"No!" Su Yan said hurriedly, "Master Gu, just follow your original cultivation rhythm, and don't have to accommodate us at will."

In fact, Su Yan doesn't have much sense of grievance at being bullied.

Because although this group of people had been plotting for a long time, in his opinion, they were beaten to pieces by him in one fell swoop. He even learned about the plot process from Xu Wei afterwards.

And even if Gu Zhenren doesn't come out of seclusion, today's result will not change...

Chen Yingnian on the side also advised: "Master, after this incident, no one should dare to provoke again, you don't have to do this."

Yu Yumo didn't say anything, but just helped Master pat the dust off his body.

Gu Ningfeng waved her hand, "I have made up my mind, no need to persuade anymore."

After saying that, he walked to the head of Donghua Hall and sat down, "If you have any doubts, you can tell them now. As for Su Yan, go back and rest first. Your energy and blood are still unstable. The method of destroying yourself is best in the future."

Use sparingly."

Although he didn't witness it with his own eyes, with a person of Gu Zhenren's level of cultivation, he could tell where Su Yan's weakness came from just by looking at it casually.

Su Yan thought that at this time, he could not repay Master Gu with anything, so he could only secretly note down the kindness of Master Gu and look for opportunities to repay him in the future.

As for telling Master Gu privately about the ruins of the Jingtian Sect, Su Yan felt that given his character, it would be impossible to conceal it, and he would probably report it directly to the sect, so in the end Su Yan did not do so.

Now that Master has just returned from the war, Senior Brother Chen Yingnian will naturally not disturb him, so they all bid farewell to Master, asking him to rest more and ask again tomorrow.

Gu Ningfeng did not insist, but nodded slightly.

After these three juniors left, the door of Donghua Palace closed silently.

Gu Ningfeng, who was sitting at the top, closed his eyes and checked his injuries, then took out a few pills and swallowed them, and began to sit cross-legged and regulate his breathing. White gas gradually appeared on the top of his head...

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Qisha Peak, Zheng Wenlong was wrapped like a rice dumpling. When he woke up, he felt pain everywhere in his body. Not to mention getting up, he even had to be careful when breathing.

This is the result of giving him a lot of miraculous medicines, otherwise it would probably take half a month to regain consciousness.

In the empty wing, Zheng Wenlong was lying on his back with his eyes widened. He gradually recalled what happened before he lost consciousness.

He was in pain at the moment, not from the physical injuries; nor from the frustration caused by the failure of the action; nor from the "unknown" punishment.

The most painful part for Zheng Wenlong is, where has [Tian Luo Yan] gone?!

Could it be that the real person Xing Ming took it back? But it’s impossible...

"Are you awake?" As a cold male voice sounded, the door creaked and was pushed open.

Zheng Wenlong recognized the voice and wanted to stand up in excitement.

But he struggled for a while, but the pain almost caused him to go into shock. In the end, he could only lie there and breathe hard.

Xing Ming didn't say anything, he just walked closer and reached out to feel the pulse of Zheng Wenlong's neck.

After finally seeing Xing Ming's face, Zheng Wenlong was shocked!

"Master, why are you injured?"

At this moment, Master Xing Ming's cold and handsome face had a scar deeply visible to the bone.

This mark looks like it was scratched with a sharp instrument, or scratched by the claws of some ferocious beast; the flesh and blood inside the scar turns on its own as if it is alive, trying hard to heal.

However, there are still tiny purple lightning flashes in the scar, which will annihilate part of the flesh and blood every time it is activated, making the wound unable to heal.

"It's okay, I can recover tomorrow." Xing Ming reached out and touched the scar, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Master, who hurt you? What happened after I lost consciousness?" Zheng Wenlong asked anxiously.

Xing Ming didn't bother to explain, he just stretched out his finger and pointed out a stream of light that flew into Zheng Wenlong's eyebrows.

This stream of light contained scenes that Xing Ming had seen during the day. Zheng Wenlong was stunned for a while before slowly digesting the information.

After a while, he murmured to himself: "It turns out that it was the headmaster who did this secretly. When did he know about our plot against Su Yan? And when did he take away Tianluo bite quietly?

..."

"I don't know when the master learned about it," Xing Ming said lightly, "but you did a good job and this plan was very successful."

Zheng Wenlong was stunned for a moment, "Didn't it fail?"

Xing Ming once again showed the smile he had during the day, "Didn't I just want to test the headmaster's attitude from the beginning? Now I've found out that the old fox is indeed secretly looking after Su Yan."

"Although the reason is not fully known yet, I have already made some guesses; this goal has been achieved, and you don't have to tangle with Su Yan in the future."

"Of course, if you feel resentful, it is a personal grudge between you and Su Yan; I will not get involved, even if you are killed by him in the future."

Although Xing Mingzhen's words were very indifferent, Zheng Wenlong was not dissatisfied and just responded in a low voice.

Because when it comes to his grievance with Su Yan, it is really just a "dislike", and there is no deep hatred.

If it hadn't been for the hint of the punishment, Zheng Wenlong might have ended up with his cousin being beaten up. He really thought highly of himself at that time and didn't think Su Yan could compare with him in the future.

Of course, this situation seems to be reversed now...

"Besides, I won't show favoritism. You still have to go to Jiuyou Dungeon and stay there for twenty years."

Zheng Wenlong should be again.

"Hate me?"

"I don't hate it." Zheng Wenlong's voice was steady.

"You were right when you said something before. If you want to get something, you have to give something." Master Xing Ming said as he thrust a round black bead into Zheng Wenlong's chest.

Zheng Wenlong had a look of pain on his face, but he held back and kept silent.

"This is the [Netherworld Bead]. It can't help you otherwise. You still have to suffer. Its only use is to allow you to practice in the Jiuyou Dungeon. Just try to practice in these twenty

Let’s form an elixir within this year.”

"If you fail, don't come to me again. I hate seeing waste dangling in front of me."

"Yes." Zheng Wenlong gritted his teeth, it should be the third time.

Seeing that Master Xing Ming turned around and was about to leave, Zheng Wenlong finally couldn't help but ask: "Master, is Gu Ningfeng really that powerful? He can actually hurt you like this."

There was a little joy in Xing Ming's eyes, "It's okay, this is a good thing. Gu Ningfeng's little baby is making rapid progress. It will only take a few years to hurt me. I have a successor in Qingcheng Palace."
Chapter completed!