Half a month has passed.

Zhou Shu lay stiffly, as if he were alive.

The news that his Qi veins were completely broken and that he could not practice cultivation had spread widely. Many of the disciples he had been friends with in the past had disappeared and had never visited him.

On the contrary, a few disciples who were full of resentment came to see him a few times on weekdays. There was a completely undisguised look of pride in their eyes, as if all their usual depression had been vented.

Zhou Shu could feel these, but didn't care.

The green shirt floated by, and Liu Yuban walked to the bedside, with a lot of apologies in his eyes, "The Nine Cloud Cover has been refined. Although the quality is a little worse than the fifth level, it is still powerful enough, and Zhengleimen will never be able to please it.

When the matter at Zhengleimen is settled, I will go to Guixianfang City to seek revenge on Luo Ming."

Zhou Shu was shocked. This was something he was particularly worried about, and it actually happened.

Fifth-level magic weapons and magic weapons of less than fifth-level are two different concepts. The difference is not the same. It is very likely that the Wuhuan Sect will fail on this point.

Lose everything.

He wanted to remind him, but he couldn't speak or take any action.

"Disciple, please wait patiently. After becoming a master in the Golden Dan realm, you will travel throughout Dongsheng Province to find the elixir to repair your Qi veins. You will definitely get better."

After Liu Yuban whispered a few words, he left with deep thoughts.

There are indeed elixirs for repairing Qi veins in the world of immortality, but the difficulty of obtaining them is far beyond what Liu Yuban can achieve, and it is unlikely that even the entire Wuwang Sect can achieve it.

Not long after, another figure came over, holding a bunch of grilled silvertails in his hand.

"Hey, Zhou Shu, we agreed to grill fish together next time. Why do you want me to grill it alone?"

The grilled fish was rubbed against Zhou Shu's nose, and the fragrant fish oil stained Zhou Shu's face.

Yang Hei tore off a piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth, "Zhou Shu, please get well soon. Life is not easy without seeing you."

Yang Hei thought about it for a long time.

He suddenly stood up and said loudly, "What people say outside is that you can't practice if your Qi meridians are broken, and geniuses become useless. That's all bullshit! I have no qualifications either, and I haven't opened two hundred Qi meridians? It all depends on you to teach me.

, I can do this, how can you be worse than me? Even if you have no Qi pulse, you can still practice, right?"

"Even if you can't practice, you still have master and me. As long as I am still in Wuwang Sect, I will never let you be bullied!"

Yang Hei dropped the sentence seriously and turned to leave.

Although Zhou Shu could not speak, a warmth suddenly surged in his heart.

Making friends is not about strength, but more about character. Strength can be practiced, but character cannot be changed. It was indeed the most correct decision for him to teach Yang Hei the mental method he had deduced.

"Why would I need your protection? Don't worry, Yang Hei, I will still be the same from now on." He muttered silently, with a hint of smile.

Even if his body cannot move, he will not waste time. Every day he will make calculations and use up his spiritual consciousness.

As a direct disciple, Tianyun Peak's Scripture Depository Pavilion is completely open to him. Since he started, he has read many classics, and he has kept these classics firmly in his heart and will not forget them.

He went back and forth with calculations and deductions to find new ways from these classics, ways to protect himself and grow stronger.

Before his Qi pulse was restored, his spiritual power was destined to be very little, and it would be difficult to even cast spells normally, but he knew that cultivators did not necessarily have to rely on spell casting.

He will never give up on cultivating immortality.

In the middle of the three peaks is the Wenxin Hall.

The hall is dozens of feet high and covers an extremely large area. The golden tiles are shining with dazzling light, and the dark red wooden walls have remained unchanged for thousands of years, giving off a deep and long feeling.

A pure black golden nanmu plaque hangs at the door, with the four characters "Asking in the Heart" written on it.

There were many cultivators gathered in the hall, including the masters of the three peaks, as well as more than thirty Foundation Establishment Realm disciples, and in the middle stood an old man in black.

The old man has a thin body, but he is as towering as a mountain, and his aura is revealed, which makes the people around him in awe.

He is the master of the Wenxin Hall, the master of the Wuhuan Sect, and the only Golden Core cultivator of the Wuhuan Sect, Gao Bai.

Gao Bai looked around, his expression slightly solemn, "In two hours, the Zhenglei Sect will attack in large numbers. This time they have been prepared for a long time and have united with the other two sects. There are a total of three Jindan realm cultivators, and

There are nearly a hundred foundation builders."

There was an uproar immediately below, and the faces of many Foundation Establishment Realm disciples turned pale, and they were all at a loss.

"Three people in the Golden Core Realm, what should I do, what should I do?"

"It's over, our Wuwang Sect won't destroy it, right?"

"Is it too late to escape now?"

Hearing the crowd's shock, Gao Bai frowned and let out a scolding sound, which was as shocking as Hong Zhong Dalu's.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

"I've told you all this before, but you're still so panicked when things happen?"

Gao Bai said slowly, "The fifth-level magic weapon Nine Cloud Shield has been successfully refined. Even if there are a few more golden elixir realms, it will not be able to break through the Wenxin Palace. You don't have to worry. From now on, you all follow my instructions."

The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the order with peace of mind.

"Old Mo, Liu Yuban, Gu Yun, the Three-Element Spirit Gathering Formation in Wenxin Hall has been set up. You guys will stay at the front of the formation and you will not leave for even a moment."

"Yes, Palace Master!" The three of them responded in unison.

"The Foundation Establishment Realm disciples sent ten people to bring all the disciples from the Three Peaks to the Wenxin Hall within two hours. No one should be left out. The other Foundation Establishment disciples entered the Spirit Gathering Formation and listened to the command at any time."

"Do we need to bring the handyman disciples as well?"

"I said, don't leave any one behind! Any disciple is the wealth of my Wuhuan Sect, we can't give it up!" Gao Bai's voice was much louder, echoing loudly.

"Yes, Palace Master!"

Ten Foundation Establishment Realm disciples filed out and went to each peak separately to gather disciples.

The hall suddenly lit up with light, and the Three-Element Spirit Gathering Formation had taken shape. The masters of the three peaks each sat cross-legged in one corner, and many spiritual stones were piled around, continuously providing spiritual power to the middle direction.

The other disciples entered the formation, each taking their position, looking dazed.

Gao Bai sat in the center of the formation, his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed, preparing to face this battle that was related to the life and death of the sect.

An hour and a half later.

The Foundation Establishment Realm disciples returned to the palace one after another, followed by a group of Qi Refining Realm disciples, both at the inner and outer gates, including the handyman disciples.

Liu Yuban, who was sitting in the west corner, glanced over and suddenly became angry, "Liu Shan! Where is Zhou Shu? Why didn't you bring Zhou Shu?"

"ah……"

Foundation Establishment Realm disciple Liu Shan quickly knelt on the ground and said in panic, "Master Liu, my disciples have been to the top of Tianyun Peak but could not find Junior Brother Zhou. They thought he had been brought back by his senior brothers before, so..."

A strange look flashed in Liu Shan's eyes, and there was a hint of secret joy in his heart. He had always been jealous of Zhou Shu, but now that he had the opportunity, he deliberately did not go to Zhou Shu, hoping that Zhou Shu would die in the hands of Zheng Leimen.

"You fart!"

Liu Yuban stood up suddenly, "Zhou Shu can't move at the top of the mountain. How can he not find it? It's obviously intentional! If you don't want to go, I'll bring him here myself!"

"sit down."

Gao Bai slowly opened his eyes, "Yu Ban, it's a matter of life and death for the sect. You can't leave the formation for a moment."

Liu Yuban said bitterly, "Liu Shan! If you go there again and can't find Zhou Shu, don't come back!"

Gao Bai said calmly, "It's only less than half an hour. You can't come back if you go. There's no need to go again."

"But, Zhou Shu..."

Liu Yuhan sat down heavily, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Everyone has his own destiny, and this is his destiny."

Gao Bai lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.

At this time, a tall young man suddenly rushed out of the Asking Heart Hall and ran towards Tianyun Peak almost crazily.

All the disciples were shocked and stared at the young man's back in silence for a long time.
Chapter completed!