A word suddenly occurred to her.
——Overdraft in advance.
The young boy seemed to see her worry and said, "If you are in danger three months from now, you can also use this method to transfer your spiritual power four months from now."
"Are there no sequelae?" Chen Yan raised her eyes and stared at him.
"Of course there is." The young boy acted nonchalant and said calmly, "If you transfer your spiritual energy too many times, your body and lifespan will be damaged. If you are worried, you don't need to use this method, or use it less often."
Bai Ze frowned, glanced at the young boy, and then said to Chen Yan seriously: "Master, this method of replenishing spiritual power should not be used if it is not necessary."
Because this method is equivalent to a forbidden technique, it will drain your body sooner or later.
Chen Yan naturally knew the consequences.
She nodded.
She asked casually, "Bai Ze, how long will it take you to finish dealing with the affairs of the other world?"
"Soon." Bai Ze did not give an exact time.
At this time, the young boy stared at Chen Yan and said, "Take me out."
Chen Yan noticed his eagerness and asked thoughtfully, "Don't you want to go back to the underworld?"
This made the young boy hesitate. He seemed to think for a moment before saying, "I'll go back to the underworld first."
After a few seconds, he raised his head and added with a deep gaze, "Remember to summon me."
"good."
Chen Yan agreed.
Soon, she sent Bai Ze and Ji away.
She withdrew her mental strength and returned to reality. She slowly opened her eyes and found that her throat was a little dry. Then she lay down, walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and drank it all.
The body feels tired.
She first checked if anyone had sent her a message, and found that Wen Yuchu and the others had not contacted her yet, so she got on the bed and lay down.
Prepare to take a break first.
The high-intensity training over the past half month has made her physically and mentally tired.
…
At the same time, most of Shura's friends were resting.
Only Pei Wusu felt a little uneasy.
It was almost three hours since they returned to the guest house.
I wonder if Wen Yuchu has found out anything?
Now every minute and every second is torture for Pei Wusu.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
Wen Yuchu knocked on the door directly and gathered them all in Pei Wusu's room, which naturally included Chen Yan.
Chen Yan had just slept for a while and was now in a much better mental state. She noticed that Wen Yuchu looked unusually solemn, so she asked, "What has happened in Zhongyu City in the past half month?"
Wen Yuchu first glanced at Pei Wusu, pursed his lips, and then said, "Currently, the situation in Zhongyu City is that the six top forces are divided into three factions. Guiyuan General Alliance, Holy Castle, and Sanqing Dao are one faction, Zhuanshengtian and Tianmen are another faction, and Zhongyu Academy is the neutral party."
"Because of Xiahou Wei's death?" Xiao Zechuan asked.
Wen Yuchu nodded.
"Xiahou Wei's death was the trigger, but in reality, Guiyuan Alliance and Reincarnation Heaven had always been at odds. As for the day of Xiahou Wei's funeral..."
Having said that, Wen Yuchu looked at Pei Wusu with a complicated expression.
Pei Wusu's body tensed up, "You say."
Wen Yuchu said: "That Taisui Patriarch did not die at Xiahou Wei's funeral."
Upon hearing this, Zhuge Youlin excitedly said, "Sure enough, Tai Sui and the Guiyuan Alliance are in cahoots. Fortunately, Wu Su, you didn't fall into the trap!"
Pei Wusu's tense body relaxed slightly, but when he saw Wen Yuchu's subtle expression, as if he had something to say, he suddenly felt an uneasy premonition in his heart, and his mood became heavier. He stared at Wen Yuchu closely.
"What else happened?"
"Although Patriarch Tai Sui is not dead, he..." Wen Yuchu hesitated, looking at Pei Wusu worriedly. He took a deep breath and continued, "His cultivation was destroyed, his tongue was cruelly pulled out, and he was hung on the city wall, exposed to the wind and rain, and the sun. Every day, the people of the Guiyuan Alliance cut off a piece of his flesh. It has been more than ten days now. The Guiyuan Alliance has threatened that if Pei Su of the Tianfang Sect shows up, they will release Tai Sui."
Pei Wusu's body shook violently, his lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word.
After a moment, he suddenly covered his chest, his face turned pale as paper, his eyes gradually turned red, and a look of pain appeared.
Jiang Xianyue, who was standing by, reached out to support him, but found that his body was shaking.
The room fell into dead silence, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
They all looked at Pei Wu Su with concern.
Zhuge Youlin felt even more regretful for what he had just said.
Pei Wusu's throat was dry, "Ancestor Tai Sui is not a traitor."
He once doubted the old man Tai Sui, but during his time in Zhongyu City, he gradually guessed the old man Tai Sui's difficulties.
The ancestor Tai Sui was trying to protect himself.
He did not choose to go to Xiahou Wei's funeral because he felt that Patriarch Taisui had gained the trust of Guiyuan Alliance, so even if he did not jump into the trap, Patriarch Taisui would be fine.
only……
The reality is not like this.
Pei Wusu closed his eyes tightly, his face showing pain, and the scenes of his past interactions with the ancestor Tai Sui flooded into his mind like a tide.
His kind and gentle face was clearly visible, always with a reassuring smile on his face. His broad and warm hands gently stroked his head, or he taught him swordsmanship. And those fascinating stories were all told to me...
Every memory was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart deeply.
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