"Get out of Lingxuan Sect?" It's unbelievable that he just failed to inform Master Meihe that Senior Brother Lei Xie had taken away the Purple Linghua, so he ended up like this.

Du Fang sat there with his mouth wide open, astonishment and surprise appearing on his face.

"Master, I..."

"Shut up, don't let me see you in Lingxuan Sect for one day." After saying that, Master Meihe turned into a purple light and fled away.

Du Fang wanted to defend himself, but Master Meihe didn't give him a chance to explain and blocked his way out.

Taoist Guanshan did not stop, and ordered to the Lingxuan Sect disciples behind him: "Everyone has dispersed, Zi Ming, Yin Guang, then you two go to Xuan Guang Hall to find me."

After saying that, Taoist Guanshan flashed his light and flew towards Lingxuan Mountain.

The Lingxuan Sect disciples here dispersed one after another after hearing the leader's order.

Among the many disciples of Lingxuan Sect, only the disciples before Master Huihe, that is, the senior brothers before Du Fang, looked at Du Fang a few more times before leaving, but only a few more times.

Du Fang looked at the people gradually dispersing, with mixed feelings. Not one of his former brothers was willing to stand up and say a word on his behalf.

Sitting on the ground and looking at the Purple Linghua next to him, Du Fang was stunned for a long time.

In just this short moment, he became a homeless orphan again.

Du Fang thought of Master Huihe, the old man who took good care of him and gave him a warm support.

Thinking of this, Du Fang shed tears down his cheeks. He was not afraid of his confused future, but missed the Master Huihe who adopted him.

Du Fang wiped the tears from the first couplet with his sleeve and walked towards the thatched hut.

He sat on the haystack, put his only three low-grade spiritual stones and a book of Qi Sensing Technique practiced in the Qi Refining Realm into the bag, then picked up the bag and walked out of the hay shed resolutely.

After walking out of the hut, Du Fang looked at the remaining six purple ling flowers.

Looking at the bright purple flowers, Du Fang wished he could pull them all out now, but his own reason still suppressed this idea.

If he really pulled out all the purple ling flowers, Master Meihe would probably cut himself into pieces.

On the way to the Lingxuanzong Mountain Gate, Du Fang thought about many things and felt much more comfortable.

He did have nostalgia for Lingxuanzong before, but it was mostly because of Master Huihe. Now that Lingxuanzong cannot tolerate him, there is no need for him to spend time here anymore.

Unconsciously, Du Fang's footsteps became more and more brisk, and the majestic mountain gate of Lingxuan Sect soon appeared in his eyes.

At this time, a shout came from the sky behind: "Little Junior Brother."

After Du Fang heard the sound, he looked back in surprise.

I saw a man appearing in the sky wearing a blue Taoist robe, with fine features and handsome eyes, walking in the air with a jade plate under his feet. It was Du Fang's fourth senior brother Zhao Mengyuan.

Du Fang recognized his fourth senior brother, and a rare smile finally appeared on his face.

He waved his hand in the air and shouted: "Senior Brother Mengyuan."

A moment later, Zhao Mengyuan stepped on the jade plate and landed next to Du Fang. With a gloomy expression, he placed his hand on Du Fang's shoulder, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Du Fang saw the reluctance to leave him in the eyes of his fourth senior brother, and instantly felt a warmth. He didn't expect that anyone in Lingxuan Sect really cared about him.

Before Zhao Mengyuan could speak, Du Fang said first, "Brother, everyone has his own destiny. You don't have to worry about me. I can go wherever I want."

Zhao Mengyuan responded: "You were adopted by the master, where can you go now? Junior brother, don't show off."

"I have five low-grade spiritual stones and two flame talismans here. Take them." Then he forced a small wooden box into Du Fang's hand.

"Fire Talisman?" Du Fang looked at Zhao Mengyuan with confusion.

"Brother, these talismans are very rare for you. I am in the Qi Refining Stage and can use them all. It is indeed a waste." Du Fang pushed the wooden box back into Zhao Mengyuan's hand and said.

Zhao Mengyuan saw Du Fang's words and deeds, shook his head, and stuffed the spiritual stone and talisman into Du Fang's arms.

"No matter how good the charm is, I can't use it in Lingxuan Sect."

"But you are different. It's very dangerous to be alone outside. Just take the protection. Other magic weapons are useless to you. Senior brother can only help you here."

After Zhao Mengyuan said these words, he pushed Du Fang away, revealed the jade plate under his body, and soared into the air.

Du Fang held the wooden box containing the spiritual stone and the flame talisman in his hand, looking at the fourth senior brother retreating in the air, tears finally burst out uncontrollably.

He could not have imagined that within the Lingxuan Sect, besides Master Huihe, there was also the fourth senior brother Zhao Mengyuan who really thought about himself.

Du Fang opened the wooden box in his arms, revealing five spiritual stones and two fiery red crystal charms. He pursed his lips, shed tears, and nodded fiercely.

Du Fang also knew how precious this talisman was.

Although monks in the Qi Refining Realm can feel the magic power between heaven and earth, they do not yet have spiritual thoughts and cannot control magic weapons. Instead, they use spells that do not require the involvement of spiritual thoughts. As long as the magic power is poured into them, they will be effective.

However, monks in the Qi Refining Realm cannot draw too much mana from heaven and earth, so they can only use a very small part of the spell.

Furthermore, if you want to draw a talisman, you must at least reach the realm of spring formation, so the talisman is extremely precious.

The fourth senior brother was willing to give these two flame talismans to him. He would never forget this feeling in his life, Du Fang thought secretly in his heart.

Du Fang put the wooden box into the bag, wiped the tears on his face with the sleeve of his right hand, turned around, and walked outside Lingxuan Sect.

After a while, Du Fang arrived at the mountain gate of Lingxuan Sect.

Du Fang stood by the mountain gate, looking at Lingxuan Sect with mixed feelings in his heart.

He loves this place, he grew up in this place, and even though there are happy days, there are also sad times.

He hated this place, such a huge sect could not accommodate a child like him.

The faces of Master Huihe, Senior Brother Zhao Mengyuan, Master Meihe, Taoist Guanshan and the deceased Senior Brother Lei Xie kept revolving in his mind.

He sighed deeply and left.

Du Fang knew that he had become homeless and no one could help him except himself.

At this time, the morning sun slowly rose from the horizon, and Du Fang walked towards the sun. He had nowhere to go anyway, and this morning light was his direction.

In the mountains and forests, a young man is walking forward. The singing of water birds in the mountains seems to be accompanying the young man and creating a bright future for himself.

One afternoon, the weather was extremely hot, so Du Fang lay down on a big tree to enjoy the cool air while carrying his backpack.

It had been several days since he left Lingxuanzong. Du Fang wandered around the mountains and fields, picking some fruits to satisfy his hunger and drinking some spring water to quench his thirst.
Chapter completed!