Li Xuantian waved his sleeves and turned around to leave.

Hua Tang is also the head of the party, when has he been so insulted, he immediately became furious, took out a handful of pills and was about to stuff it into his mouth, but was stopped by Zen Master Siyi.

"Master, what are you stopping me from doing, what do you hear him say?" Hua Tang said angrily.

"The Buddha is merciful, the head of Hua is not impatient, no matter what, you and I are the right path, how can we fight in the same room?" Although Siyu was also choked by Li Xuantian's words, he was not carried away by anger.

Seeing Li Xuantian leaving, Hua Tang could only snort coldly and put away the pill, and said angrily: "You can't fight again, master, what should we do next." ”

"Wait." Thinking about turning the Buddha beads, he said slowly.

"Waiting for whom? It has been a few days since Lingtao was born, and the people who should have come have already come, and I'm afraid that there are a lot of people who shouldn't come, who else is worth waiting for? Hua Tang asked impatiently.

"Didn't Master Hua feel that Meng Zezong was a little too quiet?" The Zen Master said unhurriedly.

After thinking about it, Hua Tang couldn't help but nod and muttered, "It seems that there are really people who don't see them much." ”

"Zhongzhou Jiangzhou is separated by a river, and it stands to reason that Meng Zezong should have gotten the news earlier than us and arranged it in advance. But the fact is that a few days ago, I met Pu Jia, the head of Mengze Sect, in Jiangzhou City, and he didn't seem to have any interest in the birth of Ling Tao, and now he only sent an elder to watch from the outermost part of Jiangzhou City. "Zen Master Si Xiang told me eloquently.

"Does the master want to wait for Pujia to come?"

"No, I just want to wait and see who is the last yellow finch." Thoughts.

"What if the yellow finch refuses to show its face?" Hua Tang asked.

"If the praying mantis can leave safely with the cicadas, what does it matter who the yellow finch is?"

Hua Tang and Zen Master Si Xiang glanced at each other and nodded thoughtfully.

Inside the Vientiane Gate, Li Xuantian was in a very bad mood.

Even he didn't understand why he had such a gaffe just now.

Maybe it's because he's never felt like he was going to lose his spirit peach like he did just now.

For him, this spirit peach is bound to be obtained, not only for himself to be able to become an immortal, but also because this is his only chance to revitalize the Vientiane Gate.

He can't allow anyone to covet this spirit peach, he is the master of the spirit peach, anyone who wants to take the spirit peach from him is a heinous sinner, and he will be burned by heaven and earth, and his soul will eventually be scattered.

The puppet is not guilty, but he is guilty. What's more, it is a spirit peach that can be feathered into an immortal when you know it.

Li Xuantian knew that he couldn't wait any longer, no matter what, he had to pick the spirit peach as soon as possible and cut off the thoughts of the others.

Just when the various sects led by Lingxiao Sect, Jishitang, and Fusang Temple were still stopping to watch, Li Xuantian ordered a group of disciples to open the sect formation of the Vientiane Gate, and he himself held the soul bell in his hand and drove it to the peach tree.

The "jingle bell" sounded crisply, resounding through the sky, and also resounding in the hearts of everyone in Jiangzhou City.

The dementor bell rang out, and the sky was moving.

The invisible sound waves spread through the streets and alleys of Jiangzhou City like a tide, the clouds dispersed, the land cracked, and everyone fell into a brief dizziness.

"This is the power of the Dementor Bell, he wants to forcibly pick the spirit peach." The Zen master of Sixiang was stunned, and hurriedly led a group of monks to the Vientiane Gate.

Hua Tang and Liu Daoren also came unexpectedly with their respective disciples, and even Gu Yue led some disciples of the Mengze Sect to a place not far from the Vientiane Gate to watch.

At this moment, a crisp bell sound came out of the Vientiane Gate again, accompanied by an invisible sound, and the wind began to blow in heaven and earth.

At the same time, those disciples of the various sects who were not cultivated enough suddenly let out a wail, clutching their stomachs and rolling on the ground in pain.

"The soul bell is also known as the three-tone bell, and the legend says that when the soul bell sounds, the sky is open and the earth is moving. The soul bell sounded twice, and the wind and rain fell on people's intestines. The soul bell rang three times, and the soul was scattered and there was nowhere to hide. Zen Master Siyu said with a solemn face, "Now that the soul bell has sounded twice, once Li Xuantian urges the bell for the third time, all those who are not as good as him will die without a place to be buried." ”

"Then what are we waiting for, rush in and stop him." Hua Tang said, took out a handful of pills, and stuffed them into his mouth.

"Don't worry, the power of the soul bell lies in the ringtone, if you can organize the ringtone into your ears, you won't be harmed." Zen Master Si Xiang continued, "The disciples of Fusang Temple listen to the order, and Bodhi closes his ears to meditate. ”

With a burst of neat Zen words, those disciples who were in pain also eased up, and Mo got up from the ground one after another.

Seeing this, Hua Tang and Liu Daoren immediately gave their own orders, and the doctors of Jishitang all took the Ear Closure Pill, while the disciples of Ling Xiao Sect took out light yellow charms one after another, and after crushing them, a pair of pale golden runes appeared in everyone's ears, which seemed to be also closed to hearing.

Gu Yue gathered a group of disciples around him and summoned a three-headed six-eared monkey, because its ears can absorb all kinds of sounds between heaven and earth, so when people are within a hundred steps of the six-eared monkey, they can't hear any sounds from the outside world. Therefore, this monkey is named the silenced macaque, which is also one of the strange beasts of the wilderness.

Originally, this monkey was to create a silent cultivation place for the disciples in the sect, but Gu Yue himself had never expected that it would have such a miraculous effect now.

Sure enough, all things in heaven and earth have their own reasons for mutual growth and restraint.

Li Xuantian shook the soul bell twice, and his physical strength was already a little weak. Fortunately, the power of the two bells had already made the formation that shrouded the peach tree crumble, and the runes had all dimmed.

He walked to the peach tree with difficulty and reached out to pick the spirit peach, but the spell of the formation resurfaced and flicked his hand away.

Li Xuantian's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and raised the soul bell for the third time.

"Not in charge." A young disciple hurriedly ran to Li Xuantian's side and hugged his arm holding the soul bell tightly.

"When the soul bell rings for the third time, Jiangzhou City will surely be ruined and become a dead city." The disciple pleaded with tears in his voice.

Li Xuantian just had red eyes, glanced at him coldly, and then shook him off.

"No one can stop me from getting the spirit peach, as long as I can successfully feather, if it is a city, what does it matter if I am buried with the whole world?" Li Xuantian laughed almost madly, he slowly raised the soul bell, stared directly at the simple and mysterious bell body, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up an evil smile.

"Jingle bells."

The third bell sounded, and the young disciple who was thrown to the ground by Li Xuantian was the moment he heard the bell, his eyes became dim, and his body was also paralyzed to the ground, and finally turned into a fine piece of powder, which was scattered by a gust of wind.