Chapter 1919 Wu Yanqing of Wuyun Sect
"Ah? I'm sorry, sorry!" Jiang Luokui's voice was a bit panicked and apologetic. She hurriedly stopped the rapid and panicked shaking of her wrist, as if she was holding a hot potato in her hand. As her movements stopped, the ringing sound that was originally clear and sweet but had a strange rhythm quickly disappeared into the air like clouds blown away by the wind, leaving only a brief silence.
In just such a short moment, the surrounding scene has undergone earth-shaking changes. Most of the people, whether they were powerful elders or young disciples who were just starting out, seemed to have been hit by an invisible force. They lost their balance and fell to the ground helplessly. Their faces showed either fear or pain. Obviously, the sound of the bell had a great impact on them.
Even several students in the same room were not spared. They curled up and covered their ears with their hands, their faces full of pain and helplessness, as if they were experiencing an unspeakable nightmare.
"This isn't your first time using this magical weapon, is it?" Liu Jun's mouth couldn't help but twitch, with a bit of surprise and helplessness in his eyes. He looked at the guilty and helpless Jiang Luokui in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a trace of sympathy and deep speechlessness in his heart.
Jiang Luokui's cheeks instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. She lowered her head, not daring to meet Liu Jun's eyes. She just nodded gently with her voice as thin as a gnat.
This bell was personally given to her by the respected Patriarch of Wu Rendi in Danzong for self-defense. The ancestor only told her that when she encounters danger, she only needs to shake the bell to resolve the crisis. However, the ancestor did not tell her that the bell was actually such a powerful group attack weapon. It did not distinguish between friend and foe. As long as the bell touched, no matter who it was, everyone would be affected by the strange rhythm.
At this moment, looking at the messy scene around him, Jiang Luokui's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame.
"Fortunately, we didn't suffer too many casualties among ourselves," Liu Jun said with a sigh as he looked at the several students who had fallen to the ground in the room. They all stood up staggeringly.
"Stop, everyone, stop!" An urgent and majestic voice suddenly sounded, penetrating through the noise. Although the person who made the voice had not yet appeared, the voice was as clear as thunder, shaking the eardrums of everyone present. .
Immediately afterwards, a burst of rapid and heavy footsteps accompanied by chaotic breathing came from far away, and a large group of people wearing uniforms rushed into this already tense confrontation. They were dressed in the Wuyun Sect's unique dark blue attire, embroidered with complex cloud patterns, highlighting their identity and belonging. The elders looked solemn, while the disciples looked wary. It was obvious that they had received some kind of urgent summons and came in a hurry.
The leading middle-aged man was slightly stout, with a hint of anxiety and helplessness on his round face. The sparse hair on his head was swaying gently in the breeze, adding to his embarrassment. He is Wu Yanqing, the leader of Wuyun Sect, a leader who is usually highly respected within the sect, but at this moment he seems a little at a loss.
As for Jiang Luokui and the others, when they saw the Wuyun Sect's men and horses swarming in again, alarm bells rang in their hearts. They quickly adjusted their postures, holding weapons tightly with both hands, and their eyes flashed with vigilance and hostility, as if they were ready for a new round of battle at any time.
After all, the people from Wuyun City had just fought hard against them, and now the Wuyun Sect is their enemy.
"No, no, no, no, misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!" Seeing this, Wu Yanqing quickly waved his hand to stop the elders and disciples behind him who were about to move. At the same time, he walked forward quickly, trying to close the distance with Jiang Luokui and others to eliminate each other. "Niece Jiang, it's me, Wu Yanqing, the leader of the Wuyun Sect! Our trip is not to fight, but there is a misunderstanding, and I am here to clear up the misunderstanding"
There was some sincerity and urgency in Wu Yanqing's words. He knew that the situation at this moment was on the verge of breaking out. Only through communication could this unnecessary conflict be resolved. The key was that he really did not want to offend Dan Zong.
Others don't know it, but Wu Yanqing's heart is like a mirror, knowing that the fate of Wuyun Sect is hanging on Dan Sect's thoughts at this moment. If Dan Zong does not pursue this matter, Wuyun Sect can continue to survive on this land; but once Danzong really becomes enemies with them, it only takes a few words to announce the severance of diplomatic relations with Wuyun Sect, then countless forces that covet Wuyun Sect's territory will They will swarm in like wolves and tigers, completely devouring Wuyun Sect, and their territory will also become the possession of others.
"Misunderstanding? Wu Yanqing, do you still have the nerve to call me your niece?" Jiang Luokui's voice was undeniably cold and angry, "If I hadn't been so alert, I would have almost died at the hands of those of you in Wuyun City just now. Under the knife!”
When Wu Yanqing heard this, he frowned and scanned the surroundings with burning eyes. Cheng Han, the leader of Wuyun City, who was lying on the ground, looked confused and shocked at this moment. He muttered to himself: Why did this little girl talk like this and almost get killed? This was said lightly, it was clear that the people from Wuyun City were almost wiped out by the people from Dan Sect!
"Zhang Chenghan!" Wu Yanqing roared angrily and pulled Zhang Chenghan up from the ground, with blazing anger in his eyes, "Are you blinded by lard and dare to take action against the people of Danzong? Do you know? , your move will push our entire Wuyun Sect into the abyss of eternal destruction! You and your family will also die without any body parts!"
Zhang Chenghan's face turned pale for a moment, either from pain or from thinking about the consequences of this incident. He trembled his lips, trying to explain something, but in the end he couldn't utter a single word. He knew very well that his offense against the people of Dan Sect was undoubtedly a betrayal of Wu Yanqing's trust, and it was also irresponsible for the future of Wuyun Sect. Wu Yanqing had mixed feelings in her heart. Zhang Chenghan once saved his life. Because of this, he regarded Zhang Chenghan as a confidant and arranged for him to serve as the city leader in Wuyun City. However, the current situation made him feel extremely sad and disappointed.
"You...why on earth did you do this?" Wu Yanqing's voice was trembling. He really couldn't understand why Zhang Chenghan would do such a confused thing.
Zhang Chenghan lowered his head, was silent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Sect Master, I...I was also confused for a moment. I thought...I thought they were disciples of other forces and didn't know their identities. I...I just wanted to return the favor. Bing Gong was a favor, but he didn’t expect... but he didn’t expect that it would cause such a big trouble.”
When Wu Yanqing heard this, he sighed deeply and frowned, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. Those eyes that had experienced countless hardships were filled with endless helplessness and worry. He knew that the matter had reached this point, and any further investigation of responsibility would only add to the troubles and would not help. Right now, what lies before them is a difficult road full of thorns - how to calm down the anger of Dan Sect, preserve the foundation of Wuyun Sect, and prevent the hundreds of years of sect inheritance from being destroyed in one fell swoop.
He turned around slowly and his eyes fell on Jiang Luokui beside him. This niece, who he had met several times before, has now become his biggest problem. There was a hint of imperceptible pleading and deep apology in Wu Yanqing's tone: "Niece, our Wuyun Sect did something wrong in this matter. I apologize to you on behalf of Zhang Chenghan and am willing to bear all the consequences. I only hope that you For the sake of our past friendship, we can be generous and give Wuyun Sect a chance to reform. ”
However, Jiang Luokui's face was as cold as frost, without any emotion. She stared at Wu Yanqing coldly, with unconcealable anger and disappointment in her voice: "I don't dare to take it seriously. Since your Wuyun Sect is so close to Bing Gong and is willing to help Bing Gong to surround and kill our Dan Sect, there is no need to talk about anything. No more apologies, we don’t need them!”
When Wu Yanqing heard this, his expression changed slightly. He knew that Jiang Luokui was no longer the innocent and kind-hearted little girl at this moment, but an important figure in Danzong, and her decision was related to the stance and attitude of the entire Danzong. He sighed helplessly, knowing that it would be useless to argue any further.
"Come here, capture the people from the Ice Palace!" Wu Yanqing immediately turned around and ordered loudly. There was unquestionable determination in his voice, as if he wanted to pour all his anger and helplessness into this moment.
He has no other choice now. Only by taking down the people from the Ice Palace and proving that the Wuyun Sect really has nothing to do with the Ice Palace and that this matter is just a misunderstanding can he have a chance of survival.
Following Wu Yanqing's order, hundreds of Wuyun Sect's elite disciples immediately took action. Like a black torrent, they quickly surrounded Muchuan and other people from the Ice Palace. Those elite disciples all had solemn expressions and held weapons in their hands, as if they were ready to capture them alive.
The scene instantly became tense and depressing, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Wu Yanqing stood aside, watching all this with burning eyes. He knew that this battle was related to the life and death of Wuyun Sect, and he had to make the wisest choice.
However, just when the two sides were at war with each other, a sudden voice broke the dull atmosphere: "Wait a minute!" An old man in a green shirt slowly walked out of the crowd, with a touch of indifference on his face. Smile as if you have everything under control.
Next to the old man in green clothes, there was an old man wearing a flawless white robe. His steps were steady and he exuded a light but profound aura.
"Elder Bi!" When the people in the Ice Palace saw him, they immediately saluted in unison, their eyes full of awe and respect.
"Elder Chen!" On the other side, the people from Danzong also bowed and saluted. Their movements were uniform, with the exception of Liu Jun. He was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on the old man in white robes, his face full of surprise.
"Huh? Elder Chen, why are you here too?" Liu Jun couldn't help but ask, with a bit of confusion and curiosity in his tone.
This old man in white robe is none other than Chen Shanhe, the famous alchemy master in the entire God Realm.