The place Wen Tingguang wanted to take Ling Feng to was surprisingly far away.
At the beginning, Ling Feng activated the Qingling Light Wing and could barely keep up with Wen Tingguang. However, after half a day, the energy in his body was depleted and he could no longer activate the Qingling Light Wing.
"Boy, you are quite stubborn." Wen Tingguang had turned around and looked at Ling Feng from time to time. He wanted to see how long such a boy in the Qi Condensation Realm could fly.
However, Ling Feng persisted far longer than he imagined.
Seeing Ling Feng's face flushed and panting, Wen Tingguang's figure flashed to Ling Feng's side and laughed loudly, "How about it, now you won't refuse my help."
Bar?"
Ling Feng felt helpless and could only nod his head, "Thank you, senior."
Wen Tingguang raised his eyebrows, grabbed Ling Feng's shoulders, and said with a faint smile: "Boy, we should speed up!"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Tingguang grabbed Ling Feng, and his speed suddenly increased a lot. He could only hear the roar of the wind in his ears, and the scene in front of him was rapidly moving backwards like the stars were changing. Only then did Ling Feng realize that Wen Tingguang had always been there.
You are accommodating yourself.
Ling Feng took a deep breath and asked again: "Senior can tell me where we are going, right?"
"The northern suburbs of the imperial capital, Cangqiong Mountain!"
"Cang Qiong Mountain?" Ling Feng was stunned, obviously he had never heard of this name.
However, he did remember that Yue Yunlan seemed to be the eldest lady of the Cangqiong Sect, Cangqiong Mountain, and the Cangqiong Sect. Could there be some connection between the two?
If Wen Tingguang knew what Ling Feng was thinking at this moment, he would probably spit out a mouthful of old blood.
There are still such ignorant people in this world, and they didn't even react when they heard about Cang Qiong Mountain.
Cang Qiong Mountain is naturally the mountain gate of Cang Qiong Sect. Otherwise, which other mountain in the Tianbai Empire would dare to use the word "Cang Qiong" in its name?
As the divine sect that protects the country, there is no doubt about the strength of the sect. In addition, the Cangqiong sect is in charge of the Imperial Divine Guard Camp and controls the empire's supreme divine power. It is simply not something that ordinary sects or aristocratic families can compare with.
It turned out that Wen Tingguang was a confidant of the head of the Cangqiong Sect, secretly searching for famous doctors and good medicines for him. It just so happened that Yue Yunlan was also looking around for clues about various Taoist doctors in order to treat his father's illness, and both of them happened to be...
Found Ling Feng.
What a coincidence!
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Wen Tingguang led Ling Feng across seven counties, which could be said to be non-stop day and night.
Even so, with Wen Tingguang's speed, it still took him three days and three nights to reach the northern suburbs of the imperial capital.
It is said to be the northern suburbs, but in fact it is not a wilderness, but a very large and magnificent city.
The imperial capital of the Tianbai Empire itself is already very large, comparable to several counties and cities. Besides the imperial capital, there are several large thousand-year-old cities, all of which are controlled by some large families with real power in the imperial capital.
To the north of the northern suburbs, about three hundred miles away, there is a holy mountain with extremely abundant spiritual energy. That is the destination of this trip, Cangqiong Mountain.
The perimeter of Cangqiong Mountain is heavily guarded, and even the ordinary disciples guarding the gate are actually above the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm.
Such warriors can already become inner disciples of the Wenxian Sect, and they are also high-status inner disciples.
After a while, Wen Tingguang and Ling Feng landed outside the mountain gate. They were still thousands of meters away from Cangqiong Mountain, and sentries had already been set up.
"Who is coming!"
The disciples guarding the mountain were heavily guarded. When they saw two figures falling, they immediately stepped forward to inquire. They looked majestic and had a faint sense of pride that they came from a large sect.
Wen Tingguang took out a token from his sleeve, the disciple guarding the mountain's eyes lit up, and he said calmly: "Can I go in?"
"It turns out to be Mr. Wen Ge, please come in!"
When the Shoushan disciples saw Wen Tingguang's identity token, they immediately became extremely respectful, nodding and bowing in a respectful manner.
"Yeah." Wen Tingguang nodded, looked back at Ling Feng, and said calmly: "Let's go."
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes and followed Wen Tingguang, but he had some doubts in his heart.
This Wen Tingguang obviously has a high status in the Cang Qiong Sect, and what kind of noble status does a person who is called a "big shot" by Wen Tingguang have?
The strength of such a character has probably reached a level beyond my imagination.
"A master like this wouldn't need to ask a doctor to treat an ordinary sword wound. It seems that this patient is quite difficult." Ling Feng thought to himself.
Warriors defy heaven and take their lives in order to get rid of mortal illnesses and the shackles of longevity. Therefore, the more advanced and powerful a person is, his internal organs have been tempered to a great extent, and he is rarely plagued by diseases.
Of course, once symptoms appear, they may become very serious and serious illnesses.
Wen Tingguang saw the worried look on Ling Feng's face, turned around and said with a smile: "Boy, you don't need to feel any psychological burden. Although I said last time that if you can't cure that noble man, I will use up your hands, so that's okay.
I'm just scaring you. If it can be cured, it would be the best, but it can't be cured..."
Wen Tingguang said and couldn't help but sigh, "It's best to be cured..."
"I'll do my best." After Da Wen Tingguang said it, Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief. But on the other hand, Ling Feng was also curious about what kind of strange disease it was that was so difficult to treat.
Looking past the disciples guarding the mountain, Ling Feng saw a huge sword-shaped stone tablet standing in the center of the mountain gate. On the stone tablet, three large characters of "Cang Qiong Sect" were engraved with flying phoenixes.
"The Sky Sect?" Ling Feng's eyelids twitched and he was secretly surprised, "It's really the Sky Sect..."
Ling Feng smiled bitterly in his heart, wondering if the person Wen Tingguang wanted to treat was the same person Yue Yunlan asked him to treat?
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Wen Tingguang finally stopped as he walked forward until he reached a loft suspended in mid-air.
Ling Feng took a closer look and found that under the floating attic, there were six giant pillars made of gold and jade. The six giant pillars seemed to form some kind of strange ancient formation, which would gather the vitality of the heaven and earth.
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Around the attic, about every thirty-three feet, there is a similar attic, suspended in mid-air. There are a total of seven or forty-nine attics, which seem to present a strange image of stars connecting across the sky.
These forty-nine pavilions are arranged in another mysterious formation, with an angry bullfighting, like a dragon or a tiger!
Not only that, there are similar layouts in the four directions of east, west, south and north, and the layout of each side is different. Such an exquisite design and such a huge project, I really don’t know how many formation masters have spent the efforts to finally achieve it.
Completed.
"What a big deal!" Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh. In comparison, the main hall of Wenxian Sect is not as good as any of the attics.
Wen Tingguang was used to seeing such scenes, but he didn't feel anything at all. He was secretly amused: After all, he was a boy who had never seen the world.
He raised his eyebrows, interrupted Ling Feng's exclamation, and said lightly: "Okay, let's go in!"
"Yeah." Ling Feng took a deep breath. He could vaguely guess how noble the people inside would be.
However, no matter who he is, as long as he asks him to treat a disease, he is just a patient. In his eyes, the life of any patient is the same, and there is no distinction between high and low.