Chang Wanfa and Qiuqianjian looked at Gu Fenghua with envy in their eyes. Based on their knowledge, of course they know that with these three innate holy spirit roots, Gu Fenghua not only improves his cultivation speed several times, but also hits the bottleneck more easily. It is not surprising that they are even comparable to several sage kings.
Thinking that the Nanli Sect would give birth to a peerless powerhouse who could keep pace with the Holy King, the two blushed with excitement and trembled all over their bodies. In fact, Gu Fenghua is not considered a disciple of Nanli Sect, but didn't she admit it herself? Besides, for the sisterhood between her and Luo Enen, what does it matter if she is a disciple of Nanli Sect?
However, thinking about the strength of their own pseudo-sages, the two of them looked sad again. No matter how strong others are, it is still other people's business in the end. My own way of cultivation has already come to an end, not to mention the future, even now, I can only look up to Gu Fenghua.
"Two elders, do you still remember what I said last time?" Gu Fenghua asked.
"Fenghua, you mean, about condensing the Holy Soul Orb!" Chang Qiu and the two asked excitedly, their eyes lit up.
When Gu Fenghua mentioned this matter last time, both of them were so excited that they couldn't keep up their minds, but in the next few days, Gu Fenghua didn't mention a word, and the two gradually understood that even if there was a way to condense the Holy Soul Orb, it would still be possible. It's not that easy, Gu Fenghua's words are more of a comfort, so his thoughts gradually fade away.
Now that Gu Fenghua brought up this matter again, it is obviously not as simple as just talking casually.
"The two elders follow me." Gu Fenghua said and walked deep into the valley.
The technique of the Holy Soul and Xuantian requires extremely high spiritual thoughts, so it is better to find a quiet place.
In the distance, the fat monk was still pulling Ye Wuse to check his wounds, obviously he was very precious to this disciple. Ye Wuse's current cultivation is all thanks to him. As Ye Wuse's best friend, Gu Fenghua and the others are grateful to him, so they didn't bother their master and apprentice.
Of course, others are so focused on their precious apprentices now that they don't have time to pay attention to them, and they don't even have time to pay attention to them¡ªthis love and care moved Gu Fenghua and the others even more.
Soon, a group of people came to the depths of the valley.
The cool spring water flows out from the crevices of the rocks, confluences into streams, meanders through the valley, and seeps into the ground after two or three miles. The water mist in the stream is hazy, but the shore is picturesque with flowers and plants, just like the fairyland in the legend.
"This is the place where the master of the Qingshuang Sword Sect practiced in the past. It is the most peaceful place." Seeing things and thinking about people, Lin Zhentang looked sad, and when he thought of something, he knelt down in front of Gu Fenghua again, "Thank you, Gu Fenghua." Uncle Master has avenged the Qingshuang Sword Sect, and the Sect Master and all the elders can finally smile at Jiuquan."
"This kindness and this virtue, this disciple will never forget it. If Master Gu orders me, I will die!" The other two former disciples of the Qingshuang Sword Sect also bowed down, tears streaming from their eyes.
"The ancestor of Mangshan did a lot of unrighteous things. I am doing justice for the heavens. You don't have to perform this great ceremony. Now that the big revenge has been avenged, don't think too much about the past." Gu Fenghua helped a few people up, but they couldn't help it. The trace reminded a few people.
Lin Zhentang and the others all showed shame. How could they fail to understand Gu Fenghua's implication? Anyway, they are all disciples of Nanli Sect now, and they are always thinking about what the Qingshuang Sword Sect's revenge for destroying the sect will be like. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com