Chapter 1380 Fengzong hides from the world to avoid disputes
"Golden rainbow runs through the sun!"
Li Mojian drove the six blazing souls to the upper part of the courtyard, and then blasted a bright golden light, knocking these skeletons out of the welcoming building.
The supreme power was surging, and the rubbish blazing soul under Bared Kun's command could not resist it at all.
The golden light tore the blazing soul's bones into pieces, turned them into dots of fire, and fell from the sky.
Under the tall building, the disciples of the Qianyun Sect kept drawing water to extinguish the flames layer by layer.
Soon, they extinguished most of the open flames, leaving only the remnants of sparks in the corners.
The entire Yingke building had been smothered in pitch black, with water vapor and thick smoke emitting everywhere.
"Carry out all the gods inside, be careful, don't hurt them!
Find out how many medicines are left, and bring all the available ones..."
Zi Lin stood at the entrance of the corridor, instructing the disciples to move the unconscious person, and asked to count the number of people carefully.
Half an hour later, all the gods in the Yingke Building were sent back to the South Yingke Peak.
Just in case, Li Mojian took fifty disciples and stayed there.
As for the elders of Qianyun Sect, apart from their important positions in maintaining the operation of the sect, the others all stayed behind at Wanjuan Peak.
Keep an eye on the energy-gathering array and the heavenly barrier on Wanjuan Peak all the time to prevent the black dragon from escaping.
In the Tanyun Peak where the suzerain is located, in the main hall of the Tanyun Tower, Zi Lin rested her chin and listened to the disciples report the loss.
Ming Kong Aoqing, Ming Ding and others were not there, they had already been arranged to a secluded place to recuperate and recover their strength.
"Sovereign, these are the loss catalogs of Wanjuan Peak and West Yingke Peak, and the biggest loss is West Yingke Peak.
Fortunately, the property on Wanjuan Peak was moved out in time, and the total loss did not exceed five thousand heavenly crystals. "
Hearing this, Zi Lin waved her hand and interrupted: "I'll talk about the financial matters later, Qian Yunzong is not short of that little money.
In the comatose gods of various sects, has anyone fallen? "
The disciple's face darkened, and another disciple beside him took out a booklet and handed it to the table in front of the suzerain.
"Sovereign, we are still too late, some gods have fallen."
The corners of Zi Lin's eyes twitched violently. This is not good news.
She opened the brochure and looked it up. The names and sects of the cultivators in the spiritual realm on it made people's minds swell.
Among the more than 200 gods, there are 20 people who drink the sea of hatred, and many of them are elders of major sects.
At that time, the three adoptive fathers temporarily set up a barrier, so they must have focused on it.
The divine realms of the ten sects are the most important objects of protection, and the barriers are more elaborate.
The rest of the cultivators in the divine realm could only arrange emergency rescues, because they couldn't stop the flames from burning for a long time.
Those twenty unlucky people who drank and hated the sea of fire died precisely because their beds were too close to the source of the fire.
The sky was pale, and the light shone through the gate and into the hall.
The sun will rise soon, and the disciples of various sects who temporarily live in nearby towns will come to inquire about the situation as usual.
Until then, how should Qian Yunzong explain.
It can't be said that Fengshan and Fengzong tossed all night, but killed people instead.
However, sometimes the development of things cannot be changed even if they are expected.
The sun rose and the sky brightened.
The cultivators of various sects and sects who were settled in the nearby towns began to gather in the direction of Qianyunzong.
Two hours later, a Qianyun Sect disciple hurried into the main hall of the Tanyun Tower to report the situation to the suzerain Mingkong Zilin.
"Sect Master, cultivators from various sects have been gathered outside the mountain gate for a long time, feeling agitated.
If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will be unstoppable. Are we going to tell the truth, or use force to drive them away? "
Zi Lin drank tea slowly from a cup, as if she was not in a hurry.
"Paper can't cover fire, and you can't hide it. Tell the truth."
"Sovereign, to tell the truth..."
The disciple's face was full of worry.
If those cultivators knew that a strong man had died last night, they would definitely make a fuss about Qian Yunzong.
"What are you afraid of, let them take back their elders, suzerains, and heads.
I have asked Elder Ming Chengxi to write an instruction sheet for the method of medication and treatment, and each denomination will distribute one.
As for what happens after we go back, I don't care about Qian Yunzong, they can do whatever they like. "
The disciple was uneasy, not sure what the suzerain was thinking.
However, the suzerain has already made a decision, and as a disciple, he is not qualified to talk too much, just follow through.
The disciple took the order to leave, and not long after leaving, Li Mojian flew into the hall.
"Sect Master, are you looking for me?"
Zi Lin shrugged: "Cultivators from other sects are here, and if I ask my disciples to tell the truth, there will probably be trouble.
I still have to rely on you, brother, to act as a deterrent, guard the mountain gate, and don't let any outsiders enter. "
Hearing this, Li Mojian already understood what Zi Lin meant.
It seems that she decided to follow the path of Fengzong's seclusion and stop interfering with the matters of Yunxiu Continent.
In the history of Qianyunzong, there were two times when the sect was sealed off to hide from the world. This method can effectively prevent the sect from being involved in disputes.
However, conferring the sect to hide from the world is a major event, and Li Mojian carefully confirmed it again: "Is it really necessary to consecrate the clan to hide from the world, and the post stations are also closed?"
"If the sect wants to earn income, the post station is of course not closed.
But to cut off the line to our Zong Tianzhou Square, Qianyun Zong will not accept foreign visitors in the future.
Those comatose gods have already been targeted, there is no need to put your own sect in to protect them.
The pressure of protection is left to their respective sects. "
Li Mojian thought about it carefully, and Zi Lin's words were indeed right.
The black dragon bones, and those blazing souls, obviously came towards the unconscious cultivator of the divine realm.
In just one night yesterday, half of the West Yingke Peak was destroyed.
If Xugu still has accomplices, if he comes again so many times, the Qianyun clan's great career will be great, and they can't help but toss repeatedly.
Let each sect protect it by itself, and it will not be blamed on Gan Yunzong if it cannot be protected.
"Don't worry, suzerain, I'm going to guard the mountain gate and prepare to seal the sect and hide from the world!"
After hearing what happened last night at the gate of Qianyun Sect, practitioners of various sects reacted as Zi Lin expected.
The crowd quickly became chaotic, clamoring to break into the Qianyun Sect.
Because the disciples of the Qianyun Sect did not say who the twenty strong men who fell were.
As a result, everyone present was worried about their elders, suzerain, and head.
"Get out of the way, what do you Qian Yunzong want to do?"
"Suddenly closed the mountain last night, and died this morning, did you do something shady!"
"Don't let us in, are you trying to cover up the truth?"
"Make way, or don't blame us for being rude!"
There was a huge disparity in the number of people on both sides. Faced with a tsunami of questions, the disciples of Qianyun Sect could not argue with a hundred words.
Soon, the crowd glowed with vigor.
Some people couldn't bear the excitement and wanted to force their way through the mountain gate, rushing in to check the situation of their own god-level powerhouses.
The pushing and shoving intensified, the two sides began to insult each other, and then gradually began to wrestle.
Bark, there was a sound of metal friction, and someone drew out the weapon.
Just when the situation was about to get out of control, a golden streamer fell from the sky and landed in the crowd.
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