Sun Fei nodded thoughtfully: "The person who kills Zhang Tongyou will definitely be killed, right?"

"If it is the Heavenly Spirit Realm, it may not be." Song Jingtian snorted: "Just go into seclusion and step into the Godly Realm with the help of several elders of the Godly Realm in one breath, that's fine, but Junior Brother Gao has just entered the Heavenly Art Realm!"

He shook his head and said, "It is impossible for him to step into the realm of divine in one breath, so he will not have the chance to live to the realm of divine!"

If you kill Zhang Tongyou, there will definitely be a master of the Divine Realm to chase him. Only the master of the Divine Realm can survive. The Heavenly Yi Realm and the Heavenly Spirit Realm cannot escape.

Everyone knows this, but Gao Zhiyong, the naughty green, didn't know it, and directly killed the "Young Palace Master" without any scruples. Fortunately, it was fake, otherwise Gao Zhiyong would definitely die.

"Junior Brother Gao is really..." Sun Fei shook his head gently and said, "He should know what the consequences will be if he kills the young palace master."

"Just be emotional." Song Jingtian shook his head: "I feel hot and do whatever I want. I have to stay away from him so as not to be implicated."

"It is rare to value friendship so much." Sun Fei smiled.

Song Jingtian said: "In this world, love and friendship are the most unsatisfactory. He will die sooner or later when he does this."

Sun Fei said: "Others will die young, but he may not be. He is lucky and cannot even kill him."

"Then the people around him will be in trouble." Song Jingtian snorted.

Sun Fei nodded with a smile.

Leng Fei sat in his yard, thinking about the gains and losses of this industry.

Although Song Jingtian and Sun Fei were talking next door, they used protective energy, so the sound could not be heard.

Leng Fei was still satisfied with his performance.

The performance is true and natural, showing a young man who is affectionate and righteous, passionate, and suddenly gains strong power but is fearless of death.

Such young people like them in any sect.

This kind of popularity will not make the Tianhua Sect doubt the authenticity of it, and will be given a longer time.

More importantly, he wanted to obtain the secret of achieving the realm of gods.

Once you obtain this, you can leave Tianhua Sect and let Gao Zhiyong die in Leishan, and everything will be perfect.

He dared to face the realm of gods because the Imperial Heavenly Prison failed to find out his identity and was blocked by the dragon's energy.

His dragon energy is even stronger now, so he is not afraid of spying on the realm of gods, and I believe he can hide it.

He stayed in the yard during the day, slowly honing his martial arts and experiencing the mystery of the realm of heavenly power.

The power of the earth has undergone strange changes, becoming more and more mellow, and its ability to change the body is getting stronger and stronger, as if spiritual medicine is placed in the hot spring water.

In the early morning of the next day, he was practicing Taiyue Soul-Suppressing Hammer.

A series of shadows of mountains emerged, absorbing the strange power between heaven and earth into the fist, and slowly dissipated in the air. The surrounding void swayed, as if the lake water rippled gently.

A knock on the door sounded, and a crisp woman's voice came from outside: "Junior Brother Gao Zhiyong, come to the Sutra Tower."

"Senior Sister Zhu." Leng Fei stepped forward and opened the hospital door.

Zhu Xiaoyu was standing outside, wearing a lake green silk shirt, looking at him curiously.

Leng Fei clasped his fists: "Thank you, Senior Sister Zhu."

Zhu Xiaoyu waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be polite, just follow me."

Leng Fei stepped out of the ward and walked out with her.

"I really didn't expect that Junior Brother Gao, you are so powerful." Zhu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "You actually won the first merit."

Leng Fei said: "You are just giving in to me by my senior brothers."

"No matter how humble you are, you are hypocritical. They are not the ones who give in." Zhu Xiaoyu curled his lips and snorted: "Everyone fights for you and wants to win the first prize."

Leng Fei doesn't agree.

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "The reward for the first merit is extremely heavy. In addition to the 100,000 taels of silver, there are three instructions from the elders of the Divine Realm, and one is the recasting of the Tianhua Sword."

Leng Fei looked at her in confusion.

Zhu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Our skills are all on the Tianhua Sword. We can break the Tiangang Qi, break the will of heaven, and even break the spiritual energy of heaven. Your Tianhua Sword can only break the will of heaven, but not the spiritual energy of heaven."

Leng Fei nodded slightly.

"This time the recast can break the spiritual energy of heaven." Zhu Xiaoyu said: "From now on, he can also kill the masters of the spiritual realm."

Leng Fei showed an excited expression.

"This is both a good thing and a bad thing." Zhu Xiaoyu said: "This means that you have to deal with the masters of the Heavenly Spirit Realm. The masters of the Heavenly Spirit Realm are extremely sensitive. As soon as your Tianhua Sword takes action, they will feel the threat and they will first eliminate you."

Leng Fei said: "That would be better."

Zhu Xiaoyu glanced at him and shook her head.

She thought to herself that she was another madman, and there were too many madmen in Tianhua Sect, not that one was missing.

The two walked through the bustling streets, and the steaming aroma of breakfast was swelling, causing his stomach to rumbling.

Zhu Xiaoyu said: "Or what if I had breakfast?"

Leng Fei shook his head: "Go and make a sword first!"

"Okay." Zhu Xiaoyu stopped talking and took him to the front of the Sutra Library.

In front of the giant white tower, a short and strong old man was closing his eyes and stroking his long beard motionless, like a statue.

Zhu Xiaoyu sang: "Uncle Chen, wake up."

The short and strong old man Chen Shifang opened his eyes and stared at Leng Fei with bloodshot eyes: "Boy, hand over the sword!"

The Tianhua Sword drilled out Leng Fei's sleeves and floated in front of Chen Shifang.

Chen Shifang nodded with satisfaction, looked at the Tianhua Sword, reached out to catch the Tianhua Sword, and suddenly staggered back.

"Good boy!" Chen Shifang's long beard fluttered, and his coarse clothes were clamoring.

Leng Fei apologized: "Sir, please forgive me."

He just subconsciously struggled, and the Tianhua Sword was unwilling to be restrained and wanted to bounce Chen Shifang away. Unexpectedly, Chen Shifang was so powerful that he could hold it.

The current Tianhua Sword is not the Tianhua Sword that was originally high and mediocre. It has changed when it is hit by lightning.

"This Tianhua Sword has thunderous nature!" Chen Shifang looked at the Tianhua Sword in his hand and exclaimed: "It's really a wonder of fortune!"

Leng Fei looked at Zhu Xiaoyu.

Zhu Xiaoyu winked at him and told him not to disturb Chen Shifang.

Chen Shifang kept admiring, looking over and over again, smiling and contemplating on his face.

After a long time, Chen Shifang raised his head and said with unsatisfactory feelings: "Your Tianhua Sword doesn't have to be cast again."

Leng Fei looked at him.

"The thunder is not strong now. You are the body of heavenly thunder, right?" Chen Shifang said.

Leng Fei nodded.

"Then there will be many thunders in heaven." Chen Shifang said: "When it reaches a certain level, it will naturally break the wonders of the spiritual energy of heaven. If it continues to accumulate, it can break the realm of divine spirit, and it will have endless potential."

"Divine Realm..." Leng Fei shook his head and laughed.

Chen Shifang snorted: "You are holding treasures without knowing it. There are many powers between heaven and earth, and the sky thunder is the supreme one!"

Leng Fei thought to himself: "Thank you, senior!"

Chen Shifang said: "Wait a minute, I will give you a warmth technique, which will save some effort."

Leng Feibui nodded.

Chen Shifang turned his head and said, "Jiang Zhu, come here."

"Okay." Zhu Xiaoyu hurried into the Sutra Tower, and after a moment, a table was moved out with paper and pen on it.

Chen Shifang wrote more than a dozen sentences in his pen and handed them to Leng Fei: "Support this method to Yang Tianhua Sword!"

Leng Fei clasped his fists and took it.
Chapter completed!