Urban Perspective Little Doctor

4669: Lingyun Gate

"This sign is..."

Looking at the token engraved with the unique "Ling" in his hand, Pang Feng raised his head and looked at a low mountain in the distance. That mountain had a name called Lingqiu, and above Lingqiu, there was something wrong. Too influential little school, Lingyunmen.

"Could it be that this wolf demon is related to that Lingyun Sect?"

The killing intent was pervasive in Pang Feng's eyes. This little sect had always paid tribute to Shengjing Immortal Gate because his location was within the jurisdiction of Shengjing Immortal Gate.

Among the sects, I felt that although this place was a bit declining, it was still considered honest, so it allowed its existence.

Permissible does not mean connivance!

If this wolf demon is really the movement made by this little Lingyun Clan, today Pang Feng will surely make Lingyun Clan blood flow into a river! But then I thought about it, and felt unreasonable. The Lingyun Gate was just a little sect supported by an old man who had just reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Immortal. Now any elder in the Shengjing Fairy Gate can easily kill him.

If they really master the manufacturing method of this underworld beast, why bother to stay here and swallow their anger.

"You have to investigate carefully!"

After making up his mind, Pang Feng just wanted to leave, and then looked back at the village that was already in ruins. He sighed slightly and flicked his fingers. A flame flew out lightly. As soon as the flame fell on the ground, it immediately set off a raging fire.

"Forever, don't be so unlucky."

…

Lingqiu.

In the dense forest at the foot of the mountain, two men in their 50s and 60s were chopping wood with a sigh.

"You said, why is this Lingyun gate bullying people like this? The mountain was suddenly closed half a year ago, and no one was allowed to go up the mountain to chop wood. We were only allowed to fool around at the foot of the mountain."

"Hush, you don't want to die, you dare to speak ill of Lingyunmen here!"

"Isn't what I said is wrong, eldest brother, who doesn't know who lives around here? Although this Lingqiu seems to be lush, but the good wood is all on the mountainside, they don't need it, so why don't you let me? Are you hacking?"

"Who knows, I have never seen a person from Lingyun Clan do things so domineering. I heard that the old clan master is a very good person."

"Hmph, they are all the same as immortal cultivators, and they know that they are bullying our flat-headed common people. Who knows if they closed the mountain to do some hackneyed things!"

"The more you talk, the more ridiculous, you remember, don't tell the truth about your words, otherwise it will definitely cause a murder, and then our family will be buried with you!"

"Oh, I can save it. I just feel unfair. Why do people occupy the entire mountain? We just chop wood every day."

"You, think about those useless!"

The older man shook his head and sighed. When he was young, he also thought about it and lamented the unfair fate, but one year when he saw the people with the fairy sword killing people not far from him, he completely put it down. What is fair and unfair? Does fairness matter?

"excuse me…"

At this time, a gentle voice came from the side, and the two looked back together. The person who came was a young man with a simple dress but an extraordinary temperament.

"Lords forgive me! Small sins deserve a thousand deaths, and you shouldn't say bad things about adults behind your back. Please forgive the little ones. The little ones have an 80-year-old mother and children and grandchildren. They can't live without me, adults!"

The older middle-aged man was already nervous. He had long heard that those cultivators had great magical powers. Even if they were not in front of them, he could hear what others were saying in private. So when he heard a sound suddenly appeared, he was immediately scared. Kneeling down on the spot, still muttering words.

"Huh? This...what's the situation?"

The visitor naturally thought of Pang Feng who was investigating the Underworld Beast at the Lingyun Gate, but he was confused by the middle-aged man's actions. Seeing the man standing next to him standing still, it was obvious that Pang Feng was not the only one who was blinded.

"Brother, get up quickly! Get up quickly, what are you doing? I don't think this young man looks like a bad guy."

"Uncle, get up quickly, I am not from the Rising Cloud Gate in this mountain, so there is no need to be so nervous."

Pang Feng said with a smile.

When the older man heard this, he dared to slowly raise his head, and saw that Pang Feng was indeed not malicious, and he stood up tremblingly.

"Hello, my little brother, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, I am also a cultivator. I happened to pass by here. I think the scenery here is pretty good. I want to see if there are any immortal cave houses here, so I want to ask the two of you about something."

When the two heard that the person in front of him was actually a cultivator, the elder was so scared that he was about to kneel again. The corner of Pang Feng’s mouth twitched imperceptibly, and with a wave of his hand, the elder wanted to kneel as well. Can't go down.

"Sir, little..."

"Stop! I'm just asking you something, don't be scared like this."

Seeing that the elder was almost crying in fright, Pang Feng explained helplessly.

"If you have any questions, you can ask the adults, and the younger ones must know everything they can talk about."

At the critical moment, the young man was still up for the matter. Pang Feng nodded approvingly, and at the moment asked the young man to talk about Lingqiu's big and small matters, and more importantly, Lingyunmen matters. As long as he knew it, he would say everything in detail. .

Lingqiu is not a beautiful place, but it is also alive, and it has nurtured a land of water and soil.

Although the mountain of Lingqiu is not high, the sparrow is small and has all five internal organs. The mountain has always had no shortage of medicinal materials, wood, stone, and some monsters that are difficult for ordinary people to touch, but the level of the monsters is relatively low.

The founder of the Lingyun Sect was also said to be a disciple of the Shengjing Immortal Sect, or he was sent out without passing the test of the inner gate, so he started the school here, but more than a dozen generations have passed, and there has been no outstanding achievement. Seedlings. Although the strength within the sect was poor, but because of the clinging to the foot of Shengjing Immortal Gate, no one dared to provoke him.

The strange thing is that this Lingyun Gate suddenly ordered the closure of the mountain half a year ago, not allowing anyone to go up the mountain, even mortals who make a living by cutting wood, so the two sighed at the foot of the mountain. I have known that some precious woods on the mountain are several times more expensive than ordinary woods at the foot of the mountain.

"But before they closed the mountain, I saw that a group of people in black entered the Lingyun Gate on the top of Lingqiu Mountain, and then the ban on the mountain was passed."

Said the middle-aged man.

"More than that, half a month ago, when I was sleeping at my home, I guessed it was just midnight when I heard a loud noise, followed by a screaming scream, I went out to check and saw Lingqiu from a distance. There was a huge black figure heading towards the north of the mountain. I was too scared at the time, so I hid in the house and didn't dare to go out. I didn't dare to come out to chop wood again until there was no movement for a few days."

The elder listened to him so much, and his mood adjusted, and he spoke out what he had seen that night and that he had never said before.