Mozong is poor

"Sovereign!" The people around the hall also noticed the strange expression on Gu Yifei's face, and called out quickly.

Subconsciously covering his abdomen, Gu Yifei raised his hand and turned out his palm to signal everyone to be quiet.

When he was trying to use his spiritual power to check, the pain had quickly faded away, leaving no trace, not even the original abnormalities.

Frowning slightly, he continued to use his spiritual power to examine the abdomen carefully, and then he also probed everywhere in the body.

Also found nothing.

But the pain just now couldn't be faked, and the spiritual power also changed!

Nothing could be found out like this, which made him feel uneasy.

His face changed and changed.

In the end, Gu Yifei still suppressed all these in his heart.

He couldn't find out what happened to the abnormality on his body for a while, so it's better to deal with the sect's affairs first.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his hand, and said without expression on his face: "It's nothing, but the internal injuries on his body have changed. Continue to tell me about the half-immortal weapon."

Hearing this, most of the elders didn't think much about it.

After all, their suzerain still has countless wounds on their bodies, and even their clothes are more or less damaged.

It's normal to have internal injuries, just now I even saw the tiny wounds on the Zun's body!Even His Majesty was injured, the Sovereign's state would not be easy to imagine.

Seeing the suzerain staring at him with that strange gaze again, Zuo protector Fu Linchu was also under a lot of pressure.

Worried about the other party's health, he quickly stepped forward and said briefly about the semi-immortal weapon: "Since the suzerain left the sect three years ago, the sect has been fine. It was just two months ago that the elder ghost studied Those two swords were very knowledgeable, and because of this, the dusty treasure was seen, and the sign of auspiciousness was displayed above the Ten Thousand Demons Sect for three days."

Needless to say the rest, Gu Yifei also understood what was going on.

The auspicious sign will last for three days.

It would be strange if this didn't attract the attention of most of the comprehension world!

It's a bit ridiculous to think about it.

The so-called auspiciousness actually showed its shape in his downcast demon gate.

I don't know what kind of expression the decent side will have, it should be very exciting, right?

It's just that this half-immortal artifact...

Just relying on those half-breathed old immortals in the door, can they still protect them?

He didn't believe that the Myriad Demon Sect still had such a big face to make those great powers of crossing the catastrophe afraid.

It's a semi-immortal artifact, and it's still an existence that can even become an immortal artifact that has never recognized the master.

If he is a great power to cross the tribulation, he will also be very moved.You must know that the thunder calamity of becoming an immortal is not so easy to overcome. If you can have such a treasure guarding you, you will be able to get a little smooth.

"How did you protect it?" Gu Yifei was really curious.

If it can be protected for ten days and half a month, it must be because of the elder brother's name outside.

But it has been more than two months, and even those fishers outside can find out the news that his brother is not at the door.

The voice fell.

The expressions of the elders in the door were a little strange.

It's either red or blue, and it's as wonderful as if you just came back from the dyeing workshop.

Seeing this, Gu Yifei scanned around, and finally landed on Zuo Hufa, who had a relatively normal expression.

He asked, "What's the matter?"

What else.

I'm ashamed.

Fu Linchu thought for a few words in his heart before answering his suzerain's words.

"It's the Konglei Temple that helped us. The abbot once told me." He paused for a moment, with a helpless expression on his face, "It's true... this treasure is destined to the Ten Thousand Demon Sect."

……

Konglei Temple?

Hearing this, Gu Yifei was also stunned.

He really didn't expect that a righteous sect in Konglei Temple would directly protect him, the Wanmo sect, which can be said to be the source of the demonic way?

Just because of fate?

It's really... dumbfounding.

No wonder the faces of these elders are so strange.

His family's magic gate is protected by the bald donkey who usually sneers and sarcastic, so it can't save face.

It can be seen from his understanding of the abbot.

The other party would not do such a cheap and reputation-damaging thing.

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to Fu Linchu again.

Guardian Zuo and Konglei Temple have always been on good terms, so they should also know more about other things.

Fu Linchu, who was being targeted again, of course also knew what his suzerain was planning, after all, he was also the one who brought him up.

But...he really didn't know anything this time!He has harassed Huijing no less than 30 times, but he can't ask anything.

It's still the phrase 'treasures are destined for the Wanmozong'.

There is a fate of ghosts!

Take this kind of words to deceive children in the cultivation world, no child is willing to believe it!

But for two consecutive months, the Konglei Temple just kept guard outside the Wanmo Sect in an orderly manner, preventing outsiders from prying.He has never stepped into the Wanmo sect, and he is even more honest than the stone lion at the door.

If he could make a decision, he would package and sell the half-immortal weapon to the familiar Da Neng on the day it was born.

The farther away this hellish trouble is, the better, after all, His Majesty was not in the door at the time, and the current Wan Mo Sect simply cannot withstand such a blow.

It's just that the group of immortals insisted on wanting the half-immortal artifact that no one could get close to, and they just didn't want to let go.

Fortunately, the monk Liangtangtang of Konglei Temple has the sound of the sea in his head, and he is willing to swim in this muddy water.

Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to see my lovely mascot suzerain now.

After a few thoughts, Fu Linchu thought a lot.

Put away Feiyuan's thoughts, and then continued: "Konglei Temple even dispatched two arhats in the early stage of crossing the catastrophe to stand in front of the gate of the Wanmo sect, but they never took a step in the gate. The subordinates are incompetent, and the others I can't hear a single word in my mind."

"En." After answering, Gu Yifei frowned slightly.

Konglei Temple has always had a good reputation, but it is not so kind.

And the semi-immortal artifact... seems to have some relationship with the Konglei Temple, after all, it was taken from the small world of the Twelve Lotus Seats.

Is it not for this reason?

"Okay. Now that my brother has returned to the door, you just wait until you get everything done. Don't worry too much about this matter. I will invite the abbot to discuss it in detail tomorrow."

After Gu Yifei finished speaking, he also began to arrange affairs one by one, and let the elders get busy.

After all, there are still many monks staring at them outside, and Konglei Temple is not so completely trustworthy.

After busying himself with many things, he handed over the matter of inviting the abbot to Guardian Zuo.

Then deal with those urgent sect affairs that have been suppressed, at this time the sky outside has gradually darkened.

And he hasn't been free yet.

Gu Yifei stood in front of the ghost old man's weapon refining cave, staring at the sword spirit that blocked him, his head was so full that there was a turbulent flow of spiritual energy in his abdomen.

It can be said that I am so busy that I can't tell the east, west, north and south.

But no matter what, we still have to take a look at the 'culprit'.

……

Wait, spiritual power surged up in the lower abdomen?

His face changed.

Quickly probe into the abdomen.

However, it was like playing around with him.

The extremely subtle turbulent flow of spiritual power has long since dissipated.

In the dantian, only his white and fat Nascent Soul was left sitting cross-legged with his cheeks tightly closed.

This time Gu Yifei also paid attention.

Putting his attention on the Nascent Soul, he slowly backed out.

He also didn't know what was hidden in his body.

The fluctuation just now was not as violent as in the daytime, and it could even be called soft, so it was almost ignored.

Looking at it now, it should be harmless to him for the time being.

But it can't be underestimated, it needs to be resolved earlier.

Put that aside for now.

Now that they have reached the place where the half-immortal artifact is placed, they all have to take a look at what is going on.

After all, he is also the nominal owner of those two iron swords.

Gu Yifei raised his leg and took a step forward, but the barrier that surrounded the sword energy without killing intent was firmly blocking his progress.

After many attempts to no avail, he gave up on the plan.

The inexplicable thought of "the man of destiny and the son of destiny" that had arisen in his heart was quickly dispelled.

"Chirp?"

The barrier of the sword spirit is impossible to enter.

The little chick who was lying comfortably asleep in the hem of his clothes was awakened.

Grabbing the yellow and fluffy chick who hadn't woken up yet, Gu Yifei stretched out his fingers and gently poked the fluff on the other's bulging belly twice.

Feeling the soft touch, I also thought of my cute and cute little nephew.

Looking up at the sky, she also felt that it was a bit late, so she didn't intend to wake Nian'er up.

I thought about it.

He still decided to go to the eternal formation.

It's been a whole day.

There was still no movement, and I was really uneasy.

Step on the flying sword.

Soon, the figure disappeared under the moon without a trace.

But at this time, it was still daylight on the Land of Life.

The painting fan, who was downcast and unable to cheer up and pursed his lips all the way, just followed Jian Yuanhua to the front of the dead city.

Staring blankly at the white jade hair crown of the person in front of him, he really felt that life was hopeless.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" Jian Yuanhua turned around suddenly, met the slightly distracted gaze, suddenly raised his hand to lift the other's cheek, pulled him closer, and said slowly: "It's been a long time Haven't seen enough?"

Now he is very satisfied, his little fan is still as interesting as ever.

The voice was clearly gentle, but it just made Hua Fan's eyelids tremble unconsciously, and a chill appeared in his whole body.

Looking at those curly eyelashes fluttering like a small fan, Jian Yuanhua always wanted to do something.

After thinking for a moment, he exhaled on the 'little fan'.

"Oh, painting fan! You found a good friend after not seeing you for a day?"

A rough voice suddenly sounded inappropriately, which disturbed Jian Yuanhua's good mood.

Gu Qian looked at the painting fan in front of him with interest.

I even wanted to move a chair out to watch the show.But when he met the gaze of the person next to the painting fan, his pupils shrank slightly.

This kid is incredible, he hooked up with such a character.