Dang, dang, dang…
The sound of the bell rang throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain peak. It was enough to ensure that every disciple of Quan Zhen Sect could hear it.
This caused a commotion in the originally peaceful Quan Zhen Sect.
In the main hall.
The Seven Sons of Quan Zhen Sect were gathered once again.
"What happened?"
"Eldest Senior Brother, why did the bell ring seven times?”
Qiu Chuji's voice was loud, and he had already remembered when he stepped in.
At this moment, he was not the only one. The other members of the Quan Zhen Sect had grave expressions on their faces.
According to the rules of Taoism, the bell would only ring three times under normal circumstances. Only when there was a major event would there be more.
The seven chimes meant that something big had happened.
This made them nervous.
"That's right, Eldest Senior Brother. Logically speaking, nothing should have happened.”
"Senior Brother, could it be that the Jin Kingdom has sent another army over?”
" Impossible. The Jin Kingdom is too busy to take care of themselves. They don't have the time or energy. I received news that Mongolia has risen in the north. The Jin Kingdom isn't at peace now, so most of their efforts are focused on the north.”
"Senior Brother!"
Qiu Chuji, Sun Bu 'er, Hao Datong, and the other Seven Sons of Quan Zhen all spoke up.
And in these words.
Ma Yu's expression was extremely solemn.
He waved his hand to signal his junior brothers to be quiet.
"Take a look!"
"This is from Ouyang Feng."
Ma Yu's expression turned ugly as he spoke in a low voice.
Hearing their senior brother's words, the expressions of the others could not help but change.
Ouyang Feng. Just this name alone was enough to make them solemn. This was because he was one of the Five Uniques in the world, just like their master.
He was the most powerful existence in the martial arts world.
Although he was at the top, he was also an existence that had reached the end of the road.
At this moment, not to mention that none of them had truly reached the decision, even if they had, they were unlikely to be Ouyang Feng's match.
Ouyang Feng's letter was probably not as simple as a letter.
In fact, that was indeed the case.
When they opened it.
The words printed on it made their pupils shrink.
"Brother Wang, I heard that you were seriously injured and I'm afraid you won't be able to enjoy the true scripture, so I'll take it on your behalf. I'll come back to collect it three days later at midnight.”
His words were very simple. He was a martial artist and a person from the Western Regions. Ouyang Feng directly explained his background and purpose.?
"Bastard!"
"Ouyang Feng, you're going too far!"
Looking at the words on it, the other members of the Quan Zhen Seven also had ugly expressions on their faces. Some of them even shouted.
However, Ma Yu shook his head and spoke in a deep voice.
"Junior brothers, your master seems to have entered the Living Dead Tomb and might have been seriously injured. There is no doubt about Ouyang Feng's strength.”
Ma Yu's voice rang out, and the few of them fell silent.
Even if he didn't want to admit it, it was the truth. Without Wang Chongyang, the Quanzhen Sect really had no ability to stop Ouyang Feng. Even though Qiu Chuji's strength had improved a lot in this era and was much stronger than in the original novel, there was still a huge gap between him and Ouyang Feng.
The so-called response was naturally impossible to talk about.
"Senior Brother!"
Qiu Chuji opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Ma Yu looked at his junior brothers and let out a long sigh. Then, he slowly said,
"I've already informed Martial Uncle. He should be able to return to Quanzhen Sect tomorrow. However, although Martial Uncle's martial arts has already been decided, he shouldn't be a match for Ouyang Feng. He might need our help next.”
As Ma Yu spoke, he couldn't help but think of that young man. His right hand subconsciously touched his bosom.
The little sword that Little Junior Brother left behind before he left was still there.
For some reason, Ma Yu had a feeling that this time, he would have to rely on this.
Even now, he still didn't know what use this small sword had.
However, this feeling came so urgently and suddenly that he had unconsciously brought this thing with him over the past few days.
"Yes, sir!"
"Senior Brother!"
"Understood!"
The rest of the Quan Zhen Seven quickly responded.
When they heard that Zhou Botong was about to return, most of them could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
After all, compared to them who were only at the first-class level, Zhou Botong was at the same level as Ouyang Feng. Even if there was a certain gap between them, the gap was not that big.
This time, history had finally changed.
Wang Chongyang, who should have died, did not die this time.
But in reality, it could be said that nothing had changed.
Because Wang Chongyang was seriously injured and could not leave the Tomb of the Living Dead, the meaning was similar.
Everything seemed to have returned to the beginning.
On Mount Zhongnan, Ouyang Feng went up.
In the main hall, Zhou Botong hurried back.
At this moment, Zhou Botong was no longer laughing. There was only a solemn expression on his face.
Zhou Botong's innocence had not changed, but he was not stupid.
He was very clear about the current situation of Quan Zhen Sect.
"Ma Yu, you guys form the Big Dipper Formation.”
"I'll block Ouyang Feng."
"Yes, it's Uncle-Master!"
As the few of them conversed, the atmosphere in the entire hall became heavy in the next moment. Waves of oppression assaulted their faces, and even Zhou Botong couldn't help but take a step back.
"Hahaha!"
A long howl that carried terrifying zhenqi instantly broke through the sound barrier and came from afar.
It even brought with it waves of wind pressure.
"Zhou Botong, you think you can stop me?”
"Add that kid!"
A wild laughter came from the mountain path as a figure slowly rushed over.
In a moment of carelessness, he had already reached the entrance of the hall.
He looked to be in his thirties and wore a long gray robe. He held a snake staff that was as tall as a person in his hand. The snake head was flat and its mouth was wide open. Its eyes were cold and made people feel inexplicably cold.
The moment he stepped in, his aura enveloped the entire surroundings.
"Ouyang Feng, my senior brother isn't dead yet. Do you want to die?”
Zhou Botong's voice rang out as he stepped forward to block the Quan Zhen Seven.
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