Gu Fenghua didn't know how important this pill was to Feitian Sect. She only knew that this pill could be refined, and it just needed some time to think about it.
So, Gu Fenghua climbed down from the stool and said, "I'm a little hungry. Can you think about it while eating?"
"Yes, it's totally OK. Let's go, Uncle Master will take you to eat first. I'll have someone make whatever you want to eat for you." He Jinshui stepped forward and held Gu Fenghua's hand and said with a smile.
Gu Fenghua turned around and waved Zhuyue, and waved. Lang Zhuyue grinned, walked up, held Gu Fenghua's hand, and followed him.
Senior Brother Liu and Jiang Li stood behind, looking at each other.
"My junior sister, aren't you here to learn alchemy from Uncle Master?" Jiang Li asked in a daze.
"Yes!" Senior Brother Liu slapped his thigh, "Didn't your junior sister come here today to learn alchemy from my master? How could it become like this?"
Senior Brother Qu stood up, looked at the two of them silently, walked over them, and walked straight out.
Several other disciples who were watching also went out with strange expressions. What was going on today?
He Jinshui did not care about the reactions of the apprentices behind him, but took Gu Fenghua to his house. He was in the side hall next to him. He only realized that Xiao Fenghua was still a child after he ordered the tea. So he asked someone to change it to him.
Honey water, served with pastries.
He Jinshui looked at his two little cheeks eating like a little hamster, and felt that his heart was about to melt.
"Eat slowly, you can take it back if you can't finish it. By the way, I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more braised chicken legs for you, and you can take it back."
"Thank you, uncle." Gu Fenghua and Lang Zhuyue thanked each other.
"No thanks, no thanks. If you can really refine this pill, I should thank you. Stop talking. Even the sect leader would like to thank you." He Jinshui said with some emotion and expectation.
"Is this pill very important to the sect?" Gu Fenghua put down the snacks in his hand and looked up at He Jinshui.
"It's very important!" He Jinshui's expression became solemn. He didn't care whether the five-year-old child could understand it or not, and began to tell it. Perhaps, he just wanted to say some worries, not to tell Gu Fenghua.
"Our Feitian Sect is now in danger. The Wuji Holy Heaven is vast and there are countless sects. The sects are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. According to the master, our sect was the top grade a long time ago, but I have no chance to meet them.
When I was a child, the Feitian Sect was still a low-grade sect, but later it became more and more declining. Now it is difficult to even judge the low-grade sect.
The selection at the end of this year was originally very promising to become a low-grade sect, but Qiao Feiyu, who was the main force, was seriously injured some time ago and has not healed yet. His injury is that he needs this Qingling Jade Soul Pill.
If Qiao Feiyu recovers, plus several other disciples, we will have hope of evaluating the lower-grade sect this year. However, at this critical moment, Qiao Feiyu was so seriously injured. The sect leader has been trying to suppress his injuries for a while.
Only those who are rated as low-grade sects are qualified to participate in some of the events held by medium-grade sects. Even if they discover secret realms, they must be given quotas according to their grades.”
Gu Fenghua understood it, that is to say, there are countless sects in Wuji Shengtian, divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Resources are allocated according to the level. People go to a higher level. If they don’t fight, they will only decline more and more.