Outside the main hall of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, Yang Sen and Xiao Yan commanded their disciples to continuously bombard the formation, but after half a month of fighting, they still could not break through.
And it turned out that their attack formation mask still responded. But now, the fluctuation of the mask is getting smaller and smaller.
Yang Sen smiled bitterly and said: "It won't work like this. Xuan Zhenzi is constantly repairing it, and judging from the fluctuations of this formation, his formation level has been improved again."
Xiao Yan was also helpless. He didn't expect that Xuan Zhenzi's formation level was so high now. With the combined power of everyone, after bombarding him for half a month, the formation was not weak but increased. A group of people on the other side are nesting in the main hall, and they can't enter. It's really like a mouse pulling a turtle, and there's nowhere to start!
The third elder of the Cheng family and Xiao Changtian also felt that it was difficult. They were not from the Wuxiang Sword Sect, and they were not in a position to give orders to the disciples of the sect. He just stood aside and observed the situation of breaking the formation. He saw that after half a month of hard work, there was no result at all. If he waited any longer, he was afraid that Liu Qingyan would come back.
Xiao Changtian said: "Third Elder, this is not going to work. Can you please ask the family formation master for help?"
The old man said: "There is only one elder in the Cheng family who knows the formation. Looking at the situation in front of us, the level of the formation is definitely not low. I am afraid it will be useless."
Xiao Changtian's face was uncertain. After thinking for a long time, he came to Yang Sen and Xiao Yan and asked, "Do Cheng Ling and Xuan Zhenzi have any family members?"
Yang Sen smiled bitterly and said: "I know what you mean. Xuan Zhenzi, like Xuan Lingzi, is obsessed with formations and is now alone. As for Cheng Ling, he was born in the Chen family, but he was expelled. His mother is also dead. When it comes to relatives, Xuan Lingzi is the only one, but he is also dead!"
When Yang Sen talked about Cheng Ling's mother, Xiao Changtian's eyes flashed with pain, but he hid it well. Then he gritted his teeth and asked, "If you don't have any relatives, don't you have any close brothers?"
Yang Sen smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Cheng Ling is very strange. Back then, he was just a handyman disciple and was often bullied by other disciples. Later, he was accepted as a disciple by Xuan Lingzi, but he stayed alone in the Taoist temple all day and rarely interacted with other disciples. Coming and going.”
Xiao Changtian also has a headache. Such a character is simply invulnerable to all poisons. Is there really no other means of countermeasures?
At this time, Xiao Yan interjected: "There are still people who are related, but most of them are in the hall, and there is one person outside, and that is Cheng Yanbing. The two had an engagement back then."
Xiao Changtian's heart moved and he looked at the third elder.
The old man rolled his eyes and said calmly: "Don't fight the young lady's idea. I can't bear the dual anger of the patriarch and ancestor!"
The last weakness was completely broken. Several Nascent Soul cultivators frowned, as if they couldn't find toilet paper in the bathroom. They were indescribably entangled and depressed...! How could such a freak as Cheng Ling be born?
A cold light flashed in Xiao Changtian's eyes, and he said: "Then let's take a gamble! You two princes, you have brought all the disciples from the formation hall and the alchemy hall to this place. I don't believe that as the sect leader, he can still waste money on his disciples." Disciple’s life and death!”
Yang Sen and Xiao Yan were shocked, this Xiao Changtian was quite cruel. After all, they have been in the sect for hundreds of years, but they have not reached the point of being crazy. Such an order really cannot be given!
Xiao Changtian said: "I'm not asking you to kill people, I'm just scaring them. If you really can't hurt a few, I guarantee that no one will die. Is this okay?"
The two hesitated. If they really did this, the Wuxiang Sword Sect would no longer have a place for them in the future. For Cheng Ling, he could still kill Ling Xiao as an excuse. If he threatened his disciple's life, the entire sect would not be able to forgive him, and Liu Qingyan would never let him go!
Xiao Changtian encouraged again: "You two, if you can get the secret book, how can you break it?"
Uncover the secrets, how can the small Xiangless Sword Sect be your place? By then, the entire Canglan Continent will not let you fly! "
There was a battle between heaven and man in their hearts, and in the end both sides looked at each other with a cold light. The devil still gained the upper hand, and the angel was mercilessly expelled. They also ordered that all the disciples outside the formation hall and alchemy hall be escorted outside the main hall of the sect master.
While several monks outside the hall were thinking hard about breaking the formation, there was silence inside the hall. Everyone was sitting cross-legged and meditating, working hard to use their skills to improve their cultivation.
In order to ensure the stability of the formation, Cheng Ling personally took action and set up the spirit gathering formation. The spiritual energy in the entire hall was twenty times as rich as outside the hall. Anyway, I just earned more than 500 million spiritual stones from Liu Ming, so I don’t use them in vain.
At this time, the disciples in the hall were very happy. They had never practiced in such a rich environment. Moreover, Cheng Ling also provided them with a large amount of elixirs. In the past half month, many disciples had broken through to minor realms, and their enthusiasm for cultivation became even stronger.
Cheng Ling also advised Xuan Wuxiang to practice quickly. If he could reach the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul, he would be able to withstand Xiao Yan, and the pressure on his side would be reduced a lot. He also gave several spiritual fruits to help Xuan Wuxiang improve his cultivation.
As for himself, his cultivation has reached the peak of perfection, but it is not the best time to break through the Nascent Soul. I can only comprehend the last move of Leiyun Sword Technique, Shen Leishu, and hope to reach perfection as soon as possible.
Although I have obtained the fourth thick book, the current situation is not easy to comprehend, so I can only shelve it and wait until the current crisis is over before looking for another opportunity.
Everyone was calm for half a month, when new noises came from outside the hall. After a burst of noise, Cheng Ling looked up and his expression changed.
In the square outside the temple, many disciples from the Formation Hall and the Alchemy Hall were escorted to the front of the hall, kneeling on the ground one by one. The disciples from other halls behind them had sharp knives on their necks. With a little effort, they could separate their heads and families!
Yang Sen shouted from outside: "Cheng Ling, if you don't come out, these disciples will be killed by the sword. Let's see how shameless you, the sect leader, are hiding in the hall."
With a wave of his hand, Cheng Ling set down the soundproofing ban. Xuan Wuxiang and the disciples behind him could not hear what was said outside. Only Xiyan, who was always by his side, was not blocked by the ban and could clearly see the scene in front of him. .
Her expression changed and she said, "Brother Ling, those are all disciples of the Formation Hall and the Dan Hall. What should I do? Some of them are maids who share the same hardships in Luoye City!"
Cheng Ling took a deep breath and said angrily: "Niang Xipi, you are so despicable. Fortunately, they are still the supreme elders of the sect, and they can even do such a thing. Don't worry, let me think of a solution!"
Although he was comforting Xi Yan, he also had a headache. If he threatened his disciple's life, he could have ignored it in the past, but now that he is a sect leader, he has the responsibility to protect his disciple's safety, not to mention there are several close disciples.
Yang Sen and Xiao Yan waited outside for a while, but saw that there was still no movement in the palace. Gritting his teeth, he shouted again: "Cheng Ling, if you don't come out, we will start killing people. I will give you ten breaths. If you kill one person in ten breaths, let everyone see if your sect master is a coward!"
Cheng Ling's heart was fried, and there was nothing he could do for a while. Xi Yan gritted her teeth. She brought those female disciples from Luoye City and they have always been as close as sisters.
Since leaving the Chen family, he has no one close to him except Cheng Ling, and he is very eager to have someone to accompany him. But after Cheng Ling became the sect master, everything was complicated and she couldn't bother her. For more than a month, those disciples had been staying with her, so she couldn't bear to die in front of her eyes.
She stood up suddenly and prepared to rush out of the formation. Cheng Ling grabbed her and said, "What are you doing? Now
If they threaten you when you go out, it will be even more difficult for me! "
Xiyan said bitterly: "Brother Ling, they have always been by my side. They are called disciples, but they are as close as sisters. I really can't bear it!"
Cheng Ling sighed secretly, he couldn't stand such a situation. He consoled him: "Don't worry, I'll find a way!"
After saying that, he took a few steps forward and cursed angrily through the formation light barrier: "Thankfully you are still the Supreme Elder of the sect. Are they not disciples of the sect and want to fight with swords?"
Xiao Yan said calmly: "You recruited them all. Who knows what the purpose is. As the sect leader, if you kill the sect disciples on your own, you have the shame to come in front to question them!"
"It's shameless to say that, don't think that I don't know what you are planning. I was definitely not the one who killed Ling Xiao. He was killed by someone who broke his heart with the force of his palm, and only repaired the sword wound after his death. Such a trick is still a loss for you." Even the great monk Yuanying can do it!"
"You say it's not true? Everyone saw with their own eyes that Ling Xiao suffered a sword wound on his chest. Who in the sect, except you, the sect leader, can kill him, and who has a grudge against him?"
"Stop talking nonsense, can you get out? Ten breaths of time are fleeting, don't wait for me to kill someone and regret it later!"
Cheng Ling was secretly angry, but there was nothing he could do. Now those disciples had lost the initiative in their hands. His mind was racing, and he was desperately trying to think of countermeasures. Even if he went out by himself, it would not help, and he would only get into trouble.
Among the four great Yuanying cultivators in front of us, Xiao Yan is in the early stage of Yuanying, Yang Sen is in the middle stage of Yuanying, Xiao Changtian and the black-robed man from the Cheng family seem to have higher cultivation levels. No matter how fast Shen Leiji's movements were, he still couldn't escape unscathed.
"One, two,...seven, eight...!"
Yang Sen counted the time one by one, and he was about to take action at the first sight!
"Ten! Kill me!"
At the command, the two disciples screamed in agony, and the disciple behind them raised their sharp blades, waiting to be dropped.
"Wait!"
After all, Cheng Ling couldn't watch them die and shouted to stop them!
"Why, what else do you have to say!"
Cheng Ling said: "You can come out if you want. I know what you want. But only the strong can possess the treasure. We will decide the outcome in a decisive battle!"
Cheng Ling gritted his teeth and said, if it didn't work, he would just give them the thick book. He had an intuition that the secrets in the thick book could only be cracked with his own blood, so he took the gamble!
Yang Sen laughed heartily and said: "Being the sect master has really made you so proud. Even with your perfect cultivation of the golden elixir, you still want to challenge the Nascent Soul cultivator!"
Cheng Ling said coldly: "Why, are you still afraid of me, a golden elixir monk?"
"Don't use words to provoke me. I'm telling you, it's useless. But for the sake of your sect leader, I'll give you this chance to die! After all, how do you want to fight?"
"It's very simple. If I lose, that thing will belong to you! If I win, let these disciples go!"
"As you wish, come on!"
Cheng Ling sneered and said: "You really think I am a fool. If you all swarm me and the four great Nascent Souls bully me for a golden elixir, what does that mean?"
"How are you doing?" Xiao Changtian interjected.
"It's very simple. Everyone is one on one. Whoever beats me, I will give the items to him. You should discuss who will fight first!"
The third elder narrowed his eyes. He is such a cunning boy and wants to sow discord among us. He looked up and saw Yang Sen, Xiao Yan, and Xiao Changtian all looking wary. Obviously, Cheng Ling's provocation plan was successful, and all cooperation in the face of interests is illusory!
