Lin Mo sent Su Ran back to the sect to report the news. He was not idle either. He took care of the nine junior brothers and hurriedly landed in the fairy field. As soon as he saw it, it was all withered and yellow. All the fairy rice that had just headed was dead, and not one of them was alive.
of.
"Who did this? He committed an unforgivable capital crime." Lin Mo said in a cold voice, walking towards the hut of the caretaker of Xiantian.
Originally, since the caretaker named Su Bei took office three months ago, he has handed over the immortal food on time and in accurate quantities every day. For this reason, many people in the sect are still full of praise for Su Bei, the caretaker of the Immortal Field.
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Unexpectedly, it was his turn to collect the immortal food that day, and he would see such a scene. Lin Mo felt that he needed to teach the guardian of the immortal field named Su Bei a lesson before the elders of the sect arrived.
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Su Ran hurriedly returned to the sect with his sword, first returning to Ba Sword Peak. At this time, Qin Jian had just finished teaching his disciples and was about to return to the cave at the top of Ba Sword Peak to practice.
"Master, master." Su Ran shouted urgently.
Qin Jian looks like he is no more than fifty years old, but everyone in the Sword Control Sect knows that Qin Jian is already three hundred years old. Qin Jian is nearly two meters tall, has a strong build, is dressed in green clothes, and has long flowing sleeves.
His eyebrows are set into his beard, his eyes flash with a cold light as sharp as a sword's edge, his nose is high, his lips are beardless, and his thin lips never open easily.
Qin Jian heard Su Bei's cry, turned around, frowned slightly, and said, "Didn't you go with your senior brother Lin Mo to collect immortal food? Why did you come back?"
Qin Jian was very satisfied with Su Ran, and his words became much gentler.
Su Ran pressed the flying sword and landed in front of Qin Jian. He bowed to Qin Jian and then said, "Master, the big thing is over. All the fairy rice has withered."
"What did you say?" When Qin Jian heard this, he wondered if he had heard it wrong. The fairy rice was dead. What a joke.
The Sword Controlling Sect established a spiritual locking array on the large spiritual vein that the Sword Controlling Sect found two hundred years ago to plant immortal rice for consumption by the people within it.
. It seemed at that time that even if the immortal rice was planted on that spiritual vein for a thousand years, the immortal rice would not wither.
Because Qin Jian knew that unless the spiritual veins were completely exhausted, the immortal rice would never wither. But how could that be possible if the spiritual veins were exhausted?
"The fairy rice has withered. Senior Brother Lin Mo sent me back to report the news."
"Is this true?" Qin Jian asked again. He wanted to confirm this matter. If Su Ran dared to lie to him, then Su Ran was seeking death, or his disciples were taking advantage of him for fun. This was an unforgivable thing.
Spiritual veins are the foundation for the survival of a large sect. Although the spiritual veins used to grow immortal rice are not the largest spiritual veins in the Sword Control Sect, if this spiritual vein suddenly dries up, it will ensure that other spiritual veins will not be able to survive.
Something will happen?
If this matter is allowed to develop, it will be enough to shake the foundation of guarding.
"Master, how dare I lie to you." Su Ran nodded and replied affirmatively.
"Walk."
Qin Jian lifted Su Ran up without calling out the flying sword. A colorful cloud of mist arose at Qin Jian's feet, carrying Qin Jian and flew towards the main peak of the Sword Control Sect.
Flying on the clouds, my God, Su Ran was shocked, how much cultivation is required to accomplish this feat? Riding on the clouds, that is the legendary method of immortals.
Under Su Ran's shock, Qin Jian flew to the main peak, came to a small pavilion on the top of the peak, and put Su Ran down. Without saying anything, Qin Jian walked directly to a huge bronze bell in the pavilion.
Standing next to him, he raised his hands and hugged the equally huge bell, and slammed it into the giant bell.
clang.
Su Ran covered her ears in fear, and a loud noise was heard, which spread far away, and the bell rang throughout the entire Sword Control Sect. Then, one after another.
Su Ran was almost knocked unconscious by three loud noises in succession. Seeing Qin Jian let go of Zhong Chuang and Su Ran, who was about to fall to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Jian turned around and looked at Su Ran. There was a look of surprise in his eyes, and he couldn't help but nodded secretly. A great master always has his reasons for everything he does. Qin Jian took the
Su Ran's arrival at the alarm bell pavilion was certainly not without purpose. Even if Qin Jian knew that Su Ran had covered his ears and was able to insist on ringing the bell three times without falling down, it was worth his care for Su Ran.
Qin Jian patted Su Ran on the shoulder and gave Su Ran an encouraging look. Then Qin Jian walked to the edge of the pavilion and stood with his hands behind his back.
In addition to the main peak, the Sword Control Sect has seven major sword peaks, twelve small peaks, hundreds of side peaks, and tens of thousands of disciples in the sect. The sound of three bells alarmed the entire sect.
The first person to come riding a purple cloud was a woman in purple. As soon as she landed in the pavilion, she said: "Senior Brother Qin, what are you doing? Three bells ring, do you know what this means?
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"Junior sister Ziyun, there is no need to say anything. I will explain it when everyone is here." Qin Jian looked at Ziyun, and there was still a flash of surprise in his eyes that could not be concealed.
Immediately afterwards, another middle-aged man in green clothes stepped on a flying sword with flowing light. He seemed to be walking on the flying sword step by step. He seemed to be slow but actually fast, and arrived at the pavilion in the blink of an eye.
"Oh, Senior Brother Qin and Junior Sister Ziyun are here, what happened?" The visitor looked relaxed, as if the three bells were not very important to him.
"Senior Brother Hang is here." The woman named Ziyun looked at the middle-aged man and called out quietly, but did not explain.
Qin Jian just nodded without saying a word. Hang Yin curled his lips and said, "Senior Brother Qin Jian is still so cold, and Junior Sister Ziyun is still so beautiful, hehe."
This time, even Ziyun ignored him, but Hangyin had no choice but to close his mouth. But his eyes fell on Su Ran, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Hey, what a good seedling, Senior Brother Qin
, now you have another outstanding disciple."
Speaking of Su Ran, Qin Jian's cold face melted slightly and said, "You're not bad either. You're pretty good at accepting the one named Cheng Tianba."
"Hahaha, Senior Brother Qin is joking, how can I compare to Senior Brother's Ba Sword Peak when I step on the Sword Peak? Well, that Cheng Tianba is really good, but it's a pity that that kid can only use swords. I'm really annoyed.
Yes." Hangyin was laughing and joking, switching between happy and angry in a very natural way.
A figure flashed, and another handsome young man who looked to be in his early twenties appeared in the pavilion. He looked at the four people in the pavilion, then stood with his hands behind his hands without saying a word.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa another another, I said, senior brother Chu is trying to play with senior brother Qin, who is deeper?" As soon as Hang Yin saw the person coming, the topic immediately shifted to senior brother Chu, chattering non-stop.
Chu Hentian looked at Hang Yin, his face still cold and his lips tightly closed, unmoved by Hang Yin's words.
"Tch, Senior Brother Chu, if you continue like this, everyone in Wanjianfeng will have the same temper as you and become lifeless. It's not fun at all."
"What did you say?" Chu Hentian's eyes suddenly became sharp, but then disappeared.
"I, pretend I didn't say that." Hang Yin gave Chu Hentian a sharp look and said angrily.
Soon, three more people came together, a woman in colorful clothes and two old men with white beards and eyebrows. Looking at the people, Qin Jian was slightly moved. He cupped his fists and saluted the three of them, saying: "Senior Brother Han, Dongfang
Senior brother, Senior Sister Ling."
One of the old men waved his hand lightly and said: "Don't dwell on old times now, it's time for the elders to come too. Three bells are ringing. This is the alarm bell that is enough to shake the foundation of our sect. I hope you are not mistaken."
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"Yes, Senior Brother Han." Qin Jian said in a deep voice with a solemn expression.
As soon as Qin Jian finished speaking, dozens of streams of light came one after another and instantly hovered above the bell pavilion. Dozens of people stood neatly on the clouds.
"I've met the great elder, I've met all the elders." The masters of Seven Swords Peak all bowed and said respectfully. Su Ran did not dare to be careless, and also bowed with a respectful expression.
"Excuse me, Han Fei, tell me what's going on." The person in front of him pointed at the person Qin Jian called Senior Brother Han and said with a calm expression.
"Great Elder, I came here after hearing the bell. I think Junior Brother Qin should know the truth of the matter better than me." Han Fei bowed and said.
"Oh, what about Qin Jian?"
"Yes, Great Elder." Qin Jian bowed and told what Su Ran said.
Everyone's expressions changed greatly when they heard this. After Qin Jian finished speaking, the First Elder waved his sleeves and said, "Let's go to the Immortal Field."
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At this time, all the disciples in the entire sect stopped practicing and gathered together in twos and threes, speculating about what had happened. Everyone looked nervous.
On the Purple Sword Peak, Qing Shang and Bai Ling sat side by side under a thousand-year-old pine on the top of the peak, with their feet hanging off the cliff. Qing Shang swayed her feet, looked up at the sky, and suddenly said to Bai Ling: "Bai Ling
Sister, look."
Bai Ling heard the words and followed Bai Ling's gaze. In the sky, there were dozens of colorful clouds of different colors, each of which was a flying sword with flowing light, flying in a mighty direction.
"That's Master and the others, um, the uncles from Seven Swords Peak are also there, and they are still in the Presbyterian Council." Bai Ling suddenly stood up, looked at the people flying past quickly, and said in surprise.
Then, Bai Ling suddenly pulled up Qing Shang and said, "Let's go and have a look."
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In front of the collapsed caretaker's hut in Xiantian, Su Bei looked calmly at Lin Mo, who was standing in front of him. He was so angry that he wanted to kill him. "Why, you want to try it too?"
Lin Mo looked at the nine junior brothers lying on the ground moaning in pain, sweat rolling down his forehead. Originally, when he saw the immortal rice withered, the first thing he thought of was to cause trouble for Su Bei.
However, Lin Mo did not expect that this guy without any spiritual energy fluctuations in his body would be indifferent to his accusations, and he was even more ignorant about the death of the fairy rice.
Lin Mo was so angry that he wanted to capture Su Bei and torture him again. However, he did not expect that when the nine junior disciples who had reached the Kong Ming stage heard his shouts, they all started to attack, but they were slapped repeatedly by the kid.
Everything except two was taken down.
"You are so brave. A small guardian of Immortal Field actually dares to hurt my disciple of Ba Sword Peak. I think you don't want to live anymore." Lin Mo took a few steps back and said in a stern voice.
"Really? If you want me to die, then I'll kill you first." Su Bei was besieged by the group of people yesterday, and the murderous intent was still there. Today, Lin Mo came to see him again. After hearing this, he immediately took action.
Murderous intention.
"Who dares to kill my disciple?" A cold and domineering voice suddenly came.