Ling Yungao stopped.

Elder Zuo and Elder Niu froze.

Especially Elder Niu, who immediately took a few steps back, hid in the forbidden place with the magic sword, and looked ready to make a move at any time.

"Sect Master?" Elder Zuo asked tentatively.

Ling Yungao raised his head and saw a fleeting sneer in Ling Bufei's eyes. As if to say, isn't it just planting? Would you, wouldn't I?

Before he could speak, Elder Zuo raised his hand and waved, and several messengers were like heavenly maidens scattering flowers, quickly burrowing into the clouds and disappearing.

In the next moment, almost all the elders who remained in the sect received a warning.

Yang Xiangtian, who was cultivating, opened his eyes and reached out to take the messenger that flew into the cave; The sad wind of cursing and sorting out the file stopped moving; Wen Rujin, who rarely returned to Peach Blossom Peak to drink with his master, looked at Yuntao at the same time as Xin Zhixue; The flower that was cutting the branch stopped silently......

The warning of Taiyi Hall has been rare in the past few thousand years, but the last time, just a few years ago, when Song Zhiyi had an accident.

In a short period of time, the light flew one after another and landed on the lawn in front of the Taiyi Palace.

"What's going on?" Yang Xiangtian, who was at the forefront, asked.

Elder Zuo pointed, but before he could speak, Ling Bufei had already turned around and shouted, "Uncle Yang, my uncle seems to have been cursed by the magic sword!"

Ling Yungao, Elder Niu, and Elder Zuo were all in a trance.

Didn't he say that he had the same breath on him? How did it become a curse so quickly?

"What?" The elders took a defensive posture and stared at Ling Yungao, treating him as Song Zhiyi a few years ago.

"Is it a magic sword?" Xin Zhixue came with her apprentice, "It's going wrong again?".

What do you call again? Everyone seems to have associated this incident with Song Zhiyi's incident as a matter of course.

Ling Yungao stared at his nephew, his eyes were heavy: "Bu Fei, what are you doing again?" Uncle never touched the magic sword, why was he cursed? You just have a grudge against your uncle in your heart, and you can't take advantage of the major affairs of the sect to work so many elders, right?"

The elders were stunned for a moment, and then glared at him: "Young Sect Master, what the hell is going on? It's no joke!"

Ling Bufei didn't admit it, and an eager look appeared on his face: "Uncles and uncles, I'm not joking, it's true!"

"Really?" The elders were not convinced.

Elder Zuo coughed lightly and recounted what had just happened, "...... There is a Demon Suppression Ding in the main body of the Young Sect, and this magic sword has had an accident not long ago, just in case, I sent a warning charm."

His approach is understandable, the magic weapons in the Taiyi Hall are too important, even if the elders are allowed to run for nothing, it is better than an accident.

Especially Elder Niu, holding the magic sword, froze, for fear that it would break out of its own prohibition and cause another tragedy.

So now the question comes back to Ling Bufei.

"Young Sect Master, do you really feel it?" Yang Xiangtian asked.

Ling Bufei nodded sincerely, "Really, when I touched the magic sword, my uncle happened to pull me, and I felt that there was a resonance between them. Then I remembered Uncle Song, who was the first to come at that time, right? Could it be that the magic sword planted a spell in my uncle's body? It's just lighter, so I didn't notice it at the time."

This is a serious statement, and the elders are like great enemies.

"Sect Master." Yang Xiangtian looked over vigilantly, "How do you feel?"

With so many guarded eyes, Ling Yungao seemed to have become Song Zhiyi that day.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and replied calmly, "Senior Brother Yang, I am not abnormal, it is also possible that Bu Fei has come into contact with the magic sword for the first time, and his reaction is relatively large, so he feels that something is wrong."

That being said, no one dared to relax when the magic sword had already had an incident.

Xin Zhixue said, "Let's check it, it's a big deal, so as not to get a loophole."

"That's what Uncle Xin said."

"I think so, too."

Regardless of seniority or power, Xin Zhuxue's weight in the sect is not low, and the elders have responded one after another.

Ling Yungao had almost no way to refuse.

He said slowly, "You don't believe me?"

The question was not easy to answer, and the elders avoided his gaze, but Grief stood on his side and said, "Guys, this is a bit unusual, isn't it? This is our sect master, because he was wantonly searched with a word, where is the face of the sect master? It's disrespectful."

He had a point in saying this, and several elders were silent. They didn't see anything unusual in the appearance of the sect master, and it was really unseemly when they searched it......

"That's not what I said." Yuan Songqiao walked over, "The magic sword just had an accident, everyone has seen the example of Senior Brother Song, what if it is repeated in the sect master? The magic weapon is unpredictable, and this is also for the sake of the sect master's safety."

Sad Wind confronted him, and immediately asked, "According to this, with just one sentence, can the sect master be searched at will? No evidence, not even any performance, just a suspicion?"

Before Yuan Songqiao could answer, Ling Bufei had already screamed, and he looked insulted: "Uncle Sorrowful Wind, what do you mean by this? Am I going to deliberately hurt my uncle?"

This is not necessarily, what is the difference between your uncle and nephew and the enemy when they make a fuss like this? From this point of view, it is indeed possible to slander, after all, it involves the dispute of the suzerain.

The hesitation on everyone's faces, of course Ling Bufei noticed it, and he was full of righteous indignation: "Okay! It turns out that that's what my uncles and uncles think of me! No, I must check it today, otherwise this basin of dirty water will be splashed on me? How can that be?"

Wait, isn't it you the sect master?

His rhetoric made the elders a little dazed.

Ling Bu didn't care, and continued to shout: "I'm worried about something happening to my uncle, I'm worried about something happening to the sect, it's good for you to treat me as a personal vendetta one by one!" This is a slander against my character! I can't get by today anyway! Check, be sure to check! Otherwise, I will kneel in front of the ancestors of the past generations and see how the right-hand men of the so-called sect treat me, the young sect master!"

As he spoke, he was heartbroken and aggrieved: "Grandfather! Mother! Look at this group of guys, who say they will assist me and protect me to grow up safely, what did the result do to me? Blame you for leaving early, so I don't even have anyone to rely on! Is it that I want to be the young sect master? I don't have a choice! Grandfather ......"

"Alright, alright!" Yang Xiangtian was so loud by him that he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago. In the past, when Ling Bufei couldn't cultivate, he would cry for his grandfather and mother when he made trouble, and he thought that he had grown up, but he came back to this trick more than ten years later!

But this trick is useful. Old Sect Master Jiang has a very high prestige, and most of the people present are his juniors, who has not been taken care of? For the sake of his face, it is also appropriate to be intolerant of Ling Bu.

"Sect Master, why don't you just check it out?" Yang Xiangtian said, "It's okay to check, and we're relieved."