Hu Runzhi really respected Chen Yu. The room he arranged for him was not only luxurious, but also covered a large area. There was also a pavilion in the courtyard. Chen Yu specially brewed a pot of hot tea and took Circe to the pavilion.
After pouring a cup of hot tea for Cirsi, Chen Yu looked at her and said, "Tell me slowly, how have you been taught by the Holy Spirit in the past three years?"
Regarding the news about Cirsi and Alice, Chen Yu still learned from Xiao Jie. He was not sure what the Holy Spirit Sect’s chief elder Lan Tu and second elder Rogge thought of the two women. But now that Cirsi was in front of him, Chen Yu wanted to
Find out more.
If Lan Tu and Rogge are really qualified masters and have taken good care of the two girls in the past three years, Chen Yu will not mind giving them some benefits. If they only regard Alice and Circe as tools to use,
Chen Yu will let them see the colors of hell with their own eyes.
Circe wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and calmed down for a while before saying, "Master, these three years have been really long."
Half an hour later, Sirsi's story was finished, and Chen Yu's face was particularly cold.
The second elder of the Holy Spirit Sect just forced Cirsi to make elixirs for him every day. He actually forced Cirsi to marry Fang Zizai, the wretched little master uncle of Zizai Sect.
Circe was as bright and charming as ever, but Chen Yu didn't understand her well enough. Her eyes were full of unconcealable tiredness. The story was very brief, but after all, it was three long years. Chen Yu could imagine the pain that Circe suffered.
"Master, what are you going to do next? It's getting late, I have to go back." Circe said worriedly. She wanted to stay with Chen Yu, but once Rogge learned of this, the consequences would be serious.
Rogge himself possesses the realm of the late Jindan, but Circe believes in Chen Yu, but this is not a scary thing.
The leader of the Holy Spirit Sect is one of the six strongest people in the Xuanling Realm, with peak Golden Core cultivation, and it is said that he has attacked the Nascent Soul Realm once before. Although he failed, he has made further progress.
To put it bluntly, most monks at the peak of the Golden Core could only be killed instantly when facing the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect. Circe had the honor to meet the leader once, and that man was as ferocious as a wild beast crawling in the abyss.
The majesty and cold-bloodedness gave her an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Circe did not want Chen Yu to offend the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect because of her.
"Go back? Where to go!" Chen Yu said calmly while looking at Cirsi.
One of the most important purposes why he came to the Xuanling Realm this time was to find Alice, Sersi, Xia Qianqian, and Song Qingyun. Since he had already met Sersi, there was no reason for her to return to
Rogge and Fang Zi were next to those two trash.
Looking at Chen Yu's familiar face, Cirsi said in a trembling voice: "Master, I have seen the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, he is really like a god..."
"Why, are you afraid that I can't protect you?" Chen Yu asked.
Circe waved her hands quickly and said: "No...no...I know that the master came to the Nine Spirits Sect this time to participate in the Medicine Immortal Competition and obtain the Mysterious Spirit Grass."
"Master, why don't I go back first and stay by Rogge's side, waiting for you to get the Mysterious Spirit Grass, refine it into a pill, and after swallowing it, your realm will reach a higher level. Come..."
"Alas!" Chen Yu let out a long sigh and couldn't help but rub Cersei's smooth blond hair and said: "Once you are a member of my Jianglin sect, you will be a member of my whole life. Don't worry, you have suffered so much in the past three years."
I will let Rogge and the Holy Spirit Cult repay the suffering a thousand times."
"If I can't even protect you, I, Chen Yu, won't have to practice anymore."
"Master." Circe looked at Chen Yu, tears welling up in her eyes again.
"Give me your hand." Chen Yu wiped away the tears from the corners of Cersei's eyes and said softly.
Circe obediently stretched out her right hand, and Chen Yu put his index and middle fingers on her white wrist, closed his eyes, and felt carefully.
Circe was a little worried and said, "Master, how are you doing?"
Chen Yu easily felt that there was a mass of dark ink-like gas surrounding Circe's heart. This was the so-called collapse of the immortal. He smiled coldly, with disdain in his eyes, "One of the six major sects in the Xuanling Realm.
One, this Rogge’s methods are as ridiculous as a child’s.”
Withdrawing his hand, Chen Yu said: "You stay here, I will refine an antidote pill for you."
Circe nodded lightly and said, "Master, I will protect you."
Chen Yu shook his head and said, "No, it only takes a few minutes."
Circe's pretty face showed a look of shock. In the past three years, she had racked her brains and spent a lot of effort in refining the antidote to the Xianxian Powder.
Although he succeeded in refining one in the end, it was a pity that it could only be suppressed for three months. Chen Yu could attack the Immortal Defeating Powder that Rogge was proud of in ten minutes. Compared with the two, there was a huge difference.
While Chen Yu was refining the antidote, in a courtyard room of the Jiuling Sect, Fang Zizai, a high-ranking young master in the Zizi Sect, kept walking back and forth in front of the window.
Rogge, who was sitting on the bench with a gloomy expression, couldn't stand it anymore and said: "Elder Fang, can you stop walking around and making me dizzy?"
Fang Zizai wrung his hands together tightly and said: "Elder Luo, are you sure that your alchemy skills are not as good as that of Chen Yu, a casual cultivator? You are the number one person in the alchemy teaching of the Holy Spirit, and you are not much worse than the old man Hu Runzhi.
If you can’t do it, what should I do with Xuanling Jicao?”
"You need to know whether I, the leader of the Zizi Sect, and you, the leader of the Xuanling Sect, can break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, the elixir refined from the Xuanling Jicao is indispensable." Fang Zizai said anxiously.
Rogge touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "I'm not sure either, but we can't take risks. After all, I've never seen Hu Runzhi's attitude towards that boy."
Fang Zizai said with a sad face: "Then what should we do?"
"Medicine Immortal Competition!" Rogge thought for a moment, smiled, and said: "Elder Fang, you should know that I have a good personal relationship with Wang Jie, the great elder of the Nine Spirits Sect."
Fang Zizai nodded, "I know, what's wrong?"
Rogge narrowed his eyes and said: "Hu Runzhi has handed over the entire schedule of the Medicine Fairy Competition the day after tomorrow to Wang Jie, and he has full authority to plan it. Perhaps, we can visit old friends..."
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In a quiet courtyard in the north of the Jiuling Sect, Zhu Qing, the young master of the Tiandao Sect, waved his ancient sword and chopped off dozens of pots of fragrant herbs in the courtyard.
The walls of the courtyard and the blue brick floor were all covered with deep sword marks from Zhu Qing's venting. In the house, blue and white porcelain teacups and even some antique calligraphy and paintings were all thrown to the floor by Zhu Qing.
"I...can't swallow this breath!" Zhu Qing's features were ferocious, and he roared with a sword, cutting off a bowl-sized pear tree in the courtyard.
As the young master of Tiandao Sect, Zhu Qing has lived for so many years. How has he ever suffered such humiliation?! And the most important thing is that Chen Yu is just a casual cultivator.
It was this little casual cultivator who was looked down upon by them who personally killed Shao Gu of Yuntian Mansion in front of them.
This is equivalent to slapping their Tiandaomen in front of everyone in the world. How can you endure it?! yyls