Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 176 Riot
The waiting time was not in vain. Lin Jian made hand gestures and used his true energy to seal a sound that was transmitted to the ears of the person present in the magic circle - the national teacher.

"Go to the kitchen, go alone, don't disturb too many people."

"What the hell?!" The Imperial Master, who suddenly received the message, was stunned and responded subconsciously, "In the forest? Where are you, kid? We've been seeing a lot of strange phenomena here!"

"I did... I just found some clues. Go to the scene and see if there is anything unusual."

"This..." The Imperial Master looked around in embarrassment and found that the big monks seemed to be staring at him very closely.

These people probably don't intend to let me run around until I am absolutely cleared of all charges.

"It's okay, I'll have the abbot give the order to take you out as well."

As he spoke, he looked towards the abbot in the forest, his meaning was quite clear.

Seeing the conversation between Lin Jian and the Imperial Preceptor, the abbot was filled with surprise. "Can the formation plate be used like this?"

Although the distance was not far, with his ability at the Nascent Soul stage, he could have transmitted sound through the air long ago.

But how could it be as convenient as using a formation plate like this? The most important thing is that there is no restriction on cultivation level, so it is much easier to control the situation.

Lin Jian was also surprised, "You don't know?"

"..." The abbot's face turned serious, "Of course I know..."

Of course it is mentioned in the tradition, but no one in the temple has mastered it for so long that it seems like a distant myth.

As he said this, he followed Lin Jian's instructions and sent out a voice transmission.

Delivered to the scene by the hands of the forest.

When the abbot discovered that his voice transmission was actually accepted by the temple's head monk who was in the Jindan stage and that the other party also responded, he could not help but marvel at the magic of the formation.

He stood there hesitantly for a moment, then leaned over and whispered, "Talk to me after this is over... well, I mean, let's exchange our experiences."

Lin Jian waved his hand and said, "Okay."

……

The Imperial Master, who received the message from the forest, whispered his purpose to the three people around him, and then his eyes met the eyes of the dean who received the message from the abbot.

When the two looked at each other, they knew that the other had received the secret order.

So they retreated tacitly and went to a corner where no one would notice them.

"How to say?"

"Take me to the incense kitchen in your temple."

……

Time slowly approached the appointed moment, and Lin Jian and the abbot were both concentrating on looking at the array sand table in front of them.

The abbot kept a close eye on the time and stared at the formation plate at the moment the hour of the Ox arrived, not wanting to miss even the slightest detail.

Sure enough, a dark purple-black color was hidden under the golden spiritual power running through the magic circle itself, like a small fish following under the body of a big fish, following the golden spiritual power and passing through every corner of the magic circle.

After the dark purple-black color passed through a full circle of the magic circle, the strange color quietly dissipated into nothingness.

Even Lin Jian and the abbot, who had been monitoring the formation, did not notice how this abnormality disappeared.

The national master who was observing on the scene also responded, "No abnormalities were found."

The abnormality did come from the Xiangji Kitchen, but just as its manifestation was concealed, even though they were on the ground, the Imperial Master and the Dean were unable to find any signs of abnormality.

"What should we do?" The abbot looked towards the woods and asked for help.

"Don't worry."

Now that we have found the target, we will never let it escape.

After saying this, he formed a hand seal and began to pour the spiritual energy of the magic circle into the kitchen. "There's movement, there's movement," the Imperial Master, who was present at the scene, immediately responded. "I see the same magic circle patterns appearing here as in the main hall in the front yard, but the color isn't as pure and shimmering as in the main hall; it's a bit darker. The shape is also unusual, like... like an egg?"

"I saw it." Lin Jian had no time to say more, his eyes fixed on the sky above the formation in front of him.

Under the repeated pulse impact, Xiangjichu's small external array structure could no longer withstand the impact of excessive spiritual power.

Showing its proper appearance on the array disk——

Countless silk threads came from the front yard, some from the Great Sun Demon Subduing Hall, some from the Pure World Glass Hall, and some from the Great Compassion Hall...

All the threads are intertwined and eventually all blend together.

The ends of the silk threads gathered at one point, entangled, and wrapped... Like a silkworm that continuously spit out silk, it wrapped itself with silk threads into an... egg?

……

"Oh no! They have discovered our lord's true identity!" Someone among the knights who were being held captive by the monks in the temple exclaimed in a low voice.

One of them rolled his eyes and suddenly began to wail and scream, "Help! Help! These monks want to kill us! They are the Demon Sect! The Demon Sect!"

As he spoke first, several figures in other directions began to shout like him and rushed out to attack the monks holding copper sticks.

"Help! They want to sacrifice us!"

"They have been trapping us here because they don't want us to discover the truth about their Mingguang Temple!"

"I was wondering why the temple couldn't open at night! It turns out they were secretly doing something shady! One of my brothers discovered their conspiracy and was killed!"

These people make up stories and create chaos.

Many of the "knights" present were already trapped in one place and not allowed to leave or move, which had caused some complaints. Now, when they heard all these chaotic sounds, some of them became a little panicked.

In addition, when someone around him rushed forward, he also followed suit.

The Demon Worshiping Sect disciples, along with the ignorant ordinary believers, attacked the temple monks' defenses while also making a move in secret.

One of them simply held a stick and tried to maintain order, all the while shouting, "These are all rumors! These are all rumors!"

As he was trying to clarify, he suddenly felt a chill in his waist and abdomen. He looked down blankly and found a shining dagger stuck in his waist.

And the owner of the dagger...was mixed in among the chaotic believers in front of him, and no trace could be found.

There was a sharp pain from the dagger, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.

He stumbled, his body falling backward weakly.

The other monks who were guarding these believers around them noticed something was wrong at the first moment, and what they saw was the shocking bloodstains.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior brother!"

The monk shouted, and one of them immediately rushed over, not forgetting his responsibility and growling, "Maintain order!"

"Yes!"

Seeing his fellow disciples being attacked and the believers in front of him continuing to attack without knowing how to control their severity, the monk, feeling the strain, unconsciously added a little true energy to his hands and pushed hard.

"Wow!"

The believers were pushed to the ground, and even the real believers among them began to shout in panic, "It's true! They really want to kill us!"

The reputation that Minguang Temple has built up over the past few days makes it difficult for most believers to easily abandon their faith.

However, the situation was almost out of control, and the rumors spread like wildfire, making it difficult for those who were originally skeptical to remain calm...

(End of this chapter)