Chapter 703: Senior Brother Changliu

In fact, even if Si Ling didn't say it, Yun Qingqing knew who was causing trouble.

Before in Langhuan Palace, those people from Zhengyang Sect insisted on exchanging rare treasures for the indexing mirror, but they also marked the materials. How could Yun Qingqing not notice it?

The two materials were for Qi Mo. He had to go into seclusion to strengthen his soul in the near future and could not be disturbed by the outside world. Before Yun Qingqing left the materials to him, she secretly transferred the mark to herself.

The gate of Tianyi Sect has always been deserted, and the people who broke in at this time could be anyone else except those from Zhengyang Sect.

However, the most important thing for Yun Qingqing right now is to refine the large amount of spiritual energy provided by Yuhua, and she has no plans to go out. As for those people... let alone in front of the recovering Xiao Ling'er, even if Feng Yin takes action, they are no match for her at all, so there is nothing to worry about.

Yun Qingqing looked at the direction where Si Ling disappeared and smiled faintly, then closed her eyes and concentrated. The white flower floated and swirled in front of her, and wisps of pure spiritual energy surrounded her.

…

Outside the gate of Tianyi Sect.

Zhao Chengming held a steel hammer in his hand and fell into silence as he looked at the dilapidated and desolate mountain gate.

The round-faced junior behind him almost dropped his jaw in shock:

"What is this? I've never heard of this Tianyi Sect. How could they have such a solid mountain protection formation?"

The short and fat junior brother also looked incredulous:

"This broken mountain gate can actually block the Heaven-shattering Hammer? This is impossible!"

Zhao Chengming's hand holding the hammer was still trembling slightly, and he felt a sharp pain at the base of his thumb.

He stared at the seemingly dilapidated but motionless mountain gate in front of him, and a surge of embarrassing anger surged in his heart.

The memory of what happened in Langhuan Palace two days ago is still fresh in my mind.

He was concentrating on reading a book when he suddenly felt dizzy and when he came to his senses he was standing in the wilderness.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhao Chengming suddenly "understood" what was going on and gnashed his teeth in hatred.

That woman seemed to have reached some kind of deal with Langhuan Palace. She must have been the one who tripped him up behind the scenes and caused him to be expelled from Langhuan Palace!

Not to mention that she had previously cheated away the Nine-Colored Magic Ganoderma and the Purple Thunder Mysterious Wood. How could he bear such a great humiliation!

Zhao Chengming immediately brought his two fellow apprentices and rushed over following the markings on the two materials.

When he followed the signs to this place, he was disdainful of the mountain gate in front of him, where even the paint on the plaque had faded.

He sneered and took out the sect's most precious treasure, the Heaven-Splitting Hammer. This divine weapon, which had once shattered seven mountain-protecting formations, glowed with a cold green light in the sunlight.

With all his spiritual power poured into the hammer, Zhao Chengming seemed to have seen Yun Qingqing's panic-stricken look when the mountain gate collapsed... and then he was slapped in the face.

The Heaven-Splitting Hammer came down with the force of thunder, but disappeared like a drop in the ocean the moment it touched the mountain gate.

The recoil force made his palms numb, but the seemingly shaky mountain gate did not even disturb a speck of dust.

Feng Yin stood inside the mountain gate with his hands on his hips, looking out through the translucent mountain protection formation with a smile on his face.

"Hey, did someone hire a laborer? What are you smashing with a broken hammer? Did you not eat? I think your hammer is useless, why don't you throw it away?"

The veins on Zhao Chengming's forehead were throbbing, but he had no way to deal with this mountain protection formation. He glared at Feng Yin's smiling face with gritted teeth, wishing he could cut him into pieces with his eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's an ugly expression." Feng Yin shook his head, "How about this, you kneel down and kowtow three times, and I will reluctantly let you in?"

"You!" Zhao Chengming gnashed his teeth in anger, and his two fellow apprentice brothers behind him were jumping up and down.

"Big Brother, we absolutely cannot let this go. When has our Zhengyang Sect ever suffered such humiliation?" the short and fat junior brother screamed.

"They are from the Zhengyang Sect!" Lin Xiuzhu recognized the badges on the men's bodies and his face changed slightly. "Why are they here... and they broke into the mountain gate without saying a word? Could it be that someone from our sect has offended the Zhengyang Sect?"

Lin Xiuzhu was followed by many disciples of Tianyi Sect, all of whom were confused and became nervous after hearing what he said.

"What are you afraid of?" Feng Yin waved his hand nonchalantly, "You have Senior Yun backing you up now, what does the mere Zhengyang Sect mean to you?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a golden battle formation diagram from his sleeve. It was one of the ancient scrolls that Yun Qingqing gave him before leaving.

He had been bored these past two days and had already studied the mountain protection formation thoroughly, and even repaired it. He didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Come, come, stand in position." Feng Yin called out to the disciples of Tianyi Sect, "Let me show you what a real mountain protection formation is!"

The disciples looked at each other, but under the leadership of Lin Xiuzhu, they quickly took their positions and activated the formation according to the hand gestures that Feng Yin had taught them over the past two days.

After all, Feng Yin was someone brought by the Grandmaster. Especially during this period of time, they had witnessed him repairing the mountain protection formation with his bare hands. Right now, they admired him the most and cooperated with his instructions very well.

Feng Yin clasped his hands together, and dense runes suddenly lit up on the formation diagram. Wave-like patterns appeared on the surface of the mountain protection formation, and a golden light suddenly shot out.

Before Zhao Chengming could react, he was hit in the chest by the golden light and flew backwards. The Sky-Splitting Hammer flew out of his hand, drew an arc in the air, and hit the ground with a "bang".

"Senior Brother!" The two fellow apprentices hurried to help.

Feng Yin smiled and retracted the spell:

"The formation that Senior Yun gave me is indeed very useful. Everyone, show the guests out!"

The mountain protection formation suddenly lit up with a dazzling light, and an invisible wave of air swept out.

Zhao Chengming and the other two were like kites with broken strings, and were blown several miles away by this force.

Lin Xiuzhu stared at the scene in amazement: "This...is it solved now?"

Feng Yin proudly rolled up the formation diagram and said, "Of course! This is the formation that your ancestor personally passed down to me, how could it be wrong?"

After beating the person who broke into the mountain gate, Feng Yin put away his playful look:

"Leave a few people to guard it. We don't know what's going on in the forbidden area. Let's go back and take a look."

Lin Xiuzhu also nodded solemnly. When the two of them went back, they saw a small figure not far away looking at them. It was Si Ling.

"metropolitan!"

Lin Xiuzhu hurried forward to greet him:

"You're out! How is the Grandmaster?"

"Young Sect Master, how is Senior Yun?" Feng Yin also hurried forward to ask.

The girl, who looked only seven or eight years old, nodded slightly, her expression calm and peaceful, her silvery moon-colored pupils clearly unfocused, yet it seemed as if she saw everything.

"Master is fine, he just needs some time to retreat."

After hearing her say this, the two finally felt relieved.

Feng Yin felt relieved but also had to sigh. Senior Yun was surrounded by many talented people. This young sect leader only looked like a child, but according to the records of Tianyi Sect, he had been in seclusion for at least several decades.

When she took Yun Qingqing away before, I didn't react at all, and her strength is unfathomable.

Just as he was thinking about it secretly, he saw Si Ling suddenly tilt his head slightly towards him and said coldly:

"I'm sorry to have troubled Senior Brother Changliu these past two days. Thank you very much."

Feng Yin was stunned:

"Oh...it's okay, it's as it should be."

After all, he had gained a lot from this trip, so he should take good care of Senior Yun's disciples.

However, Feng Yin thought that the "Senior Brother Changliu" mentioned by the young sect leader was referring to his master's sect, Changliu Mountain, and did not think much about it.

Si Ling's silver eyes stayed in his direction for a moment, and without saying anything, he turned and left.

"Brother Changliu, please guard the mountain gate for a while. I will go and protect Master."

"Okay, leave it to me."

Feng Yin patted his chest and agreed, feeling inexplicably happy.

The young sect leader was really polite. She called me senior brother~. Since I was following Senior Yun, I was considered a well-known figure.