everyone was helpless and powerless for Linfeng. Qinghe didn't dare to stop him, whatever he wanted.

Finally, after half a month of stop-and-go like this, everyone finally arrived at the Zhengqi Palace in the afternoon, and Lin Feng had brought an iron mask to himself a few days ago, and everyone asked him puzzled, he said that his cultivation was low, and he was seriously injured, and he would definitely be embarrassed by the Qingyang Sect when the time came, and he didn't want to have no face in the future, so he just put on a mask. The people couldn't do anything about him, and they didn't bother to care about him, so they went with him.

As soon as they arrived outside the mountain gate of the Zhengqi Palace, there were disciples of the Zhengqi Palace who came out to greet them, and after verifying the identities of everyone, they then took everyone to the guest room for placement, and then the Elder of the Zhengqi Palace, Ming Daoxin, came to meet the Qingyang Sect Elder Qinghe, and the two were of equal status and had better contact.

"Haha!!Welcome Qinghe Daoyou to the Zhengqi Palace, it really makes the Zhengqi Palace shine, my palace master has been busy with palace affairs recently, and he can't be idle for the time being, so he sent me to come over to pick up the wind and wash the dust for the distinguished guests of the Qingyang Sect, if there is anything that is not well entertained, I still hope that Daoist friend Haihan!" Ming Daoxin immediately said happily when he saw Qinghe. He is really relieved, countless ancestors of the Zhengqi Palace have struggled for many years, and finally ushered in the prosperity of the Zhengqi Palace in their generation, with the secret realm in hand, the Zhengqi Palace may not be without the possibility of ranking among the Holy Lands in the future, and the future is promising.

"Brother Ming Dao is polite, after a long time, Brother Dao's cultivation is better than before, this time I came to your palace, there is a lot of trouble, Zhengqi Palace is not in charge of the secret realm, but shares the resources of the secret realm with all sects, it is really a deep expectation, the selfless act of the Grand Duke, Qinghe admires it very much!" Qinghe saw Ming Dao's heart coming, and immediately stepped forward to return the salute with a fist, as a guest, he was naturally more humble than the host.

"Fellow Daoist, let's not stand, I have prepared a reception banquet for Daoist friends and the Jiejun of the Qingyang Sect, come with me!" Ming Daoxin took Qinghe's hand and walked out, looking very enthusiastic, looking like an old friend who hadn't seen him for many years.

"Okay, good!!Then Brother Lao Ming Dao will break the bank, we have to have a few drinks today!" Qinghe immediately turned around and greeted the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, asking them to follow together, he and Ming Daoxin had already taken the lead.

Lin Feng had just sat down, and he wanted to take a good rest, but he heard Ming Daoxin's voice from afar, so he immediately shrank in the corner and sat down, not wanting to meet Ming Daoxin.

However, the sky does not follow people's wishes, since Ming Daoxin wants to pull everyone to eat together, he will definitely accompany him personally, Linfeng thought about it or can't go, this time, Ming Daoxin sees that he is wearing a mask, he will definitely be curious to inquire, if he lets himself take off the mask, will he pick it up or not?

So in order to avoid this problem, Lin Feng hid alone, found an excuse to be unwell, and went to his room to practice.

Everyone sat down, the banquet was Zhenghan, Ming Daoxin accompanied Qinghe to sit at a table above, and the lower one was divided into two columns, on the left were the disciples of the Zhengqi Palace, and on the right were the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, the disciples of the two factions sat opposite each other, Yue Xintian was also in the column, Ming Daoxin and Qinghe each toasted a glass and then chatted.

"Qingdao Daoyou, I see that there are not many disciples from your Qingyang Sect this time, and there are more than thirty people in the other sects?" Ming Daoxin glanced at the disciples of the Qingyang Sect and found that the cultivation of these disciples was not very high, and the highest was only the seventh layer of blood fusion, so how to grab the hundred places with this strength.

"Alas!!!Brother Dao doesn't know, these two generations of Qingyang Sect disciples are already green and yellow, when Qingyang Sect suffered a great change, many second-generation disciples and my generation of senior brothers and sisters should be robbed, and now only these disciples can barely take it. Qinghe also knew that compared to other sects, these disciples of Qingyang Sect were too weak, and if one or two could enter the top hundred, he would be very content.

"Qingdao Daoyou don't need to be discouraged, Qingyang Sect has stood for tens of thousands of years, and it has a profound heritage, presumably it will be able to reappear in the past glory in a few years!" Ming Daoxin saw Qinghe's melancholy face, and immediately spoke out to convince him, the shocking changes of Qingyang Sect back then shocked the entire cultivation world, even after many years, it still makes people shudder.

"Thank you Brother Dao for your good words, Qinghe salutes Brother Dao with a glass!" Qinghe put down his thoughts and raised his wine glass to salute Ming Daoxin.

"Okay!!Drink!!" Ming Daoxin immediately picked up the wine glass, the two touched it, and each drank it all.

"Brother Mingdao, I think the second-generation disciples of the Righteous Qi Palace are full of talents, and there are several disciples who are all eighth-layer blood fusion, I think it will not be many years before the Righteous Qi Palace will add a few monks who control the God Realm, and then the Righteous Qi Palace will be far ahead of the major factions." Qinghe observed the second-generation disciples who came to accompany the Zhengqi Palace, and deeply felt that the future of the Zhengqi Palace was promising.

"Daoist friends are too famous, how dare I say anything about the fact that I am far ahead, these second-generation disciples of my Zhengqi Palace seem to be able to cultivate at present, but there is no big opportunity, compared with the real genius, it is still far behind, and there will be no chance to be famous in the future. Ming Daoxin listened to Qinghe's words but didn't look excited, obviously in his heart, these second-generation disciples were not good enough.

"Oh!!Why did Brother Dao say this?Could it be that there is something peerless in this world that can't be a genius?" As soon as Qinghe heard Ming Daoxin's words, he instantly became interested, and his heart was very curious.

"Since ancient times, heroes have been reckless, Taoist friends don't know, nearly a year ago, I rescued a young man in the Zhengqi Palace, when he only had a layer of cultivation of melting blood, but he was chased and killed by a monk of the Blood God Sect who had melted blood, not only was he not killed by the other party, but he also cut off a hand of the other party on the way to escape and seriously injured him, of course, he himself was seriously injured, and then by chance he strayed into my Zhengqi Palace, and was rescued by us,

You can't imagine the shock he brought me and the palace master and others, it was definitely a person of great luck, he was seriously injured and comatose for half a year, and even cultivated for a breakthrough, and later designed to kill the monk who chased him, and the wisdom was also extremely high, I wanted him to join my righteous qi palace, but he was used to cultivating freely, and he didn't want to join the sect, he just wanted to be idle and free, I and the palace subjectively, if this person didn't fall halfway, I was afraid that he would be another figure comparable to the southern god in the future. After Ming Daoxin finished speaking, there was a look of regret on his face, obviously annoyed by missing such a talent.

"What, there is such a person? What is his name?" As soon as Qinghe heard this, he immediately asked in a hurry, he was shocked, what kind of character is Nanshen, that is a figure who swept the world, in the era of his existence, even the seven holy lands that are invincible are trembling, for fear of angering him, and now the Zhengqi Palace actually evaluates a young cultivator like this, with the reputation of the Zhengqi Palace, he must not say such nonsense,

At the same time, Qinghe had to admire the Zhengqi Palace in his heart, he saved a Nanshen 40,000 years ago, and finally saved the Seven Holy Lands from the hands of the Nanshen, so that the Seven Holy Lands are still grateful to the Zhengqi Palace, and now he has saved a person who may be comparable to the Nanshen in the future, if such a person grows up in the future, it is bound to bring great benefits to the Zhengqi Palace, and the Zhengqi Palace has been gracious all over the world for countless years, and there should be great blessings.

"Yes, I think the cultivation world will know his name in the future, as for now, I can't say it, don't ask again!" Ming Daoxin regretted a little that his mouth was fast, how did he shake out Xiao Yangfeng's matter, it seems that this wine should be drunk less.

"Understand, don't worry, Brother Dao, I won't publicize this matter everywhere!" Qinghe saw that Ming Daoxin seemed to regret telling him about it, so he immediately spoke out of relief.