Unexpected disasters come unexpectedly,
The eagle folds its wings and the night comes to cool down,
To be born without proficiency is not a matter of pride,
Why don't you want to be covered with frost behind you?
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The noise in the square itself was the result of Xinghe Shenzong's laissez-faire, in order to drive away Song Pingcun. It happened from time to time, and Song Pingcun didn't care. Just like these disciples thought, they just wanted to watch a show.
However, the time when Qiu Bikong and Ren Xixia had a "dispute" happened to be the moment when Song Pingxing was in shock after listening to the clairvoyant description of the basic situation of the divine world. This month of ignoring him made him unhappy, and he had a good impression of Ren Xixia. So this anger was vented directly towards Qiu Bikong.
Qiu Bikong's screams made Song Pingcun come to his senses and scream secretly. My mind was occupied by the information just mentioned by the Celestial Eye, and my mind was a little confused.
But Song Pingcun didn't notice that when he looked away, a book-shaped shadow quietly opened a page in the sky and disappeared in an instant.
It's done, there's no point in regretting it. Song Pingcun stood up from the rocking chair and yelled loudly: "Is this how the Xinghe Shenzong teaches its disciples? How unbecoming is it to make a noise!"
Everyone in the square was dumbfounded because of Song Pingcun's sudden attack. Ren Xixia didn't expect this outcome and looked at the wooden house blankly. Song Pingcun stood up and scolded her, which made her even more confused. Who is this Song Er!
He openly attacked a disciple in the square of Xinghe Shenzong. Although it was not fatal, coupled with his words just now, this was not a scolding of a certain disciple, but a blatant slap in the face of Xinghe Shenzong.
However, Ren Xixia looked at Song Pingcun with a feeling of admiration and oppression! I almost couldn't stand upright.
...
"Sect Master, we must let Song Er give an explanation for this matter. He openly injured a disciple in our sect square. This is too disrespectful to the Xinghe Shenzong! We cannot let Master Yunzi have an unclear attitude. After enduring such humiliation from him, and if this continues, how can we, the Xinghe Shenzong, have any face left?" Wei Kongyou said angrily.
Hearing this, Ibsen just shook his head, and then said calmly: "Elder Wei, I told you that you will not have good results if you do this. Alas! Our Xinghe Shen Sect is just a low-level sect, so why should we cause trouble? ?”
"Then we're going to take advantage of him like this? Let him do whatever he wants?" Wei Kongyou was a little anxious.
Ibsen glanced at him indifferently, and then said: "Elder Wei, when did you become so impatient? Cultivation is timeless, and the days are still long. Let's take a look before talking!"
"But that Song Er openly injured a disciple in the square. If this spreads..." Wei Kongyou said hesitantly.
Hearing this, Ibsen said calmly: "Elder Wei, is this your first day here at Xinghe Shen Sect? Where is our Xinghe Shen Sect? Why should our sect lose face in the colorful star friends?"
"Damn it!" Wei Kongyou sighed and sat down. Xinghe Shenzong was not only inferior to others!
"Okay!" Ibsen comforted, looking outside the cave with a hint of hope in his eyes, "I hope there will be disciples who can support the Xinghe Shen Sect in the future! Otherwise, I am afraid that our future will have to leave this colorful star. ”
Wei Kongyou could only nod when he heard this, but he knew in his heart that continuing like this was not an option. But now besides waiting or waiting, he didn't know what else to do.
At this time, the square was already surrounded by disciples of the Xinghe Shen Sect, and they were talking a lot. After all, this world is still respected by fists. If the elders of the sect don't come forward, the disciples have nothing to do with these four people.
Song Pingcun saw that even so, Xinghe Shenzong still didn't respond at all, so he simply refused to do anything and asked Song Jiao and three others to "point out" the disciples in the square, which made the elders of Xinghe Shenzong look so angry that their eyes burned with anger!
Isn't this too bullying? Are there such "neighbors"?
But what is even more unacceptable to the elders of Xinghe Shenzong is what lies ahead.
The disciples were actually very benefited from the guidance given by Song Jiao and the other three, and in just one sentence they pointed out their shortcomings in the practice. It can be seen that during this month, these four people not only watched the theater and performances, but actually saw the disciples practicing in the square, and they were able to point out the problems.
As a result, the disciples who originally kept the secret from these four people became more serious and respectful than when these elders were teaching.
Wei Kongyou got the news and reported it to Ibsen. The two of them stood at the door of the sect's main hall, feeling an indescribable bitterness. This was not just nonsense, but also meant to usurp the guest.
"Sect Master, I really can't bear it anymore!" Wei Kongyou couldn't calm down at all.
"It seems that we only have one trip to the Five Colors Palace." Ibsen sighed, "You just keep an eye on it, and I'll go find Master Yunzi right away."
In the Five-Colored Palace, Yun Zi heard Ibsen bursting into tears crying about what Song Er had done in the past month. It was really hard to believe. What on earth is this Song Er going to do? After returning from Xinghe Sect, she did not dare to report the imperial aura lingering on Song Er to the Star Master. She could not afford to cause such a disaster.
After listening to what Ibsen said, she didn't know how to deal with it.
If this continues, looking at the current arrogant state of this boy, Xinghe Shenzong will be disrupted by him sooner or later. This is nothing. Targeting an unpopular small sect is definitely not the purpose of this boy. Is it really aimed at the five colors? From the palace?
Then what he did that day really brought trouble to the Five Colors Palace!
Yunzi gritted his teeth, pondered for a moment, and conveyed his thoughts to Ibsen.
After listening to Master Yunzi's message, Ibsen almost fell down, "Master Yunzi, is this really okay?"
"Don't think about Xinghe Shenzong. This person's identity is suspicious. After this matter is done, you will officially settle in Yunmengze and guard Yunmengze for the Five Colors Palace." Yun Zi's words let Ibsen know that Xinghe Shenzong was at this time. It's completely hopeless. It is said to be a guard, but in fact the sect will no longer exist, but the people of the sect can be preserved.
"Master Yunzi, is there no other way?"
"You are the ones who brought this trouble on yourselves. If this person has no background, you can just go back on your own after tens of thousands of years. If he really has some terrible background, what other way out does your Xinghe Sect have? I've told you my idea, but This is not the idea of the Five Colors Palace, it was the idea of your Xinghe Sect because you couldn't bear the humiliation, and it has nothing to do with the Five Colors Palace. Do you understand?"
"I understand." Ibsen knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
...
The "teaching" of Song Jiao and the others only lasted for two days, and Ibsen came to visit.
"Song Master, Mr. Yunzi of the Five Color Palace has summoned the four of you. Please come with me!" Ibsen met without any nonsense, not even a polite word.
"Summoned?" Song Pingcun didn't expect that his "nonsense" would lead to this result.
"Yes, the four of you together." There was no expression on Ibsen's face.
Song Pingcun couldn't figure out why Yunzi suddenly bit him. Didn’t it clearly mean “seeing off guests” last time? If you are dissatisfied with your provocation in Xinghe Shenzong, you can just expel yourself. After all, there are ten people here who are at a higher level than him. If he really wants to drive them away, there is really nothing he can do, unless Liu Yiyi takes action, but he is not sure whether the charm ring can be useful to all of these people at once.
Seeing Song Pingcun's hesitation, a trace of anxiety flashed across Ibsen's face, but he still controlled his emotions and said: "It is said that the Five Colors Palace has found the suspected location of the Danshu Star."
As soon as he heard Ibsen's words, Song Pingcun knew that the other party was looking for an excuse, but this excuse was given by Song Pingcun himself. It would be impossible not to look at it. After calling Song Jiao and the three of them together, they followed Ibsen towards the Five Colors Palace.
After flying for less than an hour, Ibsen took the lead and fell from the sky. "Flying is not allowed within the Five Colors Palace. You can only walk with me."
"Has this entered the scope of the Five Colors Palace?" Song Pingcun looked around. It should be the periphery of a mountain range. It looked relatively empty. Not far ahead was a gap connecting two mountains. It was indeed somewhat similar to the feeling of the Divine Eagle Valley. Several people walked forward slowly and reached the gap between the two mountains.
"Sir, there is a teleportation formation here." Tianyan Tong reminded Song Pingcun.
"Oh!" Song Pingcun remembered that he had to enter a short-distance teleportation array when he went to Wen Wushang's Anshen Pavilion after the Shennong Sect's main hall, and didn't care. He thought that the clairvoyance was not only able to see the formation clearly, but that he was already familiar with it. routine.
There was nothing unusual about Ibsen in front of him, but when Song Pingcun and the four of them stepped into the formation, Ibsen had no intention of staying at all. Just when Song Pingcun felt that something was wrong, a huge force restrained the four of them, and instantly There was a wave of fluctuation around him that had sent Ba Wangxian away, and Song Pingcun felt as if he was wrapped in the scroll of the universe when he was on his way.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a panicked Ibsen struggling to break away. A force suddenly appeared and pushed Ibsen back two steps. The four people plus Ibsen disappeared from the spot.
Outside the teleportation array, the space tore apart, and a woman appeared. She held her hands tightly, and her knuckles looked a little white from the exertion. She whispered to herself: "Ibsen, don't blame me! It's your coincidence. It’s Zong’s own fault.”
