If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 139 The Unallowed Fifth Door
Seeing Feng Ling and Leng Ningshuang confronting each other, Li Yanmo immediately reacted.

Leng Ningshuang wanted to get information about Emperor Lie’s tomb from Feng Ling!

"The tomb of Emperor Lie is hidden outside the city of Nanyang. It's not a difficult secret to know," Leng Ningshuang snapped her fingers and sneered.

Li Yanmo was shocked, but soon felt ashamed of his genius reasoning and became sad.

Leng Ningshuang knows the truth about Emperor Lie’s Tomb, so how could she not know where it is?
In Nanyang City, where the Zhuge family lived in seclusion...it didn't seem like an unbelievable result.

Feng Ling saw Li Yanmo's series of reactions and immediately felt sympathy for the experience of this honest disciple.

"Then you should also know that only the Zhuge family has the ability to unlock the door to Emperor Lie's tomb," Feng Ling sneered.

"Don't worry about that, Sword Saint, it's time to go, Brother Li—"

Leng Ningshuang said something sarcastic again and then gave Li Yanmo a forced smile, as if she was teasing him, or mocking him.

Li Yanmo immediately bowed to Feng Ling in panic, lowered his head and quickly followed behind Leng Ningshuang.

Feng Ling stared at the backs of Li Yanmo and the other two, frowned slightly, turned around and took a step forward.

After leaving the city gate, Feng Ling made a hand gesture with one hand, which turned into a sword light, and in a blink of an eye he arrived at a bamboo forest.

The bamboo leaves swayed, and elegant piano sounds came out from them.

Parting the green bamboos, a pavilion comes into view. Beneath the pavilion, a young girl is holding a pipa, and her slender white fingers gently plucking the strings.

As if she had realized something, the girl raised her eyes slightly, put down the pipa, and turned off the phonograph stone placed on her waist. Only then did the wonderful sound of the pipa stop.

"Did Sister Feng find out anything?"

"I encountered three cultivators who were heading for the Imperial Mausoleum. Two of them were in the Foundation Establishment stage, and the other one...his cultivation level is probably higher than mine," Feng Ling said, leaning against a pillar on one side of the pavilion with his arms folded.

"Oh? Sister Feng, can you tell which sect these three people are from?"

The girl chuckled and lowered her head to pluck the strings of the pipa.

Feng Ling thought of the polite and simple Li Yanmo, and his shoulders relaxed slightly, but what followed was the terrible faces of Dao Hai and Leng Ningshuang, and he couldn't help but click his tongue.

"The sect behind them is quite cautious, but judging by their responses, they don't seem friendly towards our Cang Tian Jian Sect. During this trip to the Fierce Emperor's Tomb... I'm afraid they'll try to hinder me from proving Master's innocence."

"This is troublesome," the girl put down her pipa, held her chin with both hands, and gently kicked her calves. Her jade feet, which were ringed with bells, trembled mischievously. "Sister Feng, I don't think they can find out anything, right?"

Feng Ling shook her head. "Although my Qingxin Jue hasn't reached the level of a still mind, no one can see my true thoughts. Plus, I'm wearing a veil, so they can't find out anything."

The girl's gaze was drawn to Feng Ling's sudden upward jerking of the nutrition bag. Unable to help but glance down at the plains that would make her children cry, she remained silent for a moment before immediately embracing her pipa and shielding it against her chest. "Sister Feng, I'm relieved to hear that. Our Tianyin Demon Sect is determined to succeed in this mission. If Sister Feng needs anything, please let me know."

"Is that so? Then I'll tell you."

The girl's face instantly fell.

I was just talking, why did you take it so seriously?

"Do you have any magical weapon that can conceal your aura? I plan to go check on those three people."

……

When she returned to the yard and heard that Li Yanmo had given out another five million spirit stones, Leng Ningshuang skipped the complaining process and started the education process.

Li Yanmo did not intend to argue. He just followed Leng Ningshuang's instructions and did push-ups with one hand, reciting classical Chinese texts while doing them.

Seeing that Li Yanmo was so skilled and had no intention of reflecting on himself, Leng Ningshuang was furious and sat cross-legged on Li Yanmo's back on the spot.

Li Yanmo also knew what Leng Ningshuang was angry about, so he changed the subject, "Is the tomb of Emperor Lie really outside Nanyang City?"

"Of course, but even within the Dayu Dynasty, only a small number of people know about it. As for the specific details, even fewer people know about it." Leng Ningshuang held her chin and sighed.

"Brother Li..."

At this moment, Dao Hai suddenly coughed, his eyes turned outward for a moment, then quickly straightened up and turned a large circle again.

Li Yanmo just felt very conflicted.

Because he understood Dao Hai's meaning.

Feng Ling came over.

Leng Ningshuang also understood, and the folding fan in her other hand hit Li Yanmo's head with a snap.

"When you're out and about, don't ask too many questions. If you're not told, there must be a reason. Why bother asking more questions and humiliating yourself?"

"I'm just curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat. As for Feng Ling, you'd better be careful. The Cang Tian Sword Sect, the Huang Tian Sword Sect, the Wu Qing Sword Sect, those super sects that focus on swordsmanship have been fighting for the general name of Jianmen for tens of thousands of years," Leng Ningshuang took out the spiritual fruit from the storage bag, took a bite, and said slowly.

"Of course, they'll just keep fighting endlessly, and no one will want to see the fifth gate appear."

Li Yanmo, who was doing push-ups, felt a pang in his heart and spoke hesitantly.

"Jianmen sounds... pretty good."

Leng Ningshuang, who was sitting on Li Yanmo's back, felt Li Yanmo's suddenly accelerated heartbeat. She was a little surprised at first, but then she thought of Feng Ling's identity. She thought that Li Yanmo was reminding her to take the opportunity to improve Feng Ling's favorability. She snorted coldly, and hit Li Yanmo's head heavily with her folding fan, and became sarcastic.

"Brother Li, if those big shots heard what you said, they would tear your tendons and skin you alive."

"There are only four pillars in this world, so naturally there can only be four gates."

Dao Hai also reacted to Leng Ningshuang's praise and immediately smiled coldly, "Emperor Yu was worried that the Cang Tian Sword Sect would unify the other sword sects and establish the Jianmen, so he forged the letter in the imperial mausoleum."

"Brother Li, so you must keep your distance from Feng Ling."

Li Yanmo's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

His sect... seems to be called Taixu Sect.

Because he was worried that the name of his sect would spread and cause his prestige and experience to increase too quickly, he never took the initiative to tell others the name of his sect.

But he was not shy about the name Taixu Sect. If Leng Ningshuang or Dao Hai asked him, he might have told them.

So there is such a trick! ?

When Li Yanmo thought about the possibility of his sudden explosion at any time, cold sweat broke out on his face.

"I, I know."

Seeing Li Yanmo's panic-stricken face, as if his thoughts were seen through, Daohai sighed.

This acting is really amazing.

Leng Ningshuang, who was sitting on Li Yanmo's back and could feel Li Yanmo's heartbeat and blood pressure, admired Li Yanmo to the extreme.

He can even act out heartbeat and blood pressure, how dedicated!

Feng Ling, hiding in the dark, watched everything in the courtyard with his eyes flickering. After pondering for a moment, he slowly retreated.

(End of this chapter)