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From Qinghe County to Qingming Mountain, there are more than 60 miles of road.

Ling Feng and his entourage galloped for more than two hours before arriving.

At this time, the foot of the mountain has been very lively, and from time to time there are martial arts people who come to celebrate their birthdays, and there is an endless stream.

The Qinghe Sword Sect has been established for more than 500 years, and the patriarch of the sect is also a strong martial artist, and there have been strong people who have suppressed the mountain gate for hundreds of years, maintaining the reputation of the first major faction in Qinghe, and its prestige is far from being comparable to the Qingjiao Gang that has only risen for ten years.

Ling Feng walked to the gate of the mountain, everyone was lining up to go up the mountain, and when they saw the cyan dragon banner of Ling Feng and his party, they immediately got out of the way.

Ling Feng stepped forward and showed the invitation.

The disciple guarding the door looked slightly startled, and hurriedly said, "Deputy Gang Master Lin, Yuwen Hall Master, please hurry!"

Although the Qinghe Sword Sect and the Qingjiao Gang were competitors, they did not dare to despise innate masters such as Ling Feng and Yu Wenyan.

Ling Feng and his party walked through a long staircase and came to the mountain.

The top of the mountain is flat, and in the middle is a magnificent mountain gate hall.

In front of the main hall of the mountain gate is an open field, which is filled with mahogany tables and stools, and many guests are seated.

In the ten counties of Qinghe, large and small gangs, and martial arts families, almost all of them came.

At this time, a group of people walked out of the gate of the main hall.

The leader is a middle-aged man with a calm expression and extraordinary bearing. Ling Feng sensed an incomparably thick innate true qi fluctuation on him, like the clear river under the mountain, surging endlessly, surging endlessly, this kind of true qi has surpassed Song Tianhao and Zhou Yulang, and it is already congenital perfection.

There is no doubt that this person is the head of the Qinghe Sword Sect, the fifty-sixth on the list, and the famous Song Qing, the first sword of Qinghe!

And Song Qing was followed by a few acquaintances, his father Lin Yulong and sister Lin Yuqi. There is also a beautiful woman next to her, who should be Song Qing's daughter and Lin Yulong's wife. Both of them looked at Ling Feng with complicated expressions.

But Lin Yuqi smiled and said, "Brother, you're here!"

Ling Feng smiled at her, immediately looked at Song Qing, hugged his fists and said, "Qingjiao Gang Ling Feng wishes the head of the Song Sect martial arts prosperity and advanced to the martial arts sect as soon as possible!"

At the same time, his subordinates brought the birthday gift, including 100 pieces of silk and satin, 10 pieces of jade, and a 300-year-old mountain ginseng. The ordinary people of the team are precious and solemn gifts, but for Song Qing's identity, these are just ordinary gifts. The Qingjiao Gang doesn't have to curry favor with the Qinghe Sword Sect, so naturally they don't need to buy a birthday gift of several million taels, just a little meaning.

The Qinghe Sword Sect disciple next to him hurriedly took the birthday gift.

Song Qing said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, I just recently have some insights into refining qi and transforming gods, and here I will inherit the auspicious words of the deputy gang leader." ”

He looked at Ling Feng's kind gaze, faintly with appreciation.

Ling Feng's expression was slightly surprised, could it be that he really wanted to refine the Qi and transform the Divine and condense the Yin Divine Spirit? Once this broke through, it would be a half-step Martial Sect, and the Frog Jiao Gang would be difficult to contend with.

At this time, Lin Yulong said: "Feng'er, come in and sit!"

Outside the main hall are ordinary guests sitting, and distinguished guests are all inside the main hall.

And there are still many guests to come, and it is impossible for Song Qing to entertain him alone.

Ling Feng's expression was indifferent, he nodded, and entered the main hall with Yu Wenyan. While the rest of the gang sat outside to eat.

In the main hall, the space is very spacious, there are twelve tables, and almost all the guests are masters above the samurai, and there are not a few innate masters.

Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Brother Lin, this way!"

Ling Feng looked for prestige, but saw Yu Mantang, Song Yurou, Zheng Dongliu, and a strange woman, who looked about the same age as Song Yurou, and looked beautiful and quiet.

The two approached, and Ling Feng greeted all three of them before asking, "Brother Yu, aren't you the commander of Yuxi County, why did you come here?"

The officials of the imperial court came to congratulate the head of the Jianghu sect on his birthday, which was simply uncomfortable, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate would definitely impeach.

Yu Mantang smiled bitterly: "I have long been no longer a county order, that time I lost the county seat, I was originally meritorious because of killing thieves, but I was fined for three years." But the uncle went to the fold and asked the court to withdraw me directly. ”

Ling Feng had some understanding, knowing that this was a way to protect himself. If there is no punishment, it is easy to be caught as a sore foot.

Moreover, it is enough to serve as a county guard with the background of the Yu family, but Yu Shenxiu also serves as the dean of Qinghe Academy, and Yu Mantang is also in charge of the Qipin County Order, which is too powerful and easy to be envied. Therefore, Yu Manlou took advantage of the situation to abandon his nephew's official position. After all, the two had fought together, so he took advantage of the situation to comfort him.

Yu Mantang was quite happy when he heard it, and said: "This is my cousin Yu Wanxin, who is still in the boudoir, and is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, but she is a talented woman who is famous in Qinghe." ”

Yu Manlou gave birth to three daughters in a row, but he had no son. At this time, the eldest daughter and the second daughter were married, and only the third daughter was outstanding, and she was known as a talented woman, and she had the intention to keep her son-in-law.

Yu Wanxin's face was slightly red, and she said, "Lin Daxia, don't listen to her cousin's nonsense, the little woman just writes some poems to entertain herself." What I envy the most is Lin Daxia, who fights with swords and punishes evil and destroys traitors. ”

Ling Feng said with a smile: "You are polite, Brother Yin has often praised your poems with me, you are heroic and magnificent, and women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows!"

When Yu Manlou heard this, his face suddenly became happy, he felt that there was a play, and he talked endlessly, and made peace with the two, which made both of them very embarrassed.

Next to her, Song Yurou's face was like frost, and she just lowered her head and drank tea.

Zheng Dongliu knew her thoughts and quickly diverted the topic.

At this time, people sat down one after another.

Ling Feng frowned suddenly, turned around to look, and found that several people at the table beside him were looking at him with unkind expressions.

These people were all wearing yellow robes, with long knives around their waists, their eyes were like knives, and the true qi in their bodies had a sense of sharpness.

At this time, Yu Mantang said: "These are the people of the Golden Sword Sect, they and the Iron Sword Sect are in-law alliances, if you destroy the Iron Sword Sect, you will naturally evil them!"

Ling Feng smiled slightly and said, "It's all clowns who jump off the beam, just jump on them!"

His eyes swept around, and he actually found another acquaintance, the elder of the Jiujiang League, Qingshi Jian Liang Shixian, and there were some masters of the Jiujiang League sitting next to him.

The innate master's sense was so sensitive, Ling Feng's gaze fell on him, he sensed, and turned to meet Ling Feng's smiling face.

Liang Shixian felt like a sneer, glared at Ling Feng, and immediately withdrew his gaze.

However, Ling Feng's acquaintance was not only this person, he glanced at it carefully, and saw another old acquaintance, the White Tiger Gang Elder Evergreen Divine Sword Gu Changqing, who was also the first innate master he had fought against. He sat down with several masters of the White Tiger Gang, sensing the light in his eyes, turned around and looked back, looking at Ling Feng with a complicated expression. He sometimes thought that if he hadn't been so aggressive at the beginning, he might have been able to lure Ling Feng into the White Tiger Gang, and it wouldn't have caused the gang leader Bai Zhenwei to be killed by Ling Feng.

In addition to these congenital masters, there was also a bearded man staring at him with hateful eyes. This person is the eldest disciple of Lei Dong, the owner of the Thunder Martial Arts Pavilion, and the senior brother of Lei Yun and Xun Shaoyou. He was originally the chief disciple of the Qinghe No. 1 Martial Arts Pavilion Thunder Martial Arts Hall, but Ling Feng killed Lei Dong in the ring, causing the martial arts hall to decline, and more than a dozen senior brothers fought for the position of the hall master, and the martial arts hall was completely dispersed, and he also became a loose cultivator, which can be described as a deep hatred like the sea!