Liu Junqi opened his half-closed eyes and said lightly: "Junior brother, can't you change your temperament?" He paused and continued: "You want to break the sect rules in front of so many people in the sect. How do I deal with it?"

Lu Hongqi said: "Then will Chen Dong and Xue Shan die in vain?"

Liu Junqi said lightly: "It's not our fault that they die, they are just not good at learning skills. I guess it may be the killer given by Senior Brother Bai's newly recruited apprentice. Don't worry, I will deal with it!" As he said that, his expression became even more gloomy.

Bai Yuqi took Mao Di and Wenqing back to the small courtyard where Mao Di lives.

In the practice room, Bai Yuqi sat cross-legged with his back to the altar, and opposite him were Mao Di and Wenqing respectively.

Bai Yuqi said to Brother Mao: "Brother Mao, have you gained something in this trip to the Tibetan Gong Pavilion?"

Brother Mao said, "Apart from that painting, I got this thing." Then he took out the bottle-like thing that Chen Honglian gave him.

Bai Yuqi did not take the things from Mao Di's hand and said, "Although this painting is a bit worn, it is your chance to get it. I don't think it is that simple. If you want to study it well, there is only that bottle plug. I have been studying it for nearly a hundred years and have never discovered anything special about it. Since you get one, you can keep it well and maybe it will be helpful to you!"

Brother Mao put away what was in his hand and said, "Disciple, I understand!"

Bai Yuqi nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "There is another month left to the Tomb Treasure Hunt Competition. This competition has received two places for the master!" Then he said to Wen Qing: "Wen Qing, you entered the Master earlier. You must try to take good care of your junior brother in this treasure hunting competition. After all, he just started and didn't know anything!"

Wen Qing said respectfully to Bai Yuqi: "You have written down your thoughts!"

Bai Yuqi said to Mao Di again: "This time the Zanggong Pavilion was opened, and the younger generation of disciples were killed and injured. Even Chen Dong and Xue Shan, the two young generation leaders, were buried in it. I think Liu Junqi and Lu Hongqi will not be willing to do so. Although they are not afraid of them, they are easy to avoid open guns and difficult to prevent hidden arrows. You must be more careful!"

Brother Mao and Wen were in harmony, and bowed and said, "Master, don't worry, we have recorded it!"

"Okay!" Bai Yuqi nodded comforting Buddha and said, "You all have to practice diligently this month. I hope you can all return with a full load!" After pausing, he said to Wenqing: "Wenqing, you can go back too, I will leave first!" After that, he stood up and walked out.

Seeing Bai Yuqi walking out, Wen Qing also stood up and said to Brother Mao, "Junior Brother Mao, we will set off together in a month!"

Brother Mao bowed to Wen Qing and said, "Senior Sister!" Wen Qing nodded and turned around and walked out.

Brother Mao felt a strong resentment in Wen Qing, and this resentment was very deep. Although Brother Mao’s cultivation was not as profound as Wen Qing, he had been involved in a lot of dealing with demons over the years and was very sensitive to this.

Brother Mao shook his head, and after Wenqing left, he recruited Bing'er and Xiaolongnu from the Qiankun Realm.

After waiting for the two girls to sit down, Brother Mao told them that they were about to leave Chanyun Sect in a month, and they could leave.

When Bing'er and Xiaolongnu were really excited when they heard the good news that Brother Mao brought to them.

Brother Mao also set up a four-size spirit gathering array for the two girls in the room to facilitate their cultivation.

Brother Mao gently closed the door, set up a simple seal on the door, and returned to the yard.

Brother Mao first took out the secret martial arts book called "Guiyuanqi" obtained in the Zanggong Pavilion and began to carefully study it.

I saw that this technique is quite a perfect technique. The more I watched it, the more I became more shocked. I didn’t expect that there would be such a magical technique in the world. According to the technique, if the practice can be completed, in the battle, all the spiritual energy in the radius of a hundred meters (this spiritual energy includes true energy, immortal energy, demon energy, magic power, and even Buddha power, etc.) can be converted into the true energy he needs for himself, so as to increase his combat power to a higher level.

However, the conditions for practicing this martial art called "Guiyuanqi" are also very harsh. The practitioner's tendons and veins must be very tough and wide, so as to accommodate sufficient domineering spiritual power.

Brother Mao thought to himself: "It seems that if you want to practice "Guiyuanqi", you must first practice the "Material Forging" to the extreme!"

Thinking of this, Brother Mao put away "Guiyuanqi" and then took out the dilapidated picture obtained in Zanggong Pavilion.

Brother Mao looked at the picture over and over for a long time, but he still couldn't see any difference.

Just when Brother Mao wanted to give up, the purple lotus in the sea suddenly opened its huge petals, and then a beam of light as thick as a thumb shot out from the stamen, immediately covering the worn-out picture that Brother Mao was about to put away.

At this time, an incredible scene happened to Brother Mao. I saw a blazing purple fire ignited on the picture. In the blink of an eye, Brother Mao was burned into nothingness by the purple fire.

Brother Mao thought to himself, "Is this painting really useless?" But the next scene made Brother Mao open his mouth wide in horror.

After the purple torch was burned out, it did not disappear, but turned into a map. I saw that the mountains and rivers were so clear that even the flowers, plants and trees were drawn vividly, as if they were living things in front of me.

Brother Mao didn't have time to sigh, before the map disappeared, it was completely remembered in his heart.

Just as Brother Mao finished memorizing, the map disappeared, and two curved lines of large characters appeared on the purple fire.

Brother Mao rubbed his eyes and saw clearly that it turned out to be "The Emperor of Eternal Eternals, the borough of the Yellow Spring, hateful heaven and earth, cut off my Taoist roots."

Brother Mao looked at the two lines of eight big words, pondered for a while, and murmured, "Is this map a secret hidden secret left by an emperor? If this is the case, then should I go by myself or say it to Bai Yuqi?" After thinking about it, Brother Mao decided not to say it for now and act according to the opportunity.

The big word disappeared, and the purple fire returned to the shape of a flame, dancing happily in front of Maodi.

Brother Mao felt that the purple fire did not emit a scorching temperature, as if he was very intimate with him.

Brother Mao unconsciously stretched out his palm and stroked it. Unexpectedly, Zihuo not only did not dodge, but also jumped into his palm.

Just when Brother Mao was surprised, Zihuo suddenly penetrated into his skin and disappeared.
Chapter completed!