Immortal Zhuhua sent Sijiu back to Guanghan Palace, but did not receive a response from Yuanjun Fucha.
He wanted to find other people, but Sijiu kicked him out.
"Weren't the three layers of barriers inside and outside Guanghan Palace set up by you yourself? What could possibly happen if I don't leave?
Don't worry about it. Please save your former disciple, my current disciple. I beg you, otherwise I will be left without a disciple."
“Xiaojiu, if you lose a disciple, you can always take in another one.
How about I give Du Heng to you, senior brother?
My senior brother's personal disciple is less of a worry than this piece of trash."
Li Chengyun: “…” There is nothing left to live for.
"I don't want it. I want Lee Seung-yoon."
Li Chengyun: The pain of rupturing the dantian is nothing!!!
"Hurry up! I'm so tired. I need to meditate and regulate my breathing. Please stop bothering me."
Immortal Zhuhua was about to say something when he saw Xiaojiu's palms beginning to gather spiritual power.
"No, no, no, Xiaojiu, you can't use your spiritual power recklessly anymore."
Sijiu said nothing and waved at him. Zhuhua hurriedly took two steps back and said, "Okay, I'm leaving."
"But you must not leave Guanghan Palace. I don't know where that thief is hiding. I've just informed the headmaster, Senior Brother Feihe, and he'll send people to search the mountain. It's going to be very chaotic outside tonight.
If that thief has nowhere to escape, there's no guarantee he won't come back in a rage... Fine, fine, I'm leaving."
The wine server's hands are a little sore, why don't you just go away.
"Okay, okay, I'm really leaving."
Immortal Zhuhua summoned his magic sword and jumped up with Li Chengyun in his hand.
"Master, you must take good care of your injuries. Don't worry about your disciple." Li Chengyun shouted anxiously.
Zhu Hua Xianjun frowned. What was this little bastard doing so clingy? Was he coveting my little Jiu?
No, a newbie is not qualified.
This time he stopped talking and flew away on his sword at such a high speed that Li Chengyun, who was already seriously injured, was blown so hard that he grimaced and felt like he was about to break apart.
The winemaker's ears were finally at peace.
He returned to the room, took off his tattered coat and threw it on the ground. Thinking of the behavior of that bastard man in black robe, he felt upset and stomped on the coat a few times to vent his anger.
I thought about the fact that I just discovered that my son was in a premature love relationship, and I felt even more upset.
[Son, your brother has grown up, learned to fall in love early, and even learned to hide it from Dad.]
System: [Daddy, are you sad or sentimental?]
What's the difference?
I'm not sad or sentimental, I'm just upset! The pigs I've finally raised are now picking up the cabbages. I feel a bit lost.
A bastard like you will never understand.
system:【……】
"Daddy, if you have time to criticize me, why don't you just heal your wounds quickly? Honestly, your injuries are pretty serious this time."
Si Jiu certainly knew this. In fact, she had already noticed it over the years. Every time her injury flared up, the damage to her soul would worsen a little.
You know, internal injuries can be treated, but injuries to the soul are almost permanent and difficult to heal.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have needed longer and longer recuperation times every time her old injuries flared up in the past three years, and her spiritual power wouldn't have been blocked to the point where not a single bit could be released after just a short fight with someone.
The man in black robe who hit her with his palm must have been at least at the Nascent Soul stage.
She has now fallen to the early stage of Jindan.
The reason she was not killed by that palm strike was because she had once been a real Nascent Soul cultivator and had even stepped one foot into the Spirit Transformation stage. Although she failed in her attempts to reach the Spirit Transformation stage and her realm dropped back, the Nascent Soul in her sea of consciousness was still there.
Even though she could no longer use her Nascent Soul cultivation, she still had some defensive power.
Otherwise, it would be hard for her to say today.
However, I always felt that the man in black robe did not use his full strength in that palm strike.
Why did he appear in the bamboo house? And why did he attack Li Chengyun? What was his purpose?
Sijiu was meditating and regulating his breathing, but his mind was a little restless.
[Daddy, aren’t you afraid of going astray?
If you can't calm your mind, don't force yourself to meditate. Instead, go soak in the Guanghan Pool. You've forgotten that the water is very useful to you.
Sijiu opened his eyes.
"What you said makes sense."
System: Hey hey hey ~ the plan works.
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