Chapter 210 Lingyin Sect

Ten days later, on the south side of Taiyue Lake Market, an empty square was full of people. At this moment, there were at least hundreds of people gathered here.

Some of them stood together in twos and threes, and some gathered in a group of more than ten people. Very few came here alone. Almost all of these people were above the foundation-building stage. They were respected in their own territory on weekdays. At this moment, so many people gathered here. It can be said that almost half of the foundation-building cultivators of Weiguo have come.

Everyone stood in the square, and on the surface, they looked very friendly. When they met someone familiar, they would take the initiative to say hello from a distance. Of course, there were also those who were not so harmonious. They would stare at another person with fierce eyes, as if they had seen an enemy they had not seen for many years.

However, even if they were furious at this moment, no one dared to take action in this place. The reason was that their eyes were always focused on the square. Two people, a man and a woman, were sitting on chairs and looking at everyone calmly.

The man has white hair and beard, and the old man has a very kind face. He always has a little smile on his face, and his kind eyes sweep over the people on the scene from time to time.

The young woman sitting on his right does not seem so kind, and her eyes seem to be covered with ice crystals. When the cold eyes sweep over, people can still feel a hint of coldness in her eyes.

The two people are dressed very ordinary like everyone else, but the aura they exude is far beyond that of the foundation-building cultivators. They are obviously two Jindan real people with higher cultivation.

The two of them were sent by Xiaoyao Sect to maintain order at the scene when the secret realm was opened. Not far behind them, there is a square formation platform, and four disciples wearing Xiaoyao Sect costumes stand on the side.

The hundreds of foundation-building cultivators standing in the square are very afraid of the eyes of the two people sweeping over from time to time, for fear that they will accidentally anger the two.

Standing here, even if you see your former mortal enemy, you can only grit your teeth and restrain your inner emotions for the time being.

Song Qingming, who had arrived here early in the morning, was standing next to the two foundation-building cultivators of the Huang family. In addition to Huang Shengyue and Huang Shengxin, there was also a foundation-building cultivator from Pingyang County named Hu Longhai.

This person was originally a casual cultivator in Guiyunfang. He had reached the sixth level of foundation-building. More than ten years ago, he participated in resisting the monster riots and made many contributions. After the war, he used his military exploits to apply for a second-level spiritual vein from Xiaoyao Sect. He brought his clansmen and a dozen disciples to Pingyang County, which was severely damaged by the war, and established a small foundation-building family.

As soon as Hu Longhai, an outsider casual cultivator, arrived in Pingyang County, he was ostracized by the local foundation-building family. He could not find a suitable ally nearby for a while, so he soon turned his attention to outside Pingyang County and relied on the powerful Huang family in Qinghe County. Like Song Qingming, he was encouraged by the Huang family.

Not far from Song Qingming and his companions, Gao Jinhe and others from the Gao family also came here soon. After seeing each other, Gao Jinhe and Huang Shengxin did not show any surprise on their faces. They even smiled and bowed to each other. Gao Yubai, who was standing next to Gao Jinhe, looked at Huang Shengyue and Song Qingming with a cold and unfriendly look. He seemed to still have a grudge against the fact that the two of them had joined forces to injure him.

There was another person next to the two Gao family members, but this person was not Lu Xingde as Song Qingming expected, but a cultivator with a relatively unfamiliar face. He should not be a foundation-building cultivator near Qinghe County, and his cultivation seemed to be higher than Gao Yubai.

Huang Shengyue looked around and did not find the figure of the Lu family. He smiled and said, "Lu Xingde, that timid thing, really didn't dare to come. Brother Jiu was right."

"Whether he comes or not, it will not affect the Gao family's coming to join in the fun." After saying that, Huang Shengxin deliberately glanced at the stranger next to Gao Jinhe.

At the Gao family, Gao Yubai glanced at Song Qingming and said to Gao Jinhe: "Song Qingming dared to come here. We have been trying to persuade him for several months, but the old man Lu Xingde really doesn't have the courage to come with us. Sixth uncle, it's really annoying to compare yourself with others."

Gao Jinhe sighed helplessly and said: "Lu Xingde is just a short-sighted person who is willing to do great things but cherish his life. The Lu family will definitely not be able to achieve anything in the future. We are just using each other temporarily for such people. I really underestimated Song Qingming. I didn't expect that this kid didn't learn his lesson after being almost cheated by the Huang family last time. He dared to follow them here. I really don't know what the Huang family said to move him and let this kid work so hard for them."

Just as everyone at the scene was whispering, a black dot that was getting bigger and bigger suddenly flew in the sky not far from the market. After getting closer, everyone realized that it was an extremely huge yellow flying boat.

"What a big flying boat. Who is this important person coming?" A young foundation-building cultivator couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the huge flying boat that was getting closer and closer!

Upon hearing the young man's question, a disdainful voice came from the crowd.

"Why are you making such a fuss, kid? You have no experience at all, but you dare to fish in troubled waters here."

"This is the large flying boat of the Lingyin Sect. It seems that they have brought a lot of people this time."

Song Qingming had only been building his foundation for more than a decade, and it was the first time he had seen such a huge flying boat. It was not until the yellow flying boat flew not far above the square that he could see the appearance of the flying boat clearly.

The yellow flying boat was estimated to be more than ten feet long and thirty or thirty feet wide. There were twenty or thirty monks in uniform standing on the bow, with golden patterns printed on their robes. When the flying boat reached the top of the square, about thirty monks came down directly from it and landed steadily in the middle of the square.

"Fellow Daoist Jin, why are you here this time?"

The old man who was originally sitting in the middle of the square had already stood up and clasped his hands and bowed to a middle-aged woman who was the leader of the group of yellow-clothed monks who had just landed.

The woman smiled at the two Jindan Zhenren on the scene, and returned a salute to the old man, saying: "Junior Brother Wang has not come out of seclusion since the year before, so the sect asked me to bring these useless juniors out to see the world for him."

"Oh! In this case, it seems that Brother Wang has got another opportunity. You young people are all very lucky, which really makes me, an old man, envious."

The woman surnamed Jin hurriedly said modestly: "Brother Wudao, you are joking. At my age, I have no hope of becoming a Taoist. I can only come out to do some errands for the sect. How can I find opportunities?" After saying that, the woman nodded slightly to the young woman who was standing aside but did not speak, and took a light step and sat directly on an empty chair next to the old man.

The dozens of disciples of Lingyin Sect who came with her also followed the woman out of the center of the square and stood on the open space not far behind her.

Song Qingming looked carefully at the selected disciples and found that their cultivation was basically higher than his. When he looked at them in the square, there was a hint of arrogance on his face. They should be elite disciples in Lingyin Sect.

Before Song Qingming could look away, someone beside him whispered.

"Over there, there's another person coming!"