A figure gradually emerged, with powerful spiritual energy surrounding him. The monk slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were like lightning and exuded majesty, which even made people unable to think of going against him.
The air seemed to freeze, and all the sounds on the battlefield were silent at this moment. The figure of the mysterious reinforcements rose like a mountain, giving people a faint sense of awe.
The being slowly walked toward the center of the battlefield, his steps like the rhythm of the sky, exuding a leisurely yet sharp aura. The light in the sky seemed to be eclipsed beside him, as if this person belonged to this aura.
As if possessing infinite power, his power began to wield the divine sword in his hand, and the divine sword suddenly emitted an even brighter brilliance.
Then, this being swung its sword horizontally toward the void ahead.
There was only a scoff, and the sound of something being cut was heard in the void. At the same time, the figure stood motionless between heaven and earth.
"What is this?" Bai Jiaren opened her mouth in shock, staring dumbfounded at the giant-like figure in the sky.
"That is the foundation of my Yunxiao Sect. The weapon spirit entrenched in the Yunxiao Bell is an object left by the founder of the sect. It is believed that the power of this weapon spirit can withstand a powerful blow from the Fusion Realm."
Wu Yulei explained, there was a hint of awe in her eyes, but it was just a hint.
"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Wu Yulei turned to look at the other people.
Xu Nuo cursed: "I guess you must be thinking that if this thing can be dismantled and made into a long sword, it will probably be more useful."
Ouyang Jiang couldn't laugh or cry: "That's what the ancestor left behind. It would be a waste to dismantle it and make it into a sword."
Wu Yulei took a breath, perhaps as if he agreed with the promise, and shook his hand towards the huge weapon spirit void in the distance.
The surrounding remnants of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were basically driven away or eliminated by the disciples who came from different places. For a while, Xu Nuo felt the efficiency of the large sect's work.
"Next, you better watch the movements of the weapon spirit." On the other side, Wu Yulei was still explaining some common sense of cultivation to his disciples.
At the same time, Xu Nuo felt an unspeakable force coming from somewhere, and its fluctuations became more and more intense.
He looked around, and then realized that the spying sight he noticed was the weapon spirit from Yunxiao Bell. In Xu Nuo's view, he was an old man dressed very simply.
The weapon spirit of Yunxiao Bell seemed to be aware of his presence, and the old man's eyes were projected over, as if to penetrate his heart. Xu Nuo was shocked and felt an inexplicable pressure. He subconsciously responded to the old man's gaze, trying to show his inner firmness.
A complicated light flashed in the old man's eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
There was a profound meaning in the old man's eyes as he looked at Xu Nuo, as if he was examining the depths of Xu Nuo's heart. In this indescribable force, the old man's expression gradually became solemn and dignified.
Xu Nuo felt as if he was being pulled by an ancient power. That power came from the instrument spirit of Yunxiao Bell, connecting their hearts like invisible clues. At this moment, Xu Nuo felt as if he had merged into the entire Yunxiao species.
"Huh?"
The old man let out a sigh, his expression looked a little strange, and when he looked at Xu Nuo again, he was no longer as calm as before.
"It seems that I was wrong. You are not..."
"Why can I talk to you?" Xu Nuo noticed something unusual and looked at the old man and thought; he wanted to ask, but found that he couldn't move.
The old man shook his head slightly, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes: "There is no corresponding power, maybe it is my illusion."
Xu Nuo's heart sank. He didn't know what the old man was seeing, but he could feel that powerful gaze examining him. He was secretly vigilant. After all, in the world of monks, things were often not as simple as they seemed.
By the time he regained his ability to move, the projection of the weapon spirit of the Yunxiao Bell in the sky had receded at some point.
Wu Yulei glanced at Xu Nuo and frowned slightly. Just now she felt some abnormal energy fluctuations on Xu Nuo, but she didn't say much and continued to explain the power operation and control of the weapon spirit.
As time went by, the disciples of Yunxiao Sect left one after another and returned to their respective training places. Bai Jiaren, Ouyang Jiang and Xu Nuo also left with the flow of people.
On the way to send Xu Nuo to his residence, Ouyang Jiang couldn't help but ask: "Brother Xu, did you feel anything strange at Qi Ling's place just now?"
Xunuo thought for a moment, and he did feel something strange, but he couldn't be sure what it was: "A little bit, as if he was being scrutinized. What about you?"
Bai Jiaren muttered: "I didn't feel anything, maybe it's just that the ancestor was uneasy."
Ouyang Jiang shook his head: "The ancestor is a thousand-year-old antique. He shouldn't be so easily distracted."
After hearing the discussion between the two, Xu Nuo felt a little confused. He felt that the weapon spirit of Yun Xiao Zhong seemed to pay more attention to him than others this time, but he could not understand the specific reason.
Just because he is a time traveler, he can't let others look down upon him if he finds out...
Thinking of this, Xu Nuo couldn't help but laugh out loud and felt like his head was broken.
If there is really someone in this world who can tell at a glance that he has been reborn from another world, then his current situation should be quite dangerous.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Xu Nuo's expression was a little off, Ouyang Jiang asked with slight concern.
Xu Nuo waved his hand: "It's nothing. It took a little while to come, so I'm just a little homesick."
"Oh well."
The three of them talked to each other about what they had seen and heard before. Of course, Bai Jiaren and Ouyang Jiang talked the most, and Xu Nuo was just an audience throughout the whole process.
Arriving at the temporary housing assigned by the sect, Xu Nuo lay on the bed and carefully recalled everything that had just happened. He always had a feeling that the old man transformed into Yun Xiaozhong seemed to have noticed something strange about him.
However, he couldn't tell where the mistake was, or whether his thoughts were accurate, but he always had a strange feeling in his heart about this matter.
Lying down on the bed, Xu Nuo only felt aches and pains all over his body. The total fatigue of the day was slowly superimposed on his current body. He felt sleepy, so he simply fell asleep.
The next day, Xu Nuo got up early. It was still early, so he meditated to absorb the fresh spiritual energy in the morning.
On the way to the cave where Wu Yulei was, Xu Nuo saw a faint haze on the faces of Ouyang Jiang and Bai Jiaren.
