After thinking clearly about the stakes involved, the face of this Pulse Condensing Realm disciple became increasingly ugly.
Waves of cold sweat began to flow uncontrollably down his cheeks.
The setting sun gradually disappears on the horizon.
The night slowly pulled over.
When dusk enveloped the Pulse Condensation Realm monk, he struggled to get up from the ground, facing the direction of the palace, and knelt down as if he had made a lot of determination.
He knelt on his knees, his waist straight, but his head hung down.
Emotions such as respect, humility, and regret were revealed at this moment.
He failed today's matter.
Falling out with Chu Yan?
How could he have the courage?
The only thing you can do is to admit your mistakes honestly.
In this case, there may be room for remedy.
One hour, two hours...
Time passes little by little.
The moon slowly emerged from behind the mountain, then climbed to the sky and reached the top.
Then it slowly descended in the other direction.
All night, this disciple knelt there, as if he were a sculpture, motionless.
The longer time passed, the more panicked he became.
Finally, when a ray of fish belly white appeared on the horizon and everything was silent, a black box flew out from the palace door and landed in front of the Pulse Condensation Realm disciple with a clatter.
As if this Pulse Condensation Realm disciple was granted amnesty, he immediately kowtowed in the direction of the palace, picked up the box, and ran away without looking back.
Chen Xiaotian, who was standing on the inside of the gate, waited until the other party ran out of his sight before turning back.
After a while, he came to Chu Yan.
"Is the person gone?" Chu Yan asked.
"Yeah." Chen Xiaotian nodded.
He was looking at Chu Yan now, as if he was looking at the god in his heart.
"Mei Yunhe knows the truth and isn't playing any tricks, otherwise -" Chu Yan snorted and pushed open the door to the side.
Suddenly, there was a roar like a surging ocean tide.
A faint blue light shines from the door, illuminating the surrounding area like the bottom of the sea.
The rich spiritual energy made Chen Xiaotian sway, his eyes were blurry, and he showed the symptoms of drunkenness.
Inside the room were one hundred thousand spiritual stones sent by Mei Yunhe.
One hundred thousand spiritual stones, piled together, are enough to build a tall building.
Fortunately, Chu Yan's palace was big enough to accommodate it.
And when Mei Yunhe delivered it, it was naturally impossible to use a carriage.
In that case, dozens of carriages would not be enough.
He put the spiritual stones in a storage bag and then put the storage bag in a carriage to deliver it.
A storage bag can hold two hundred spiritual stones.
It took a total of five hundred storage bags to contain all the spiritual stones.
These five hundred storage bags are also a huge wealth.
However, Mei Yunhe did not dare to play tricks.
He did not include these storage bags into the number of spirit stones.
In other words, in addition to one hundred thousand spiritual stones, Chu Yan also received an additional five hundred storage bags with spacious interiors.
By doing this, Mei Yunhe was trying to please Chu Yan in disguise, hoping that he would show his favor.
In addition to the spiritual stones, the spiritual springs have also been arranged by Chu Yan.
After the Lingquan was redirected, Chu Yan used several small formations to make the water from the Lingquan form a ring around the interior of the palace.
In this way, coupled with the effect of the spirit gathering array, it is ensured that the spiritual energy will not leak out.
Over time, it is not impossible that the interior of this palace will turn into a small paradise.
Looking around, Chu Yan's eyes fell on Chen Xiaotian, who was already swaying.
"Although the spiritual energy here is helpful to you, you can't be greedy for too much. After all, your realm is here.
You go to practice outside the palace first, and after you advance to another level, I will make other arrangements for you."
Chen Xiaotian already felt that he couldn't stand it anymore.
At this time, after hearing Chu Yan's words, he persisted and bowed, then stumbled towards the outside of the palace.
When I crossed the threshold, I stumbled and almost fell.
However, he himself also knew that guarding such a treasure house would definitely make his cultivation more effective in the future.
With this thought in mind, he didn't want to waste any time and hurriedly found a suitable place to practice.
At this moment, Chu Yan was walking towards the already arranged practice room.
He hadn't had time to sort out the treasures he had received from Mei Yunhe's palace before.
Chu Yan believed that the value of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures he had plundered was definitely not lower than the one hundred thousand spiritual stones.
Not long after, the dark wooden box was placed in front of the two brothers Mei Yunpeng and Mei Yunhe.
The Pulse Condensation Realm disciple has been sent away.
The palace has been repaired, and the two brothers are now in a secret room deep in the palace.
Except for the two of them, other outsiders can neither enter nor peep from the outside.
Looking at the wooden box in front of him, Mei Yunpeng was full of doubts: "We want Wang Peng's people, what does Chu Yan mean by giving us this box?
Does it contain information about where he imprisoned Wang Peng?"
Mei Yunpeng was still mumbling.
Mei Yunhe had already vaguely guessed something.
His face was gloomy now, staring at the wooden box, breathing rapidly, and his chest heaving violently.
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Open the box."
Mei Yunpeng obeyed and opened the wooden box.
Suddenly, a human head appeared in front of the two of them.
Although the head was a little deformed, Mei Yunpeng still recognized it at a glance: "It's Wang Peng!"
At this time, he didn't notice that his brother's face suddenly changed.
First it turned pale, then turned red.
"He did it on purpose!
That guy! He did it on purpose!"
Mei Yunhe's breathing became more and more rapid, and his nostrils were flaring like an angry bull.
"Chu Yan killed Wang Peng a long time ago!
There is no witness at all in his hand!
He made me look embarrassed in front of so many elders and blackmailed me!
He had killed Wang Peng a long time ago, so he only asked me to give him the spiritual stone and spiritual spring before giving me his head!
He is deliberately making me angry!
I, I’m so angry!”
With a wild shout in his heart, Mei Yunhe had tears in his eyes and bloodshot eyes, he slammed the table and stood up.
This movement startled Mei Yunpeng, and he quickly turned to look at Mei Yunhe.
Then he saw Mei Yunhe open his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
But after a few gasping sounds came from his throat, Mei Yunhe suddenly shot a bloody arrow from his mouth, and his body fell backwards like a straight log.
Mei Yunpeng was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to support him, crying: "Brother! Who is it! Who beat you and made you vomit blood!"
While crying, he shook Mei Yunhe violently.
"Say it! Who are you talking about! Brother will definitely avenge you! Definitely! Wuwuwuwu! Brother, what's wrong with you!"
Mei Yunhe wanted to say, you are not such a fool.
But at this moment, Mei Yunpeng was shaken wildly, and it felt like his internal organs were about to be knocked out.
Suddenly, his eyes opened and he fainted completely.
The next moment, in the newly renovated palace, Mei Yunpeng's cry was heard louder than before, as if it was a boar with a rotten butt.