Liu Qinghuan quickly scanned the people in this small valley. There were more than 20 golden elixirs, all monks in the middle stage and above, and they were present in every peak.
Everyone agreed that something big had happened and flew out quickly without any delay. The wonders in the Shangqing Youxu Cave Sky could no longer attract their attention. Worry, speculation, Shen Ning and other expressions appeared on their faces, and no one wanted to speak.
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Rushing to the exit of the Great Cave Sky as quickly as possible, passing through the underground stalagmite forest, Liu Qinghuan had already faintly heard the loud bells. One after another, it seemed that there would never be a pause.
Everyone's face turned a little pale.
"How many times did it sound? It's been more than ten times since we came out!"
"Is it the ninety-nine and eighty-one bells that will be rung only when the faction is likely to be destroyed?"
"Let's go quickly, there's no point in guessing here."
Liu Qinghuan followed the crowd and flew to the front mountain. At this time, most of the caves in the back mountain had been opened. Protective arrays appeared on the mountains. The Smoke Lock Immortal Array at the other end of the demon sealing array had also been greatly opened. Yunqiao Gu
Hanging in mid-air, two Jindan monks were running towards that place.
"Senior Brother Li!" Someone in the group of monks who had just come out of the Qianzhong Departure shouted, and the two people in front of them turned around in response.
The caller rushed over and asked urgently: "Brother Li, do you know what happened?"
When Brother Li saw this group of people, his face became even darker: "Even you have been summoned... we don't know! I was refining a magic weapon when the sect's jade tablet shook, and then the bell rang.
.I hurriedly stopped refining the weapon, and when I came out, most people had already gone up the mountain."
"Oh, how many times did the bell ring?"
Senior Brother Li said: "Thirty-eight...thirty-nine times."
As he spoke the clock rang again.
Someone whispered: "Could it be that the sealing war is about to begin?"
The flying crowd fell into dead silence for an instant.
A tense and depressing atmosphere enveloped everyone, and no one spoke anymore.
Liu Qinghuan glanced into the abyss under the Demon Sealing Formation. It was dark and there was no trace of light...
Soon after passing the Cloud Bridge, everyone rushed directly to the Immortal Peak.
At this time, except for the constant ringing of bells, all the noise in the entire Wenshi sect disappeared. Although there were many disciples flying across the peaks, no one spoke. The faces of the young disciples showed fear and uneasiness.
, circling around in circles like a headless fly. After seeing their group of high-level monks, they flew over and followed them as if they had found a backbone.
Everyone is rushing to the Immortal Peak.
When Liu Qinghuan flew to the square in front of Taiyi Hall, many disciples had gathered here. The black sect costumes of Wenshi Sect were like black clouds, thick and dignified.
From time to time, the light of the teleportation circle lit up in the side halls on both sides of the square, and the monks who were outside also rushed back.
They passed directly over these low-level disciples and landed in front of the wide open door of Taiyi Hall. Headmaster Li Yaoqing was standing on the steps in front of the door.
He nodded slightly to this group of people and motioned for them to go to the side hall to wait.
As soon as Liu Qinghuan entered the side hall, he found that there were probably all the Jindan and above monks currently in the sect gathered inside. Including their group, there were fifty or sixty people in the hall at once.
He glanced around and saw many familiar figures in the crowd. For example, Bai Ningshuang was standing on the right side of the hall, and there were several Jindan monks from Lingxi Valley standing beside him, looking at their group. When he saw him looking over,
She immediately turned her head.
Liu Qinghuan had no time to pay attention to him. He quickly found Xuan Bo and walked over quickly: "Brother Xuan."
Xuanbo was talking quietly to the people around him, then turned around: "Junior brother Liu, you are in the sect, come here quickly."
He met with the others, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Xuan, what happened?"
Xuan Bo also whispered: "It is said that the spatial cracks above Qianye Mountain that were about to close suddenly opened again."
"That eye-shaped one? I remember that before I entered Qianzhong Departure, the crack didn't seem to shrink much."
Xuanbo asked: "Have you been in there for a long time?"
Liu Qinghuan calculated: "If it were replaced outside, I'm afraid it would be over in twenty years."
"That's it. About ten years ago, the space cracks in Qianye Mountain finally began to close. Now most of them have disappeared, and the largest one in the sky is slowly closing. And an hour ago, there was the one on the side of Yandang Castle.
The servant came back and said that the crack had been torn open again."
"Tear apart?"
"Yes." Xuanbo said seriously: "Someone saw a huge black claw protruding from the inside, tearing the crack open, so that the crack was even bigger than before."
Liu Qinghuan quickly asked: "Is there something coming?"
"Not yet. Several great monks, including Supreme Master Kongwu, Master Wu Qi of the Shaoyang Sect, etc., rushed over quickly. The big claw was seriously injured, and two fingers were cut off, and it was never stretched out again."
Liu Qinghuan shuddered when he thought about that scene. Fortunately, they were prepared. If the space crack was torn open enough on the spot, someone from another world might have broken through!
Although their voices were low, they did not set up a soundproof enclosure, so many people around them heard their conversation. As a result, people who were not aware of the situation were in an uproar, and various discussions started.
A late-stage Jindan cultivator from Moxie Peak cupped his hand and said, "Junior Brother Xuan, do you know what kind of monster's claw it is?"
Xuanbo shook his head: "I don't know yet. But with those two claws, I should be able to know in the future. These things happened so fast, the sealing war is probably imminent!"
At this time, a female nun who was standing next to them and listening silently said: "Didn't you say there are still more than a hundred years? Even if it is not a hundred years, there should be several decades."
There was deep worry hidden in her voice, and she asked everyone in the room the same question. But no one could answer this question, because the whole thing was only calculated through great supernatural powers.
Destiny is unpredictable, and what can be measured may not be accurate.
An old voice said: "Decades are just a fleeting moment. It doesn't matter whether we have more or less time. We have been preparing for long enough. Now we just accept it calmly."
Liu Qinghuan turned around and saw that it was the old man guarding the Chuan Gong Building. What surprised him was that he couldn't see the old man's cultivation back then, but now he still can't see it after he advanced to the Golden Pill level.
"Old Huang!"
"Uncle Huang."
A crowd of people bowed their hands and saluted him.
The old man was short in stature and walked through the crowd with a hunched back. He smiled and greeted the people around him.
Most of the people in this hall are similar to Liu Qinghuan. Ever since he entered the sect, it has been this old man guarding the Chuan Gong Tower, and he has been watched since childhood.
"Old Man Huang, you're here." Another old man among the Nascent Soul monks sitting on the left scolded: "You live downstairs, and you're even slower than me!"
Mr. Huang was still smiling: "You stinky old man, you won't get much better if you live upstairs."
Liu Qinghuan took a look and saw that this old man was the old man who guarded the Liangyi Palace. He had received the reward when he led the foundation construction.
These old guys from the Wenshi Sect have been huddled in a corner all year round, and now they are all gathered together.
But at this moment, the long bells that rang for many times finally stopped after eighty-one tones, and suddenly there was silence over the entire Taiyi Hall.
Everyone in the side hall walked out and stood on both sides of Li Yaoqing one by one, looking at all the disciples of the Wenshi sect gathered under the steps.
Liu Qinghuan stood next to Xuanbo, and the scene was so solemn that you could hear a pin drop.