Nine suns stepping on the sky

Liu Biancheng looked dignified, and what he said was known to everyone, but no one thought that the peak of Zhanzong, Xiu He Yishan, would be lost in this fight.For a while, there was still a monk who was not angry in Yuan's heart, so he felt that his heart was much more balanced.After all, the Four Seasons Sect paid such a heavy price and deserved more compensation.

However, there were also those who knew the relationship between He Yishan and the inner lineage of the Four Seasons Sect, who felt suspicious in their hearts at the same time, but how could they dare to reveal the slightest of the current situation.

Mo Yu thought to himself that the suzerain was really old-fashioned, and he directly planted He Yishan's death on the extinct Chang Yunzong.But at this moment, Liu Biancheng's voice came from his ear again, "Mo Yu, this time the sect has won the grand competition. According to the rules, our sect can cut off part of the sect's territory from the other three territories as the first prize. And leave it to you to decide.”

Mo Yu's thoughts turned slightly, and he cupped his hands and said, "My disciple, I will only take one mile from each sect. I don't know what the sect's idea is?"

Liu Biancheng's eyes became a little more appreciative, he nodded and said: "This time the sect competition is won because of you, since you have made such a decision, the sect has no objection." After you return to the sect, you will cut off one mile of territory and complete the handover with my Four Seasons Sect within one month."

The territory of the Yili Zongmen is more of a symbolic meaning. The move of the Four Seasons Sect once again exceeded everyone's expectations.

Tian Yuanzi glanced at Mo Yu, showing undisguised envy, "Congratulations to the Four Seasons Sect for having such a good student, why worry about the sect's failure to prosper! One mile of the sect's territory, three days' worth of Fu Baozong's hands, today I will take my farewell first .”

Taking the entire territory of Chang Yunzong is to establish prestige, so that all forces will be in awe when facing the Four Seasons School.

The symbolic collection of the territory of the three sects and one mile sect is a kindness, and it is also telling everyone that the Four Seasons sect will not bully others in the future.

Such a combination of kindness and power can completely establish the status of the Four Seasons Sect and be arrogant to all parties, but it will not cause joint confrontation.

Liu Biancheng and others hold great power and have been in charge of the sect for many years. It is not surprising that they have used these tricks.But Mo Yu can easily grasp his meaning, which shows that besides his astonishing aptitude for cultivation, he also has extremely high wisdom.Such a disciple is naturally worthy of envy.

It can be foreseen that in the future under his control, the Four Seasons Sect will definitely grow stronger, and may even reach a realm that they dare not imagine!In the long run, the existence of Mo Yu is more important than the Four Seasons Sect's acquisition of the entire territory of the Changyun Sect. Tian Yuanzi is aware of this, so he congratulates him with this. <Zongmen will also offer a mile of Zongmen territory within three days, and Zong will leave first. "

Helian Xiyue seemed to have foreseen the rise of a powerful sect, but her heart was extremely peaceful, and there was only a faint joy in her heart.She knew that Liu Biancheng was destined to be unusual, and he would definitely achieve something in the future, but now he just witnessed her foresight.

She got up, bowed her knees and saluted, "Congratulations!"

There was a trace of complexity in Liu Biancheng's eyes, he stood up and cupped his hands, "There is no need to divide the one-mile territory of the Biyue Sect, it is only temporarily stored in the hands of the noble sect."

Helian Xiyue smiled, "Okay."

She said no more, turned around and took the sect monks away.

"Sect Master Liu, the old man waits to say goodbye!"

"Farewell from the Shanyinliu family!"

"The cultivator of Xunyuan Mountain resigns!"

The three sects left one after another, and the monks from all sides in the hall got up to leave one after another.With their departure today, the Zongmen Grand Competition will inevitably spread within thousands of miles of territory, and everyone will know that there is a Zongmen of the Four Seasons Sect who will start to rise!And in this sect, there is a disciple named Mo Yu...

Soon, all the monks from all parties left, and the disciples of the Four Seasons Sect were responsible for sending them out of the mountain gate one by one.

Suddenly, a disciple walked in quickly from outside the hall, and said respectfully, "Sect Master, elders, Senior Brother Xun Zhao has woken up."

A trace of pain flashed in Liu Biancheng's eyes, "Mo Yu, Xun Zhao will be happy to see that you are safe and sound, so come and see him with us."

When the words fell, he took the lead to leave.

Hua Pang, Shui Zhilong, and Xue Liran also looked gloomy, and got up to follow behind.

Mo Yu frowned, "Brother Xun Zhao was seriously injured?"

Ling Xue nodded lightly, "Brother fought with Chang Yunzong Chen Yu, and the [rotten wood spear in his body was invaded by death energy into the soul, the situation is very bad."

Mo Yu's heart sank. What Liu Biancheng said earlier was only an exaggeration on purpose, but he didn't expect it to be true... His face was heavy, and he walked quickly to the outside of the hall.

In the secret room of Tiandu Palace, Xun Zhao was leaning against the head of the bed with a weak breath, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mo Yu, I really feel relieved that you can come back, otherwise I will be restless for the rest of my life."

Mo Yu nodded without saying anything, stepped forward to hold his palm, and let out a trace of soul power into his body.

Liu Biancheng's face was solemn, he cupped his hands and said, "Old Hong, how is Xun Zhao?"

It is unavoidable for monks to practice and fight with others and get injured. There are specialized pharmacists in each sect. They may not have high cultivation, but they have extremely high attainments in diagnosing and treating various injuries.

Old Hong was thin and thin, with messy hair covering his head, and a dirty robe. At first glance, he looked like an unremarkable slovenly old man, but to make Liu Biancheng treat him so respectfully, it was obvious that he was definitely not what he appeared to be. See it so simple.Hearing this, he frowned and said: "If the old man was by his side when he was injured, maybe he could have saved him, but now that the death energy has dissipated and merged into the soul, the old man is powerless."

"Old Hong, is there really no other way?" Hua Pang asked urgently.

"Yes. If the seventh-rank Linghuang can not hesitate to wear himself out, and is willing to suffer from the erosion of his soul by death energy, he can use his own strong cultivation to force out the death energy. Or find a seventh-rank or above heavenly spirit pill for healing soul injuries, such as Qingshuang Jasper Pill, Pure Yang Jing Shen Pill, etc., can heal him. There are also some Tianbao, which also have this kind of effect, but they are rare in the world, even if the old man tells it, so what."

Liu Biancheng and others fell silent at the same time.

These methods, for them, are the same whether they have it or not.

Old man Hong's face gradually became more ugly, and finally he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and scolded: "I watched Xun Zhao grow up with my own eyes. I don't know what you did to make him suffer such injuries!"

A gloomy look flashed across Xun Zhao's eyes, he shook his head, and said, "I don't blame the teacher and the three uncles for this matter, it's me who insisted on going on stage to fight. Mr. Hong, I want to know, what will happen to me after I come here like this?"

Mr. Hong hesitated for a moment, but still said: "The soul is fused with death energy, and it will be in a state of being hurt for many years, and the power of the soul will gradually fade away. If you practice hard, you may still be able to last ten years. There is only three years at most. In addition, the old man still has two fifth-grade Buyuan Yiqi Pills in his hand, which can be blended with other auxiliary medicines to make medicinal wine and take some every day, which can also allow you to support for a little longer."

Xun Zhao smiled wryly, "Since it is useless, don't waste these two precious fifth-grade panacea on me. The teacher and uncle don't need to blame themselves for this. Maybe this is fate. I once defeated Chen Yu, but I will suffer his backlash and end up today. Fortunately, Junior Brother Mo Yu has killed him, and I have avenged him. But in the future, I can only struggle to survive. The future of the Four Seasons Sect requires Junior Brother Mo Yu and Xun Liang , Junior Sister Lingxue went to support her."

But at this moment, Mo Yu suddenly raised his head, and said solemnly, "What did you say, brother? I'm thinking of going to the outside world to meet the big world in the future. Don't think you can put the burden on me to support the sect." body."

"Brother, brother has come to this point. If you leave, you will definitely bring Junior Sister Lingxue with you. How can Xunliang support the sect's family alone!"

"Senior brother, don't worry. If you are safe and sound, you and senior brother Xunliang are enough to support the sect." Mo Yu said with a smile, "If Mr. Hong can't cure you, it doesn't mean there is really no way."

Xun Zhao was stunned, and quickly understood the meaning of his words, and his face suddenly showed excitement, "Junior brother...you...have a way?" He has outstanding aptitude, strong cultivation, and a bright future, how could he be willing to just fade away like this? Weak, waiting in pain for death.

Old Hong frowned, swept his eyes over Mo Yu, and said, "Xun Zhao is very fragile now, if you just want to comfort him in this way, you'd better stop early, the old man is afraid that he will find out in the future It will be even more difficult to accept." Obviously, he was questioning what Mo Yu said.

Liu Biancheng also showed surprise on his face, "Mo Yu, this matter is no small matter, are you really sure?"

Mo Yu's face was serious, and he said respectfully: "Brother Xun Zhao is like an elder brother to me. If you are not sure, this disciple will never speak easily." He turned to Mr. Hong, "Mr. I doubt it, I am able to save Senior Brother Xun Zhao because of another destiny. But I have a heartless request, if I can cure Senior Brother Xun Zhao, I wonder if I can give the disciple two Pills of Invigorating Energy and Yiqi?"

Old Hong frowned even tighter. He didn't believe that Mo Yu really had a solution, but his face seemed to be fake. Could it be that he really had some method?

"If you can cure Xun Zhao, so what if the old man will give you two nourishing Qi pills! You want this, obviously because someone needs to replenish the loss of the soul. As long as Xun Zhao can recover, the old man will help you practice Make a batch of four-grade herbal elixir, and I will also share it with you!"

Mo Yu was overjoyed when he heard the words, "Thank you, Mr. Hong, then please get ready, this disciple will open the furnace to make alchemy!"

"The old man really doesn't have much confidence in you, but the longer you delay, the harder it will be to cure. If you have a way, do it immediately."

Xun Zhao said suddenly, with a solemn expression on his face, "Brother, you must assure me that my treatment of the injury will not cause any harm to you, otherwise brother would rather the injury remain unhealed than let you do anything!"