Mo Jinyan immediately took out a Spirit-Suppressing Talisman and reinforced the barrier again. Dou Dou's eyes were full of anxiety: "Ruo Ruo, how is it?"
"Much better... There's still a faint smell and sound, but it's not as noticeable." Ruoruo's complexion gradually improved: "You really didn't smell anything? Could you hear the sound?"
“I didn’t smell or hear anything,” Mo Jinyan said. “The whole courtyard is still so quiet, which means that no one else heard or smelled anything either.”
"What exactly is it..." Ruoruo's mind was in a daze. "It wasn't here yesterday."
Mo Jinyan suddenly remembered something: "Do you remember, Yun Fei told us not to go out at night? I didn't sleep last night, but I didn't hear any noise."
It seems my intuition wasn't sharp enough, which is why I couldn't hear or smell these things.
Ruoruo hesitated for a moment, then slowly tightened her sleeves and whispered, "I want to go out and see. I feel a little uncomfortable and uneasy. Kunlun is also a bit restless. Those sounds seem to be crying for help..."
"It's too dangerous." Mo Jinyan was reluctant for Ruoruo to take the risk. "We have no idea what the situation is ahead."
Ruoruo bit her lower lip, looking anxiously out the window: "But if it really is a cry for help, and I'm the only one who heard it, then I'm their only hope."
Little Chubby could tell at a glance that his soft-hearted little sister had softened her heart again.
“Since Yun Fei has instructed us on these matters, it means this situation is definitely not something that will happen overnight, so there’s no need for us to rush. We should take advantage of these few days of preaching to find out the situation and news, and see if there’s anything unusual. It would be better to get some information before taking any action,” Mo Jinyan advised.
Ruoruo nodded obediently: "Okay."
She has her brother and Yuebai with her, she absolutely cannot take them on this adventure.
The next morning, Ruoruo put the evening's events behind her and excitedly got ready to go to the Dao Discussion Hall to preach to her lovely junior disciples.
Over the course of two days, Ruoruo's reputation and deeds spread far and wide. Everyone knew that this young senior's alchemy cultivation was excellent, and she could even guide the senior brothers and elders. Now that she was holding a forum to discuss the Dao, all the disciples flocked to her.
So when Ruoruo entered the hall of discussion, she was stunned by the huge crowd of people inside.
She was young and short; all you could see at a glance were legs.
The swaying made her dizzy.
Ruoruo never expected that she wouldn't even be able to get onto the Dao Discussion Platform.
She turned around and looked at Yuebai with pleading eyes: "We can't get through."
Before Yuebai could react, the Soul-Destroying Spear unleashed its full ferocity and killing intent without any attempt to conceal it.
The once bustling and lively discussion hall instantly fell silent.
The disciples closest to them scrambled to their feet, their eyes filled with terror, clearing a space for them.
Ruoruo noticed with her sharp eyes that they had all stepped on the shoes of the disciples behind them in line.
The disciples behind them turned red in the face from being trampled, and dared not utter a word.
So people squeezed and trampled each other, forcibly creating a path for her.
With her eyes crinkling with laughter, Ruoruo is right, the Soul-Destroying Spear is still the best!
She strutted confidently past the crowd with her short legs, looking at her tall and strong disciples with a loving smile: "Greetings, disciples. I am about to begin my sermon. Please keep quiet."
The disciples glanced in horror at the black-robed man guarding her, and nodded vigorously.
With such a powerful figure backing them up, how could they dare to offend them?
Ruoruo sat cross-legged on the futon, first demonstrating the eighty-one alchemy techniques to her disciples one by one, and then carefully breaking down the hand gestures of each alchemy technique, combining these alchemy techniques into new hand gestures.
The Dao she spoke of was completely different from the way her disciples usually rested. The disciples were greatly shocked and captivated, and none of them noticed that the round, chubby little bird in Ruoruo's hood was gone.
Mo Jinyan, with the access token Yun Fei had prepared for Ruoruo in his mouth, ran out to inquire about news.
If Ruoruo's alchemical cultivation is present here, then his discussion of the Dao will definitely not be a basic introductory discussion; it must have a certain depth.
In addition, the space in the Dao Discussion Hall is limited, and it is impossible for all disciples to squeeze in to listen to the Dao. Therefore, many disciples are outside for daily cultivation and patrol.
Mo Jinyan's investigation began with them.
Ruoruo kept talking until noon, and only stopped when her stomach started rumbling.
She stood up and said, "That concludes our discussion this morning. Everyone, please go and have lunch. This afternoon, I will demonstrate my alchemy skills."
The disciple, who was listening with great interest, looked bewildered: "Young Elder, you are so capable, why do you still need to eat? You should be fasting or taking fasting pills."
Ruoruo looked at the disciple who spoke with a shocked expression: "The food in your alliance is so delicious, why waste it? You can eat the Bigu Pill when you are in seclusion, but you should be comfortable and carefree in your daily life."
Food is the greatest pleasure in the world; how can we give up happiness for the sake of spiritual practice?
Ruoruo's words were clearly different from the ascetic education they had received, leaving everyone somewhat bewildered.
"Perhaps it's precisely because of this kind of mindset that the young senior was able to develop new alchemy techniques," a few disciples muttered. "Anyway, I have nothing to do at noon, so I might as well go and grab some food."
“This junior brother is right, the food in the alliance’s canteen is indeed quite good.”
So when Ruoruo went to the cafeteria, a large group of disciples followed behind her.
The head chef, Elder Xiu, was startled: "What's going on? Why are there so many people today? Weren't these kids fasting? Why are they here to eat?"
Ruoruo pressed her hands against the counter and braced herself, barely managing to half-lie on it, peeking out her little head: "Because Elder, your food is so delicious, I brought them here to taste it."
The elder happily slammed the cleaver he was holding onto the cutting board: "Alright, today I'm going to show off my skills and make these brats fast every day until they've almost lost all their human relationships."
During lunch, Mo Jinyan, who had been out gathering information all morning, secretly slipped back and whispered to Ruoruo, "This Qing Alliance is indeed problematic. The wailing you heard last night must have been from vengeful spirits."
Ruoruo's heart skipped a beat, and she gripped the chopsticks in her hand tightly.
If someone dies unjustly, their resentment will fill the sky, and they can give birth to a vengeful spirit.
When she saw Yun Fei carrying a plate over, she immediately picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Mo Jinyan's mouth: "Third Brother, eat first, we'll talk when we get back tonight."
At the same time, Yun Fei sat down next to Ruoruo: "Young senior, did you feel unwell during today's discussion of the Dao?"
Seeing that there were outsiders present, Mo Jinyan swallowed all his words.
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