"Huh? Why is this? Why are you running down the mountain? And it's messy?" Zhang Xiaohua escaped from the ground and immediately disappeared. Seeing the disciples running down from Jiuhua Peak with no life, she was surprised: "It's just that the dragon veins underground are empty, and the entire Jiuhua Peak has sunk a little. Are you so scared?"

Then, Zhang Xiaohua curled her lips and pinched her magic tricks. She was about to fly away when she heard a loud "pa" and "pa". On the hillside of Jiuhua Peak, there were twelve blood-red signals flying into the air.

"What signal is this?" Zhang Xiaohua didn't quite understand, but looking at the disciples of Zhongshuyu Temple who were panicked like a tree falling and scattered, Zhang Xiaohua smiled and said, "It's not dangerous, you can escape for the time being, I... I should be near Xiling Peak now, so I won't accompany you."

As he said that, he used the flying technique to fly near Xiling Peak.

In just half a day, Zhang Xiaohua came to the vicinity of Xiling Peak. When he landed, he was quite surprised: "No, it seems that there is something different."

"How come the heaven and earth energy in this incense sect gradually becomes thinner? Although it is only a little less, but... but this is also abnormal. I have been here for so long and have never seen such a situation before!"

In a while, Zhang Xiaohua released her spiritual consciousness slightly, but when the spiritual consciousness was released, it almost scared Zhang Xiaohua to fall down, and a look of surprise immediately appeared on her face: "What? I... can my spiritual consciousness see so far?"

But, if Xiling Peak is not far away, how could it be seen with spiritual sense? At this time, Zhang Xiaohua's spiritual sense swept away and saw most of the Xiling Peak. How could Zhang Xiaohua not be surprised?

"Is it because my spiritual consciousness has made progress after being tempered last night?" Zhang Xiaohua said in confusion: "The method of cultivating the spiritual consciousness of the Incense Sect is just a technique of controlling the spiritual consciousness, and it does not have any function to enhance the spiritual consciousness!"

"Is it the escort formation that suppresses one's spiritual consciousness...? It's possible!"

Zhang Xiaohua's eyes turned, thinking about the ban she broke last night...

"Not it! Could it be that the escort formation of the Chuanxiang Sect was broken by me?" At the same time, Zhang Xiaohua thought of Huanxu again, and Huan Wuxin told him about Yue Mingxin and Yang Haoya's formation together!

"Can't that... the green gourd... is the powerful magic weapon they got here? And the dragon vein is part of their formation?"

"I don't know where the dragon vein went, but the green gourd was taken away by me."

"It's broken, isn't this the legendary firewood cut? I'm causing trouble at this time."

Zhang Xiaohua frowned, looked at Xiling Peak in the distance, and said to herself: "Not to mention the great formation of this sect pro-sect, now that the sect has undergone such a big change in the sect, I... have to go back to Yixiang Peak! I guess no one will think of me at this time. Master Jingyi will not associate my death with Master Jinggang!"

"However, before going back to Yixiang Peak, I was careful. I had never sacrificed the wallet, belt and other things. Now that my spiritual sense has been restored, I will spray my true essence. Then I will deal with these things first, so don't be seen by Master Jingyi!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaohua found a secluded place, punched out the jade talisman, set up a ban, and became busy.

A few days later, half a day away from Yixiang Peak, Zhang Xiaohua sat cross-legged on Huanhuan's back, looking thoughtfully at the mountain road. Many disciples rode their horses and ran to various places.

"It seems that a major change has happened. If it weren't for this, there weren't many disciples in this mountain road, so why did it seem extremely crowded at this time? Not to mention the inner disciples, even the outer disciples, many of them came down from the mountain to inquire about information and want to know what happened!"

Just as he was thinking, there was another rapid sound of horse hooves, and a group of masked female disciples rode on horseback from the front, "Huh? Could it be the messenger of Mo Fen Palace?" Zhang Xiaohua's eyes turned and patted Huanhuan's head and let it beside the road.

There were other hurried disciples on the mountain road. When they saw the female disciples, they all hid to the side like Zhang Xiaohua and moved away from the mountain road. However, for a long time, most of the female disciples rushed past Zhang Xiaohua. However, when the last female disciple rode past, suddenly, the red horse's front hooves stopped and immediately balanced and fell straight forward. The female disciple was quite alert. She stretched out her hand and slapped the horse's back, jumped up from the horse, trying to land smoothly on the ground. But at this moment, her left foot happened to hit something on the saddle again. The qi and blood in her body stagnated, and the internal strength was not enough. Her body suddenly lost control. She was slanted and hit a person on the mountain road.

The sudden situation caught the female disciple off guard. Seeing that she was about to run into it, the male disciple on the mountain road looked out and took out a sword embryo from the back of his mount. He stretched out his hand and picked it up on the waist of the female disciple. He only used a little force. The female disciple flew up. At this time, the female disciple's qi and blood were restored to smoothness. The place where the internal force passed, it was precisely because of the force that made her body fly and slowly fell down.

Before his body could stand firm, the female disciple showed a hint of surprise on her face and bowed: "This... junior brother, thank you for your help!"

The male disciple grinned and said, "No need, they are all fellow disciples of Mo Jiegong, should they help?"

"Mo Fist the same sect?" The female disciple frowned, looked at the sword embryo in the male disciple's hand, and suddenly woke up and said with a smile: "I said, who has such great power? It turns out that it is Junior Brother Ren!"

The man bowed and said, "I'm calling the senior sister a joke. I'm Ren Xiaoyao, who has just come back from outside..." Then, he looked at the team of disciples who had already gone away, and continued, "I just don't know... what happened in the sect? Why is it messing around? And... Mo Jiegong's senior sister, there are so many things as soon as she goes out..."

The female disciple looked at the dawn horse that fell to the ground in front and immediately jumped up again, and said worriedly: "Have you not noticed the vibration of the earth a few days ago?"

Zhang Xiaohua woke up: "Of course I know that the vibration is almost always going to sway under the cliff. Is it... related to this vibration?"

The female disciple nodded and said, "Because of that shock, the formation of my incense sect's accompaniment is opened. Now we are completely exposed in the world. Everything in the past is about to change. We have followed the instructions of the leader to send orders to the mountains. For the specific details... I will go back to Yixiang Peak to ask."

As he said that, the female disciple bowed and said goodbye. As soon as she turned over, she got on the red horse. After a few steps, she turned around and smiled: "The leader, Fayu, all the disciples in seclusion are going out of seclusion, and Senior Sister Zixia must be among them..."

Then, a silver bell-like laughter rang out and gradually faded away.

"Did you dream come out of seclusion?" Zhang Xiaohua was overjoyed. She patted Huanhuan's bald corners and left like the four-dimensional ones.

In just half a day, Zhang Xiaohua came to the Yixiang Peak. At this time, Yixiang Peak was different from before. Although it was not five steps per staircase, there would inevitably be a secret whistle in a secret place every distance. When we arrived at the mountain pass, it was even more exaggerated. Several disciples of the Ruijin Palace held weapons and stood there with serious eyes watching from left to right, consistent with the expressions of the guards under the archway of Piaomiao Sect before.

Zhang Xiaohua rode on the Sibusi, and her spiritual sense kept sweeping out, seeing everything around her, and said in her mind: "There is no longer a habit in the world for a long time. The formation of the escort sect is gone, and she throws them into the world at once. If she does not have enough preparation, it will be a bit like she is going to drive the ducks on the shelves!"

"Huh? This Xiu Monument... seems to be a little changed..." But looking at his disciple staring at his Ruijin Palace not far away, Zhang Xiaohua walked past the Xiu Monument as if nothing had happened.

"Stand..." The disciple saw Zhang Xiaohua approaching and scolded: "Which palace disciple are you? Take out your waist card to check it out?"

"Wait card? Check it out?" Zhang Xiaohua was stunned, but swept his spiritual sense to the left and said, "What? The peak protection array is gone?"

Suspiciously, Zhang Xiaohua took out the waist tag in her arms, handed it over, and asked, "This... senior brother, I used to go in and out of Yixiang Peak, but I didn't have to check the waist tag. Why... I've been going out for dozens of days, why did the rules change?"

"Shut up!" the disciple said angrily: "Look at your waist card, why do you say so much?"

However, when he saw Zhang Xiaohua's waist card, he was dumbfounded, frowned, and said strangely: "You...why is your waist card from Mo Fügong?"

Zhang Xiaohua was even more surprised and asked back: "Is it possible that my senior brother was not in Ruijin Palace a month ago?"

"Yes? I'm going down to Xiling Peak and I just returned ten days ago!" The disciple didn't understand, but it was Mo Jiegong's waist card, and he also had respect.

"Is there a male disciple in Mo Fen Palace? If a male disciple takes the waist card of Mo Fen Palace, who can it be? Haven't your senior brother heard of the Dharma protectors of our incense sect?" Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaohua felt a little proud. However, he had been through the Ruijin Palace and now he said it in front of the disciple who was unknown to the Ruijin Palace. How could he not hold his tail?

"Dharma Protective Disciple Ren Xiaoyao?" The disciple took a step back slightly and looked at the young face in front of him in surprise.

Zhang Xiaohua bowed and said, "It's just that I'm down. Brother, can I go up the mountain?"

"Haha, of course, it's my disciple. Wang Ming, who has heard about his junior brother's deeds, doesn't want to meet him here. Please go up the mountain!"

Wang Ming returned the waist card to Zhang Xiaohua, took off the mountain road to the mountain, and bowed and said.

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Zhang Xiaohua also bowed with a smile.

Then he followed the mountain road and arrived at Mojie Palace.

In Mo Frei's palace, Master Jingyi sat high above, and the elders below were all present. Further down there were several elderly men with gray hair, three of whom looked very similar and attracted the most attention.

At this time, everyone had long lost their panic that day. They sat on the chair and heard Master Jingyi say: "The incense sect is now open, and everyone in the martial arts world will know sooner or later. Instead of doing this, it is better to start as soon as possible... make arrangements in advance!"
Chapter completed!