In the middle of the night, at the spiritual field of the Sword Driving Gate, the originally emerald green Linggu is now divided into two colors: green and black, if you stand on a high place, you can find that the black that has occupied most of the space is still gradually spreading to the surroundings at a slow and steady speed.

At the edge of the Lingtian, several outer disciples gathered together, their eyes were blank, their expressions were haggard, and they looked at the Linggu in front of them, which had completely turned black and slowly withered, ignoring the affairs of the outside world.

They are not like Lin Slowly, even if the Spirit Valley is completely lost, they can also hand over a spirit stone to offset the task of the sect, and continue to exchange for the qualification of the outer disciple of the Sword Sect.

These hundreds of acres of spiritual land are all their property, and now they are watching all their property disappear little by little, but they have nothing to do, this sense of powerlessness can drive people crazy.

Especially if he failed to complete the task of the sect, he thought that he was about to be expelled from the Sword Sect. If you don't have enough strength, your life in the future will be extremely difficult, and there are so many monks in the Qi Refining Stage in the Cultivation Realm that no one cares about the existence of a Qi Refining Stage cultivator.

What's more, these ordinary cultivators are all outside disciples below the sixth level of Qi cultivation.

Therefore, silence is the main color of this spiritual field, except for the sound of heavy breathing and the rustle of the wind blowing through the spiritual valley, this area has become extremely silent, and the silence makes people feel depressed.

Uncle Chen lay in the center of the crowd, his eyes staring blankly at the moon covered by faint dark clouds. Today's moon is supposed to be very bright, but it is obscured by a veil-like cloud, which makes people look unreal and feel a little unreal.

It's like Uncle Chen, who has been cultivating the Spirit Valley all his life, and he doesn't know where his ordinary little monk of the third level of Qi refining will go in the future. In this cultivation realm where only the foundation building party can really be called a monk, in addition to farming, he has not even fully learned a few basic techniques, and he has no ability, and he has left the protection of the Sword Exorcism Gate except for finding an area inhabited by ordinary people, otherwise it is a problem to even continue to survive.

And really gave up his identity as a monk from then on, and closed his eyes like an ordinary old man and waited for death, but Chen Bo was a little unwilling.

No matter how bad a monk is, it's also a monk.

"Ah......h

Just when Chen Bo was thinking about what he should do in the future, among the several outer disciples beside him, an outer disciple with loose hair suddenly let out an exclamation, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared and rushed towards his gradually withering spiritual field.

With red eyes, he uprooted the gradually withering Linggu, screamed and threw it aside, and violently stepped on the Linggu that had no spiritual power, and danced in the Lingtian, like a mad demon, but tears gradually flowed out of the red eyes.

Uncle Chen's eyes looking at the sky closed helplessly, and a look of unbearability leaked on his face. A cloudy old tear flowed from the corner of his eye.

I sighed silently in my heart.

"The third one......."

That outer disciple Chen Bo knows, his name is Li Dazhu, a very plain name, the same person is as his name, he has a very good relationship with a group of outer disciples, he is helpful, he is in his thirties, and he has just had a competitive son.

I heard that he was accepted as an inner disciple by a sect called Aoki Gate. Chen Bo still remembered the glory and pride on Li Dazhu's face when he bragged about his son to his outer disciples, and his outer disciples were also happy for him.

Uncle Chen remembered that Li Dazhu had said to himself privately that this year's Spirit Valley is growing very well, and he is ready to hand over the spirit stones to his son after a good harvest this year, and he has cultivated to the fifth level of Qi refining at the age of eleven or twelve, which is much better than his father, who is still hovering at the fourth layer of Qi refining, I heard that his baby is about to break through again in the sect, and this speed of progress has been praised by the elders in his sect. Earn more spirit stones to pave the way for the child's cultivation.

But who would have thought that the other party would put all their belongings into it overnight, and the spirit valley that he had been looking forward to bringing spirit stones to the child day and night would come to naught in such an instant.

Looking at Li Dazhu's crazy figure, Uncle Chen sighed silently and did not stop it. It's just a momentary loss of heart, and when people are tired, they will stop. At this time, if someone forcibly stops him, not only will he be easily injured by the irrational Li Dazhu, but Li Dazhu, who cannot vent his inner anger, will also be damaged.

Tightening the clothes on his body, Uncle Chen prepared to leave, returning to his ordinary cabin and waiting for the moment when the Sword Sect expelled him. If he stays here, Uncle Chen is afraid that he will not be able to bear it.

I'm getting older, I can't bear that kind of madness, even if I'm expelled from the Sword Sect, I still want to live for two more years.

Just as Uncle Chen turned around and was about to leave, Li Dazhu, who was going crazy in the Spirit Valley, suddenly let out an inhumane scream, and a blood mist erupted from Li Dazhu's mouth, which made Uncle Chen's heart tremble, and he secretly exclaimed in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the other party was damaged by the blows of Linggu and the child, vomited blood and fainted.

Seeing that Li Dazhu's body gradually softened to the ground, Chen Bogang wanted to step forward to take a look, but suddenly a flower appeared in front of him, two figures dressed in white with a sword-like pattern on his chest suddenly appeared beside Li Dazhu, and the one on the left looked like he was in his fifties, with a resolute expression, and a straight face, like an extremely sharp sword.

But the one on the right was mild, which made people involuntarily want to get close, his eyes widened, and he didn't care to look at Li Dazhu's situation, Chen Bo hurriedly knelt on the ground, and shouted in his mouth, "Disciple to meet the sect master"

These two are the only two early stage sect masters of the Jindan Sect of the Sword Driving Sect.

The middle-aged man with a gentle face waved his hand, stopped the shouting of the disciples behind Uncle Chen, leaned down to help the unconscious Li Dazhu, stretched out his hand and put it on the other party's back, and entered it with a gentle and vigorous cultivation, and waited until Li Dazhu's breathing gradually stabilized, handed it to the outer disciples who stepped forward, and said to Chen Bo and the other outer disciples.

"Get up, this year I sent Linggu to suffer, and the most bitter ones are you outer disciples, so I discussed it with Sect Master Sun. It was decided that all the outer disciples who suffered losses this year do not need to hand over the Spirit Valley to the sect, you can go back today, leave it to me here, and I will give you an explanation. ”

"Thank you Sect Master Zhou, thank you Sect Master Sun."

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When the sect master of the Sword Exorcism Sect was talking to a group of outer disciples, on the other side of Lingtian, the figure of a green cow was sneakily slowly approaching the blackened Spirit Valley, and he quickly glanced around vigilantly, but did not find a human figure. Bald looked at the blackened Linggu in front of him and kept muttering.

"Lin girl! Lin girl, the fifth master was miserable by you, God bless! The fifth master just wants to come over and pick a spirit valley, don't come out, little demon! Otherwise, come out and make you look good. ”

Controlling Dumb's neck and slowly stretching forward, his big black and weird eyes kept sweeping around, and he made up his mind, "If there is any wind and grass, I will immediately spread my hooves and run wildly, and when I go back, I will slowly say to Lin that I have done my best." At that time, not only will there be five spirit stones to take, but there will be no need to take any risks, the fifth master is too smart. ”

The flickering in the eyes completely destroyed the evil image in the completely dark eyes, but it seemed a little obscene.

Opening his mouth to bite down on the entire blackened Linggu, the bald spirit immediately tensed, carefully observing the surroundings. After a long time, nothing happened.

Secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the bald hair turned around with a big grin, thinking proudly in his heart.

"Cut, it turns out that the fifth master thinks too much, although it controls the body of the little green cow, and it is not as handsome as the fifth master's body, but the innate majesty and domineering of the fifth master must be so far away that the little demon is scared that he doesn't dare to come out......."

A breeze blew, and a spirit valley tilted slightly, just touching Dumb's tail.

The complacent bald words suddenly paused, the green hair on his body exploded instantly, his body stiffened, and the big bull's eyes instantly stared out.

"Holy."

After a puff of green smoke, it disappeared at a speed comparable to that of a foundation building monk.