"Master of the Palace, why don't I do something during the assessment later?" Gao Yang said tentatively.
The three sage peaks failed in the Jialuo Grand Competition. This was not only a shame for Fang Shibo, but also a shame for him. All of this was because of Gu Fenghua. Who would have thought that Xinghua Sheng was
A palace master and two elders had planned a major plan for so many years, but in the end he failed because of a yellow-haired girl. It was embarrassing to think about it.
Thinking about the soul refining jade, the best holy pills and other things that the Lord of the Palace was cheated, he was even more resentful and could not let go. He really wanted to find an opportunity to deal with Gu.
Feng Hua paused and exclaimed his anger.
"Although Fang Shibo cannot be regarded as open-minded in his life, he does not bother to do such despicable and despicable behaviors." Fang Shibo said lightly.
Although he was also resentful when he thought of Fang Tianyou's confused appearance, as the lord of the palace, he always had the dignity of the lord, but he didn't bother to do anything in the assessment, because such methods were too low-level
It will only make him look like the IQ of the Lord of the Palace, and it will only make people laugh if it is spread.
After hearing what Fang Shibo said, Gao Yang Bo had no choice but to give up his thoughts.
"By the way, Lord Hall, what should I do with the holy mountains you promised me?" Ding Qinghe asked.
Fang Shibo's brows frowned heavily. In order to persuade Ding Qinghe to violate the ancestral teachings, he opened the formation restrictions on several peaks such as Yundang Mountain and collected the Shengyuanlu, which should belong to Gu Fenghua and others in advance. He had
After agreeing to cross the Dingqing River, Jialuo will give the holy mountain you took from Piaoyun Valley to Shengluo Peak.
But in the Grand Competition of Jialuo, his Saint Jia Peak was defeated in the face of Piaoyun Valley, so where did the holy mountain come from and hand it over to Ding Qinghe?
"Mr. Palace Master, as you are, you won't be willing to let it go, right?" Ding Qinghe said worriedly as he looked at Fang Shibo's frown.
"I, Shengjia Peak, don't have many holy mountains left. Let's do this. I still have some ancestral holy alchemy tools and cultivation techniques. When you have time, come and take a look.
.” Fang Shibo certainly wouldn’t resign himself, and he thought about it and said.
When he said this, his heart was bleeding.
For tens of thousands of years, Saint Jiafeng has been occupying the position of the palace master. The holy alchemy tools and cultivation techniques in his hands are the efforts of the palace masters of all generations. It can be said that it is the foundation of his Saint Jiafeng's foothold. Now,
It's time to be cheaper for others.
"It's not good, so why don't you think of other ways?" Ding Qinghe said shyly, with an unconcealable greed in his eyes.
How could he not know that with the current situation of Shengjiafeng, he could not take out the Holy Mountain to fulfill his promise, and kept staring at the holy alchemy tools and cultivation techniques in Fang Shibo's hands.
"There is no other way. If you want it, just want it, just forget it." With Fang Shibo's eyesight, how could he not understand Ding Qinghe's thoughts and said with a sneer.
"Yes, of course." When Ding Qinghe heard Fang Shibo say this, he dared not to be shy and said hurriedly, for fear that he would change his mind.
Seeing Ding Qinghe's impatient appearance, Fang Shibo felt sad. What does it mean to scatter the money in the tree fall and scatter? That's it.
"Oh, if Tianyou had been willing to listen to me at the beginning, how could my Shengjia Peak end like this?" Looking at Gu Fenghua's gradually approaching figure, Fang Shibo couldn't help but sigh.
However, when he remembered Fang Tianyou who was bedridden and recuperated, he didn't know when he would recover. He quickly put aside this idea and turned back to the temple.