Yang Xiangtian agreed. Xin Tingxue had just spoken. She obviously didn't care about the authority of the sect leader. Needless to say, Yuan Songqiao was definitely on Ling Bufei's side, as well as Hua Wusheng and Kumu Venerable who arrived later. They made it clear just now.
The tragic wind also chose silence at this time.
This is the power of Old Sect Master Jiang. Even if he is no longer here, everyone will be polite when hearing his name.
Ling Yungao knew that he had no room to refuse.
He met Ling Bufei's eyes and saw a sneer on his lips. The truth was like a revelation, and he suddenly understood.
——Ling Bufei was gambling. He believed that the demonic barrier was set up by himself, so there must be demonic energy reacting on his body. The aura of the demonic sword was all fake. He had been fooling around in the sect these days just for today. He was fair and aboveboard.
Come to Taiyi Hall, pass the news to Zixiao Hall, ask yourself to come over, and then frame it.
If there is no demonic reaction in his body, the worst he can do is say that he made a mistake. The young sect leader has always been fooling around, so it doesn't matter if he makes a mistake, but if he does, he will make a lot of money.
This kid, although he looks like a random man, actually does things very well. Look at the people around him, including Ying Shaoguang and Ji Xingge, who is not the best among the new generation? Even Lin Baiyu has recently turned to him. If you really want to
How can it be possible to recruit so many talents if the situation is not good enough?
My feeling is correct, this kid has become a serious problem.
"Sect Master?" Yang Xiangtian spoke again, his eyes already filled with suspicion, "Is there something inconvenient for you?"
Ling Yungao took a deep breath and said calmly: "Okay!"
Hearing his promise, several elders who had become suspicious breathed a sigh of relief. The sect leader agreed, so it should be fine. If something really happened to the sect leader, it would be a big trouble.
Yang Xiangtian thought so too, and stretched out his hand towards the side hall: "Then please! Uncle Xin, Uncle Hua, look..."
Xin Tingxue waved her hand: "You guys check it out!"
Hua Wusheng and Lord Ku Mu also nodded, indicating that they were casual.
So, everyone entered the side hall, and after some discussion, Yang Xiangtian, Beifeng, and Yuan Songqiao joined forces to search.
The three of them are highly cultivated and have their own factions. They can both control the situation and form a restraint.
Ling Bufei and his party slowly followed the elders and found a corner to stand.
Ying Shaoguang looked at the development of the situation and felt a little uneasy. He winked at Ling Bufei, meaning, is this possible?
Ling Bufei raised his eyebrows at him: No, there's no loss, just watch!
Ying Shaoguang thought about the fact that the young sect leader's past reputation was indeed not worth much, so he relaxed.
"Sect Master, let's begin."
The three people surrounded Ling Yungao in the middle and said.
When Ling Yungao nodded, the three of them took action at the same time, and their spiritual power merged into one force and was injected into Ling Yungao's body.
The combined spiritual power slowly moved forward along Ling Yungao's meridians, searching bit by bit.
The meridians are clean and there is nothing.
Beifeng muttered in his heart, it was really the young sect master who was talking nonsense, right? When Song Zhi had an accident, he was the only one, who knows what happened? When the sect master was there, there were two elders Zuo and Niu watching.
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At this time, the three combined spiritual powers touch the Dantian.
The Dantian suddenly shrank, and the spiritual energy inside boiled, like a pot of magma about to explode.
The already unstable spiritual energy reacted violently when it was swept by their tyrannical spiritual power!
"No!" Bei Feng blurted out, "Stop now!"
But it was too late, Ling Yungao's expression changed, he held his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was an uproar in the side hall.
"What's wrong?"
"metropolitan!"
"what happened?"
Lingyun's face was as high as gold paper, and his energy was like a gossamer. When he fell, he was supported by the sad wind in time.
Ling Bufei, Baili Xu and the others were confused.
Even if there was demonic energy left in Ling Yungao's body, he shouldn't have reacted like this!
Xin Tingxue stepped forward, grabbed Ling Yungao's wrist and took his pulse for a while, frowning more and more tightly.
"Uncle Xin, how was it?" everyone asked after she finished.
Xin Tingxue hesitated to speak, thought about the words, and then asked: "Sect Master, when did you suffer such a serious injury?"
"Injured? The sect master is injured?"
"What's going on? It seems like you haven't done anything recently, right?"
Ling Bufei suddenly realized something and looked up suddenly.
Ling Yungao happened to make eye contact with him, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he withdrew it and said to the elders: "It was the time when Junior Brother Song was bewitched by the Demon Sword. In fact, when he suppressed me and returned, I had already been bewitched by the Demon Sword."
Hurt..."
The elders were stunned.
Beifeng looked distressed and said: "Why didn't you say it? The magic sword is so powerful, no wonder your Dantian is broken like that, and the reaction of the magic energy is presumably left in this way. Alas, I suffered for nothing today!"
Ling Yungao replied: "It's not a good thing that the sect leader was injured, so I didn't say much at the time. As of today, I have made people suspicious, and everything I say is just an excuse. It's better to verify it clearly so that everyone will not worry.
"
He didn't mention Ling Bufei at all, but it reminded people of Ling Bufei. Several elders couldn't help but glare at Ling Bufei.
No wonder they were weak-minded and believed in the young sect leader.
"Okay, everyone has no doubts now, right?" Beifeng said, "The reaction of the demonic energy on the sect leader's body is due to being injured by the demonic sword, not a curse."
Yuan Songqiao glanced at him, then at Ling Yungao, and took over the conversation: "As long as we find out, we must take this matter seriously. Who knows whether the injury from the magic sword will worsen? What if there are sequelae?
For example, affecting one's sanity is no small matter."
"Yes!" Wen Rujin agreed, "Fortunately, the young sect leader noticed it in time and let us know. The power of the magic sword cannot be underestimated. It is better for the sect leader to rest in peace and recuperate these days. By the way, master, the nine-turn sword you have refined recently
Resurrection Pill..."
Xin Tingxue nodded: "I'll ask someone to send a few bottles to Zixiao Palace. Demonic energy hurts the soul the most, so the sect leader must take good care of it."
After you said something to me, the elders' expressions softened.
Thinking about it carefully, the young sect master was right. The sect master did have a reaction of demonic energy. He didn't lie, right? Furthermore, he was also afraid that the sect master would be cursed and the uncle and nephew would fight over each other, so at least he didn't use any shameful means.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sect Master. Please take good care of yourself these days!"
"Yeah, don't work too hard. If you have anything to do, ask the people below to take care of it."
"Thanks to the sect master last time, otherwise Junior Brother Song would have been bewitched by the magic sword and something big would have happened."
"Yes……"
Amid the gentle words of comfort from the elders, Ling Yungao raised his head and made eye contact with Ling Bufei.
It seems to be saying, boy, you are too young to fight with me!
Ling Bufei also smiled and raised his eyebrows at him.
Uncle, although I didn’t trick you, haven’t you realized that you need to “recuperate”?