The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

The sect seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze, and every corner was filled with a tense and uneasy atmosphere. Lin Feng looked at the anxious faces of the people in the sect, and his determination became more and more firm. He knew that if he continued to wait passively in this predicament, the sect would be doomed. So he decided to take the initiative to uncover the veil of the mysterious organization.

One quiet morning, Lin Feng summoned several core disciples to meet secretly in a remote hut. The light in the room was dim, and Lin Feng's face looked particularly serious under the weak candlelight.

"This operation is full of dangers, everyone must be careful. This is not only for the survival of the sect, but also for the justice in our hearts." Lin Feng's voice was low and powerful, and his eyes swept across the faces of each disciple in turn.

"Brother Lin, we are not afraid. Even if we have to go through fire and water, we must find out the mastermind behind the scenes and give the sect peace!" A young but firm-eyed disciple spoke first, clenching his fists, his face full of determination.

The other disciples also nodded and echoed in unison: "Yes, we swear to live and die with the sect!" Their voices echoed in the small space, full of fearless courage.

Lin Feng nodded slightly, with a touch of emotion in his eyes: "Okay, then we will set off immediately. Remember, keep a low profile and don't attract unnecessary attention."

Everyone changed into ordinary plain clothes, cleverly hid their weapons under their clothes, and quietly left the sect. They walked along the winding mountain road, avoiding the bustling towns and main roads, and chose to shuttle through those rarely traveled paths. Along the way, Lin Feng always remained vigilant and observed every move around him.

In a remote town, the lively market was bustling with people. Lin Feng and his group carefully blended in, seemingly bargaining with the vendors casually, but in fact they were secretly paying attention to the conversations of the people around them, hoping to catch a clue related to the mysterious organization.

In an inconspicuous place on the corner of the street, they found a strange old man. The old man was in ragged clothes, with messy gray hair. He sat on a stone on the street, his eyes were cloudy, and he was mumbling to himself. Lin Feng's heart moved, and his intuition told him that the old man might know something.

He walked up, bowed respectfully to the old man, and said: "Old man, we are just travelers passing by here. We want to ask you something. No offense."

The old man raised his head and looked at Lin Feng and others with his cloudy eyes. He did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and continued to mutter to himself.

Lin Feng did not give up, and said sincerely again: "Old man, our sect is facing a huge crisis. If we don't find out the truth, I'm afraid that the sect will suffer. If you know something, please help us."

The old man was silent for a long time, and the noise around him seemed to stop at this moment. Finally, he slowly said: "Young man, this is not something you can provoke. The forces behind it are complicated and far-reaching, and you can't contend with them."

Lin Feng was shocked, but he was not frightened by the old man's words. Instead, he was more determined to find out the truth: "Old man, we are not afraid of danger. If we can't solve the problems for the sect, we will have a guilty conscience in this life. Please tell us what you know."

The old man sighed, with a trace of helplessness and pity in his eyes. He lowered his voice and said: "This organization is very hidden, and they are secretly manipulating many shameful activities. It is said that they have inextricable ties with some dignitaries in the court, and the interests behind them are intertwined."

Lin Feng and others were shocked when they heard this. They originally thought it was just a grudge in the rivers and lakes, but they didn't expect it to involve dignitaries in the court. But they did not back down because of this, but instead became more determined to uncover the truth.

"Old man, do you know their specific whereabouts or any iconic features?" Lin Feng continued to ask.

The old man shook his head: "I only know this much. I can't tell you more. You can do whatever you want."

Lin Feng thanked the old man and left with his disciples. Although the information he gained was limited, it also pointed out a new direction for their investigation.

At the same time, Su Yao, who stayed in the sect, was not idle either. She knew that improving the strength of the sect's disciples was the key to dealing with the crisis. On the wide training ground, Su Yao stood in front of a group of disciples with a serious look.

"Everyone should work harder. The crisis we are facing is unprecedentedly severe. Only when we are strong can we stand firm in this storm and protect our homes and loved ones." Su Yao's voice was crisp and loud, echoing over the training ground.

The disciples lined up neatly, their clothes were already soaked with sweat, but no one was tired, and no one complained. Every movement, every breath, was full of concentration and determination.

"One, two, three, punch!" Su Yao personally demonstrated a new set of spells, with smooth and powerful movements.

The disciples followed her rhythm, imitated her seriously, and shouted slogans, their voices resounding through the sky.

"Pay attention to the concentration and release of spiritual power, and make your mind move as you wish, and do it in one go!" Su Yao kept shuttling among the disciples, correcting their movements and imparting her own insights and experience.

The head of the sect embarked on the arduous road of seeking external assistance. He carried a simple bag and ran non-stop between various friendly sects.

On the top of a towering mountain, the head of the sect met the head of another sect. The mountain wind was howling, and the head of the sect's clothes fluttered in the wind.

"My old friend, this crisis is not just a matter for our sect. If we allow the mysterious organization to do evil, the martial arts world will be in chaos. You should understand the principle of "the lips and the teeth are cold." The head of the sect spoke earnestly.

The head of the sect stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and said after thinking for a moment: "I already know your intention, but this matter is of great importance. I need to discuss it with the elders of the sect."

The head of the sect was anxious, but he also knew that he couldn't push too hard: "Okay, I hope my old friend can give me an answer as soon as possible. Time is running out and we can't afford to delay."

After several days of waiting, some sects finally expressed their willingness to provide help and fight the crisis together. This made the head of the sect's tired face show a gratified smile.

Lin Feng and his team gradually got more clues in their investigation outside. When passing through a quiet valley, they accidentally learned from a Jianghu person who lived in seclusion there that the mysterious organization was doing something unspeakable in a very hidden stronghold.

"It is said that there is a strict guard there, and there are many masters guarding it." The Jianghu person reminded.

Lin Feng frowned, thought for a moment and said, "Let's not act rashly, go back and discuss countermeasures."

When they returned to the sect without stopping and informed everyone of the situation in detail, a heated discussion immediately broke out in the sect.

"We can send people to monitor the stronghold first to understand their movement patterns and personnel deployment." An experienced disciple suggested.

"But we must also prevent them from being discovered and alerting the enemy. Once exposed, we may lose all our previous efforts." Another thoughtful disciple added.

Su Yao pondered for a moment and said, "At the same time, we must continue to improve the sect's fortifications. Set up more spell restrictions and traps at key locations to prevent them from taking the opportunity to attack our base camp."

The head nodded and said, "Everyone has a point. We must act cautiously. Every decision is related to the survival of the sect."

After an in-depth discussion, they finally formulated a detailed and comprehensive plan. Some disciples were responsible for disguising themselves and monitoring the mysterious stronghold without being discovered; some disciples stayed in the sect to strengthen the construction of fortifications and patrol; and some disciples took the time to practice, ready to respond to the fierce battle that might break out at any time.

In the following days, everyone was busy in a tense and orderly manner. The disciples in charge of monitoring stayed in a secret place near the stronghold day and night. They endured the bites of mosquitoes and bad weather conditions and dared not slack off.

Finally, one evening, the disciples in charge of monitoring hurried back to the sect and brought an important news.

"They seem to be preparing to transport a batch of important things in three days. It is not clear what it is, but judging from their nervousness, this batch of things must be extraordinary." The disciple who was monitoring said with a heavy breath.

A trace of decisiveness flashed in Lin Feng's eyes: "This is our chance, we must stop them! We can't let this batch of things fall into their hands, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

The sect immediately took action and made the final preparations. The weapons were sharpened, the spells and talismans were drawn in large quantities, and the fortifications were also checked and reinforced.

Everyone knows that a fierce battle is coming, but they are not afraid at all. They are full of courage and determination, vowing to fight the mysterious organization to defend the dignity of the sect and the justice of the world...