Immortals, don't watch dramas

Chapter 2406 Follow-up

And Jin Lin and others knew it was because they were directly or indirectly related to this matter and learned from their elders.It's just that the hasty summary is still limited, and naturally it is not as clear as Ningxia's thorough knowledge.

However, the latter only wanted to visit Ningxia, not specifically to hear the news.Just talking about it, Ningxia found that the sect leader did a good job of sealing up. Except for some related contacts who inevitably knew, there was not much information about so many disciples in the sect.

Even if there is, most of them are information that they don't know where to go, or that they have been filtered by people with a heart.Therefore, there are still many people in the sect and still don't know what happened.

For Jin Lin and others, they know more than ordinary disciples, but there are still some things that are not clear, such as why this meeting in the main hall continued for so long.

In addition to the nearly two days that Ningxia began to demonstrate, the main hall was brightly lit for four days and nights, and everyone was released this morning.It is said that some disciples went to pick them up and found that each of these elders looked grim, and even many of them looked haggard.But none of them could ask why, so the sect was even more curious about this matter, and all the disciples in the sect ran around to spread all kinds of gossip.

Jin Lin and the others were a little curious, but Ningxia didn't pursue it without saying anything.

In fact, Ningxia knew it, more clearly than they thought.Because she didn't say anything later, let Daojun Yuanheng explain the demons and demons for the time being.

Ningxia guessed that there would be action soon in the sect, maybe because he was afraid that it would be leaked.

Because the Demon Seed was not clearly explained, the Demon Man was also hidden.

But there is one thing about the latter... In fact, she stayed in the main hall for a while that day, and then asked Yuanheng Daojun to send it back.

After the Great Venerable arrives, they don't need to worry about the risks that the stump of the devil may bring.The great man waved his long sleeves, indicating that Daojun Yuanheng could show it directly.

Naturally, Lan Lan had no doubts about this man's ability, and directly summoned the dark and deep spirit urn from the cuff, and removed the banning formation in front of everyone.

In an instant, everyone in the hall seemed to hear some kind of sharp scream.I saw that the originally bright hall seemed to be covered by some kind of aura in an instant, and the whole was darkened.

A gloomy wind burst out from the center of a certain point and spread out in all directions.

Ning Xia's chest felt tight, and she subconsciously wanted to use her spiritual power to relieve herself. The next moment, the familiar sound of sword cries reconciled. As before, she stood up and lowered herself with a pestle in front of her to resist the damage, but something stood in front of her first for her. Isolated from external damage.

Daojun Yuanheng stood and shook his wide sleeves, and a cool spiritual force enveloped Ningxia behind him. He glanced at the girl distractedly, then quickly retracted it and looked at the urn in the center.

Being blocked by Daojun Yuanheng, Ningxia couldn't see what was happening in front of him for a while. He could only see some fluttering black fluff along the gap between the other party's sleeves, and the surrounding low shouts and curses.

However, the unpleasant aura quickly disappeared without a trace, and it seemed that a very strong barrier had been built around them in an instant, blocking the mixed magnetic field of power.Ningxia also felt that the pressure on her body was suddenly reduced to be negligible.

With the continuous discussion, then Daojun Yuanheng put down his sleeves at the right time, and Ningxia finally saw the scene clearly.

I saw a thin layer of spiritual power shrouded in the bottom of the main hall steps. This kind of spiritual power seemed to have no similarities with every kind of spiritual power that Ningxia had seen in the past.

It is not as fiery as flames, nor as soft as water. It gives people the feeling of a kind of metal-specific sharpness but lacks the metal-specific static state, and the whole face has a sparkling dynamic luster.The air is also filled with a numbing magnetic field of force, which surrounds them invisibly, and even though it is not aimed at them, people can't help but tense their nerves.

... the spiritual power of the thunder system?That cultivator turned out to be Lei Linggen.Ningxia flashed such a thought, and the next moment was distracted by another incident.

"This is..." Someone in the crowd called out first.

"Pingyang?!" True Monarch Xuanling, who was following behind Fenghua Daojun, who originally intended to watch the play, shouted out of his mind, unprepared for an unprecedented gaffe.

It was a cry that didn't fit Xuanling's temperament, and he rarely lost control during the long time when Xuanling stepped into practice.Even if he has become a rogue in the eyes of some of his fellow students, he still refuses to admit defeat and stir up the storm in the sect, even if he loses.

Having said that, he is the kind of very old-fashioned die-hard, who is full of air at all times, and cares about style and face.Especially for the next generation, such as the juniors, and the juniors who are not as qualified as him, he would never bend his noble head even a little bit, for fear of losing his face and prestige.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it means dying to face the crime.In Zhenjun Xuanyang's impression, when his senior brother almost never lost his way, it seemed that he didn't show an unsightly demeanor even when he failed to be promoted to the head, and he still insisted on his demeanor.

It was hard for Xuan Yang to imagine that the other party would one day abandon the principles that he had adhered to over the years for something or someone.I never thought that I met today, but Xuan Yang did not feel any pleasure after being disturbed by the other party for many years, but instead felt a bit of astringency.

No matter what the reason is, the pain of "white-haired people sending black-haired people" can be said to be all he has experienced today.Even him, if it weren't for the good luck of Qinghui's child, wouldn't he almost have to taste the pain in this world?
They are in pain.But who should they ask for this hatred?
"Isn't that the real person of Pingyang?"

"Looking at this guy's reaction, you should be right. Alas, this is nothing. I came here today because I couldn't find it quickly. I would have known it earlier..." Alas, I didn't know it earlier.

"This spirit urn is holding him? It's not that..."

"Shh, didn't you see the lower half of it? It's not right at first sight, so don't talk about it, what kind of self-esteem is waiting to make a decision."

Xuanling was out of control, and everyone couldn't calm down. Looking at the "corpse" that was screened in the center circle and surrounded by layers of demonic energy, it might be called a human corpse, and there was a lot of discussion.

Ningxia, who was also watching from the crowd, recognized at a glance the pale face that seemed to be rigidly welded to the head. Wasn't that the real Pingyang who had a relationship with her a few times?
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