The scene before her eyes outside the gate of Momen Mountain made the seductive Mu Bailu widen her plump red lips.

Na Wu, who had always been in a daze, with a sluggish expression, now had bright eyes, clasped his hands together, bowed in the direction of the Ten Thousand People's Bell, and said in his heart: "Amitabha."

Qingzhou's Wanmin Bell is a well-known magical artifact. These hundreds of magical artifacts best represent the attitude and philosophy of these swordsmanship sects.

If there is any injustice in the world, let it be settled with a sword!

The loudness and frequency of the bells indicate whether the problem is serious.

Such a thunderous bell echoed nine times in one breath. This is the highest level of warning!

Moreover, such warnings can only be issued by the Sword Master of the Sword Sect.

The heads of each sect know this, and practitioners from other states have also heard about it.

It has been more than 10,000 years since the first-generation Sword Master refined the Bell of All Peoples, and this is the first time in these more than 10,000 years that nine thunderous bells have sounded!

This means that Qingzhou has encountered an unprecedented disaster.

Mu Bailu recalled the Zhongping Heli voice just now, and then revealed a serious and low voice, guessing that it was the voice transmission from the Sword Master of the Sword Sect!

"Those who wish to quell the catastrophe, please take up your sword!"

Mu Bailu and Nan Wu chewed this sentence over and over again.

catastrophe?

What kind of catastrophe Qingzhou had encountered for Lord Sword Master to pay so much attention to it?

What is really shocking is the attitude and posture of this man in black robe.

At the gate of Momen Mountain, this man appeared and raised his sword in one go, without any hesitation.

decisive.

Chic.

As the head of the Mo clan, how could he not know the meaning of these nine thunders?

But just with a flick of the finger, green energy surged into the sky.

——Qingzhou Momen, raise your sword!

This is the attitude of the head of the Mo clan, his attitude when facing disasters and catastrophes.

In other words...it's courage!

Mu Bailu looked at this figure and suddenly remembered the widely circulated saying "One sight of a court song leads to a lifetime of misunderstandings".

She felt that at least the scene just now would always be remembered by her.

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Qingzhou, Jianshan Mountain.

Enjian Mountain is also a subordinate sect of Jian Sect, but its temporary ranking is much higher than that of Mo Sect.

At this moment, a figure wearing a blue robe appeared in front of the Wanmin Bell.

This person is Sun Qijing, the master of Jianjian Mountain, known as Zhenren Jing.

Soon, six figures appeared behind him, including men and women. These people were the elders of Jianjian Mountain.

"Master, nine thunders! Sword Master's message!" A female elder stepped forward and couldn't help but speak.

Sun Qidian nodded, his expression solemn.

"Those who wish to quell the catastrophe, please raise your sword." His slightly hoarse voice repeated the message just sent out from the Wanmin Bell.

"This is probably the first case in more than ten thousand years." Sun Qijing looked up at the gray sky and said, "It seems that something big is about to happen."

He could hear what the Sword Master's voice actually meant.

Although I don’t know what the specific matter is, Jian Zong’s attitude is already very obvious.

The sound of the bell and the message must have been conveyed to all subordinate sects.

Unless it is a catastrophe that affects a state, it is impossible to have such specifications.

And since the disaster affects one state, it is natural to mobilize the efforts of the entire state.

Sun Qijing closed his eyes tightly, formed a sword seal with his hands, then lightly tapped on the center of his eyebrows, and his consciousness began to spread around.

Soon, he opened his eyes.

"In the Qinglongchuan area, sects have raised their swords." Sun Qijing said in a deep voice.

"Huh? Which sect?" asked a male elder.

"Momen." Sun Qijing mentioned a sect that no one had any impression of a few years ago, but in recent years it has become famous because of one person.

"This Lu Chao Ge... is a wonderful person." For a moment, several elders didn't know how to evaluate him.

Sun Qijing smiled slightly, as if he had remembered something interesting, and said: "Junior brothers and sisters, do you still remember when we were young, when the bell of the people rang, we went down the mountain to eliminate demons and cultivate?"

"How can I not remember what the head brother is asking? Look at my injury, isn't it from that year?" a male elder replied.

Another male elder said: "Hmph! If it hadn't been for that evil cultivator, which caused my consciousness to be severely damaged, I don't think my limit should be just this. I can break through the third realm again, how could I be here?

Once the bottleneck is stuck, it will last for ten years.”

"Hey, Senior Brother Chen, that's not what you said back then. You said back then that you would stand up after breaking down, and you would soar into the sky in the future."

Everyone was talking to each other, laughing and cursing, which diluted the depression and solemn atmosphere just now a lot.

They heard the head brother take the initiative to mention that everyone went down the mountain to eliminate demons and cultivate, and they roughly understood what the head brother meant.

[Raise the Sword], actually means to cast a name certificate.

Next, it is necessary to mobilize the efforts of the entire sect.

Even if the inheritance is cut off and the incense is extinguished, death is not a pity!

If it were in the past, even though we were all subordinate sects of the Sword Sect, and the Sword Sect was passing orders and doing things, there would be no need to go to this level.

Sun Qijing took out his natal sword from the storage ring and performed a sword salute to the elders, his movements were the same as before.

However, what he said back then was: "Junior brothers and sisters, would you like to follow me down the mountain to slay demons?"

What he said today was: "Junior brothers and sisters, are you willing to work together and not worry about life or death?"

Everyone took out their natal swords one by one and responded with a sword salute.

"Please give me the master's orders!"

Sun Qijing laughed heartily, and his laughter spread throughout the whole Jianjian Mountain.

Just like back then, he was as high-spirited as ever and led a group of junior brothers and sisters down the mountain.

This man with gray hair actually has a hint of the high-spirited spirit of his youth!

——Just like a young man.

He raised his right hand, flicked his fingers, and a sword energy from his fingertips hit the Wanmin Bell at the gate of Jianjian Mountain.

In an instant, the sound of the bell echoed among the peaks.

The disciples of Jianjian Mountain clenched the natal sword in their hands and watched helplessly as the green energy filled the air, then shot straight into the sky and turned into a huge blue sword.

Sun Qijing's slightly hoarse voice spread around.

"Qingzhou Enjian Mountain, raise your sword!"

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Qingzhou, Yin Yang Sword Pond.

Yin Yang Jianchi is the number one existence among the three hundred subordinate sects of the Sword Sect in the past fifty years.

In the entire Qingzhou, apart from the Sword Sect, the most powerful one is the Yin Yang Sword Pool.

Since the establishment of this sect, it is actually shorter than most [hundreds of sects].

However, in this not-so-long history of the sect, it suddenly emerged and became more and more powerful, until now it has become an existence below one sect and above hundreds of sects.

The bells of the Ten Thousand People Bell echoed in the peaks of Yin Yang Sword Pond.

The leader of Yin Yang Sword Pool is a woman named Mu Qing.

She has a very heroic spirit about her. She is obviously a woman, but she has sharp eyebrows.

She has slightly high cheekbones and a tall figure, and her whole body exudes the aura of a superior person.

In fact, she acts vigorously and resolutely on weekdays.

Many people in Qingzhou say that she is Qingzhou's Hengyin.

Mu Qing looked up at the Wanmin Bell, with his hands behind his back, and the index finger of his right hand gently tapped the back of his left hand.

A group of senior executives from Yin Yang Jianchi stood behind her, looking at the Wanmin Bell, their faces solemn.

"Those who wish to quell the catastrophe, please raise your sword." Mu Qing repeated these words.

She snorted, turned around and said, "Is there anything you don't want to do?"

No one said anything.

Yin Yang Sword Pond has its own pride.

The second largest sect in Qingzhou has its own majesty.

Of the three hundred subordinate sects in the catastrophe of heaven and earth, I, Yin Yang Sword Pool, will naturally bear the brunt!

How have we, sword cultivators, ever been afraid of fighting?
To be continued...