Xiang Sheng naturally didn't know Luo Qingyun's worries.
In the past two days, there has been an unusual atmosphere in the Wanjian Sect, as if a storm is about to come, so Luo Qingyun's awakening did not cause much trouble.
Xiang Sheng was reading and practicing as usual, looking oblivious to the world outside. But in reality, her mind was not on cultivation at all.
At this moment, in a corner of the bookshelf in the Sutra Library.
Xiang Sheng put down a book of treasure mirror notes and frowned as he stared at a dark blue stone in his palm that had a faint sense of distortion.
This thing was a piece of gravel that flew out from the strange vortex when she broke through it that day. It had a very extraordinary aura.
In order to find out the origin of this object, she has been looking through all the treasure books in Wanjianmen over the past two days, but there is nothing that matches the characteristics of the stone in her hand.
Xiang Sheng sighed in his heart, if Si Wu Li was here, he would definitely recognize her at a glance, so why would he have to search so hard?
She put away the stone and turned to look at the disciples flying back and forth on swords between the main peaks outside the window. With a quick glance, she could see that they were all in a hurry with serious expressions.
Of course she knew what state Wanjianmen was in now.
Xiang Sheng gently stroked his chest, his eyes indifferent.
The owner of the giant hand in the strange land was none other than the "Mo Zhu" encountered at the Ghost Stream Gate that year. He was an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years and had unfathomable cultivation.
Although the palm strike was weakened by the passage and the white mist, its power was only around the middle stage of the Jindan realm, but she was caught off guard and was hit hard, causing serious injuries.
Fortunately, after two days of treatment by Yuanquan, he has almost recovered and is no longer in a condition to fight.
However, even if he fully recovered, Xiang Sheng had no intention of coming forward.
She acted in a mysterious way for Luo Qingyun, and saving the people from Wanjianmen was just a coincidence.
The Wanjian Sect was not as cold-hearted as the Chiyan Sect. The sect life over the past year was indeed good, a rare peace and leisure, but it was not enough to shake her heart.
Since she traveled through time, she has been struggling to survive. The reason she has been able to survive until now, apart from a little bit of luck, is entirely due to her ruthlessness.
What Empress Shengji, the savior who sacrificed herself to condense the gate to the world... She did it on purpose just to hide the traces of her own reincarnation.
Xiang Sheng has always been very clear that he has never been a savior, nor is he a good man or a believer.
To this day, she was just an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator in the East Continent cultivation world, not even considered a powerful one. It would be unreasonable to let the fate of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect rest on her alone.
But now that she has attracted attention, giving up is not a good idea. If the Wanjian Sect is destroyed, she will have to find a new place to stay, and who knows how much time will be wasted.
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng felt a dull pain in his heart and couldn't help frowning.
If the spirit sword in her hand had not been unable to withstand her sword intent and suddenly shattered that day, her injuries would not have been so serious.
After the Wanjian Sect has overcome this crisis, it will be time to put the refining of flying swords on the agenda.
Dangdangdang——
The bell for closing the chamber rang again, and Xiang Sheng's thoughts suddenly came to a halt. He stood up and went downstairs with the rubbings.
The old man guarding the stove took the copy from Xiang Sheng's hand, flipped through it, and said in a deep voice: "Luo Sheng, although the Treasure Mirror Notes are interesting, remember not to indulge in them. You have read too much recently."
"Disciple will remember the elder's teachings." Xiang Sheng lowered his head and responded in a sweet voice.
The old man's expression softened slightly as he tossed the rubbing into the furnace. "The Sutra Library will be closed for repairs for a while. You don't need to come tomorrow. Just choose a spot on the peak to cultivate on your own."
Xiang Sheng responded respectfully, a glimmer flashing in his eyes.
Are they going to pull disciples to guard the sect's main formation, even ignoring the Sutra Library? It seems Ying Changfeng is really in trouble this time.
She turned and walked out of the Sutra Library. She glanced at the sky and saw that it was still early. She was about to go to the old place to find out some news. If nothing unexpected happened, Xiang Jianjue should be waiting there.
However, before she finished walking the path in front of the Sutra Library, she suddenly heard the sound of bells coming from the main peak in the distance.
The disciples walking behind her all changed color when they heard the sound. They walked in front of Xiang Sheng and stood at the edge of the cliff to watch.
"The bell has rung six times, it's the welcoming bell!"
"A distinguished guest has arrived. I wonder which of the five major sects has arrived?"
"It's only been two days, and I wonder if the sect leader and the elders have figured out a solution."
"I heard that the Sect Master's hair turned white because of this..."
Xiang Sheng listened to the worried speeches around him, and raised his eyebrows slightly. The one who could arrive so quickly was either Qianxing Palace or the Tianyan Sect which also possessed Fangcunji.
But no matter which one he faces, Ying Changfeng will probably feel uncomfortable.
In front of an eighth-grade sect, Wanjianmen, which is not even ninth-grade, has no ability to resist.
However, this reminded her that the various forces in Dongzhou were not united, and the relationship between the four great geniuses was purely based on Jiang Yi, and there were many cracks between the sects.
It is difficult for Wanjianmen to deal with one sect alone, but what if the five major sects come together?
Thinking of this, Xiang Sheng's eyes lit up instantly, and he pushed the crowd away quietly and left.
In the utility room at the foot of Yunlong Peak, a female disciple was carrying tea to the main peak. Halfway through the journey, she suddenly felt pain in her abdomen and her face turned pale.
"Why do you have a stomachache at this time?"
She gritted her teeth and tried to endure it, but her abdomen became more and more painful, so painful that she couldn't straighten her back.
In desperation, she looked around for people around her. Seeing Xiang Sheng feeding fish by the pond not far away, she immediately made up her mind and shouted, "Junior sister, please help me!"
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A moment later, the main summit arrived at the guest hall.
Ying Changfeng changed into a golden formal dress that he rarely wore, and smiled with a composed smile. "You three have come from far away, and I apologize for not welcoming you in person. Please forgive me. Come, serve some tea!"
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