Before Gu Qingxi was ready to fight back, the Immortal Wind Furnace had already spun around and knocked the Seven Killing Bow to the ground. Then it jumped hard and stepped on the Seven Killing Bow with its three short furnace legs, shouting as it stepped on it: "How many times have I told you to call Master Qingxi! Fat? You deserve a beating! If you anger Master Qingxi, I will send you back to the furnace and refine you into a fat bow!"
The Seven Killing Bow didn't care about the previous words. After all, as a divine weapon, it wouldn't be a problem if the Immortal Wind Furnace stepped on you. But when he heard the last sentence, he was dumbfounded.
"Master Qingxi, I was wrong. Don't refine me into a fat man again." The Seven Killing Bow begged for mercy in a crying voice.
He was still very satisfied with his appearance, shining with golden light and majestic!
If he really turned into a round fat man, would he still have the face of a divine weapon?
Gu Qingxi snorted, not wanting to waste time talking to this rebellious son, but said to the Immortal Wind Furnace: "Xianfeng, when I have time, I will carve a few beautiful and useful formations on your body."
The Immortal Wind Furnace jumped over and said happily: "Master Qingxi is the best."
Qi Sha Gong said eagerly: "What about me, Master Qingxi? Last time you blew marks all over my body, when can you repair it for me?"
Gu Qingxi didn't even look at him, and said lightly: "I will repair it for you when I feel better."
"Oh." Qi Sha Gong responded aggrievedly and jumped aside.
Gu Qingxi summoned Chi Yan and began to refine the small house again.
As Gu Qingxi continued to add materials and quickly made hand gestures, the appearance of the small house changed, gradually from one room to three rooms, and this time the appearance was much more refined, no longer the chubby look before.
"Wow, the improvement is very fast." Feng Xia Tian exclaimed when she saw the house.
Lekong also nodded: "Now we can each have a room."
"Let's eat first. After eating, I will think about how to integrate our flying boat into the water spirit jade. In the future, we can fly the flying boat underwater." Gu Qingxi said.
Feng Xiatian and Lekong became excited when they heard this.
Feng Xiatian: "It would be so cool to be able to fly a flying boat underwater. We can take a lot of people down. Some magic weapons can dive underwater, but usually only one person can go down."
Lekong nodded: "Not bad, it will be very convenient for us to go to the sea in the future."
"Well, let me think about it later." After Gu Qingxi finished speaking, she said, "Let's eat first. The most important thing in the world is eating. Tonight I will eat the food prepared by Xiu."
Feng Xiatian and Lekong heard that they were going to eat what Xiu prepared, and they both rubbed their hands in anticipation.
Xiu's cooking skills are really strong. At least they haven't eaten food that tastes better than Xiu's.
After eating, this time each person had a room to rest.
Feng Xiatian was refining the elixir again, Liaokong was meditating with his eyes closed, and Gu Qingxi took out a soft bed to sleep directly.
A cultivator of this level of cultivation does not need to sleep, but Gu Qingxi still feels that eating and sleeping are important events in life, and this sense of ritual is indispensable.
At the same time, in another place in the trial ground, three Donghua Palace disciples were chatting decadently around a bonfire.
These three people were the three Donghua Palace disciples who were ordered to follow Zhong Li Cang. The
three of them have higher cultivation levels than Zhong Li Cang, and they are all disciples of the elders, so they were sent to follow and protect Zhong Li Cang.
But now Zhong Li Cang has separated from them, and they can't find any trace of Zhong Li Cang.
It was getting dark, so they could only find a place to rest first.
None of the three wanted to mention the abuse they had suffered from Gu Qingxi and the others, but there were some things that couldn't be ignored. They
had to discuss a countermeasure, and they had to find a way to find Uncle Zhongli as soon as possible.
"What do you think? Did Master Zhongli know that he couldn't beat them, so he just left his identity badge and left?" "
... Although I don't want to admit it, I think this may be the truth."
The three of them fell into a strange silence.
So, the real smart one is Master Zhongli, and they are all fools?
The identity badge was stolen, and the storage bag was looted, and he lost all his face.
But Master Zhongli left in a cool manner, and his storage bag was not robbed. He saved his face and his assets.
The three finally figured this out and wanted to cry.
Especially the man who thought that Zhongli Cang was not worthy of being their palace master's apprentice, he was even more ashamed. He finally understood why Zhongli Cang could become the palace master's disciple but they couldn't.
Woo woo woo, because Master Zhongli's vision is much bigger than theirs!
"What should we do next?"
"Find Uncle Zhongli and fight for other people's nameplates."
"I'm so unwilling to suddenly become poor." "
What can we do? Those people from the Immortal Alliance Conference can rob us without any scruples, but we can't rob our fellow disciples."
In fact, when they entered the trial ground before, the disciples of Donghua Palace would rob each other, but only for identity nameplates and resources that they both wanted.
They would not rob the storage bags of their fellow disciples, nor would they rob the storage bags of the disciples recommended by the Immortal Alliance Conference.
Because they still have some moral standards.
As a result, they encountered three extremely vicious guys this time. Not only did they rob identity nameplates, but they also robbed storage bags, and even beat and tortured them.
There is no bottom line
at all! Who are these three people?
Suddenly, an idea popped up in their minds: It's not possible that there are so many people in Donghua Palace, and they will be suppressed by these three people in the end?
No, no, it's impossible!
There are more than a hundred people from Donghua Palace who came in this time, how could they be suppressed by three people.
The three of them shook their heads at the same time, throwing away the idea that they thought was outrageous.
...
Zhou Yixin and her group of five also gathered in front of a bonfire in silence.
The disciple who had been seriously injured by Gu Qingxi before sat there with his head down, his aura was extremely depressed.
Zhou Yixin looked at her junior brother and finally spoke: "Junior brother Yang, don't let this incident affect your Taoism."
Junior Brother Yang looked up at Zhou Yixin, his voice low and decadent: "Senior Sister Zhou, are we really too weak?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people sitting around the campfire changed slightly.
Too weak? So when facing Gu Qingxi, they didn't even have the strength to resist.
Gu Qingxi and his group were only three people, but it was like there were thirty people. Not only did they beat them without any resistance, but they also beat the eleven disciples under the Ninth Elder.
Are the people of Donghua Palace really too weak?
Zhou Yixin was silent for a while, and finally said slowly: "It's not that we are too weak, it's that Gu Qingxi and his group are too strong. It's also that our people in Donghua Palace have been standing on a high place for too long, lost themselves, and can't see many things clearly. This time, it was Gu Qingxi who woke us up hard."
Junior Brother Yang was stunned. Listening to Zhou Yixin's words, he seemed to understand, but also seemed to not understand.
Zhou Yixin continued: "Ye Wuchen, you should know."
Everyone nodded, Ye Wuchen's name was well-known.
The disciples of Donghua Palace rarely showed respect to the younger generation of cultivators, but they only looked up to Ye Wuchen.
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