Xiang Shen didn't know Luo Qingyun's worries.
In the past two days, there was an unusual atmosphere in Wanjianmen, which seemed like a storm was coming, so Luo Qingyun's awakening did not cause much trouble.
Xiang Shen was reading and practicing as usual, as if he was oblivious to what was going on outside the window. But in fact, her mind was not on cultivation at all.
At this moment, there is a corner of the bookshelf in the Sutra Pavilion.
Xiang Shu put down a book of treasures and miscellanies, frowned and stared at a faint blue stone with a faint twist in his palm.
This object was a piece of gravel that flew out of the whirlpool when she broke through it that day, and its aura was quite extraordinary.
In order to find out the origin of this object, she went through all the treasure collection books in Wanjian Sect in the past two days, but there was nothing that matched the properties of the stone in her hand.
Xiang Shen sighed softly in his heart, if Si Wuyue was here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance, why bother to look for it?
She put away the stone and turned to look at the disciples in the sect who were wielding swords between the main peaks outside the window. After staring for a moment, she could clearly see that they all had hurried expressions and solemn expressions.
Of course she knows what Wanjianmen's situation is now.
Xiang Shen gently stroked his chest, his eyes indifferent.
The owner of the giant hand is none other than the "Mo Spider" that he encountered at the Ghost Stream Realm Gate. He was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and his cultivation was unfathomable.
Although the palm was weakened by both the passage and the white mist, its power was only in the middle stage of the pill formation, but in her haste she failed to set up a defense and was seriously injured.
Fortunately, after two days of Yuanquan's care, he was already in a state of recovery, which would not prevent him from taking action.
But even if he fully recovered, Xiang Shu had no intention of coming forward.
She took action for Luo Qingyun, and it was just a coincidence that she saved everyone in Wanjian Sect.
The Wanjian Sect was not as cold and cold as the Blazing Flame Sect. The sect's life in the past year was indeed good, with a rare sense of stability and leisure, but it was not enough to shake her heart.
Since time travel, she has struggled to survive. She can survive until now, except for a few opportunities, all because of the word "ruthless".
What about Empress Shenji, the savior who sacrificed her life to unite the Realm Sect... She just did it on purpose to hide the traces of her own reincarnation.
Xiang Shu has always known that he has never been a savior, let alone a good man and woman.
As of today, she is just an ordinary foundation-building monk in the Dongzhou cultivation world, and she cannot even be called a strong person. If the fate of Wanjian Sect was tied to her alone, it would be too difficult for others. Chinese website
But now that it has attracted attention, it is not a good idea to let it go. If Wanjianmen is destroyed, she will have to find a new place to stay, and she does not know how much time will be wasted.
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu felt a bit of pain in his heart and couldn't help but frown.
If the spiritual sword in her hand hadn't been unable to withstand her sword intent and suddenly shattered that day, her injuries would not have been so serious.
After Wanjianmen has overcome this crisis, it is time to put the refining of flying swords on the agenda.
Dangdangdang——
The bell for closing the pavilion rang again, Xiang Shen's thoughts suddenly stopped, he got up and went downstairs with the rubbing book.
The old man standing guard in front of the stove took the rubbing book from Xiang Shen's hand, turned it over, and said solemnly: "Luo Shen, although the miscellaneous notes on treasure mirrors are interesting, remember not to indulge in them. You have read too much recently."
"Disciple, please remember Elder Ge's teachings." Xiang Shu responded with his head bowed, his voice sweet.
The old man's face softened slightly, and he threw the rubbings into the stove, and then said: "The Sutra Pavilion will be closed for repairs for a period of time. You don't have to come tomorrow. You can just choose a place in the peak to practice on your own."
Xiang Sheng said yes, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Are you planning to allocate disciples to guard the sect's main formation, not even taking care of the Sutra Pavilion? It seems that Ying Changfeng is really in trouble this time.
She turned around and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion. She took a look at the sky and it was still early. She was about to go to the old place to find out the news. As expected, Xiang Jianjue should be waiting there.
However, before she could finish walking the path in front of the Sutra Pavilion, she suddenly heard the sound of bells coming from the main peak in the distance.
The disciples who were walking behind her changed their expressions when they heard the sound. They all walked in front of Xiang Shen and stood on the edge of the cliff.
Wait and see.
"The bell has rung six times, it's the welcoming bell!"
"A distinguished guest is here. Which of the five major sects is here?"
"It's only been two days. I don't know if the elders of the sect have come up with a way to deal with it."
"I heard that the sect master was so worried that his hair turned white..."
Xiang Shu raised his eyebrows slightly as he listened to the worried speeches around him. The one who could come so quickly was either Qianxing Palace or another Tianyan Sect with Fangcunji.
But no matter which one he faced, Ying Changfeng might not feel comfortable.
In front of the eighth-grade sect, even the ninth-grade Wanjian Sect has little ability to resist.
However, this reminded her that all the forces in Dongzhou were not monolithic. The relationship between the four geniuses was purely based on Jiang Yi, and there were many gaps between the sects.
It is difficult for Wanjian Sect to deal with one sect alone, but what if the five major sects come together?
Thinking of this, Xiang Shu's eyes suddenly brightened, and he quietly pushed away the crowd and left.
In the miscellaneous room at the foot of Yunlong Peak, a female disciple was carrying tea to the main peak. Halfway there, she suddenly felt pain in her abdomen and her face turned pale.
"Why do you have a stomachache at this time?"
She gritted her teeth and tried to bear it, but the pain in her abdomen became more and more painful, making her unable to straighten up.
In desperation, she looked around for people around her. When she saw Xiang Shu feeding fish by the fish pond not far away, she immediately became convinced and shouted loudly: "Junior sister, please help me!"
After a while, the main guest met in the guest hall.
Ying Changfeng put on a seldom-worn golden robe, with a smile that was neither humble nor arrogant, "The three of you have come from afar, and we are sorry for the loss. Please forgive me. Come, let's serve tea!"
Xiang Shu, who had been waiting in front of the door, immediately entered the hall with tea in hand. His eyes quickly swept across the hall, and his heart skipped a beat.
All six guest seats in the hall were full, and five of them were familiar faces.
She lowered her eyebrows and put down the tea at the six-person coffee table one by one. Then she didn't go out. Instead, she walked under the main seat and stood beside Lin Hai without moving.
Only then did Lin Hai recognize Xiang Shen and was surprised. It was the junior sister who was serving the tea. No wonder she didn't understand the rules.
Ying Changfeng also saw the strangeness in it. Fortunately, nothing happened when serving tea. He had no time to care about it. He only frowned briefly, then his expression returned to normal, and then said: "The master of this sect already knows your intentions."
"Answer the door master, the situation is very important."
A slovenly middle-aged monk picked up the tea cup and took a sip, moistening his throat. His hoarse voice was a bit unkind, "It is also the responsibility of our Incense Hall to kill the ghosts. I hope you can tell the truth so that we can let you know the truth." The remaining strange places in Dongzhou will disappear as soon as possible."
"Deputy Master Duandao, is this wrong?"
Tang Yin, who was sitting opposite the middle-aged monk, snorted coldly, "You, the Incense Palace, have been acting domineering all day long, devouring the incense of Shen Ji wantonly. In the end, it is not as useful as a member of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"What Sister Tang said makes some sense."
Gong Yue, who was sitting on the left, suddenly took over the conversation and actually said in a supportive tone: "The Deputy Palace Master Duandao came here today. He should be humbly asking for advice on how to solve the situation. Why is he so aggressive?"
After the two women spoke, they looked at each other in unison, and both saw something strange in their eyes.
Do you also hate the Incense Palace?
The atmosphere in the palace suddenly became a little subtle.
Ying Changfeng looked at Tang Yin, then turned to Gong Yue, and his mind suddenly became confused.
These two women, one is an outstanding disciple of Qianxing Palace, and the other is a newly promoted saint of Tianyan Sect. I have never heard of the two of them interacting before. Why are they talking about the same enemy now? mean?
Duandao was also a little confused at this time. Why was this scene so different from what he expected when he came?
Wanjianmen disinfected Guidi, and it was not just Incense Hall that was embarrassed. Didn't the five major sects also suffer from disgrace?
Xiang Shen bowed his head and followed him aside, looking cautious, but he was filled with emotion in his heart.
I haven't seen each other for ten years, and I never thought that these two people would become famous on their own. Little girl Tang Yin doesn’t need much
She said that she had already seen in Lingyi City that Tang Yin had a good talent in cultivation and would be able to stand out sooner or later.
What surprised her the most was Gong Yue. Gong Yue's spiritual power was not as good as expected. She was able to join the Tianyan Sect because she deliberately betrayed her. The last time she saw her in Guijian, she was just a pawn of the Tianyan Sect. She didn't expect that she hadn't seen her for ten years. It is really disappointing that she has become a saint in the church.
"Ahem..."
The silent atmosphere in the field was interrupted by a cough. Protector Hei Jue, who was sitting next to Gong Yue, smiled and said: "I teach the saint to be young and vigorous, don't blame Sir Duandao."
Wei Lesheng, who was sitting next to Tang Yin, did not give Duan Dao a good look. He turned to look at Ying Changfeng and said in a deep voice: "Master Ying, I guess your family knows how dangerous the place is. If your family can eliminate it, If we share the method of disinfecting, Wanjianmen's situation in the Thousand Stars Palace will only be better than it is now."
Wei Lesheng's statement was outside. When Ying Changfeng saw him speaking, he felt a little more at ease. He smiled bitterly and said: "Wei Zhenzhuan is not only because we don't want to do it, but also because we are still confused. The disaster of the strange land can be resolved only because of one person." A mysterious man suddenly appeared to help."
Wei Lexheng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Mysterious person?"
"good."
Ying Changfeng was about to continue, but Duandao suddenly let out a harsh laugh at this moment, "Wei Zhenzhuan, Master Ying just said this to deceive a three-year-old child, you don't really believe it, do you?
What is the strange place? It is a dangerous place that our five major sects and the Incense Palace cannot properly solve. When it comes to the door of the sect master, how can it be eliminated by just jumping out of the door? "
Duandao's eyes were stern, "I would advise the sect master to think clearly and tell the truth."
Ying Changfeng's face turned slightly angry, "I'm telling the truth!"
"Honestly? Are you going to say that the sect master is going to say that the mysterious man jumped out like a god and killed everyone to save you, and at the same time wiped out the strange land in two and three pieces?"
Duandao sneered, "If that's true, Master Ying doesn't need to speak anymore."
"……you!"
Ying Changfeng's face turned livid, "You, Incense Hall, are going too far!"
Xiang Shu watched from the side, watching Broken Blade repeatedly interrupting Ying Changfeng's words, and suddenly felt a little concerned in his heart.
There seems to be something wrong with this broken knife.
