The whole sect is full of cunning people, only I am really stupid

"Third Senior Sister, can you contact Fifth Senior Brother now?"

After these words were spoken, Qi Wuzhi's expression changed.

Qi Wuzhi even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"Baby, do you want to contact Feng Wangyue?"

Shen Ya confirmed Qi Wuzhi's guess, "Yes, right now. Not only Fifth Brother, but also Second Brother and the others."

"You can't even contact him, how can we possibly do anything?"

Qi Wuzhi spread his hands, looking helpless.

The relationship between Shen Ya and Feng Wangyue is much better than their relationship with Feng Wangyue.

Feng Wangyue didn't even tell Shen Ya how to contact him.

How could they possibly know.

"Why did you think of contacting him? I thought you didn't want to hear his name at all right now."

"I have something very important to tell him."

Knowing that he couldn't contact Feng Wangyue, Shen Ya was a little disappointed.

If she could contact Feng Wangyue, not only could she help Feng Wangyue, she could also save Wuxun's real body.

Unexpectedly, Feng Wangyue did not leave any method to contact him.

Shen Ya was helpless in this case.

"What do you want to tell him?"

Qi Wuzhi had no idea what else the two of them had to say.

"Tell him that the master's original body is of no use to him. Ask him to return the master's original body to me."

Qi Wuzhi chuckled.

She hooked her lips and pinched Shen Ya's face, "Silly boy, even if you contact him, he probably won't believe you if you say so."

Shen Ya said this at this moment.

Rather than a warning, it seemed more like coaxing Feng Wangyue.

Feng Wangyue is not a fool, and the possibility of him believing Shen Ya is almost zero.

"It's no use saying anything now. We can't contact him."

"Don't worry. Once we find Master's soul, we can just discard the previous body and create a new one for him. I'll personally pinch his face when the time comes. I remember what Master looks like."

"If you're like this, I'm afraid you'll hurt Master's face."

Wuyou fully expressed his suspicion towards Qi Wuzhi.

"Have you never seen me wielding a knife? Haven't you seen how steady my hands are?"

"I'm worried that you might have some selfish motives and deliberately mold Master into the way you like."

"Am I such an unreliable person in your mind?"

"It's a little less reliable than this."

"It seems that I am too nice to you on weekdays, so you dare to talk to me."

Qi Wuzhi approached Wuyou with a grim smile.

"When the time comes, Senior Sister won't be able to compete with Senior Uncle Yao Wang."

Knowing that Wuxun was not dead yet, everyone felt a lot more relieved and could even joke around occasionally.

Amid the laughter of several people, the soul-replenishing grass quickly sprouted branches and leaves.

Shen Ya and his team are promoting the growth of the soul-replenishing grass.

On the other hand, Yao Wang read countless ancient books but could not find a way to find the soul.

Yao Wang was more irritable than ever before.

Being irritable is being irritable.

After being angry, you have to calm down and continue working.

By the time Shen Ya and the others had finished growing all the soul-replenishing herbs, Yao Wang still had no results.

Shen Ya and the others also came to help and look through the ancient books.

Among them are not only Yao Wang’s collection of books, but also Wu Xun’s, which together can fill up half of the room.

Because there are just too many books.

When we got to the mountain, all those who could read were pulled over to help.

Not only Fuyao and his group, but also Xuanming and his group were not spared.

A group of people each take responsibility for a part.

Because there are more people, the workload is reduced.

However, it will take some time to read all the books.

At least it won't take one or two days.

After reading for seven days in a row, Qi Wuzhi was the first to fall down.

"No, now I close my eyes and my mind is full of words. I need to rest for a while."

He leaned against the pile of books and fell asleep in a short while.

"Yaya, you should also go and have a rest. This task cannot be completed in a day or two."

Worried that Shen Ya would continue to hold on, Wuyou got up and asked him to go and rest.

Shen Ya was reluctant to go at first, but Yao Wang waved his sleeves and sent the three of them to rest.

"You all go and rest. Come back after you've rested."

Yao Wang was too lazy to give any advice, and simply set up a barrier to drive everyone out to rest.

No one can refuse his move.

"Master Yao Wang really hasn't changed at all."

Shen Ya yawned, "Let's go, Sixth Brother, let's go and have a rest. We can come back to help after we've rested."

"I'm so sleepy. How come reading is more tiring than fighting? Let's go."

Qi Wuzhi left yawning.

"Uncle Master, you should also have a good rest. We can continue after you have rested. If you force yourself to hold on, Master will be sad to see you."

Shen Ya stood outside the barrier and said this before leaving.

"What a worrier."

In the room, Yao Wang quickly flipped through the pages of the book in his hand.

The soul-replenishing grass that nourished Wuxun's remaining soul formed a ring and hung on his wrist.

As if it heard Shen Ya's words, the soul-replenishing grass touched Yao Wang with its leaves, as if persuading Yao Wang to rest.

"Don't worry, I'm not you. I know what I'm doing and I'll rest when I'm tired. You don't have to worry."

Yao Wang reached out and touched the leaves. He pulled down his shirt hem and put the soul-replenishing grass under his sleeves.

It seemed that because it had stayed in his hands for too long, the soul-replenishing grass was also infected with his body temperature.

Surrounded by a familiar scent, the soul residing within can rest in peace.

Nan family.

Nan Yuan has already arrived at the Nan family.

He just walked in, and people kept bowing to him and making way for him along the way.

Nan Yuan didn't stop, and didn't even look at those people.

He just walked straight past them, with the white lion following behind him. His expression no longer had the cheerfulness of the past, but had become cold and indifferent.

After passing through the front hall, Nan Yuan went straight to see his father.

"Father."

Only after seeing Namo did Nanyuan bow.

"Is the matter done?"

"Yes."

"Didn't you write to me before saying that you wanted to bring a little girl back with you?"

Nanwu looked behind Nanyuan and didn't see anyone.

Only the white lion followed him as always.

"Things have changed. She can't come for the time being."

"Why?"

The person who could make Nan Yuan write a letter personally to say that he wanted to bring him back must be no ordinary person.

How come you didn't come?

Nan Yuan didn't say anything.

Nan Wu did not dwell on this topic anymore and instead asked about the fall of Emperor Nanyuan.

"I didn't find Emperor Luo in the ancient battlefield."

"I can't find it in that place. I guess Emperor Luo is just a legend and has long been extinct. Let me see your cultivation level."

Nan Yuan released his cultivation.

Seeing Nanyuan's cultivation, Nanwu was finally satisfied.

Although he did not find Emperor Luo, Nan Yuan's cultivation did not fall behind.

"Go back. Get ready for the time when you enter the lighthouse. The elders of the tribe all said that with your talent, you will be able to get out of the lighthouse in at most twenty years."

"I will definitely live up to the trust of my father and the elders."