You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 911: Blame? Not the shit pot!

Suddenly, countless spiritual lights lit up the mountain at night, and many disciples walked into the mountain to look for the source of the strange noise.

However, there was nothing they could do. The shrill, ghostly sounds came from all directions, like the wailing of a mountain god. After a night of unsuccessful attempts, they thought the ghosts would disappear during the day. However, perhaps the ghosts were too powerful, and the shrill wailing continued for a long time, even during the day. The disciples from the outer sect who came to take up the task were frightened by the horrible cries, and they accepted the task without thinking and left in a hurry.

As the news spread, the rumors became more and more outrageous. Everyone believed that there was a peerless female ghost suppressed under Xuan Ge Peak and that the seal would be broken soon. For a time, people were in panic.

This commotion eventually caused Zhong Baixuan to come out of seclusion again. The disciples who came to report him were all frightened by him. His eyes were red, his face was dazed, and he was extremely thin. In a few days, he might really become a ghost.

"Peak Master, please forgive me. I haven't rested or practiced for several days. I've been patrolling the mountains with the disciples below me all day, but to no avail. All those ghostly howlings seem to come from all directions, and I can't find any trace of them... Furthermore, as rumors spread, all the disciples have avoided them. The entire sect is in a state of panic, and the rumors are becoming more and more outrageous. If this continues, I'm afraid no one from Xuan Ge Peak will come to take on the mission!"

To Zhong Baixuan, this meant that the outer sect was going to be ruined!

Knowing the urgency of the situation, Zhong Baixuan pondered: Is there a sect that can no longer hold back? Is it trying to test the waters this way? Or is there a secret here that I'm unaware of?

But soon, Zhong Baixuan gave up this idea. Bing Zun was still there, and those people's little tricks could not escape his eyes; and the Baili Mountain where the Yuling Sect was located were all carefully selected and transplanted by the craftsmen of the Xianxing Chamber of Commerce, so there could be no secrets!

Zhong Baixuan was completely bewildered. The more he thought about it, the more outrageous everything seemed. However, he also felt vaguely familiar with it, as if he had encountered such a situation of destroying the sect before.

Scratching his head, Zhong Baixuan felt that it was becoming more and more familiar. An event came to his mind, but he couldn't say it no matter what. His face turned red and he looked like a madman.

The disciples waiting for orders below were dumbfounded. What was going on? Was he possessed by that female ghost? Could it be that the peak master had been controlled by that female ghost?

He quietly retreated to the back, slipping away in an instant, shouting: "Oh no! The Peak Master is possessed by a female ghost, someone come~~~~"

The voice faded away, and it was Zhong Baixuan's turn to be stunned. Possessed, female ghost, me?

I do not know how?

Zhong Baixuan was also a smart person. He immediately realized that his disciple had misunderstood, and he also immediately remembered the name that he had been unable to say.

Ji Changqing, you are a disgrace to the sect, you are a disaster! !

Zhong Baixuan felt a tightness in his chest and was about to spit out a mouthful of blood. He knew that his disciple had misunderstood, but that big mouth had already run away. He thought that the entire mountain knew that he was possessed by a female ghost. How could Zhong Baixuan tolerate such a huge blame being put on him?

He was just about to roll his eyes and kick his legs to say hello to grandma.

Zhong Baixuan, who had met the wrong person, was physically and mentally hurt. He staggered out of the door and staggered towards somewhere on the mountain path.

But before he could take any action, he was surrounded by the disciples who had heard the letter, their eyes full of murderous intent.

"Hey, listen to me, it's not me, I know who it is, come with me quickly! I will take you to find the culprit!" Zhong Baixuan hurriedly explained, but the disciples did not move at all, instead looked at Zhong Baixuan with strange eyes.

Seeing that no one responded, Zhong Baixuan became angry: Why are you all looking at me? Make way!

A disciple from the Southern Territory, now promoted to an elder, stepped forward and said, "Big Brother, don't blame me and these disciples. We simply can't give way. Look at you now, with your hair disheveled, your body hunched over, and your temper flaring. Nothing seems right. Let us take you to the Sect Master. If you're sick, you need treatment. If you don't, it will only get worse."

Zhong Baixuan was so angry that his nose was crooked. Finally, he couldn't help but curse, "Asshole, I was born with a noble body, how could I be invaded by evil spirits? I'm just angry. Trust me this time, I will take you to find the real culprit of all this."

Everyone looked at each other. Zhong Baixuan looked like a madman. Seeing the clear thoughts in Zhong Baixuan's eyes, the elder hesitated, and finally agreed through gritted teeth: "Big Brother, we will go with you to take a look. But if the culprit you mentioned is not there, then please come with us to the Venerable. After all, the sooner the treatment, the sooner the peace of mind..."

Zhong Baixuan gritted his teeth, knowing his own absurdity and the distrust of others, but he had no choice but to agree: OK!!!

A large group of monks followed the crowd and headed towards Changqing, which was quite spectacular.

When they arrived, there was only a pond, surrounded by lush spiritual grass and a beautiful scene. The cultivators looked over and realized that this was the place designated for Zhong Baixuan to practice cultivation, but looking around, there was no sign of anyone.

Zhong Baixuan's face turned blue and red, and he became even more anxious because of his already angry posture. At this moment, he seemed to be having an epileptic seizure, twitching wildly. If he really had to take the blame for this, his reputation in the Yuling Sect would be ruined.

No, we absolutely can't let this shit fall on us! With that resolve, a majestic aura blew along the ground toward the entire shore of the pond. The spiritual grass shook its head slightly and lowered its head. Everyone stared at the water nervously, as if a great terror was about to emerge.

But—tens of breaths passed, and there was no movement. Cold sweat oozed from Zhong Baixuan's forehead, and his lips turned pale. He expanded his search range, exerting immense force. The spiritual herbs fell in patches, and the ground was nearly blown away. But alas, there was no trace of human presence.

Not wanting to be thought of as a madman, Zhong Baixuan kept shaking his head: "How is this possible? Impossible, absolutely impossible!" A bright ball of light condensed in his hand, and he shouted coldly: "Search!"

It turned out that he had taken out his most powerful secret technique of pursuit. Countless spiritual lights spread out from the light ball and condensed into a giant spiritual silk net, covering all the plants and trees nearby. Zhong Baixuan narrowed his eyes and explored carefully, but soon looked at everyone guiltily, still nothing!

No amount of explanation will help at this moment, the only thing to do is - run!

He took a slight step and was about to transform into a green rainbow, but the elder beside him was originally a member of Zhong Baixuan's team and naturally understood his character. He quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes and pulled him down: "Big Brother, your actions are unworthy of the style of the former Big Brother of Yuling Sect. Better come with us to see the Sect Master."

When Zhong Baixuan's face was filled with despair, he suddenly felt something coming from his magic. As the spiritual thread sank to the bottom of the lake, he suddenly discovered something was wrong. He was immediately overjoyed: "I know where he is, you guys follow me!!"

But several elders held him down tightly, and he was about to run away just now, but now it seems that it was just an excuse to escape.

You!… Zhong Baixuan felt his chest constrict completely. Were these elders truly trying to pin the blame on him? Suddenly, his aura was no longer concealed, erupting with a bang, pushing the men aside. He took three steps at a time, plunging his head into the pool of water.