Another crack opened from the shoulder of the saint's stone statue and extended directly to the chest. The cracks spread out like dry earth veins.
Seeing this situation, Mr. Yangzhou Chengyuan could no longer sit still.
There was a hint of horror in his eyes, and he said to Li Xingyun and Li Hongying: "Something big is going to happen in West Lake. You should leave the temple first and stay in the liberal arts academy. Don't go anywhere. I'll call people."
"Yes!" Li Xingyun also realized the seriousness of the matter. As a little boy, it would be a disservice if he didn't help, so he decisively took Li Hongying down to the temple.
When the two of them came to the liberal arts academy, their eyes were fixed on the holy temple, wanting to see how things would develop.
"Who do you think the court master wants to call over?" Li Hongying and Li Xingyun sat casually on the three-story stone steps and asked curiously.
Li Xingyun guessed: "My understanding of Jiangnan is not as good as yours, but it shouldn't be the great scholar from the Jiangnan Academy of Literature, right? After all, if a great scholar from one state leaves the Academy, there is no guarantee that there will be no mistakes in other cities. The stone statue of the saint
Although it is cracked, at least it is still within control."
Just when the two of them were guessing.
The bell in the holy temple suddenly rang rapidly!
Boom!!
Boom!!
Boom!!
The bell rang a full nine times, and the thick sound, with its ancient flavor, shocked people's hearts and souls.
"Nine rings of the Confucian bell??" Li Xingyun was a little surprised.
Li Hongying asked: "Do you have any expression?"
Li Xingyun is familiar with the ringing of the Confucian bell in the Confucian temple. The nine rings mean that the Confucianists who govern the world's cultivation system call for help from people in all major cultivation systems when something big happens.
As for the Confucian Bell in Yangzhou City, the words urged by the Confucian Academy Master are enough to spread throughout the entire Yangzhou City!!
"The Confucians also feel that this matter is difficult. They are not looking for the great Confucian from Jiangnan to come, but the powerful people from various forces in Yangzhou City to come to discuss it."
"The strong men of the various forces in Yangzhou City?" Li Hongying was stunned. Although she was born in Tiance Mansion, which had a lot of dealings with Jianghu, she was not particularly clear about the forces in Yangzhou City.
The two of them waited patiently.
It didn't take long before I noticed a figure skimming over the Academy of Arts and entering the temple!
"Is that...a warlock?" Li Xingyun's eyes were sharp, and he noticed an aura similar to that of Aunt Gu's in the person just now, but the aura was much stronger than Aunt Gu's.
call out!!
Another figure flashed and disappeared into the holy temple.
"The breath of Taoism, the person who just entered is a member of the Taoist sect." Li Hongying stood up and looked up at some traces left in the sky to identify the force of the person who came.
Immediately afterwards, several more figures arrived.
"One person is holding a guqin in his hand, a bald monk is here, and another person is holding a sword." Li Hongying said some of the characteristics of those people.
Then he turned around and looked at Li Xingyun and asked: "If the court master doesn't ask for help from big figures in Confucianism, why do he only find people from other cultivation systems?"
Otherwise, it is obvious that Confucianism responds to hundreds of responses... Li Xingyun straightened his face and replied: "In this Yangzhou City, who can be greater than the dean of the Yangzhou City Literary Academy? With him here, other Confucian practitioners combined
There is nothing we can do about the Lord of the Temple, who is in the holy temple, and his role here is just to make soy sauce on the sidelines."
"What are you talking about?" Li Hongying couldn't understand.
"Even if the sky falls and the Lord is holding it up, if other Confucian scholars want to help, they have to see if the Lord has fallen."
"oh oh."
In the holy temple at this moment.
Headed by the Master of the Academy of Literature, the people standing opposite him were a beautiful woman holding a guqin, a monk with prayer beads hanging on his hands, an old Taoist holding a fly whisk, and a middle-aged man in black with a long sword on his back.
There is also a thin man in white.
The five people's eyes all fell on the court master, and their expressions were a bit stern.
Among them was a beautiful woman holding a guqin, wearing a gorgeous red palace dress that looked like a blooming peony. She lightly opened her red lips and said: "Mr. Yuan, I just heard from Xiao Qina that there is a big demon near the Leifeng Pagoda in the West Lake.
You used the Confucian Bell to call us to come, but did you find any major clues?"
The other four people also stood ready and listened quietly to what the Lord of the Academy had to say.
The Lord of the Academy showed a serious look on his face and said: "Once upon a time, a Confucian saint sealed a demon emperor at the bottom of the West Lake, and used the talent of the saint's stone statue to continue to bless the seal. People in the demon clan think they have recently obtained something that they can hide from the temple.
By using the means of the eyes and ears, just after the imperial examination in the spring, some of the energy in the temple has begun to flow out, and the seal is temporarily weakened."
"Now that there are cracks in the saint's stone statue, it means that the seal has been broken! I need to use your strength to seal the shore of Xizi Lake before they completely break all the seals and escape. Form a temporary place that can only be entered but not exited.
The secret realm of Jedi! Wait for the seals in other places to be stabilized before making subsequent plans."
"Sealed the entire West Lake???" The middle-aged man with the sword on his back was very shocked. The West Lake covers an area no less than a city. How much energy does it take to seal it?
"You are all fourth-grade cultivators in Yangzhou City. Whether it is for your own power or for the safety of the human race, please help." Although Yuanjun is in charge of the Yangzhou City Literary Academy, his social status and strength are higher than those of several others.
He is also a fourth-level cultivator, but at this moment, he is also requesting in order to activate the seal.
Upon hearing this, the woman holding the harp in the peony palace dress hurriedly responded: "The emperor has seen the outside. The human race and the demon barbarian have been feuding for a long time. If the demon emperor is not dead and comes out again, it will also be a catastrophe for our Yangzhou City. I, Qixiu,
Fang Zi should do his best to help the Lord!"
"Of course the old Taoist is willing to help Mr. Yuan." Although the old Taoist holding a fly whisk looked calm and inactive, he did not hesitate to take action at this moment.
"Amitabha." The monk with his palms together said the Buddha's name, and then said calmly: "I am also willing to do my little bit."
The man in black with a sword and the warlock in white hesitated.
After all, sealing the entire West Lake is a very important matter. It will consume a lot of their strength and they will have to rest for a while before they can recover. If something unexpected happens along the way...
The emperor saw the hesitation of the remaining two people and thought that the sealing of the West Lake could not be delayed, otherwise there would be more misfortunes, so he said: "Back then, the saint left some treasures in each of the ten secret places.
After the entire West Lake is sealed off, there will naturally be no need to leave any of the ten secret realms. If you are brave enough, you can send people in to look for opportunities."
Hearing what the court master said, the eyes of the white-robed warlock and the black-robed man with a sword also brightened.
The treasure left behind by the Confucian saint in order to seal a demon emperor, it can't be too bad, right?
"My disciples do need some training." The man carrying the sword chuckled.
"I have no objection." A word slowly came out from the white-clothed warlock's head hidden under his hood.
Everything is ready...
Yuan Jun no longer wastes time and tells everyone how to help him complete this banning formation!