Alam Mandala
Sound of a disaster stopper
The disciples could not hold them back. If there were some core disciples who were in the Sect, then it would make it easier for the chiefs, but they were doing closed-door training, including Zhizhu.
In the sky the golden snows slowly began to thin, and the sunlight began to shine brightly. Spirits are everywhere.
Jun Hui made a protector for his students and for him to endure.
Although Hao Yu was the strongest person in the Sect, killing an immortal being like a spirit was extremely impossible for him. It was like going against the will of the heavens.
At some point everything survives.
Suddenly, there was the sound of Zhiter's passage very loud. Everyone looked towards the voice. Other beautiful passages are heard.
His voice was as beautiful as the sounds of spring and the little river water germic. There was no sadness, but there was only a graceful and difficult voice to guess.
Not long after, there appeared some holes in the doors of hell and heaven. From inside, hands appeared and pulled all the souls back. All souls are frightened. Finally the last soul was captured. The doors of heaven and hell finally closed and disappeared. Then Zhiter's voice stopped.
Jung Hui stared at this incident with awe and astonishment. The one who did so was definitely not an indiscriminate person, he was definitely at the master level. And the scroll he studied was a high-level scroll or perhaps even more so, as it was capable of sealing those souls.
The disciples and the elders finally heaved a sigh of relief. They finally survived this incident. Despite the heavy casualties, at least all were completed and there were some survivors.
The sun was finally shining brightly again with an amazing blue sky. People looked at him with gratitude and enjoyed the new sunlight.
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On a distant cliff, a woman dressed in dark blue stopped her two fingers to play Zhiter. He lifted his face and enjoyed the sunlight. A soft smile appeared on her beautiful lips. The blowing wind played its long black hair. And the light of the sun shone upon his face, as if he had obtained a gift.
Bing Jiazhi walked to the edge of the cliff. “Thank you Wei Qixuan.”
“You don't have to thank sir, it's thanks to you, until I become like this. Is there anything else you want?”
“No.”
“Then, Wei Qixuan, please part.”
Bing Jiazhi nodded.
Wei Qixuan stood up and went to take her Zhiter. Bing Jiazhi turned to look at the adult woman. It turned out that the scroll that he thought was useless at that time was able to make the woman become like this. He regretted giving it away for free to him. However, thanks to that too, this matter was finally resolved.
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Liang came after Wei Qixuan left, he slightly glanced at the mature woman, hoping to get her attention, but the woman did not care about him.
He rushed over to Bing Jiazhi who was standing behind him.
Liang felt astonished, how could Bing Jiazhi recover this quickly and be able to go to Wei Qixuan's house and order her. Surprisingly again, the woman sincerely did so. Even more surprised, Wei Qixuan was able to do well, which even the Tao Gong sect itself was unable to do. He deserves to be respected, but it is very strange that he would be sincerely ordered by Bing jiazhi.
Bing Jiazhi said calmly, “Are you offended by what I said?”
Liang silently briefly recalled it, then said, “What am I offended for? I'm just passing by for you, I don't deserve to be offended. Anyway, it signifies if I'm weak.”
“I did not expect, now your real body is coming before me.”
“What will you do?” Liang suspected.
“Nothing. Just wanted to know your identity. You have known my identity, now is the time I want to know about you.”
Liang fell silent. A gentle breeze blew away a few strands of her hair. “I can't.”
“I understand.”
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Hao Yu stood in front of his house. Not long after that Xue Ni came to him. Hao yu hurriedly asked, “How about it?”
“She is fine, now she has fallen asleep.”
“This is all my fault, I should have taken good care of it.”
“Despite whether it was your fault or not, everything has passed.”
“You're right. I won't do it again.”
Xue Ni nodded and smiled. Then he suddenly heard Zhiter chanting from a distance. His voice was very small, and only he could hear it.
Hao yu was silent for a while before finally asking, “Are you going to go again?”
Xue Ni understood what Hao yu wanted. Ever since they got married, they rarely spoke and did not live like a family. The longer it went, they ended up becoming strangers who never met. Hao Yu certainly wants a peaceful and normal life just like any other family. But Xue Ni chose not to care. “I'll go.”
“When?”
“After the boy doesn't need me anymore and you too.”
Hao Yu was surprised. “I want you to be by my side a few days.”
Xue Ni nodded. He then walked away, but Hao Yu asked and stopped him. “Where are you going?”
“I want to meet someone.”
Xue Ni then left from there.
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After leaving for a while, Xue Ni finally found out where the voice came from. He is now standing in front of one of the houses owned by the residents. Yellow light filled the room of the house in front of him. He walked and opened the door.
There, Wei Qixuan had been sitting gracefully in front of Zhiter. He stopped his fingers after feeling the presence of Xue Ni and slowly raised his face to a gentle look. His long black hair had been allowed to unravel.
“welcome, master.”
Beside Wei Qixuan, there was an open window that showed a view of the village filled with people. Xue approached him and asked without turning her head, “Why did you call me?”
“This has something to do with your son.”
“What relationship?”
“I want to make him my student.”
Xue Ni turned around and looked at Wei Qixuan seriously. With Wei Qixuan's qualifications, he was certainly worthy of being a teacher to his son. However he did not know Wei Qixuan's identity yet and what his goal was to choose Xue Yan as his disciple.
Although everyone knew the cause of the disaster was Xue Yan, it was certainly not the only reason. The strength that was within Wei Qixuan's body was no weaker than her. If Xue Ni wanted to, she could train Xue Yan herself, but of course if her son didn't like it, he shouldn't force it.
“I'll consider it.”
Suddenly the wind hit Wei Qixuan's left cheek and Xue Ni was no longer there. He stood up and went to the side of the window. “What do you doubt?”
“If it wasn't me who sent the letter, you wouldn't have been able to help your son. You should have accepted it in return for your bud.”
