"Hahahaha..." Seeing the uncle's drastic expression, Gu Fenghua and the fat white man Ye Wuse couldn't help laughing out loud.
The carriage drove far away, and their brisk laughter still echoed in their ears.
Seeing the carriage gradually becoming smaller in sight and finally disappearing, Fang Shibo and others also showed warm smiles on their faces.
"I wish you a safe return." Fang Shibo whispered blessings to the distance.
"May you return safely." Several elders murmured and softly wished them.
The soft voice contains the deepest blessings and hopes.
Just as Gu Fenghua and his party left Xinghua Temple and headed to the Ancient City of Mingsha, a young man packed up his luggage and prepared to set off.
His figure was extremely tall and his face was a bit lonely, but he was Luo Changfeng, who had been seriously injured by Gu Fenghua's hands.
"Changfeng, have you really decided? That Netherworld Sand Sea is the number one Jedi in my Tianji Continent. Since ancient times, I don't know how many top masters have died. You are still young. With your talent, just practice hard and be promoted.
Xuan Sheng is just a matter of time sooner or later, and it is not impossible to even reach the realm of Tian Sheng. Why do you need to venture into the Netherworld Sand Sea?" Yue Gushan, the head of Xinghua Temple, said with a worried look on his face.
He had accepted two disciples in his life, one was Luo Changfeng and the other was Feng Qingyue. All of these two were the best among the younger generation and the genius. When he accepted these two disciples, he didn't know how many people he attracted.
Envy.
Unfortunately, these two people were defeated by Gu Fenghua one after another. The latter was too serious and now he has become a useless person. Only Luo Changfeng recovered from the treatment of Su Muyun. He really didn't want to see this only one.
What happens to the genius disciple?
"Master, I have already thought about it. Even if I reach the realm of Xuansheng or even the Heavenly Saint one day, I will never have the opportunity to avenge my revenge. Only by going to Wuji Shengtian can I embark on the path of a true strong man and have
The last shame of chance is to have a bloody blood." Luo Changfeng gritted his teeth and said with a decisive look on his face.
No one knows Gu Fenghua better than him. He was only under ten or twenty years old, and almost lost his cultivation. Recently, he has heard some rumors, the Lord of Xingfeng Temple and Piao.
Elder Yungu was seriously injured for some reason, but even Tianquan was helpless. In the end, Gu Fenghua helped to rescue them and cured their injuries.
Even Luo Changfeng felt inferior to his age, such strength and such medical skills.
He can reach the realm of Xuansheng in steps, or even reach the realm of Tiansheng that even his master cannot reach. Can Gu Fenghua not?
He couldn't even imagine how high Gu Fenghua could reach in the future. If he practiced step by step, he would never catch up with her and would never have the chance to take revenge. If he wanted to take revenge, he had to go to Wuji Saint
God, that's his only chance.
"Is revenge really that important to you?" Yue Gushan smiled bitterly, suddenly a little regretful.
If he had known that this would be the result, he would not have agreed to Su Muyun's request. After all, this is the Tianji Continent. Even if she is in Wuji Shengtian, she still has no choice but to do anything to him.
Now, Xinghua Temple is still as stable as Mount Tai, Fang Shibo is safe and sound, but Su Muyun himself returned to Wuji Shengtian, but he didn't eat mutton, but instead made him angry. One disciple's cultivation wasted, the other was terrified.
The disciples were also deeply trapped in hatred and embarked on a path of no return.