Fairy Winner

　　　　 time passed half a month.

　　 Zhou Shu lay stiffly, like a living dead.

　　 His vitality was completely broken, and the things he couldn't cultivate have spread. Many of the disciples he had made with him in the past have disappeared, and they have never visited him.

　　 It's the fact that a few spiteful disciples have visited it several times on weekdays, and in those eyes, there is a completely undisguised triumphant look, as if all the usual depression has been vented.

　　 Zhou Shu can feel these, but doesn't care.

The green shirt floated by, and Liu Yu walked to the bed with a lot of apologies in his eyes, "The Jiuyunsha has been refined. Although the quality is a bit close to the fifth rank, it is also strong enough, and Zheng Leimen will definitely not please. After Zheng Leimen's affairs are over, I will return to Xianfang City to seek revenge for Na Luoming as a teacher."

　　 Zhou Shu was shocked. This was something he was particularly worried about. It actually happened.

　　 The fifth-order magic weapon, and the magic weapon less than the fifth-order, but the difference between the two concepts is not one point, it is very likely that Wuwangmen will lose at this point.

　　 All losers.

　　 He wanted to remind, but he couldn't speak or make any movements.

　　 "Apprentice, wait a long time. After you teach in the Golden Core Realm, you will travel all over Dongsheng Prefecture to find the elixir to repair your Qi and you will be well."

　　 Liu Yuzhen whispered a few words, and then left with deep thoughts.

　　 There are indeed elixir for repairing vital energy in the world of cultivating immortals, but the difficulty of obtaining them is far from what Liu Yuzhan can do, and even if there is no mistake, it is impossible to do it.

　　 Not long after, another figure leaned over, holding a bunch of silver tail fish that was roasted brown.

　　 "Hey, Zhou Shu, I am going to grill the fish next time. How can I cook it alone?"

　　 The grilled fish rubbed Zhou Shu's nose, and Zhou Shu's face was stained with the fragrant fish oil.

　　 Yang Hei tore off a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, "Zhou Shu, you get better soon. You will not have a good life if you can't see you."

　　 Yang Hei muttered for a while.

He suddenly stood up and said loudly, "What the outside said, qi pulses are broken and cannot be cultivated, geniuses become waste materials, those are all shit! I am not qualified, and I have two hundred qi pulses? It depends on you to teach me , I can do this, can you be worse than me? Even if you don't have a vitality, you can still practice, right?"

　　 "Even if you can't cultivate, you still have the master, and me, as long as I'm still in the wrong way, I will never let you be bullied!"

　　 Yang Hei dropped a heavy sentence, turned and left.

　　 Although Zhou Shu could not speak, there was a sudden warmth in his heart.

　　 Making friends is not in strength, but in character. Strength can be practiced, but character cannot be changed. At the beginning, he taught Yang Hei the mentality he had deduced, which was indeed the most correct decision.

　　 "Why would I want you to protect? Don't worry, Yang Hei, I will be the same in the future." He muttered silently, with a slight smile.

　　Even if he can't move his body, he won't waste time. Every day he deduces and uses up his spiritual knowledge.

　　As a direct disciple, Tianyunfeng’s Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is completely open to him. Since getting started, he has read a lot of classics, these classics are firmly in his heart, will not forget.

　　 He calculated and deduced back and forth to find a new way from these classics, a way to protect himself and develop growth.

　　Before the Qi channel recovers, his spiritual power is destined to be pitiful, and it is difficult to even cast the magic tricks normally, but he knows that the cultivator does not have to rely on the casting.

　　 Xiuxian, he will never give up.

　　 In the middle of the three peaks, Wenxindian.

　　The hall is as high as several tens of feet, covering a very wide area. The golden tiles gleamed with dazzling light, and the dark red wooden walls remained immortal for thousands of years, revealing a deep and long sense of weight.

　　 There is a pure black golden nanmu plaque hanging at the door, which reads the four characters "Ask from the Heart".

　　 There are many cultivators gathered in the hall. The Three Peaks Peak Master is among them, and there are more than 30 disciples of the foundation building realm, and a black-clothed old man stands in the middle.

　　 The old man was thin and thin, but he was so majestic as a mountain, his aura faintly revealed, and the people around him couldn't help but be convinced.

　　He is the master of Wenxin Temple, and the master of Wuwangmen, the only cultivator in the golden core of Wuwangmen, Gao Bai.

Gao Bai looked around, his expression slightly solemn, "Two hours later, the Zheng Lei Gate will attack in a big way. This time they have been preparing for a long time, uniting the other two sects, and there are three Golden Core Cultivators. There are nearly a hundred foundation builders."

　　 There was a panic underneath, and many of the Foundation Construction Realm disciples were pale, all at a loss.

　　 "Three Golden Core Realms, what to do, what to do?"

　　 "It's over, we won't kill the door without fail, right?"

　　 "Is it time to escape now?"

　　 Hearing everyone's shock, his high white brows condensed, and he let out a beating, like Hong Zhong Dalu, shocking people.

　　 The crowd was suddenly quiet.

　　 "I've told you all this long ago, are you still so flustered when things come?"

　　 Gao Bai slowly said, "The fifth-tier magic weapon Nine Cloud Cover has been successfully refined, and even a few more Golden Core Realms won’t be able to penetrate the Hall of Inquiry. Don’t worry. From now on, you all follow my instructions."

　　 The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the order in peace.

　　 "Lao Mo, Liu Yuzhan, Yun Gu, the three-element spirit gathering array in the heart hall has been set up. You stay in the array and must not leave for a while."

　　 "Yes, the lord!" The three answered in unison.

　　 "The Zhuji realm disciples sent ten people, and within two hours, all the disciples of Sanfeng were brought to the Wenxin Hall. One must not be missed. The other Zhuji disciples entered the spirit gathering array and listened to the command at any time."

　　 "Does the handyman disciple also bring it?"

　　 "I said, I shouldn't miss one! Any disciple is my wealth from the unwarranted door, and I can't give up!" The loud voice was much louder, and the echo was echoed.

　　 "Yes, the lord!"

　　 Ten base-building disciples filed out, and they went to each peak to gather the disciples.

　　 And the temple suddenly lit up, and the three-element spirit gathering array was already formed. The three peak masters each sat cross-legged in one corner, and many spirit stones were piled around, providing a steady stream of spiritual power to the middle position.

　　 The other disciples entered the formation, each occupying their positions, their expressions blank.

　　 Gao Bai sits in the center of the formation, UU reads www.uukanshu.com and closes his eyes, preparing to face this battle that affects the life and death of the sect.

　　 An hour and a half later.

　　 The Jiji Realm disciples returned to the temple one after another, followed by a group of Qi Refining Realm disciples, both inside and outside, and even the handyman disciples did not miss it.

　　 Liu Yuzhan, who was sitting in the west corner, swept his eyes, and suddenly became angry, "Liu Shan! Zhou Shu, why didn't you bring Zhou Shu?"

"what……"

　　 Jiji Realm disciple Liu Shan hurriedly knelt to the ground and said in a panic, "Master Liu, the disciple has been to the top of Tianyun Peak, but didn’t find Junior Brother Zhou. He thought he was brought back by his senior brother before, so..."

　　 Liu Shan's eyes flashed weird colors, and there was a hint of joy in his heart. He was always jealous of Zhou Shu, and now he had the opportunity to deliberately not go to Zhou Shu, and wanted Zhou Shu to die in the hands of Zheng Leimen.

　　 "You fart!"

　　 Liu Yuzhan suddenly stood up, "Zhou Shu couldn't move at the top of the peak, how could he not find it, it was obviously intentional! If you refuse to go, I will bring him over by myself!"

"sit down."

　　 Gao Bai slowly opened his eyes, "Yu Zong, it's the life and death of the sect. You can't leave the eyes for a moment."

　　 Liu Yuzhe said bitterly, "Liu Shan! You go again, if you can't find Zhou Shu, don't come back!"

　　 Gao Bai said faintly, "It's less than half an hour. I can't come back if I go, so I don't have to go again."

　　 "But, Zhou Shuhe..."

　　 Liu Yu sat down heavily, with a complex expression on his face.

　　 "Everyone has his own life, this is his life."

　　 Gao Bai lowered his eyelids and stopped speaking.

　　 At this time, a tall young man suddenly rushed out of Wenxin Temple and ran towards Tianyun Peak almost frantically.

　　 All the disciples were shocked, staring at the young man's back, silent for a long time.