After receiving praise from his adoptive father, Ge An immediately smiled happily and sat down happily to taste the honey-scented cake.

He had already known his adoptive father's plan and would pass on his merciless Suixinzhuang to himself in the future.

Although his cultivation level is very high, he has never been as good as other disciples in handling affairs in the village.

Fortunately, my adoptive father favored him very much and often gave him the opportunity to experience it. Now he has finally made some progress.

Without eating a few bites of pastry, a figure ran in outside the yard and shouted at the two of them.

"Hey, what does your father and son mean? Why don't you let me go?

Why? I want to hold me as a hostage in Wuqing Suixinzhuang. Are you not afraid that I will tear it all down?"

The person who spoke was Mingkong Zilin. She put her hands on her hips and looked at the two of them slightly with her head tilted, looking like she was losing her temper.

Ge An put down the pastry in his hand, shrugged and replied, "Zi Lin, don't shout, with your current cultivation level, no one can stop him from trying to tear them all down.

Besides, I have never stopped you from leaving, but I just asked my junior brothers and sisters to persuade you to stay in the merciless Suixin Village.”

Mingkong Zilin frowned, not understanding what the father and son were selling.

Let yourself stay in the ruthless Sui Wanzhuang, what do you want to do? Do you want Ge An to cultivate feelings with him?

Not to mention, if you really want to cultivate your feelings, why didn’t Ge’an come and get close to you, but instead eat here leisurely.

Seeing Mingkong Zilin standing beside her hips and staring, Ge Wuqing kicked over a stool: "Sit down and talk. It will affect your appetite when you stand like this."

Zi Lin snorted coldly, but she sat down obediently and snatched the pastry plate without hesitation.

"After saying that, what do you want me to stay here for?"

She was chewing honey cake in her mouth, and her voice was vague, so she could only listen to a rough one.

Of course, Ge Wuqing would not lower his identity. He went to grab pastries with Mingkong Zilin and wiped the sugar powder on his hands with silk and explained.

"The coalition forces of the Demon-killing and righteousness failed in the first battle, but the monsters invaded the Yunxiu Continent, and all sects must not sit idly by.

I haven't fought for the first time, of course I have to fight for the second time, so I will hold a meeting in the Demon-killing Palace of Wen Jian Sect in six days to make a plan.

I have sent someone to inform Lingcuishan and ask Zheng Qiu to come to the meeting. If you go back now, you may be idle."

Ge An followed and agreed: "That's right, you might as well stay in Jueqing Suxin Village for two days, and then go to Wenjian Sect with us.

When you see Zheng Qiu, you will have the chance to lose your temper at him.”

"How do you believe that I will lose my temper with Zheng Qiu?"

A smile flashed across Ge An's mouth: "Come on, when you mention Zheng Qiu, your jealous expression was written on your face. I really think others can't see it."

These words made Zi Lin's cheeks a little hot. She rubbed her face and quickly showed anger. She stood up and took the plate and left.

Three days later, on the lawn behind Lingcui Mountain, Zheng Qiu used the Guangxin Sect’s treasure for the fifth time, the Terrace of All beings in the Sea of ​​Tribulation.

Like before, he took Qiao Chen'er to the golden round platform and floated up to a height of six hundred feet above the ground along the round platform.

In the air, he calmed his energy and poured his spirit into his mind.

Then, through the role of the platform of the sentient beings in the sea of ​​suffering, they connect those believers and supporters who worship and sacrifice themselves, and share the original will of the divine power of vitality.

In the past two days, the whole Lingcui Mountain has been very busy.

Zheng Qiu issued an order, requiring him to rush to work on the mountain to make his own portraits and wood carvings and go to Fengshou Town to distribute them from door to door.

Moreover, Zheng Qiu was abnormal and asked the guards of Lingcui Mountain to show the domineering appearance of the sect.

Anyone who accepts portraits and wood carvings must sacrifice on time and worship the saint of medicine.

The method of sacrifice can be simple, and if you can't get tribute, you can use white water, but the process must be sincere and honest.

Of course, everything cannot be done without success, so Zheng Qiu left a way out of rejection.

If you really don’t want to provide incense to the Medicine Saint, you can not accept the portraits and wood carvings distributed by Lingcuishan, and Lingcuishan will not force it.

Fortunately, the name of the Medicine Saint is very famous in Fengshou Town, and many people have received help from Lingcui Mountain.

In addition, there have been rumors recently that as long as you provide incense to the saints of medicine, you can live a healthy and long life.

Moreover, the townsmen saw with their own eyes that after three days of continuous portraits of the saint who was seriously ill, a herb fell in the sky.

After taking herbs, the pain will disappear and the whole person will instantly recover.

Such strange things made more people believe in the abilities of the Medicine Saint, and it became more active to receive portraits and wood carvings.

In less than two days, Kanchi came back to tell Zheng Qiu that Lingcuishan had sent more than 3,400 portraits and more than 1,700 wood carvings to Fengshou Town.

This result made Zheng Qiu very happy and used the Desperate Sea Terminal to connect these believers with his own spirit many times.

More and more people helped him share the oppression of the original will of divine power, and he felt that his thoughts were less and less affected.

Now, even if he leaves Qiao Chen'er for a short time, he can maintain a clear emotion.

After several attempts, Zheng Qiu confirmed that he could leave Qiao Chen'er at the moment, and the maximum time to maintain normal emotions was two sticks of incense.

Once more than two incense sticks, the divine power will make you become cold, crazy, and full of aggressiveness.

The fifth time I used the Suffering Sea Terminal, it was still very smooth. Zheng Qiu connected more than 200 people this time, all of whom were newly joined believers.

Of course, I asked these people to help share the pressure, so I couldn't give me any benefits.

So he would choose a few of them in poor health, lock the position and use the shrinking ground to form an inch spell, throwing a little recovery medicinal material over it.

These medicinal materials are very basic and are no different from weeds for Zheng Qiu, as they have as much as they need.

But for those believers in the Harvest Town, this is a miracle displayed by the Medicine Saint.

Half a day later, Zheng Qiu fell from the stage of the sentient beings in the sea of ​​suffering and returned the golden round platform to Bai Chengxing.

As soon as he turned back to Jishi Hall, a guard came over to report to him: "The Sage of Medicine, a message came from the Qianyun Sect Post Station, asking Lingcuishan to send a team to Wenjian Sect to attend the conference."

Hearing this, Zheng Qiu raised his eyebrows and his heart was as clear as a mirror.

The coalition forces of the Demon-killing and righteousness are about to hold a meeting again, which means that the previous battle has failed and they hit the iron plate.

But the righteous spirit of killing demons cannot take the initiative to invite him. Lingcui Mountain is not a sect yet, so naturally it will not catch the eyes of those people.

"Who sent the oral message and what about the specific content?"

The guard took out the note from his arms, and there was a lot of content on it, probably because he was afraid of forgetting it.

"The message was sent by Jueqing Suxin Village, and it was also specifically noted that the message was said by the owner of Manor Ge himself.

Master Ge asked us to send all the masters to come, and said that the righteousness of killing demons suffered heavy losses, and the sects already knew the consequences of the failure.

The results of this meeting and discussion will definitely be better than before. Please rest assured, "Sage Medicine."

"When will the Wenjian Sect hold a meeting?"

"There are six days left when the oral message was sent. Now three days have passed, and there are only less than three days left."
Chapter completed!