"Crack!"

Jiuhua Mountain, Lingyu Temple.

The little disciple who guarded the Spiritual Hall rubbed his eyes and walked in from the outside, grabbed the broom at the corner, and swept away the dust that did not exist on the ground.

After meticulously sweeping all the halls, put the broom away, took the rag next to it, wiped the offering table in the hall one by one, and replaced the offerings on the offering table before looking up at the densely packed spiritual tablets.

The little disciple counted the number of spirit cards carefully, starting from the dazzling spirit card at the top, which was as dazzling as the sun, until it reached the second-to-last row, the sixty-fifth, and the little disciple's eyes suddenly froze.

The sixty-fifth has turned gray, and the several spirit cards next to it are still shining, but the one has a slight crack on it, and there is no luster at all.

"This, this is..."

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

He suddenly ran out in a panic, "It's not good, it's not good, Brother Yuyin's spiritual 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 reclining chair. Hearing his cry, he opened his eyes impatiently and cursed viciously: "It didn't last long. Skinny little monkey, what's the name of the ghost?"

The little disciple threw a thud, and Dad grabbed her robe tightly in front of him, and shouted hoarsely, "Master, Senior Brother Yuyin's spiritual card is broken."

"What's broken? If it's broken, replace it with another one." Master was terribly sleepy, and he pushed and shoved one of them back, and the time froze for a second, and he jumped up from the chair suddenly, "You said What's broken?"

The master ran into the Lingyu Hall in panic, staring straight at the 65th spiritual card 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 shattered in half and fell on the table with a click, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

He jumped up directly and grabbed the spiritual card. At this time, his heartbeat was like thunder, and his panic was like a tidal wave, which generally rushed up to drown him in waves, but he couldn't care about other things at this time, and stumbled and ran out. Holding the stone hammer tightly, with a "dang" sound, the ancient bell outside the Lingyu Hall was roused.

The bell rang far, and the disciples of Jiuhua Mountain rushed out of the temple, looking at the direction of Lingyu Temple in surprise.

Qingchang Mountain.

Nan Linfeng frowned wearily. Now he has sent everyone out, but the depletion of Fuxi Mountain's spiritual energy has not eased.

"Everyone, you have all seen the husband and wife, and even the situation is getting worse now. If you don't stop it, I am afraid that this area of ​​five hundred miles will not be spared."

The current situation of Fuxi Mountain is out of control. If it is not enough to rely on Tianqing Sect alone, he hopes that other sects can join it as soon as possible, but thinking of Lu Feng's troubles several times, he feels resentment in his heart.

Lu Feng lowered his eyebrows and pretended not to hear.

"Master Lu, Fuxi Mountain is only a hundred miles away from Bianjing," Nanlin Fengqi's heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney were aching. Seeing Lu Feng's unshakable appearance, he could only grit his teeth and endure, "If it continues to deteriorate, Bianjing will also suffer. Can't be spared, as far as I know, the emperor is in Bianjing at this time, does Jiuhuashan really need to do something?"

"Sect Master Nan has always been well informed. Didn't he get the news? The emperor has already left for the capital."

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

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

"Sect Master Nan has the world in his heart, and I will admire it, but there are not many people around me now. I don't know what Sect Master Nan wants us to do." Lu Feng did not move like a mountain.

"Master Lu has a high level of cultivation. I am ashamed. If you are willing to take action in person, the current predicament of Fuxi Mountain can naturally be solved." Nan Linfeng is no longer going around with him, and dozens of people here are the heads of the major immortal sects. Elder, each cultivation base is not low, if they are willing to do it themselves, how can the situation be as bad as it is now.

But these people just took their identities into consideration, and just stood by and watched indifferently, watching indifferently the death of the creatures within a hundred miles, but they were indifferent.

Nan Linfeng held a sigh of relief, and it was already burning hot. At this time, he couldn't hold back any more. In the past few days, he had to deal with these people. It was really unbearable. Knowing that the way of heaven is human, do you really want to watch the living beings go to waste?"

"Sect Master Nan, what you said is bad," Lu Feng said calmly, "Although we are seeking to prove the Great Way, the world is not benevolent, and all things are regarded as dogs. All beings in this world are equal. Since there is such a catastrophe, It is their end, if we interfere rashly, it will interfere with the Dao, and if the Dao Heart is destroyed, are you willing to take this responsibility?"

"What nonsense!"

Nan Linfeng got up in anger. Lu Feng just didn't want to pay the spirit stones. Fuxi Mountain's spirit power was exhausted.

Jiuhua Mountain is one of the three major immortal sects. Although it is ranked last, its strength is much stronger than other sects. It is only a matter of hand to take out hundreds of spirit stones at one time.

However, Lu Feng shied away in every possible way. He clearly just didn't want to take out the spirit stone. Other sects would naturally follow him when they saw his attitude.

Nan Linfeng was trembling with anger, but he also knew that this matter could not be forced. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. He was about to continue to persuade him, but he did not expect Lu Feng to stand up and leave without looking back.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other, surprised.

Lu Feng calmly returned to the Jiuhuashan station, his hands clasped together, his fingers quickly formed a seal, and a spiritual barrier quickly enveloped the station.

He returned to the room, flicked his fingers slightly, and the spiritual light rippled in the air, gradually revealing an image.

"Senior brother, I 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 a little blurry, he can vaguely see three-dimensional features and square eyebrows.

"How could this be? Didn't you already send someone to **** them back to Beijing?"

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

"They died too?"

"pretty close."