Chapter 208 - Grains Return to the Warehouse
The space crack was like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, and the violent energy turbulence was tearing everything around it!
It was no longer a simple spatial fluctuation, but a terrifying force that was a mixture of ancient and wild calls and rejections!
"The passage is unstable! Everyone calm down! Be prepared to resist the impact!" Chu Linyuan's cold voice was like a magic needle that stabilized the sea, and it instantly reached the ears of everyone in Guixu Sect.
Almost at the moment he finished speaking, the twisted black cracks suddenly burst out with an indescribable dazzling light!
An irresistible and chaotic spatial suction force, like countless giant hands, suddenly grabbed all the flying boats and monks staying near the crack!
The "Guixu" trembled violently, and the runes on the hull flashed wildly!
"Hold on tight!" Xie Zhao yelled, and the Jinghong Talisman Pen instantly drew several stabilizing runes and slapped them on the deck!
However, this power is far beyond imagination!
It doesn't act evenly, but rather is full of randomness and tearing!
Xie Zhao only felt a huge force coming, as if he was thrown into a high-speed rotating drum, and his internal organs were all dislocated!
He held on tightly to Su Tang and several nearby outer disciples, and the Jinghong Talisman Pen burst out with a strong protective light shield!
Chu Linyuan on the other side reacted faster. The moment the spatial force attacked, the black ice evil spirit expanded like a domain, trying to cover the entire Guixu Sect team!
But that ancient spatial force was so overbearing that it actually tore apart his evil spirit field!
"Senior Brother——!" Xie Zhao only had time to shout out before his eyes were completely engulfed by the dazzling white light and he lost all senses.
I don’t know how long the dizzying feeling lasted.
When Xie Zhao suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood caused by the tearing force of space and regained consciousness, he found himself lying in a damp ancient forest covered with huge ferns.
Su Tang and seven or eight outer disciples lay around him in a mess, all of them pale and breathing unsteadily.
"Ahem...Pah!" Xie Zhao propped himself up, shook his dizzy head, and immediately checked the condition of the people around him, "Su Xiaotang! Is he still alive? Count! Who's missing?"
Su Tang groaned and sat up, her psychic eyes still a little dazed. She subconsciously hugged the Xingyin Ling tightly: "No... no missing... Second Brother, where are we?"
The outer disciples also woke up one after another, looking at this completely unfamiliar environment with thick air and extremely powerful spiritual energy in horror.
Xie Zhao quickly calmed down, and with the Jinghong Talisman Pen, he shot out several Qingxin Talismans and injected them into everyone's body, while at the same time, he dispersed his spiritual consciousness to the maximum extent.
"It seems that we were teleported randomly. Fortunately, we didn't separate." He frowned. The thing he was most worried about happened - he and Chu Linyuan were separated.
He could feel that the protective sword intent left by Chu Linyuan was still there, indicating that the other party was safe and sound, but the distance seemed extremely far and the perception was vague.
"Second Brother, what should we do now?" An outer disciple named Lin Quan asked with forced composure, his voice trembling slightly. He was one of the more outstanding disciples in this group.
Xie Zhao took a deep breath, suppressed his worry about Chu Linyuan, and a shrewd light flashed in his peach blossom eyes again.
"What should I do? Now that I'm here, I'll have to stay idle!"
He suddenly jumped up and pointed his Jinghong Fu Pen at the plants and minerals around him that were emitting strange luster, and even the moist soil under his feet:
"See! These! These! And these! They are all money! They are all resources! They are the capital for the growth of our Guixu Sect!"
"Don't just stand there! Get moving! Dig what you can! Mine what you can! Pack what you can! Every brick and tile you bring back to the sect will be a credit!"
His shout instantly pulled his disciples out of their confusion and fear!
That's right! They're here to explore and search for treasure! And they're searching for treasure for the sect!
When the new disciples thought about how happy they had been when they followed the elders to do justice and distribute supplies, as well as the strict but clear-cut atmosphere of the sect, their eyes lit up instantly!
There was no need for Xie Zhao to give any more instructions. This group of rookies who had just been trembling with fear immediately took action as if they had been injected with chicken blood!
"Quick! This grass is full of spiritual energy!"
"This stone glows! Move it, move it!"
"This mud seems to be something special! Let's decorate it!"
"Brother! Do you want this tree leaf?"
"Yes! Why not? Maybe Elder Luo can use it to make poison!"
They took out various storage bags, jade boxes, and even jars that had previously contained food, and began a real carpet search. Wherever they passed, it was like a swarm of locusts, leaving no grass behind... uh, not a single blade of grass behind!
Su Tang stared at the bustling scene in amazement, forgetting to even aim her photo stone. She stammered, "Second, Second Brother...this...isn't this too..."
Xie Zhao watched as a disciple even tried to pry open a seemingly ordinary giant rock. He nodded with satisfaction and patted Su Tang on the shoulder. "Great what? That's great! Su Xiaotang, remember, our Guixu Sect is just starting out, and we must carry forward this spirit of saving every last grain! Only by not being picky about food can we grow strong!"
Su Tang: “…” She silently adjusted the angle of the photo stone.
During the conversation, Xie Zhao's mind moved, and he felt another gentle yet powerful aura approaching rapidly.
He immediately signaled everyone to be on guard.
A giant purple fern leaf swayed not far away, and a gentle, smiling voice echoed, "What a path to sustainable development! Thank you, my friend! Your sect's treasure-hunting method is truly eye-opening for me."
The stars flashed, and Mo Chen, wearing a star-blue robe, walked out calmly.
Behind him followed two Xingyun Pavilion Divine Transformation cultivators with solemn auras. Looking at the scene in front of them where a layer of soil had been scraped off by the Guixu Sect disciples, even Mo Chen's gentle smile showed a slight stiffness on his face.
"Mo Chen!" Xie Zhao's eyes lit up, and he immediately put on a warm smile. "What a coincidence! You're lost too? Want to travel with me? Although our place is a bit clean, it's safer!"
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