Chapter 2568: Clean up the mess

There are still some disciples who not only do not show despair on their faces, but are helping other disciples around them to restore their emotions, so that they do not look at everything in a pessimistic manner.
It's just a pity that such disciples are only a minority in the crowd, and most of them are either indifferent or desperate.
Although the square was sealed by the enchantment, when the surrounding elders and inner disciples saw the abnormality of the square, they all reacted and hurried to the edge of the square.
First, they tested the enchantment seal on the square, and found that the enchantment could not be broken by external force, and they immediately fixed their eyes on the three people who arranged the formation in mid-air.
Just as these people were about to make a move, Murong Kun's voice suddenly rang through the entire Solipsism like a bell.
"Stop it, my cultivator is the only one who can't kill each other with the same sect. Is it possible that you forget it!"
Murongkun's cold voice came from the sky, and then he saw Murongkun slowly flying down from the flying boat, landing next to a kind of inner disciple and elder below.
"Deputy Sect Master? Why did you get off the flying boat, and you said that those three people are disciples of my so-called sect. How could this be possible? Those three are obviously monks from Hanzhou? Is it possible that the sect is only in my sect? Hanzhou also founded the sect and recruited Hanzhou's monk disciples?"
Looking at the confused look of the inner disciple who asked him, Murong Kun nodded after being silent for a moment.
"If you understand this way, it's okay. Anyway, those three people are indeed disciples of the sect. You will soon understand what's going on."
Zhang Yifeng shook his head helplessly as he looked at the manners of the many disciples who were gathered in the square and separated from the outside world by the enchantment of the New Entrance of the So-I-Zong.
Among this group of monks, Zhishen hadn't chanted the Buddha's words yet, and this group of people began to show the appearance of sentient beings, and most of them were so ugly and unbearable.
After a sigh, Zhang Yifeng silently nodded to Zhishen. Zhishen nodded when he saw the situation, and then Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen flew from the flying boat.
After looking at the three Mahayana monks who had arranged the formation, and nodding their heads to each other, Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen entered the enchantment, and then landed in front of the stone statue on the Chuan Gong Square.
Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen were too lazy to talk nonsense, and these disciples were also busy doing their own things, and did not notice the fall of Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen.
In the next second, Zhishen's hands slightly displayed the Buddha's ceremony, and then a phantom of the golden Buddha statue appeared behind Zhishen.
As Zhishen continued to recite Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, all the monks present felt their minds calm, and gradually stopped their movements and sat down cross-legged in a unified manner.
In the next second, everyone felt a sense of peace in their hearts, and finally slowly closed their eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Upon seeing this, Zhishen's philosophy of Buddhist scriptures chanted suddenly changed, from the original plain Buddhist language to an angry Buddhist language.
Immediately, there were many monks present who were affected by the Buddha's words, and their faces showed hideous expressions.
However, there are still many monks who still maintain the appearance of talents, and they still have that dull look.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng silently wrote down the faces of these disciples, and at the same time nodded slightly.
From this point of view, there are still a lot of disciples with good temperaments, but they may be a little less timid.
Among these dull monks, many were monks who had just been frightened and fell to the ground.
Looking at the wisely used methods in the enchantment, Murong Kun on the side raised his eyelids slightly, which could affect so many monks, and the buddha invited by the suzerain was not low in strength.
After thinking about it, Murong Kun nodded silently, but looking at the hideous expressions on the faces of many disciples in this square, Murong Kun's complexion was suddenly dark.
These disciples were all newly recruited disciples during his reign. As a result, it seemed that most of the disciples had poor temperaments, which naturally made Murong Kun's complexion not getting better.
The disciples and elders of the inner sect on the side looked astonished at everything that happened in the enchantment.
Suddenly, an elder pointed at Zhang Yifeng in the barrier and shouted in surprise.
"Sect Master, isn't that the Sect Master?!"
"What? Sovereign!"
This shouting can be regarded as attracting the attention of other people. They were originally observing Zhishen and lamenting the profoundness of Zhishen's Dharma.
As a result, I didn't expect that the person next to Zhishen was Zhang Yifeng, their only suzerain master of our sect.
The eyes of everyone immediately showed surprises. Originally, the Sect Master had been missing for more than a month, and they all felt that the Sect Master must have been in danger.
"By the way, go and notify the Spirit Realm Fairy. The Sect Master is back. I definitely want to see the Spirit Realm Fairy the first time."
An elder hurriedly recovered and ordered the inner disciple next to him.
This disciple hurriedly responded when he heard the words, and then flew up and rushed towards the Zongmen Pianyuan where the fairy realm lived.
Finally, after a while, under Zhishen's Buddhist words and Zhang Yifeng's unforgettable ability, the nature of this group of disciples was seen by Zhang Yifeng.
And this group of new beginner disciples fainted on the spot after Zhishen's torture of Buddhism for a while.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Yifeng only used his aura to help the group of disciples with good-centered nature, and these disciples woke up as soon as the aura in his hand flicked.
Seeing these disciples waking up, Zhang Yifeng nodded kindly to them, and then motioned them to go aside.
At the same time, Zhang Yifeng informed the three Mahayana monks above that the enchantment could be lifted.
The three monks above heard the words and hurriedly lifted the formation in their hands, and immediately saw the barrier between the square and the outside world slowly dissipating in the air.
The formation dissipated, and the elders and inner disciples who had been waiting outside for a long time also rushed into the square.
As soon as the enchantment disappeared, Murong Kun led everyone all the way to Zhang Yifeng, kneeling down one after another.
"I have seen the lord of the suzerain!"
Zhang Yifeng nodded in satisfaction, then raised his hand to indicate that several people can stand up.
"I’m not here for just over a month, but you have done so many things for me. Didn’t I tell you? Even when I’m away, recruiting disciples will have to choose the best. These Disciples of xinxing, I really don’t know how you recruited them into the ego sect."
Murong Kun had just told a few elders and these inner disciples about what Zhang Yifeng had encountered before. At this time, they all showed shame on their faces, and they did not dare to look up at Zhang Yifeng's face.