Early the next morning.
"Junior Brother Bai? Junior Brother Bai!"
The cry rang out from outside the Hunwu Hall.
The disciples passing by followed the call and were all astonished.
The person standing outside the Soul Martial Hall and shouting was actually Bing Yunyan.
Today, Bing Yunyan is dressed in pure white clothes, which is particularly decent. Combined with her frost-like skin and long ink-dyed hair, she looks like a smart fairy, making people look at her sideways and hesitate in her steps.
She called several times.
Bang!
The door of Hunwu Hall opens.
She only saw Bai Ye standing at the door dressed in black, looking at her quietly.
Although Bai Ye's expression was particularly calm, his whole body's soul energy was turbulent, as if he had just experienced a war.
Bing Yunyan was a little stunned. When he looked at the top of the Soul Martial Hall, he saw that it was in pieces. The walls were all cracked, and there were terrifying big holes.
How is this going?
Bingyunyan's eyes flashed with confusion.
"Senior Sister Bing, is something wrong?" Bai Ye asked with a frown when he saw that Bing Yunyan didn't say anything but looked around.
"Ah...oh, um...I'm here to inform you that the battle between the sects is about to begin. Please come with me to Bingxintang to make some preparations. I can also tell you something." Bingyunyan replied.
He came to his senses and said quickly.
"Okay." Bai Ye nodded and closed the door.
The two of them walked outside.
But Bing Yunyan turned back three times with one step.
Finally, she couldn't help it anymore, pointed to the top of Hunwu Hall and asked: "Junior Brother Bai, what's going on?"
"What's going on?"
"Did someone attack your Hunwu Hall?"
"Oh...you mean there...do you know who lives up there?"
"Ying...Elder Yingyue Jiuyue?"
"right."
"You mean... these are all caused by Elder Ying Jiuyue?"
Bing Yunyan secretly swallowed the scent, obviously thinking of something terrible.
"Besides him, who do you think can break through these buildings made of special materials?" Bai Ye said calmly.
"That's true..."
Bing Yunyan smiled, but she looked worried.
Bai Ye didn't say much.
After a while, the two of them arrived at Bingxintang.
At this moment, Bing Xintang is already very busy.
I saw disciples carrying a large number of unique utensils and medicinal materials in and out one by one. There was a lot of traffic in front of Bingxintang and it was very lively.
"What is this for?" Bai Ye couldn't help but ask.
"Oh, this is to set up the magic circle and the healing magic circle at the battle of the clans. You should know that, right? This kind of thing must be arranged in advance. If it is arranged during the game, it will be too late." Bing Yunyan said with a smile.
Bai Ye nodded: "Since it is a magic circle used for logistics, the quality of this magic circle must be high, and it deserves some snacks."
"So this magic circle needs your help, Junior Brother Bai." Bingyun Yan said: "The soul realm of our Bingxin Hall disciples is not high, and our strength is not strong. Usually this kind of magic circle is arranged by the elder himself, but
You also know the situation of the elders, so I still have to rely on you!"
It's not that Bing Yunyan didn't ask those elders. After all, strictly speaking, she still believed in the strength of those elders. With their help in setting up the magic circle, nothing would go wrong.
But after learning that Elder Murong was accidentally injured and could not preside over the battle among the sects, these people immediately changed their minds and declined with various reasons.
Bing Yunyan had no choice but to come to Bai Ye for help, and she understood more and more why Elder Murong asked Bai Ye to help her.
"When are we going to set up the formation?" Bai Ye said.
"Just a moment."
Bing Yunyan smiled and said: "After these junior brothers and sisters have transported the materials, I will finish counting the materials, and we will start to arrange the materials. There is enough time. It is said that those powerful clans have started to join the sect since yesterday, and there is still one day left today.
Tomorrow morning, the battle among the sects will officially begin, and then it will be the time for heroes and geniuses to compete!"
Bai Ye nodded.
After about half a stick of incense, Bing Yunyan led Bai Ye towards the arena where the clans were fighting.
There are disciples from various departments on the road.
Like Bing Xintang, they were all transporting materials. Of course, in addition to the temple disciples, there were also many disciples from other sects.
It's not just the temple people who can set up formations, people from other powerful clans can also set up the formations in advance to prepare for a rainy day.
On the way, Bai Ye learned from Bing Yunyan what he was going to do in this battle between the clans.
Things are not complicated at all, just setting up the formation and urging the formation.
It's all hard work, strictly speaking it's nothing.
When Bai Ye heard the sound, he secretly let out a big sigh of relief.
He is not a troublesome person.
Since it's these little things, it's not a big problem.
Boom!
At this moment, a dull sound suddenly came out.
The disciples walking on the road were all stunned, shocked by the sudden sound.
People looked around one after another, only to see a figure suddenly fly from the front, and then hit the road heavily.
boom!
There was a crackling sound.
Just look at the avenue paved with strange stones, cracked and shattered by this figure in an instant.
"What?"
"what happened?"
People on both sides exclaimed in surprise, and the disciples of Shentian Temple immediately surrounded him.
One look.
All he saw was a thin, pale disciple lying on the ground, unable to get up.
Bing Yunyan's expression suddenly changed, and she immediately rushed over, checked the man briefly, fed him a pill, and then looked forward.
But I saw a group of men and women wearing red-trimmed blue clothes walking in front of me.
The leader was an extremely handsome young man.
The man's sharp eyebrows and starry eyes were staring here, and when he saw Bing Yunyan, a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
"Hit someone?"
"Quick, notify the law enforcement team to come! Quick!"
The disciples of Shentian Temple shouted hurriedly.
"What's the fuss about? Don't you see what kind of trash the guy who was beaten is?"
"Huh? Are you from Hunwu Hall?"
"That's not surprising!"
To be continued...