On the top of Shitian Mountain, inside the main hall. Grandmaster Qian Mo's expression suddenly changed. He yelled loudly, "This villain!"
All the great monks who were concentrating on taking notes were shocked by the old man.
Sect Leader Huang couldn't help but frown slightly. "Old friend, why are you angry?"
"My evil disciple. He..." Qian Mo was heartbroken.
At this moment, a person stumbled in from outside the hall, it was Brother Li Tong.
Brother Li Tong glanced at Qianmo and hesitated to speak.
"Li Tong, if you have something to say, tell me quickly!" Gao Pu said angrily.
Li Tong was still hesitant. Don't dare to speak out.
"My child, have you seen my evil disciple?" Qian Mo was furious and smashed the jade letter in his hand to the ground. He was really angry.
Huang Ao said: "Old friend, what happened? What happened to Feng'er?"
"I'm ashamed to speak! My traitor stole your sect's magic weapon."
"ah?"
Everyone was shocked when this statement came out. All the great monks looked at each other.
Qian Mo then explained: "That bastard sent me a message just now. He said that he was too obsessed with the magic weapons that Ying Hui refined. He knew that the third child was deceased, and the Qi Sect would never let those magic weapons leak out, so he Come up with this plan."
Seeing Qian Mo speak first, Li Tong answered: "Just now, Master Feng went to the small building and forcibly took away several magic weapons refined by the Third Master. He left these and flew away. I also If you can't stop him, you'll report it immediately."
After Li Tong finished speaking, he presented what Pei Feng had left behind.
A complete set of alchemy secrets. A precious elixir recipe. There is also a sacred artifact, which Huang Ao gave to Pei Feng earlier.
What a waste of money!
Li Yanzhong couldn't help laughing and joked: "Master, Junior Brother Feng would rather choose the low-level magic weapon refined by the third child than the holy weapon you gave me."
Qian Mo sighed, "I can't bear to tell you this with my old face. He told me that the magical artifacts he took away were small mirrors, small stones, etc. They were all meant to be given to the senior sister on Xingkui Peak."
As soon as these words came out, the hall burst into laughter.
Wu Daren said: "Those magical instruments can transmit sounds thousands of miles away and create images thousands of miles away. Junior Brother Feng is at the age when his love interest begins, so it is understandable that he misses Senior Sister in his heart."
All the great monks suppressed their laughter.
Qian Mo's old face is really unbearable.
He really couldn't figure out why his precious apprentice would do such a crazy thing. The most annoying thing was that Pei Feng had summoned him earlier and asked him to hold Huang Ao back, so he had no choice but to take out a treasured pill to prevent tribulation. Unexpectedly, the boy's purpose was to steal something to give to his young lover.
Michelle couldn't help laughing, "Geniuses have always been romantic since ancient times. Uncle Shi, please calm down."
"Good-for-nothing! I will bring him back to apologize. Today I will destroy him as a scoundrel."
Huang Ao stopped him immediately, "Hey, Feng'er is still injured. Since he likes those gadgets, he just plays with them. If you bring him back to punish him, Feng'er's face will not look good."
"How can he have any face when he does such a despicable thing!"
"Young people. It's hard to control yourself when you're deeply in love. Aren't you and I both born from young people." Huang Ao returned all the alchemy secrets left by Pei Feng to Qian Mo. This thing is the life-long effort of the Grand Master. How can he, Shi Tian Weapon Sect, exchange it for a few low-level magical weapons!
Qian Mo took back the secret book, but now he couldn't give it away without giving away the calamity-saving elixir.
After bidding farewell to all the weapon refiners in the main hall. Qian Mo rushed down Shitian Mountain with anger.
This trip to Qi Zong. He has lost his old face!
After Qian Mo left, Huang Ao immediately returned to his seven-story pagoda and entered the secret room through the portal. The fleeting feeling of uneasiness just now was still on his mind.
After entering the secret room, Huang Ao's expression suddenly changed.
"Oh it's you!"
Huang Ao shook his sleeves and rolled Yang Xu off the weapon refining table.
Yang Xu was actually holding his immortal weapon Huntian Hammer and slamming it against the hilt of the divine sword.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Huang Ao's mouth, "You still want to destroy the Divine Sword with your meager cultivation! You are overestimating your capabilities."
Huang Ao slapped Yang Xu away.
A monk at the peak of the soul realm was slapped by Huang Ao and lost half his life! Yang Xu collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood heavily.
"I won't kill you yet. I want you to see him die in front of me."
Yang Xu stared at Huang Ao fiercely and got up stubbornly.
Huang Ao threw out a pill and laughed sinisterly. "His talent is indeed above mine. But now I have refined the Sun-Splitting Divine Sword into a life weapon. Do you still think he has a chance to beat me? Soon, I will set foot on the top of cultivation. I will bring the entire cultivation world to the top. Trampled underfoot.”
Yang Xu squeezed out a few words through her teeth, "Even if you achieve the status of a god, in my heart, you are not as good as him."
"You!" An astonishing momentum burst out from Huang Ao. "Do you really think I'm reluctant to kill you?"
Yang Xu sneered, "Do you think I will be afraid of death? A hundred years ago, after I was forcibly occupied by you, a beast, I was already dead!"
Yang Xu was not afraid at all and approached Huang Ao step by step. "You are not as good as him, and you will never be as good as him. You are afraid that he will refine the magic weapon first before you, you are jealous of his talent, and you are jealous that he has won my heart! You will always be a villain who kills his disciples and takes his wife. This is the lingering shadow in your heart. If your heart is lacking, your soul will be destroyed!"
"Ah!" Huang Ao roared. A palm struck Yang Xu's Tianling Gai.
Yang Xu closed her eyes and waited for death to come. The huge palm wind made her unable to breathe and her heart stopped.
Time seems to have stopped.
The pressure gradually disappeared, and Yang Xu slowly opened his eyes. There was no one in sight. Her body could no longer support it and completely collapsed.
At the same time, Yang Xu's mood collapsed at this moment.
she wailed. Cries echoed in the secret room.
She did this to help Pei Feng, but also to seek death. She believed that Pei Feng would be able to hand over what she entrusted to her master. She has no regrets.
Huang Ao still couldn't bear to kill the woman he loved. She is the most amazing woman in the world for refining weapons. A hundred years ago, when the three of them were in seclusion, he fell deeply in love with his disciple.
If not, he would not have killed his favorite disciple, Ying Hui Pai. This absurd sadomasochism that goes against human ethics between three generations of master and apprentice. It was Huang Ao's unspeakable pain in his life.
He knew it a hundred years ago. Even if he kills Ying Hui, his feelings for Yang Xu will never be seen. He is the leader of a sect and Yang Xu's ancestor. This love will discredit him and bring him down from the altar. But his love for this woman made him lose his mind.
He would rather imprison Yang Xu until the end of time. Nor can he watch her fall into the arms of another man.
Hundreds of years of grudges all started because of one thought.
Huang Ao stood on the top of the pagoda with his hands folded. Overlooking the night view of Shitian Mountain.
He had enjoyed this feeling of stepping on mountains and rivers and holding stars in his hands for hundreds of years. Now, he finally truly possesses such strength. But I still felt an emptiness inside that was hard to fill.
