章 125: The Unhappy Royal Concubine Hu

The ringing bell was very pleasing to the ears, and its sound was as good as the zither music that was played at the Plum Meeting that day. Moreover, the ringing bell had its special benefit, offering the listeners a peace of mind. The air around the plum forest had turned tranquil, like the ripples on a lake being smoothed by an invisible hand. In addition to giving out peace of mind, the ringing bell had also expelled the residual energy of the formations, vanishing without a trace.

It was apparent that these formations had been forcefully disabled by the highly achieved practitioners of the Hanging-bell Sect; it meant that someone had already forced their way into the garden.

Since the Hanging-bell Sect and the Green Mountain Sect had a friendly relationship for generations, Zhao Layue was worried about the safety of that person. She reached out and grabbed Jing Jiu's hands, and they rose up on the sword.