Ling Yungao stopped.
Elder Zuo and Elder Niu froze.
Elder Niu, in particular, immediately took a few steps back, holding the magic sword and hiding within the restriction, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
"Sect Master?" Elder Zuo asked tentatively.
Ling Yungao raised his head and saw a flash of sneer in Ling Bufei's eyes. As if to say, isn't it just a frame-up? Can you do it, can't I?
Before he could speak, Elder Zuo raised his hand and waved, and several communication talismans were like scattered flowers from a goddess, quickly disappearing into the clouds.
The next moment, almost all the elders remaining in the sect received a warning.
Yang Xiangtian, who was practicing, opened his eyes and reached out to take the communication talisman that flew into the cave; Beifeng, who was cursing and sorting out the files, stopped moving; Wen Rujin, who rarely returned to Peach Blossom Peak to drink with his master, and Xin Tingxue looked at it at the same time. Yuntao; Hua Wusheng, who was pruning flower branches, also stopped moving...
The warning from Taiyi Palace has been rare in the past thousands of years, but the last time was just a few years ago, when Song Zhiyi had an accident.
In a short period of time, the escaping lights flew in one after another and landed on the lawn in front of Taiyi Hall.
"What happened?" Yang Xiangtian, who was walking at the front, asked.
Elder Zuo pointed, but before he could say anything, Ling Bufei turned around and shouted: "Uncle Yang, my uncle seems to have been cursed by the magic sword!"
Ling Yungao, Elder Niu and Elder Zuo were all in a trance.
Didn't it mean that he had the same aura on him? How did it become a curse so quickly?
"What?" The elders were on guard and stared at Ling Yungao, mistaking him for Song Zhiyi from a few years ago.
"Is it a magic sword?" Xin Tingxue came with his apprentice, "Is there something wrong with it again?"
What does it mean? Everyone seems to naturally connect this incident with Song Zhiyi's incident.
Ling Yungao stared at his nephew with a deep look in his eyes: "Bu Fei, what are you making a fuss about? My uncle has never touched the magic sword, so why was he cursed? Even if you have grudges against your uncle in your heart, you can't take advantage of the sect's important events. There are so many elders working, right?”
The elders were stunned for a moment, then stared at Bei Feng: "Young Sect Master, what's going on? This is no joke!"
Ling Bufei would not admit it, with a look of eagerness on his face: "Masters and uncles, I'm not kidding, it's true!"
"Really?" The elders didn't quite believe it.
Elder Zuo coughed lightly and recounted what had just happened: "...there is a demon-suppressing cauldron in the young sect's body. Something happened to this demon sword not long ago. Just in case, I sent out a warning talisman."
His actions are understandable. The magic weapons in Taiyi Palace are too important. Even if the elders make a trip in vain, it would be better than something really happening.
Elder Niu, in particular, froze holding the magic sword, fearing that it would break out of his restraints and cause another tragedy.
So now the question returns to Ling Bufei.
"Young Master, do you really feel it?" Yang Xiangtian asked.
Ling Bufei nodded sincerely: "Really, when I encountered the magic sword, my uncle happened to be holding me, and I felt that there was a resonance between them. Then I thought of Master Song. He was the first one to come over, right? Could it be that the magic sword planted a curse in my uncle's body? It was just relatively light, so I didn't notice it at the time."
This was a serious statement, and the elders felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
"Sect Master." Yang Xiangtian looked over warily, "How do you feel?"
Facing so many wary eyes, Ling Yungao seemed to have turned into Song Zhiyi that day.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and tried his best to answer calmly: "Junior Brother Yang, there is nothing abnormal about me. It may be Bu Fei's first time coming into contact with the magic sword and his reaction was relatively large, so he felt something was wrong."
That being said, no one dares to relax when the Demon Sword has already had an accident.
Xin Tingxue said: "It's better to check it. It's very important to avoid being exploited."
"That's what Uncle Xin said."
"I think so."
Regardless of seniority or power, Xin Tingxue's weight in the sect is not low, and the elders agree one after another.
Ling Yungao had almost no way to refuse.
He said slowly: "Don't you believe me?"
This question was difficult to answer. The elders avoided his gaze, but Beifeng stood by him and said, "Everyone, this is a bit outrageous, isn't it? This is our sect leader, and he was searched extensively because of just one word. The sect leader What’s the point of your face? It’s so disrespectful.”
It makes sense for him to say so. Several elders were silent. They didn't notice anything unusual about the sect leader's appearance. It was really inappropriate to search him...
"That's not what you said." Yuan Songqiao came over, "What happened to the magic sword just happened, and everyone has seen Junior Brother Song's example. What if it happens again to the sect leader? The magic weapon is weird and unpredictable, and this is also for the sect leader's benefit. For safety’s sake.”
Beifeng confronted him and immediately asked, "Does that mean you can search the sect leader at will with just one sentence? No evidence, no expression, just a word of suspicion?"
Before Yuan Songqiao could answer, Ling Bufei shouted, looking insulted: "Uncle Beifeng, what do you mean by this? Would I intentionally harm my uncle?"
This is not necessarily true. If you two uncles and nephews are causing trouble like this, what is the difference between you and your enemies? From this aspect, it is indeed possible that it is slander, after all, it involves a dispute over the sect master.
Of course, Ling Bufei noticed the hesitation on everyone's faces, and he said with a face full of indignation: "Okay! So this is how my uncles and uncles think about me! No, I must check today, otherwise this basin of dirty water will be poured on me. ? That’s unreasonable!”
Wait, weren't you the one who insulted the sect leader?
His words made the elders a little confused.
Ling Bu had to ignore it and continued shouting: "I'm worried about something happening to my uncle, and worried about something happening to the sect. It's better for you to treat me as someone who wants to avenge a personal vendetta! This is a slander on my character! I can't get through today no matter what! Investigate, you must investigate. ! Otherwise, I will kneel in front of all the ancestors and see how the right-hand men of the sect treat me, the young sect leader!"
As he said this, he was heartbroken and aggrieved: "Grandpa! Mother! Look at these guys, they said they would help me and protect me from growing up safely, but what did they do to me in the end? I blame you for leaving so early, so that I can't help you." There is no one to rely on! Am I the one who wants to be the young sect leader? I have no choice! Grandfather..."
"Okay, okay!" Yang Xiangtian was so noisy that he felt like he was back more than ten years ago. In the past, when Ling Bufei couldn't practice, he cried for his grandfather and mother when something happened. He thought he had made progress, but he did it again more than ten years later!
But it works. Old Sect Master Jiang has a very high prestige, and most of the people present are his descendants. Who has not been taken care of? For his sake, it was appropriate to tolerate Ling Bufei a little.
"Sect Master, why don't we check it out?" Yang Xiangtian said, "We can rest assured that everything is fine after checking."
