Chang Sui finally managed to stand steady, but when he looked up he was almost frightened.

"Big Brother, why are you looking at me like that?"

Gu Xingyun retracted his gaze and smiled gently: "Nothing, are the medicines ready?"

"Well, I simply adjusted some of the things that can be used. Has anyone gone in yet?" Chang Sui answered casually while holding up the space bag on his waist.

"The two from Xuanyue Palace have gone in." Gu Xingyun stared at the bag: "Is this good?"

Chang Sui instantly perked up and nodded repeatedly, "It can hold so many things. It's very useful. I didn't expect Master to give this to me. I remember seeing him use it for two days when I first became his disciple... Master is so kind."

A child who only remembers to eat but not to be beaten.

He immediately forgot the harm Yan Huailiu had caused him after receiving a small favor.

There are so many people here, and it's so noisy that it's not the right place to talk quietly.

Gu Xingyun only said, "Then you better keep it well. It might only be usable for three days."

After saying that, he walked around him and left.

Chang Sui's smile froze on his face. He clutched the bag tightly with reluctance and muttered softly, "What Senior Brother said seems to make sense."

How could he expect his master to be really good to him?

"Is this the entrance to the third floor?"

A monk from a certain sect asked.

Chang Sui quickly came back to his senses: "Yes, we can go up from here."

…

The day passed quickly, and until late at night, the two places were still crowded with people who were reluctant to leave.

No matter how the disciples of Yuxu Sect tried to persuade him, it was useless.

Baili Changheng just came over to take a look and decisively gave up trying to persuade him.

It’s no wonder these people are crazy. The Yuxu Sect’s scrolls have never been loaned out before. Now that they have finally gotten this opportunity, no one wants to miss it.

"Junior Master, isn't there a competition tomorrow? What they're doing...isn't against the rules."

Ling Xinghua was so tired that his eyes were red and he had dark circles under his eyes.

Baili Changhuan glanced at him calmly. "Rules? You can't expect these people to follow the rules of the Yuxu Sect. See? The people from Qingguang Temple and Tianjiu Peak are still here. Humph, even they can't resist this temptation, how can you expect others to?"

"But..." Ling Xinghua was a little distressed.

These people have been here for a whole day without eating or drinking. They can't just not take a rest, right?

"Go ask your master, he's the master of the Yuxu Sect, and ask him to come over and take charge. He's been gone for a whole day, so it's time for him to come out and take charge."

Baili Changhuan was quite resentful.

Ling Xinghua responded, and his first reaction was to go find Gu Xingyun.

What a joke! Even if the master is in a better mood now, he shouldn't go looking for him alone.

Let’s discuss this with the senior brother first.

After hearing what he said, Gu Xingyun immediately stood up and said, "You watch here, I'll go over alone."

"Is it okay?" Ling Xinghua was a little uneasy.

Gu Xingyun looked somewhere and said, "I can't let you bring this little burden with you to cause trouble for Master in the middle of the night. Let's take him to rest."

Ling Xinghua shyly turned sideways to block Gu Xingyun's sight: "Senior Brother, Ziheng is still young."

Gu Xingyun didn't even look at him, packed up his things and left.

The other side.

Yan Huailiu came out of the secret room refreshed, hugged Little Lightning and kissed him fiercely: "It's stable now, it's good to have a high level of cultivation. I seem to have some talent. I even learned a super useful trick. Look!"

He drew a talisman in the air with his bare hands, and then pointed at the empty bowl in front of him, and a cup of steaming goat milk appeared in the bowl.

Yan Huailiu proudly showed off to Little Lightning, "See! Isn't this amazing? This way, even if we're trapped for a month, you won't have to worry about starving to death!"

There was a human-like speechless look in Little Lightning's cat eyes. He was forced to drink a large bowl of goat's milk, and his little belly bulged out.

"Okay, it's time to go to bed and get enough rest to face tomorrow, which is not a good day at all."

Yan Huailiu packed the clothes he needed to wear in advance, carefully wiped the life-saving mask, and casually untied his hair that had been tense all day. Just as he was about to take off his coat, he heard footsteps coming from outside.

There was a gentle knock on the door: "Master, have you rested?"

Yan Huailiu: So annoying, can’t he have a quiet day for a day?

Although he didn't want to answer, he was still a little scared when facing Gu Xingyun.

"Come in, what's going on?"

Gu Xingyun briefly recounted what had happened. Yan Huailiu was puzzled. "It's been a whole day, and you still haven't finished watching it? Didn't they say that the sects that held the Immortal Sect Conference would be deserted by the afternoon?"

"From what Junior Master said, our Yuxu Sect has a profound heritage and many treasures, so..."

Gu Xingyun explained.

Yan Huailiu complained in his heart: I understand, it’s just that I don’t get to see any good things in my daily life.

It is true that those sects did not have a master to take charge, and they had to go through many vicissitudes before they could barely gain a foothold in this world of cultivation. Let alone the precious cultivation methods, I am afraid that not many of their original collections are left.

The inheritance of the Yuxu Sect over the years is naturally extremely precious in their eyes.

When I think about it this way, I suddenly feel a little sorry for those people.

Yan Huailiu fastened his coat again, thought for a moment, and put on his mask again: "I'll go with you to take a look."

If he hadn't completed the mission, according to the normal plot, more than half of these things would have been destroyed in the war. It would be better to benefit others.

It can also be considered as helping the original body repair his extremely bad interpersonal relationships.

The lights in the Qianjing Pavilion were on. Most of the people who stayed here were monks with lower cultivation levels. They stood outside because there was no room inside. They were so cold in the middle of the night that they were breathing heavily and jumping around, but they were unwilling to put down the books in their hands.

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