Fengyunlu

"I heard that Feng Wanlin and his wife gave birth to a natural genius child. Is this the child?" The man's eyes were wide open, full of surprise, as if he wanted to see through Feng Chen and look straight into the depths of his soul.

Feng Chen was not afraid at all. He looked straight ahead, and his mind moved, as sharp as a knife, cutting through all the oppressive feelings. It seemed that there was infinite power hidden in his eyes, which could easily cut off all restraints.

The man was shocked. This little guy was only about ten years old, but he could break my eyes with just a thought. Although it was just an unintentional release, it was not something that any child in the Phoenix Initial Realm could do. It seemed that the rumors were true, and Fengsha Castle really had a natural genius child.

Thinking of this, he walked forward and said, "So it's the Fairy Concubine here. Qiu Lingjin is honored to meet you." There was respect in his voice, as if he was full of admiration for Feng Chen's background and abilities.

Ali smiled, turned her body sideways and said nothing. There was a hint of mystery in her smile, as if she was hinting at something but she just didn't say it out loud.

Qiu Lingjin didn't mind and turned to look at Zhuang Mo: "Excuse me, is this Zhuang Mo, the King of Hell who killed everyone a hundred years ago?" There was a hint of tentativeness in his tone, as if he was confirming a legendary figure.

Zhuang Mo waved his hand and said with a smile: "Those are things of the past, why mention them again." There was a hint of indifference in his smile, as if the glorious past was just a passing cloud to him.

After hearing what he said, everyone else turned their eyes to Zhuang Mo, with various emotions in their eyes, including envy, awe, and a hint of dissatisfaction. Their eyes were full of complex emotions, as if they were thinking about Zhuang Mo's past and present.

"Hey!" Qiu Lingjin suddenly waved his hands and said seriously: "Brother Zhuang killed people all the way back then and gave us a lot of revenge. I envy him so much every time I think about it." His tone was full of admiration, as if he was praising Zhuang Mo's bravery.

Seeing his sincere face, Zhuang Mo turned around and continued, "Brother Qiu, don't be envious. Compared with the courage of your ancestor, the Lord of the Demon Palace of Beichen Palace, what I have done is nothing." There was a hint of humility in his tone, as if reminding Qiu Lingjin that his ancestors were the real heroes.

When Qiu Lingjin heard this, a look of pride appeared on his face, but when he thought about the danger he was in, his eyes became sharp again: "Brother Zhuang, what you said hits the nail on the head. I came here today to retrieve my ancestors' magic weapon." His tone was full of determination, as if he was determined to complete this task no matter what the cost.

"Then I wish Brother Qiu immediate success." Zhuang Mo smiled and stopped talking. His smile was full of blessings, as if he was full of confidence in Qiu Lingjin's success.

Seeing his mysterious look, Qiu Lingjin rolled her eyes a few times, then turned to Moqiu and said, "Yesterday you sent someone to tell you that Thunder Mountain can be conquered today. Now that we are here, tell us your plans as soon as possible." His tone was full of eagerness, as if he was looking forward to the upcoming battle.

"Don't be impatient, Brother Qiu, wait a moment." Moqiu was surrounded by black mist, and it was unknown what he was planning. There was a hint of mystery in his voice, as if hinting at some important plan.

At this time, a slightly shorter middle-aged man among the people who came later came forward, blinked his eyes and signaled Qiu Lingjin to step back and wait for a moment, then looked at Mo Qiu, turned to Lei Gong and said, "Master Lei, it's been more than a hundred years since we last met. Do you still remember me?" There was a hint of tentativeness in his tone, as if he was confirming whether Lei Gong still remembered him.

"Chunming Pavilion." Lei Gong's eyes remained unchanged as he spoke calmly. There was a hint of indifference in his voice, as if he was not surprised by the appearance of this person.

"That's right." Chunmingge laughed: "It was you who defeated me. You spared my life back then. Today, my four brothers have come here uninvited, and we have to reminisce about the past." His tone was full of provocation, as if he was challenging Lei Gong's authority.

Lei Gong followed his gaze and saw that the four people he was talking about were the Four Saints of Spring and Autumn in Beichen Palace, headed by him, the eldest was Chunfeng Chunming Pavilion, the second was Xiazhi Xiatianchang, the third was Qiu Shuang Qiu Lingjin, and the last was Dongmie Dongxuegui.

These four brothers are half-brothers and are the direct descendants of Beichen Palace. They are also the current helmsmen. More than a hundred years ago, they joined forces to fight against Lei Gong. Unfortunately, Lei Gong's Snow Falling Sky was too powerful. The four tried their best but were still defeated and almost lost their lives. If Xu Yi had not come to the rescue, Beichen Palace might have declined long ago.

Because of this, Beichen Palace has never refused Xu Yi's request for more than a hundred years, and he is here to help today. In addition, as Qiu Lingjin said, if Leiming Mountain can be conquered, they will also retrieve the magic weapon Mo Yanfeng, a relic of Beichen Palace's ancestor, the Lord of the Demon Palace, Qiu Xin and Qiu Haitang. This is also the benefit promised by Xu Yi.

Lei Gong smiled faintly: "Since you have saved your life, why go to die again? Since you are here, let's stay together." There was a hint of coldness in his voice, as if announcing the upcoming battle.

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Gong took a step forward, and his aura suddenly surged. Lightning and thunder flashed on the top of Leiming Mountain, as if all the power in the world was under his control.

Countless purple divine thunders surged in the dark, and the thunder pool was churning abnormally. The sky and the earth were shaking. The thick spiritual power of heaven and earth combined together, and the power of the immortal veins of Thundering Mountain was drawn to the sky by the thunder power. Then, after being blessed by the red purple cloud, it suddenly turned into pieces of light curtains, pouring down along the purple clouds in the sky, and reaching the foot of Thundering Mountain, it connected and merged with the mountain protection formation of Thunderbolt Hall. With a hum, the entire Thundering Mountain was sealed, and no one could enter or exit the barrier.

At the same time, the shouting and killing sounds were getting closer and closer, accompanied by the swaying of magic weapons and divine weapons from time to time. It was the disciples of the Thunderbolt Hall who were fighting and retreating, and had already reached the outside of the thunder pool and were standing still. Following behind were the enemies this time, who surrounded them in three layers inside and outside, as if a big battle was about to break out.

"The Lei Ze formation has been activated!"

With a light shout, Long Tiexin rushed into the crowd like a meteor, waving the Fang of the Cold Moon in his hand, and dozens of enemies fell down instantly.

"Kill!"

With another light shout, more than a dozen hundred-foot-long thunder dragons rose into the sky and moved freely across the battlefield. The Lei Ze formation, with the help of the power of the Thunder Pool and the immortals of Leiming Mountain, made it impossible for the enemy to resist.

Screams rang out one after another on the battlefield, and roars and an atmosphere of despair enveloped Thunder Mountain. This once fairyland was now like purgatory, filled with the smell of blood.

"What a beautiful trap!" Chunmingge had a blank expression on his face, and the other people also looked surprised.

Lei Gang laughed loudly: "Haha, where's the trap? This is called closing the door to beat the dog, catching the turtle in the jar!"

Chunmingge frowned and turned to Moqiu: "Is this your plan?"

Moqiu smiled mysteriously: "Haha, I've waited so long just for this moment."

Chunmingge didn't understand what he meant, but seeing how confident he was, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Okay! I'll trust you this time!"

He turned to Lei Gang and said, "Don't just talk, let's do it. I'll show you who's the dog and who's the turtle!"

"Then let's wait and see." As soon as Lei Gang finished speaking, he flew into the air and rushed straight to Chunming Pavilion like an eagle swooping down on its prey.

Chunmingge did not dare to be careless. Lightning flashed in his hand, which was the ultimate of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art. Once it touched his body, the thunder would enter the divine palace along the sea of consciousness. Even if he had the ability of Hunyuan, his soul would be injured.

Chunmingge retreated and dodged Lei Gang's attack. Lei Gang followed closely, shook his flowing cloak, and stretched out his other hand to attack Chunmingge's vital point in the purple palace.

Chunming Pavilion immediately fought back, and while flying backwards, it threw out a treasure of clear light. The treasure shone like jade, and a rope with square edges fell behind it, like a seal, with a faint clear light hanging on it, which hit Lei Gang's face directly. Lei Gang pulled away to dodge, and Chunming Pavilion had already jumped out of the battle circle.

This attack missed, so Lei Gang stopped pursuing. He stepped forward and was immediately surrounded by thunder. He was ready to transform into a body of divine thunder and use the power of the Nine Heavens to attack and kill.

The seal that had dodged turned around and went up again. A high momentum surged from the sky and turned into a size of several feet, smashing towards Lei Gang like a small hill.

Lei Gang was in mid-air, feeling the strong wind behind him was unstoppable, and his aura was aroused. He knew that the treasure he had just obtained was extraordinary, but the enemy in front of him was not invincible either, so he cut off the aura with a thought, and then rushed forward even more fiercely, rushing straight into the crowd.

A huge deep pit was filled with dust and smoke, and the mountain next to the thunder pool, which was blessed by the formation, was still beaten into a gully by the seal.

Led by Mo Qiu, A Sloppy Man, Zhuang Mo, A Li, Lei Xiao, and Chun Ming Pavilion all fled away.

Lei Gang, with a stream of light on his body, passed through the crowd. After he landed, he laughed heartily: "Haha, seeing how you are fighting like dogs, no one can leave today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chunmingge's face turned ashen. Although no one else was injured in this attack, a master from the Fairy Demon Hall brought by Ali was injured by the divine thunder when they fought in the front mountain. He was slow to react and was half-scratched by the seal. He was already dead.

His own treasure did not hurt others, but it hurt his own people. Chunming Pavilion was embarrassed, but the people who were injured were Ali's men. Although the Xianyao Hall was a poor family, his Beichen Palace still could not afford to offend it.

There was no way. A'li's husband, the Demon King Mao Yao, the leader of the Seven Kings of the Poor Family, was not a reasonable person. His cultivation was unfathomable and he was extremely protective of his subordinates. It was said that the Fairy Demon Hall was specially established to please A'li. Now that he had hurt her subordinates, it would be difficult to explain if he blamed him one day.

Thinking of this, Chunming Pavilion no longer paid attention to Lei Gang's pressure, and first raised his hand to explain to A Li: "Chun was negligent for a moment and implicated the brothers of the Immortal Demon Hall. I am willing to bear the responsibility for this crime."

"Then one life for another." A Li said calmly, his eyes were extremely calm and there was no trace of anger.

"This..." Chunmingge froze for a moment. He didn't know what Ali meant. After all, he was the chief of the four palace masters of Beichen Palace. Although he was a little wrong, he would not lose his life for a subordinate.

"The Fairy Concubine, your words are too harsh. My eldest brother didn't mean it. If anyone is to blame, it's Lei Gang who caused the trouble. Why don't we make a deal? My brother will kill him now to pay for his life, and then we will go to the Fairy Demon Hall to apologize. You can follow my instructions if you have anything else then." At this time, a man walked up from behind Chunming Pavilion and said to Ali.

Ah Li lifted his eyelids slightly. The person before him was none other than Xia Zhi, the second of the Four Spring and Autumn Saints of Beichen Palace. Although he was second in command, he held considerable power. Unlike the reckless eldest, the simple-minded third, and the cold-blooded fourth, Xia Zhi was steady and profoundly cultivated, becoming the backbone of the group.

Normally, the brothers followed the eldest brother's lead, but when it came to crucial moments, it was always Xia Tianchang who gave the orders. So, whenever something big happened, Xia Tianchang could decide how things would go with just a word, and his decision was the final word.

Just like now, the matter of beating the disciples of the Immortal Demon Hall to death, whether it was a big deal or a small matter, all depended on how A-Li made the decision. How the matter would develop depended on how the two sides discussed it, or what A-Li decided in the end.

"If you don't want to, forget it." Ali replied with this, neither unhappy nor blaming. But even such a simple sentence made people's hearts flutter.

Because when a person or a matter has clear requirements, things become much easier. As long as the goal can be achieved, or both parties can communicate effectively and reach a consensus, then the problem isn't too difficult. The most troublesome situations are those where there's ambiguity.

Like Ali, who said nothing, you couldn't fathom her true thoughts or guess her bottom line. The fact that the Immortal Demon Hall disciple was able to gain a foothold beside Ali showed he was no ordinary person. His importance was unfathomable. If Ali truly pursued the matter, the issue would surely be resolved. But she simply remained silent, leaving no one to guess whether she would bring it up again in the future.

"Mrs. Fairy Concubine, please be magnanimous. We brothers cannot deny our mistakes. How about this, let's put today's matter aside for now. When the four of us return to the Fairy Demon Hall, we will go and apologize. What do you think?" Xia Tianchang spoke again, and after he finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Ali's reaction.

Ali still didn't say anything, and there was no expression on her face. It was obvious that she had no intention of paying any attention to Xia Tianchang.

Xia Tianchang felt bored and smiled awkwardly, then turned around and said, "Because of the mistake you made, we brothers can only pay with your life, so go ahead."

This was said to Lei Gang, who was of course not afraid, with contempt in his eyes: "Don't worry, we from the Thunderbolt Hall will send you down to apologize in a moment."

Xia Tianchang smiled slightly, without saying anything more, but gently stretched out his hand and took out a small flying knife. This flying knife was quite famous, it was a treasure passed down to him by the Lord of the Demon Palace of Beichen Palace in his early years.

When Qiu Haitang accidentally acquired the Demon Flame Blade, this flying knife had been with him ever since. While no one knew its exact rank or origin, it was capable of severing the primordial spirit. Once unleashed, it ignored its surroundings, focusing solely on attacking the divine palace. Furthermore, it could transform into an invisible form, making it impossible to discern its origin and impossible to defend against.

Qiu Haitang relied on this flying knife and the Demon Flame Blade to become famous. Not only were those in the evil ways afraid of him, but even those in the righteous ways didn't dare to underestimate him. People even gave this flying knife a name, Guhuo, which means the nine-headed ghost bird Guhuo, which devours souls and makes people dare not relax for a moment.

Even Lei Gong couldn't help but tighten his eyes when he saw this flying knife: "Third brother, come back. This knife is specially used to break the soul. If you can't deal with it, go to the Immortal Absolute Array to exchange for your second brother."

Having said that, it was too late. Lei Gang had already rushed forward and was attracted by the energy of the flying knife. Although he was fighting fiercely with Xia Tianchang, the danger around him came from nowhere.

"No need, my third brother can handle this little thing. He is not the Begonia of the past, so don't worry." As soon as Lei Gang finished speaking, he touched palms with Xia Tianchang.

The two men faced off in mid-air, their true essences colliding. Lei Gang remained motionless, while Xia Tianchang was instead knocked back several steps. However, a flicker of joy flashed in Lei Gang's eyes. Suddenly, he noticed Xia Tianchang sneering inwardly, and his heart tightened. Amidst the surge of his true essence, a flash of lightning seemed to pierce through, retreating along his true essence, intent on entering his mansion.