The remaining 20% ​​were the best of the best, and the quality was of the highest quality. He refined these lightning strikes wood into the great killing weapon in his memory.

Of course, he would never use such a thing unless necessary.

Moreover, there should be no one among the younger generation of this sect who is worthy of him using these things.

"I heard that the new disciple who joined our sect not long ago is in the Fallen Leaf Mountains."

"Yeah, it's been five or six days, and I haven't seen any trace of this person."

"Do you think this kid was struck to death by lightning?"

"This is really possible."

"Everyone, you have also seen how terrifying this natural disaster is."

"Not to mention the newcomer, even if I were present, I'm afraid he would be dead."

"What senior brother said is absolutely true."

"Oh, this is boring."

…

On the fourth day, Gu Qingyang had just put away the things he had refined when he heard the voices of the previous people deep in the forest.

But this time, Gu Qingyang had no intention of hiding anymore.

I saw him first looking at the tattered clothes on his body, and then silently shaking his head.

"Brother!"

"Brothers, you are finally here. I am really anxious to death."

"Senior brother, what happened to the Luoye Mountains? What happened?"

…

The setting sun has passed and night is approaching.

If Gu Qingyang hadn't been too enthusiastic, those disciples of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect would have treated him like a lonely ghost.

After all, he is now wearing extremely torn clothes, covered in dust and bruises, and he looks really miserable.

In addition, his extremely abnormal appearance and smile were so enthusiastic that it was almost breathtaking.

Such a person really makes those who face Gu Qingyang feel a chill rising from their toes to the top of their heads.

After just a moment, a chill ran down my spine.

And after a while of pleasantries, those people finally knew that the person in front of them was Gu Qingyang who was being discussed.

In the end, they also decided to take Gu Qingyang away from here and let him participate in the trial with other disciples in a few days.

After achieving his goal, Gu Qingyang was also quite happy. Before, he didn't want to see these guys because he still had things to do.

Moreover, he is very worried about those old monsters.

It's just right to show up now. Those old monsters are gone, so it's easier to deal with these young people.

He knows the right way to show weakness and the right amount of flattery.

And these are all his disguises and his methods.

He doesn't need these people to take him seriously.

He just needs to go through these people and let those old monsters get a suitable reason when they see him appearing.

…

When night fell, Gu Qingyang, like most young disciples, came to Liubo Lake.

This time, no one came here for the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion.

The entrance to the secret realm is right here.

The disciples traveling with me have already said that the trial will be held in five days.

The reason why people arrive early is because they want to avoid a lot of trivial matters.

Gu Qingyang didn't have many trivial matters.

He has already made the preparations that need to be made.

Therefore, in the last few days, he resolutely walked into the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion.

Compared to other disciples, his cultivation resources are really scarce.

If it weren't for those burial trees, he wouldn't be able to hold on now.

But there are resources in the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion, and he still has many sect contribution points.

"Fellow Taoist, this is what I like."

However, just when Gu Qingyang exchanged a lot of things and prepared to exchange for the next elixir.

A dull sound rang in his ears.

And this made Gu Qingyang frown instantly and his eyes became cold.
Chapter completed!