Chapter 1909

"Crack!"

Jiuhua Mountain, Lingyu Palace.

The little disciple guarding the Spirit Hall rubbed his eyes and walked in from the outside, took the broom at the corner, and swept the dust that didn't exist on the ground one by one.

After meticulously sweeping the entire hall, he put away the broom, took the rag beside him, and wiped the altar of the altar one by one. After changing the tributes on the altar, he looked up at the densely packed spiritual tablets.

The little disciple carefully counted the number of spirit cards, starting from the top one that was as dazzling as the sun and gradually descending until the penultimate row, the sixty-fifth number. The little disciple's eyes suddenly froze.

The sixty-fifth one has turned gray, and the several spirit cards next to it are still shining brightly, but the one has a slight crack on it, and the luster is gone.

"This. This is..."

The little disciple suddenly trembled all over, rubbed his eyes fiercely with his hands, and looked up again to confirm that the spirit card had lost its aura, and his body shook violently.

He suddenly ran out in a panic, "It's bad, it's bad, Brother Yuyin's spirit card is broken!"

"It's not good, it's not good. Brother Yuyin's spirit card is broken."

The little disciple shouted all the way and rushed into the main hall. At this time, his master was dozing off on the recliner. Hearing his shout, he opened his eyes impatiently, and cursed viciously: "It's not long! Skinny little monkey, what's the ghost's name?"

The little disciple plopped, and his father held her robe tightly in front of him, and shouted hoarsely: "Master, Master, Brother Yuyin's spirit card is broken."

"What's broken? If it's broken, replace it with another one." The master was so sleepy, he pushed and pushed it back up again, time froze for a second, and he jumped up from the chair, "You said What is broken?"

The master ran into the Lingyu Hall in panic, staring straight at the sixty-fifth spirit tablet in the penultimate row.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

The master stared at the token at the right time, until the token broke into two halves and fell on the table with a click, and then he was shocked and recovered.

He rushed forward and grabbed the spirit card. At this moment, his heart was beating like thunder, and the panic was like a tide, which generally flooded up and submerged him, but he couldn't care about other things at this time, and ran out staggeringly. Holding the stone hammer tightly, with a "dang", it woke up the ancient clock outside the Lingyu Hall.

The bell sounded far away, and the disciples of Mount Jiuhua rushed out of the hall one after another, looking in the direction of the Lingyu Hall in surprise.

Qingchang Mountain.

Nan Linfeng pinched the center of his brows wearily, now he has sent everyone out, but the exhaustion of Fuxi Mountain's spiritual power has not eased.

"Everyone, you have also seen the couple, and even the situation is getting worse now. If you don't stop it, I'm afraid it will not be spared within a radius of five hundred miles."

The current situation in Fuxi Mountain is out of control, if only relying on Tianqingzong is not enough. He hoped that other sects could join in as soon as possible, but when he thought of Lu Feng's obstruction several times, he felt annoyed in his heart.

Lu Feng lowered his brows, pretending he didn't hear it. The others looked at each other, intending to respond, but they didn't want to be involved in the dispute between the two sects. At this time, they all chose to protect themselves.

"Master Lu, Fuxi Mountain is only a hundred miles away from Bianjing," Nanlin Fengqi's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were in pain, seeing Lu Feng's unshakable appearance, he could only grit his teeth and endure. "If it continues to deteriorate, Bianjing will not be spared. As far as I know, the emperor is in Bianjing at this time. Does Jiuhuashan really want to ignore things?"

"Sect Master Nan has always been well informed. Didn't he get any news? The emperor has already set off to return to the capital."

Without raising his eyebrows, Lu Feng picked up his teacup and took a sip.

Nan Linfeng couldn't help but said: "Even if the emperor is gone, wouldn't the hundreds of thousands of people in Bianjing be human?"

"Sect Master Nan has the whole world in his heart. I admire it, but now we don't have many people around me, so I don't know what Sect Master Nan wants us to do." Lu Feng was as immobile as a mountain.

"Master Lu's cultivation level is so high, I feel ashamed. If you are willing to do it yourself, Fuxishan's current predicament will naturally be solved." Nan Linfeng didn't play tricks with him anymore, and dozens of people present here are all the heads of various immortal sects Elders, everyone's cultivation level is not low. If they were willing to do it themselves, the situation would not be as bad as it is now.

But these people just took their identities into consideration, and just watched coldly from the sidelines, watching the creatures within a radius of a hundred miles die one by one, but remained indifferent.

Nan Linfeng held his breath in his heart. It has already been burning, and now I can't hold it back even if I want to. In the past few days, I have been battered, and I have to deal with these people. It was really unbearable, "You are all people who want to prove the Dao, don't you know the way of heaven is a human being, do you really want to watch the people die?"

"Sect Master Nan, what you said is wrong," Lu Feng said unhurriedly: "Although we are seeking to prove the Dao, the world is not benevolent, and all things are treated as dogs. Everyone in this world is equal. Since there is such a catastrophe, It is their end, if we intervene rashly, we will interfere with Dao, if we destroy Dao Xin, are you willing to take this responsibility?"

"Nonsense!"

Nanlin Feng got up in anger, Lu Feng just didn't want to pay spirit stones, Fuxi Mountain's spiritual power was exhausted, if he wanted to suppress it, he had to have a lot of spirit stones to lay down a spirit gathering array to forcefully suppress it.

Jiuhua Shanben is one of the three great immortal sects. Although it is ranked at the bottom, its strength is much stronger than other sects. Taking out hundreds of spirit stones at one time is just a matter of lifting your hands.

Lu Feng shied away in every possible way, obviously he just didn't want to take out the spirit stone, and other sects would naturally follow him when they saw his behavior.

Nan Linfeng was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he also knew that this matter should not be forced, so he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, and was about to continue persuading him. Unexpectedly, Lu Feng stood up directly and left without looking back.

"this……"

Everyone looked at each other in amazement.

Lu Feng returned to the Jiuhua Mountain station calmly, clasped his hands together, quickly formed seals with his fingers, and a spiritual power barrier quickly enveloped the station.

When he returned to the room, he flicked his fingers slightly, and the spiritual light rippling in the air, unexpectedly gradually revealed an image.

"Brother Sect Master, just got the news that Yuyin's spirit card is broken."

In the image is a young man wearing a long robe. Although his face is somewhat blurred, he can vaguely see three-dimensional features and regular eyebrows.

"How did this happen? Didn't they already send someone to escort them back to Beijing?"

"All the outer disciples sent out have lost contact."

"They died too?"

"pretty close."