Chapter 20 Disaster, the sound of the dragon bell
Xu Zhifeng sneered and left with dignity.
Naturally, Lin Fan didn't know that his killing of Zhang Hong had been recorded by Xu Zhifeng using the Tianling Pearl.
After running all the way, Lin Fan finally relaxed a little when he stepped into the Piaomiao Peak protective formation.
"It should be safe when we reach Piaomiao Peak!" Lin Fan gasped.
Killing fellow disciples is a serious crime.
At worst, his cultivation level will be abolished, and he will be unable to embark on the path of cultivating immortals for the rest of his life.
In severe cases, the soul will be directly extracted and refined, and the soul will never be able to enter reincarnation.
Both of these results were not what Lin Fan wanted.
After a long time, Lin Fan was completely relieved when he saw that no one came after him to accuse him: "Without human or material evidence, even if Zhang Hong is killed by me, the sect will not be able to punish me."
However, Lin Fan's battle with Zhang Hong consumed a lot of energy.
In order to travel as quickly as possible, he poured the remaining spiritual power in his body into his legs.
Now, the feeling of weakness caused by severe spiritual energy consumption came over instantly.
Lin Fan's vision went dark and he fell to the ground, completely unconscious.
I don't know how much time passed, but when Lin Fan woke up again, he found himself in the thatched cottage at the top of Piaomiao Peak.
Xuan Lingzi was sitting quietly aside, and Lin Fan was lying flatly on a bamboo mat.
The moment the master and disciple's eyes met, Lin Fan sat up in embarrassment.
"Master, I...why am I here?"
Lin Fan was extremely surprised.
Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly.
"I warned you a long time ago not to leave Piaomiao Peak, why didn't you listen?"
Xuan Lingzi seemed warm and angry, but in fact he felt sorry for Lin Fan.
Lin Fan naturally understood all of this.
Without waiting for Xuan Lingzi to ask, he quickly explained in detail how he encountered Zhang Hong's sneak attack on the road.
As for the things he did in Zongmenfang City, using the strengthened waste spiritual weapons in exchange for many benefits, he mentioned it in one sentence.
Lin Fan thought that Xuan Lingzi would use the sect rules to punish him.
Unexpectedly, Xuan Lingzi not only did not blame Lin Fan, but instead smiled appreciatively: "You are not very young, but you are very decisive in dealing with things. You have made me look good."
Lin Fan looked happy.
I thought that when I passed Xuan Lingzi's level, Xuan Lingzi frowned slightly.
"The methods of cultivating immortals are incomparable to others. Although you handled the matter of killing Zhang Hong properly, it is still difficult to guarantee that no one will know about it."
Lin Fan instantly felt dizzy.
He couldn't bear the crime of harming his fellow disciples.
Lin Fan, who was panicking, quickly looked at Xuan Lingzi: "Master, please save me!"
Seeing Lin Fan so nervous, Xuan Lingzi laughed.
"Killing people to seize treasures is very common in the world of immortality. Killing fellow sect members is also forbidden repeatedly."
"Even if someone exposes you for killing Zhang Hong, as long as your realm is high enough, will the sect care who dies?"
"Little boy, you have to remember. In the world of immortal cultivators, everything is based on strength."
Xuan Lingzi's words made Lin Fan feel the cruelty of the world of immortality again.
A human life is nothing in the eyes of a cultivator.
As long as the strength is strong enough, nothing is a problem.
After thinking about it in the blink of an eye, Lin Fan was inexplicably moved.
"I'm just a mortal. It's a blessing in life to meet Master. As long as Master lives up to me, I will definitely not live up to Master!" Lin Fan thought to himself.
At this moment, Xuan Lingzi's status in Lin Fan's heart suddenly improved a lot.
However, the matter of killing Zhang Hong has not yet been completely resolved, and Lin Fan is still worried.
"Master, what level do I need to reach so that the sect will not hold me accountable for killing my fellow sect members?"
"As long as you break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, how can the sect trouble an ordinary Qi-training stage elite disciple with a Foundation Establishment stage immortal cultivator?" Xuan Lingzi said.
When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately became energetic.
"I am now at the ninth level of Qi training. As long as I get first place in the sect competition, I will be rewarded with the Foundation Establishment Pill. With a little practice, I will have a chance to reach the Foundation Establishment stage."
"Breaking through to the foundation building stage is definitely a life-saving straw for me!"
Lin Fan muttered.
The desire in my heart to get the first place in the Qi Refining Period of the sect competition became more and more intense.
"It seems that in this sect competition, I have to get the first Foundation Establishment Pill reward in the Qi Refining Period!" Lin Fan thought to himself.
Seeing Lin Fan's serious expression, Xuan Lingzi smiled and comforted him again.
"You don't have to be too nervous about killing Zhang Hong. When the time comes, if someone really uses this as an excuse to embarrass you, won't you still have me, Master?"
"this……"
Lin Fan's eyes lit up.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that he was no longer alone in the Qixuan Sect.
Although Xuan Lingzi was as unreliable as ever in giving guidance on cultivation.
However, his care for himself was impeccable.
"Thank you, Master."
Lin Fan thanked him.
With Xuan Lingzi's support, Lin Fan was confident. Naturally, my energy and spirit have recovered a lot.
"There are still three days before the sect competition. You should go back and have a good rest. As for other things, we will talk about it later." Xuan Lingzi said with relief.
Lin Fan nodded.
The next moment, Xuan Lingzi waved his hand, and a breeze swept Lin Fan away from the top of Piaomiao Peak.
When he returned to the thatched cottage under Piao Miao Peak, Lin Fan couldn't wait to take out the trophies he had obtained from Zhang Hong.
Wow!
All the contents of the storage ring were poured out.
In addition to a dozen low-grade spiritual stones, there is only one medium-grade Yuan Yuan Dan.
Lin Fan shook his head when he saw the shabby status.
"As an elite disciple, I don't have more than 100 low-grade spirit stones on me. Fortunately, I was assigned to Piaomiao Peak, otherwise my situation would be worse than Zhang Hong's!"
Lin Fan sighed, but he was not disappointed.
Of course, in addition to these low-grade spirit stones, he also obtained a light gauze that is good at hiding and a top-grade small sword spirit weapon.
Even these two things are enough to make up for all of Lin Fan's losses.
At this moment, there are still three days before the sect competition.
Lin Fan has no intention of studying the use of the light gauze.
After putting the light gauze into the storage ring, he began to learn to control the black tortoise shield, the dragon flag, and Zhang Hong's top-grade small sword spirit weapon wholeheartedly.
As for strengthening the Qingning Mirror, Lin Fan only needs to put it into the copper bottle.
...
Improve my cultivation and don't know the years.
On this day, Lin Fan's cultivation has not yet ended.
A crisp bell sound suddenly rang above the Qixuan Gate.
Ding!
The sound was not very loud at first.
But as time went on, the sound became louder and louder.
It sounded like a dragon's roar.
In the Qixuan Sect, all the elders and disciples who were in seclusion were awakened.
They walked out of the secret room with a solemn look.
On the top of Piaomiao Peak, Xuan Lingzi also jumped down eagerly like a startled wild goose.
Seeing Lin Fan still standing there stupidly, Xuan Lingzi said anxiously.
"Little kid, what are you standing there for? This is the sound of the Qixuan Sect's Jinglong Bell. After three Jinglong Bell sounds, if you still can't get to Tianjian Peak to gather, no matter what the reason, no matter who you are, your cultivation will be abolished and you will be expelled from the sect. Go!"
