Time passed quietly, and a month passed in a flash.
Tang Xingfeng was put under 'house arrest' in the Mingpeng Sect for a month. Although he was very worried about the situation in Western Xinjiang, he did not have the strength to decide whether to stay or go.
He couldn't figure out the background of Mingpeng Sect.
What he didn't know was that the two top killers from the Blood Tower had already visited the Ming Peng Sect.
However, Venerable Three Steles secretly met with Venerable Xue Shi and Venerable Aegis. The two sides did not fight. Venerable Three Steles sent the two back to the Blood Tower. Of course, the premise was that the two killers saw that Tang Xingfeng was staying in Mingpeng. Everything was normal in the sect. Not only did the Mingpeng sect not kill Tang Xingfeng, they didn't even embarrass him in the slightest.
"call."
In the cave, Tang Xingfeng let out a breath of turbid air.
After disappearing for a whole month, his injuries were finally healed. All the hidden injuries caused by the thunder and fire backlash were fully recovered. His spiritual power was flowing smoothly and freely, and his spiritual power intensity had also increased, firmly consolidating himself into the realm of the fourth-level Spiritual Emperor.
He stood up and left the cave. It was rare that he prepared to walk around the sect.
The Mingpeng Sect's master, he went to the inner gate area first, because the few curious places he had discovered before were all in the inner gate, especially the mysterious and terrifying Blackwater River.
"Master, this is Mingpeng Sect, you are back..."
Tang Xingfeng seemed to be talking to himself, and at the same time he focused his mental energy on the broadsword on his back. Unfortunately, there was nothing unusual about the broadsword. Today's thundering heavy sword is only a three-line enchanted spiritual weapon, which is still far away from the fifth-line. When it comes to the five-marked spiritual weapon, it is impossible for the master to produce spiritual intelligence.
He felt quite emotional that even though the Mingpeng Sect put him under house arrest, he was not at all hostile to the Mingpeng Sect because this was the master's sect after all.
It would be great if the master could awaken as a weapon spirit and revisit his old place. This is his duty as a disciple.
"I wonder who in the Ming Peng Sect has a good relationship with Master."
Tang Xingfeng secretly thought that his master had never mentioned to him that he had any close friends for more than a hundred years during his lifetime. Those who could have friendship with his master should be at least at the level of elders.
"Guys, stay here..."
Suddenly, Tang Xingfeng opened his mouth and said that he met several inner disciples who were together, and just in time, he planned to ask something, so he stopped them.
"Is it you? Let's go!"
One of the good-looking men replied. When he saw it was Tang Xingfeng, he turned around and left with his companions.
"Why are you running..."
Tang Xingfeng muttered that he just wanted to inquire about something, but when the other party saw him, he felt like he was meeting the god of plague.
"Guys, wait a minute..."
"Hey, little brother, may I ask..."
As he walked, he met many inner disciples in succession, but without exception, they all took a detour when they saw him. This time, he frowned deeply. He did not expect that he would be so unwelcome in Mingpeng Sect. See you soon!
After a while, he was about to reach the first place that made him curious, and the closest place. Not far ahead was the lake with more than twenty pillars.
The closer he got, the more surprised this place became to him.
"Hey, guys, stay!"
Tang Xingfeng was calling for someone again, and three inner disciples happened to pass by him. One man and two women seemed to be heading for the lake. This time, when he called for someone, his tone was no longer as polite as before.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?"
Among the three, the female disciple who was walking at the rear immediately turned around and listened to her words. She did not recognize Tang Xingfeng and subconsciously thought that Tang Xingfeng was an inner disciple. After all, there were thousands of inner disciples in the Ming Peng Sect, so it would not be surprising if she did not recognize him. .
Hearing this, Tang Xingfeng felt a little uncomfortable. He had just received several cold looks, but this 'little junior sister' in front of him suddenly made him particularly pleasing to the eye.
"It's him! Jimu, he's not your senior brother, don't pay attention to him."
Another female disciple turned around. She knew Tang Xingfeng, and her tone sounded a bit mean, and she was obviously hostile to Tang Xingfeng. On that day a month ago, the venerables fought. Because the commotion was too loud, most of the inner disciples had seen Tang Xingfeng. Of course, there were exceptions, such as this female disciple named 'Ji Mu'.
Then, the male disciple who was walking in front also stopped and turned around, saying in a reprimanding tone: "Junior sister Jimu, if you don't leave yet, talking nonsense to this person and being seen by other disciples will damage the reputation of Mingjian Pavilion!"
"I understand, Senior Sister Yan Shu, Senior Brother Shi Jun..."
The female disciple named Ji Mu lowered her head and spoke in a low voice, not daring to go against the wishes of the man and woman. She glanced at Tang Xingfeng flatly, then slowly turned back with a little apology.
Jimu?
Yan Shu, Shi Jun, Ming Jiange?
What does this mean?
"That's enough! What the hell, you guys, stop!"
Finally, this time Tang Xingfeng could no longer bear it. He shouted and told the three people to stop.
At this moment, he felt very uncomfortable. The clay figurine still had a bad temper. He was under house arrest in the Mingpeng Sect, but it was so difficult for him to say a word to others!
"Boy, what are you doing? You dare to act wild in Ming Peng Sect!"
Shi Jun took a few steps forward and said, among the three people, he has the highest cultivation level. He is a sixth-level spiritual king and has thousands of inner disciples in the sect. He is already above average and is not yet thirty years old. If placed in Western Xinjiang, this kind of talent can be regarded as the top leader of the younger generation.
"Um?"
The anger on Tang Xingfeng's face was obvious.
"Being wild? So what if you are being wild?"
He responded to Shi Jun coldly, and when he finished speaking, a powerful mental force rushed towards Shi Jun.
"You! Ahhh..."
This oppression contained a hint of the power of the soul skill Death Coil. It was just used at will, and the power was beyond Shi Jun's ability to bear. Shi Jun was suddenly overwhelmed, unable to stand up with his hands on the ground, and looked in a miserable state.
Shi Jun tried his best, but still couldn't get out. He was shocked. His two companions, Yan Shu and Ji Mu, all stared at Tang Xingfeng in shock.
During this period, the only rumors in the sect were that Tang Xingfeng came from Western Xinjiang and was related to a certain venerable in the Blood Tower. As for Tang Xingfeng's own strength, none of the Mingpeng Sect disciples knew anything about it.
Shi Jun's face turned red all of a sudden, and he struggled desperately, unable to utter a complete sentence. Yan Shu next to him was frightened, thinking of the rumors that the Blood Tower killer related to Tang Xingfeng, and even the sect's great elder had fallen. Looking at Tang Xingfeng's hands, they looked like a cold killer.
Buzz!
Tang Xingfeng's mind moved, and the force of oppression enveloped Yan Shu. Yan Shu instantly fell to the ground. Among the three people traveling with him, only the female disciple named Ji Mu was standing, and she seemed completely fine.
Yan Shu saw this scene clearly and felt humiliated in her heart, but she didn't dare to show it.
"Senior Sister Yan Shu, Senior Brother Shi Jun..."
Although Jimu stood alone, she was panicked. This feeling of being treated differently made her a little scared.
Naturally, Tang Xingfeng would not take action against Ji Mu. Besides, he really wanted to ask something, and no one in the Ming Peng Sect paid him any attention. Finally, since Ji Mu was willing to talk to him, he should be able to ask something.
As for teaching the man and the woman a lesson, it was purely incidental.
It was almost done. He dispersed the mental pressure and said to Shi Jun: "Just a sixth-order spiritual king, get out of here immediately!"
