The fallen Ding Yu looked peaceful. When he looked carefully, there was no abnormality around him, and he looked really asleep.

Gu Letian grabbed Ding Yu and shook it a few times, but he didn't wake up. He didn't respond at all. After looking around, he didn't find anything. He couldn't help but ponder, "There are many strange things. Since we entered the 100,000 mountains, strange things have happened one after another..."

But Mo Lianxing knew that this was all Zhou Shu did. He fainted Ding Yu and wanted to send them a ride.

She thought for a while and said, "Junior Brother Ding is fine, Senior Brother Gu, let's go back to the sect first."

“Okay.”

Gu Letian nodded and felt relieved, "Junior Brother Ding fainted like this, which saved a lot of trouble. Otherwise, I really didn't know what he would do and what perfect plan he said? This is the Gods Festival, and Junior Brother is still too young."

The two discussed for a while and took Ding Yu quickly to walk out of the tribe. It was strange that they did not encounter any obstacles along the way. The brothers who followed them almost every day suddenly did not show up and left the tribe.

Walking into the Wanchuang Valley, Gu Letian and Mo Lianxing each took out a talisman. After a few breaths of casting, the two disappeared.

A few days later.

By the Huamisi Lake.

Qingque had just dusted off the dead energy on her body and was comfortable. She completely fell in love with this kind of body refining. She had to try it several times a day, and she accepted more and more dead energy. Of course, her body was also increasing. In just five or six days, it was apart from before.

Zhou Shu, not far away, opened his eyes, and the regret flashed by, and he slowly stood up.

The change in her eyes did not escape Qingque. She approached and asked, "Why, what happened to He Yin?"

She knew that Zhou Shu had just communicated with the Second Yuanshen in Wushuang City to understand the movements of the Hokkien School.

Zhou Shu said lightly, "The Heyin School is fine, but Mr. Xin has passed away."

"Old Xin?" Qingque thought for a while, but had no impression, "Has he failed to break through?"

Zhou Shu shook his head, "No, Mr. Xin is just a meridian-condensing realm. After falling into the Golden Pill Realm, he cannot condense the Golden Pill again... He helped me a lot. If it weren't for him, I might not have been today."

Since he took control of Lingyu City, he has taken good care of Mr. Xin very much. In any aspect, he can be regarded as the best in Lingyu City. Unfortunately, he cannot defeat the years. Even if the cultivator who cannot advance to the level is in danger, he will not be able to escape death.

Qingque seemed to think, "Everyone has his own fate. We will encounter birth, old age, sickness and death many times, so don't care too much."

"I didn't care about anything, I only had a little emotion," Zhou Shu smiled faintly, and his emotion faded, "How are you?"

"Of course it's great, it's better than it once," Qingque said with a smile, "I'm making progress every day, ha, I've been silent for too long. Now I've regained the feeling of practicing in the past. It's rare, I'm very happy."

It is indeed a very happy thing to be able to make progress every day after passing the tribulation state.

Zhou Shu smiled and nodded, "That's great, but we're leaving soon."

"Let's go right away?"

Qingque's eyes were slightly condensed and he said suspiciously, "Tomorrow is the Gods' Festival, I thought you would see the festival."

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, "Their rituals are not good, it's enough to see them once. Our own affairs are important. Moreover, in order to exchange for the wild beasts these days, there are too many marrow beads and blood beads. If you replace them, you will be discovered by the tribe, haha."

After thinking about it, Qingque agreed, "Yes, then prepare to leave."

Zhou Shu said in a gentle voice, "We will come again in the future. We can stay as long as we have to wait for the Emei incident."

"Of course, this time I came out, it wasn't that cheap to go back," Qingque chuckled, looking at Zhou Shu with another seriousness in his eyes, "Zhou Shu, are you really not considering destroying the festival? You know, this matter doesn't seem difficult now. There are only a few people who can summon the barbarian gods, and the most important one is that it suddenly appears. As long as he is not allowed to attend the festival, he will destroy the festival."

"I know, but forget it, Shire is not my target," Zhou Shu shook his head, "and I always feel...even if they successfully summoned the Witch God, it is hard to say whether it is beneficial or harmful to the Hure Tribe. It's better not to get involved."

Qingque looked stunned, "You are right. There are a few witch gods who are indeed moody. If they are in a bad mood, they will treat all the people in the tribe as sacrifices..."

Zhou Shu said in a deep voice, "It won't be so smooth, but things won't go so smoothly. It's hard to predict, so it's best not to worry about it."

"It seems like you can calculate, but... I will listen to you," Qingque didn't think much and patted Zhou Shu for a while, "Then stop talking, let's go."

The two of them went all the way out, and soon arrived in front of the valley, but saw a string of dust and smoke flying behind them, and a giant elephant rumbled and strode after them.

Zhou Shu took a few steps and said calmly, "Brother Xiang, is there anything wrong?"

Suddenly, the elephant fell down and stepped in front of Zhou Shu a few steps, "Brother Baima, are you going to leave?"

Zhou Shu nodded, "There is something in the clan, and it's a hasty matter, so I can't say goodbye to Brother Xiang. I'm really sorry."

Suddenly, he shook his head gently, "There is something in the clan, why didn't any of the people you brought with you?"

Zhou Shu was slightly stunned. He had never thought of taking those barbarians away, so he didn't have to hide it if he left. He would change to another identity when he came next time.

"Let's talk about those barbarians for now," Suddenly, Xiang looked at Zhou Shu with a serious look and said slowly, "In the past few days, no tribe member has seen you perform sacrifices. Some people say that Luo Baima is actually a Gu barbarian, and his body is not as good as an ordinary barbarian, but you can withstand death anger... Brother Baima, you should not be a member of our barbarians, right?"

Qingque's expression changed slightly, while Zhou Shu's expression was calm, and even had a smile, "Brother Xiang thinks, who would I be?"

Suddenly, he thought about it and said in a deep voice, "It's mostly an immortal cultivator."

Zhou Shu nodded gently and said slowly, "Then just treat me as you, what will Brother Xiang do to deal with me?"

Suddenly, he looked at Zhou Shu and laughed unconsciously, "You are really calm, it's a bit different from me. Brother Baima, in fact, it doesn't matter to me whether you are an immortal cultivator or not. As long as you don't do anything to our tribe, I will not treat you as a brother with similar intentions. But I was also thinking that if your purpose here is to sacrifice the festival and to destroy the festival tomorrow, how should I stop you? I hesitated for a few days, but I didn't expect that you would leave before the festival begins. Haha, I read you right, you are really different from other immortal cultivators."

Zhou Shu smiled, "I'm not here to see the festival, I will leave naturally after things are over."

Suddenly, I nodded, "Come up, I'll give you a ride, I still have something to say."
Chapter completed!