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Following Elder Wang's instructions, everyone fell into deep thought, knowing that the sect's development and growth could not only rely on the universal treasure as an external force, but internal harmony and unity were the foundation.

Hong Huang was the first to break the silence and said, "Elder Wang, I believe that to enhance internal unity, we can start by strengthening emotional communication and cooperation among disciples. For example, regularly holding competitions within the sect will not only allow disciples to improve their skills through competition, but also promote mutual understanding and respect."

Lin Fan nodded in agreement, "That's a great idea. Furthermore, we could establish a reward mechanism to give generous rewards to disciples who excel in competitions and make outstanding contributions in collaborative missions. This would both motivate disciples to actively participate and make them feel that the sect recognizes and values ​​their efforts."

Yan Yi stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and then said, "We can also organize cross-generational master-disciple joint missions, allowing older disciples to work hand in hand with the younger generation. This way, younger disciples can learn from their elders' experience, and the elders can see the innovation and vitality of the younger ones, thus enhancing the emotional integration between different generations."

Ye Yu suggested, "We could build a sect cultural corridor to showcase the sect's history, the achievements of our ancestors, and the deeds of outstanding disciples. This would allow disciples to feel a strong sense of belonging and honor in the sect as they walk around, and always remember that they are members of the Wu Sect, shouldering the heavy responsibility of inheritance and development."

Everyone was talking at once, and the discussion became more and more in-depth. Elder Wang listened quietly on the side, a gratified smile on his face from time to time, and he was deeply satisfied with the growth and responsibility of this young generation.

In the following days, Wu Zong was bustling with activity.

Hong Huang buried himself in ancient books all day long, studying ways to break the restrictions of various formations. His room was piled with densely packed books. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he suddenly realized, and he kept recording his experiences and discoveries on paper.

Lin Fan led some of his disciples to build the Wan Neng Bao disciple communication platform based on previous discussions. They strived to achieve perfection in every aspect, from the platform's architectural design to the division of functional modules, from the protection of information security to the friendliness of the user interface.

After several days of hard work, a preliminary communication platform was finally built. Disciples began to register for trials and share their own cultivation experiences and insights. The communication atmosphere on the platform became increasingly active.

The rest of the people were not idle either. They ran around, communicating with the elders, deacons and core disciples in the sect to further improve the action plan and response strategy for going to Wuzong.

They have an in-depth understanding of the strengths and abilities of each disciple participating in the action, so that they can make the best use of everyone's talents and maximize the team's advantages when forming teams and assigning tasks.

At the same time, Ling Qingyue also took the initiative to integrate into Wuzong's preparations. Relying on her rich travel experience, she told the disciples about survival skills and ways to deal with dangers in different environments. Her explanations were vivid and the disciples benefited a lot.

As the departure date draws near, the preparations for the trip to Wuzong are gradually coming to an end. The information sharing on the Wannengbao communication platform has boosted the disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation. They continue to break through themselves through mutual learning and communication, and their overall strength has been significantly improved. The various preparations for the trip to Wuzong have also given everyone more confidence and strength.

After that, everyone started to go to Wuzong to live their own lives.

Every morning, Lin Fan would get up early and practice in the courtyard. He stood tall and straight, like a pine or a cypress, and spiritual energy flowed around him, shining brightly. Ye Yu would watch quietly from the side, her eyes full of admiration and concentration.

After Lin Fan finished his training, the two would walk together on the paths within the sect. They would discuss their training experiences, with Lin Fan explaining in simple terms the secrets of the movement of spiritual power, while Ye Yu would occasionally raise his own opinions and doubts. The two's thoughts would collide in the exchange, sparking sparks of wisdom.

Or they would share interesting things in life. Ye Yu would talk about a beautiful scenery he had discovered by chance, and Lin Fan would respond with a smile to the anecdotes he had seen in the library.

Lin Fan and Ye Yu joined hands to participate in the spiritual plant cultivation competition held by Wu Zong. They worked hard together in the spiritual field, carefully caring for each spiritual plant.

Lin Fan used his precise control over spiritual power to deliver just the right amount of nutrients to the spiritual plants, while Ye Yu, with her delicate perception, was able to keenly detect the subtle needs of the spiritual plants.

With their joint efforts, the spiritual plants they cultivated grew vigorously, blossomed with brilliant brilliance, and finally won excellent results in the competition. At that moment, they smiled at each other, with joy and pride rippling in their hearts.

The life of Hong Huang and Ling Qingyue is like a never-ending adventure, with every day full of novelty and excitement.

Within the Quwu Sect, stands a mysterious and ancient pagoda. This pagoda has gone through the vicissitudes of time and carries endless legends and mysteries.

It is said that it hides countless secrets and precious opportunities, but at the same time, it is also surrounded by powerful prohibitions and deadly dangers.

When Ling Qingyue accidentally learned the news, her brave and fearless heart was immediately ignited. Without hesitation, she made up her mind to go deep into the spirit tower to find out what was going on.

Hong Huang knew very well that the journey was difficult and dangerous, and he was really worried about letting her take the risk alone, so he decisively chose to accompany her and embark on this unknown journey together.

The moment you step into the Spirit Tower, a gloomy and strange aura hits you in the face, and the surroundings are filled with a spiritual fog as thick as substance, making your vision blurry and making it almost impossible to see the road ahead.

The two of them clung to each other, moving cautiously, each step full of alertness and vigilance.

At this moment, without any warning, waves of fierce psychic arrows came whistling from all directions. Faced with this sudden attack, Hong Huang reacted quickly. He suddenly raised the spear in his hand and danced like a whirlwind.

The spear flashed with cold light, forming an indestructible shield, blocking the dense rain of arrows and dropping them to the ground.

At the same time, Ling Qingyue was not idle. She closed her eyes and used her unique spiritual detection technique to try to sense the location of the mechanism that launched the rain of arrows.

A moment later, she suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed, "Over there!" Looking in the direction of her finger, she saw a strange light faintly coming out of a dark corner.

In the blink of an eye, Hong Huang's figure rushed out like a ghost. He was as light as a swallow and rushed to the corner in the blink of an eye. The spear in his hand drew a dazzling arc in the air and smashed towards the place where the suspected mechanism was with the force of thunder.

There was a loud bang, the mechanism was destroyed, and the rain of psychic arrows stopped abruptly.

As we go deeper, the scene becomes more and more shocking.

I saw a huge spiritual power vortex appearing in front of me, like the mouth of an abyss. It was spinning wildly, emitting a heart-pounding light and an extremely powerful suction force.

That force was like a black hole in the universe, seeming to ruthlessly devour everything around it.

Hong Huang stretched out his right hand without hesitation and tightly grasped Ling Qingyue's slightly weak little hand beside him. His face was solemn and he didn't dare to relax at all. The spiritual power in his body surged like a tide and was used to the extreme by him.

Ling Qingyue was not at all panicked. She closed her eyes, concentrated all her energy, and tried hard to mobilize the spiritual power hidden in her body.

Gradually, the two spiritual powers began to blend and entwine with each other, just like two nimble dragons converging and fusing, eventually forming an extremely powerful and indestructible combined force.

This combined force was like a shield shining with bright light, surrounding the two of them and resisting the terrifying suction from the vortex of spiritual power.

Despite this, the power of the vortex was still stronger than they could have imagined. Hong Huang and Ling Qingyue gritted their teeth and moved forward step by step. Each step forward required tremendous effort, but they never gave up.

As time passed, their clothes were soaked with sweat, but their steps became more and more firm.

Finally, after a long and thrilling struggle, they successfully broke through this terrifying vortex of spiritual power!

However, this is only one of many tests. The rest of the journey is still full of hardships and obstacles. However, Hong Huang and Ling Qingyue rely on their mutual trust and indomitable will to cut through the thorns and overcome numerous difficulties.

When they finally reached the deepest part of the Spirit Tower, a treasure chest emitting a mysterious aura appeared before their eyes. When they opened the treasure chest, a yellowed and worn ancient book - "Spiritual Codex" - lay quietly inside.

This book looks very old, but the runes and patterns engraved on its cover are still clearly visible, revealing a sense of solemnity.

Hong Huang gently turned the pages of the book and saw that it was densely packed with records of various profound and mysterious spiritual techniques, one of which was a powerful spiritual technique that had been lost for a long time.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel excited and quickly turned to look at Ling Qingyue who was also very excited.

The two smiled at each other, their eyes filled with unconcealable joy. They knew very well that this "Spiritual Codex" was a priceless treasure.

So, with this unexpected surprise, they hurried back to their residence and began to study day and night, hoping to understand the hidden mysteries as soon as possible.

During the practice, they encouraged and supported each other. When Ling Qingyue encountered a bottleneck in her spiritual power, Hong Huang would patiently guide her spiritual power and help her break through the difficulties.

When Hong Huang's understanding of spiritual arts deviates, Ling Qingyue will use her intelligent mind to analyze and explain it to him and correct his mistakes.

In the martial arts arena, Leng Feng held a long sword in his hand, his figure was as fast as the wind, his sword skills were fierce and sharp, and he was as majestic as a dragon emerging from the sea.

Every time the sword was swung, it was accompanied by a deafening sound of breaking through the air, as if it was going to tear the entire space apart.

And that sword style contains unparalleled powerful force, which is daunting.

Yan Yi fought back with his fists. His boxing style was strange and varied, like a snake moving around, erratic and unpredictable, making it impossible to predict the direction of his next move.

He was as light as a swallow, dodging left and right, and cleverly avoided Leng Feng's attack that was like a storm.

The two of them were going back and forth, refusing to give in to each other, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Leng Feng suddenly shouted, "Watch me use this wind-breaking slash!" As the words fell, the sword in his hand instantly turned into a flash of lightning and stabbed straight towards Yan Yi.

Wherever the tip of the sword passed, there was a sharp whistling sound, as if even the air was torn in two.

Faced with such a swift attack, Yan Yi remained calm and composed. He slightly turned his body and easily dodged the fatal sword. Then he swung his right hand violently, and a sharp fist whistled out, rushing straight towards Leng Feng.

At the same time, he didn't forget to tease: "Leng Feng, your move is not fast enough!"

In this fierce battle, the two not only tried their best to defeat each other, but also stopped from time to time to exchange combat experiences and skills with each other.

Leng Feng will tell Yan Yi in detail how he accurately grasped the fleeting opportunity in previous combat and launched a fatal blow.

Yan Yi would vividly describe how he cleverly used the surrounding terrain to deal with his opponents, and find the enemy's weaknesses to counterattack.

In this way, through repeated competitions, exchanges and learning, Leng Feng and Yan Yi's strength continued to improve, and their understanding of combat became more profound.

They know that only by continuous efforts can they remain invincible in this world full of crises and challenges.

In addition to daily exchanges and discussions, they often work together to meet various difficult tasks and challenges full of unknown dangers sent by non-sectarians.

I remember one time, the sect issued an order, ordering the two of them to go to the mysterious, deep and rarely visited spiritual mine cave in the back mountain to carry out an important mission - to completely eradicate the numerous and powerful spiritual beasts hiding in the cave.

When Leng Feng and Yan Yi stepped into the spiritual mine cave, a cold and damp air hit them. The cave was dimly lit, with jagged rocks and a rough and difficult path.

They walked side by side cautiously, weapons tightly gripped in their hands, their eyes scanning every corner around them vigilantly.

At this moment, without any warning, a dull sound was heard above my head.

In an instant, a giant rock beast as big as a hill suddenly fell from the sky, opened its bloody mouth, exposed its sharp fangs, and pounced towards them fiercely!

Faced with this sudden crisis, Leng Feng reacted quickly and drew his sword without hesitation. He flashed and rushed to the rock beast like a gust of wind. The long sword in his hand turned into a cold light and pierced straight into the vital part of its left eye with lightning speed.

At the same time, Yan Yi was not willing to be outdone. He moved his feet flexibly and instantly circled to the side of the rock beast.

He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and swung out a punch with a whistling sound, hitting the rock beast's thick and powerful leg joints.

For a moment, swords flashed and fists flew. The two men coordinated seamlessly, attacking and defending in an orderly manner.

Although the rock beast had thick skin and flesh and was extremely powerful, it gradually began to become overwhelmed and vulnerable under the close coordination of Leng Feng and Yan Yi.

After a thrilling and arduous battle, Leng Feng's last sharp sword move finally hit the rock beast's throat accurately, and the ferocious and brutal beast fell to the ground with a bang, splashing a cloud of dust.

At this point, the life-and-death battle finally came to an end, and Leng Feng and Yan Yi, relying on their deep mutual understanding and strong strength, once again successfully completed the difficult task assigned by the sect.