Update time: 2013-04-20

Liu Biancheng looked solemn. What he said was known to everyone, but no one expected that He Yishan, the peak cultivation level of the Zhan Sect, would be lost in this battle. For a moment, there was still anger in the cultivator in his heart, so he felt that his heart was much more balanced. After all, the Four Seasons Sect paid such a heavy price and should receive more compensation.

But there are also those who know the relationship between He Yishan and the inner sect of the Four Seasons, and they feel shocked and suspicious at the same time. But the current situation is not enough to reveal any of them.

Mo Yu thought to himself that the sect leader was indeed very skillful and actually framed He Yishan's death directly on the devastated Changyun Sect. It was reasonable. Even if someone suspected it later and had no evidence, he could do nothing. At this moment, the voice of Liubiancheng came from his ears again, "Mo Yu, this sect won the sect competition. According to the rules, our sect can cut some sect territory from the other three sects as the first prize, and this matter will be left to you to decide."

Mo Yu's thoughts turned slightly and bowed, "Disciple thought that he would only take one mile per sect, but I wonder what the sect's idea was?"

Liu Biancheng's eyes were even more appreciative and nodded, "You can win this sect competition because of you. Since you have decided so, this sect has no objection."

He turned his head and looked at the Fubao below, Changchun and Biyue Sects, "I asked the three fellow Taoists to return to the sect and seize a mile of territory. Within one month, I would complete the handover with my Four Seasons Sect."

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

Tian Yuanzi glanced at Mo Yu, revealing unconcealed envy, "Congratulations to the Four Seasons Sect for having such a good disciple, why worry about the sect's unrest! The territory of Yili Sect will be presented with both hands within three days, and I will say goodbye today."

Taking all the territory of Changyun Sect is to establish authority and to make all forces in awe when facing the Four Seasons Sect.

The symbolic collection of the territory of the Three Sects and One Mile Sect is to show kindness and to tell everyone that the Four Seasons Sect will not bully others in the future.

Only by doing such a way of giving kindness and power can we completely establish the status of the Four Seasons Sect and look down on all parties without causing joint efforts to compete.

Liu Biancheng and others held great power and had been in charge of the sect for many years. It was not surprising that they used these skills. But Mo Yu could easily grasp his meaning, which showed that in addition to his amazing cultivation qualifications, he also had extremely high wisdom. Such a disciple is naturally worthy of envy.

It can be foreseen that in the future, the Four Seasons Sect will definitely grow stronger and stronger, and may even reach a state they dare not imagine! In the long run, Mo Yu's existence is more important than the Four Seasons Sect's acquisition of the entire territory of the Changyun Sect. Tian Yuanzi noticed this, so he expressed his congratulations.

Lu Boyun stood up immediately afterwards and bowed, saying, "Changchun Sect will also offer a sect territory within three days. This Sect will say goodbye first."

He sighed secretly and had a decision in his heart. When he returned to the sect, he blocked the mountain gate and strictly prohibited his disciples from going out at will to avoid causing trouble. If Changchun Sect wants to rise, he can only wait for decades, or a disciple with amazing talent as talent as Mo Yu appears in the sect... But he knew in his heart that such a disciple is rare in a thousand years, and the best choice for Changchun Sect is to temporarily lie dormant and wait for the opportunity.

Helian Xiyue seemed to have foresaw the rise of a powerful sect, but her heart was extremely calm, with only a hint of joy. She knew that Liubiancheng was destined to be uncommon, and that he would definitely achieve something in the future, and now he is just witnessing her foresight.

She stood up and bowed, "Congratulations!"

There was a hint of complexity in Liubiancheng's eyes, and he stood up and bowed, "The territory of Biyue Sect does not need to be cut off, it is just to assume that this sect will be temporarily stored in the hands of your sect."

Helian Xiyue smiled, "Okay."

She stopped talking and turned around to take the monks of the sect to leave.

"Sect Master Liu, I will say goodbye!"

"Shanyin Liu family said goodbye!"

"The monk Xunyuan Mountain retreated!"

The three sects left one after another, and cultivators from all walks of life stood up to say goodbye. Today, the sect competition will inevitably spread within the territory of thousands of miles in a radius. Everyone will know that a sect, the Four Seasons Sect, will begin to rise! And in this sect, there is a disciple named Mo Yu...

Soon, all the monks from all sides had 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 suddenly walked in outside the hall quickly and said respectfully: "Sect Master, elders, Senior Brother Xun Zhao is awake."

A trace of pain flashed across Liu Biancheng's eyes, "Mo Yu, Xun Zhao will be happy to see you safe and have nothing to do. You can go and see him with us."

After the words fell, he took the lead and left.

Hua Pang, Shui Zhilong, Xue Liran's face was also slightly gloomy, and she stood up and followed behind.

Mo Yu frowned, "Senior Brother Xun Zhao suffered a serious injury?"

Ling Xue nodded gently, "Senior brother fought with Chen Yu of Changyunzong, and the [rotten wood spear] in his body was invaded by death energy. The situation was very bad."

Mo Yu's heart sank. Liu Biancheng said before, he just thought it was deliberately exaggerating, but he didn't expect it to be true... His face was heavy and he quickly walked towards the outsider of the palace.

In the Tiandu Palace Reconstruction Secret Room, Xun Zhao leaned against the head of the bed with a weak breath, but a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Mo Yu, if you can come back, I will be relieved for you, otherwise I will be uneasy in this life."

Mo Yu nodded without saying much, stepped forward and held his palm, poked out a trace of soul power and entered his body.

Liu Biancheng looked solemn and bowed, "Old Hong, how about Xun Zhao?"

Cultivators are inevitably injured when practicing with others. There are special medicine masters in each sect. Their cultivation level may not be high, but they have extremely high attainments in diagnosing and treating various injuries.

Mr. Hong was thin, with his hair chaotic over his head, and his robe looked dirty. At first glance, he was an inconspicuous sloppy old man, but it was obvious that he was not as simple as he saw on the surface. He heard this and frowned and said, "If I were there when he was injured, I might have saved him, but now the death energy has dissipated and merged into my soul, I can do nothing."

"Old Mr. Hong, is there really nothing I can do?" Hua Pang said anxiously.

"Yes. If the seventh-level spiritual emperor can be willing to suffer the pain of the soul being eroded by the death energy, he can force the death energy out of his own strength. Or find a seventh-grade or above Tianling Pill to cure the soul's injuries, such as Qingshuang Jade Pill, Pure Yang Jing Shen Pill, etc., which can all be cured. There are also some Tianbao, which also has this effect, but it is rare in the world. Even if I say it, what can I do?"

Liubiancheng and others remained silent at the same time.

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

Old Old Hong's face gradually became even more ugly. Finally, he couldn't help but feel angry and scolded: "I watched Xun Zhao grow up with my own eyes. I don't know how you did it, but he was injured like this!"

A little sadness flashed in Xun Zhao's eyes. He shook his head and said, "It's not up to the teacher and the three uncles. I insisted on going on stage to fight. Mr. Hong, I want to know, what will happen to me in the future?"

Mr. Hong hesitated for a moment and said, "The soul will be damaged for many years and years. The soul power will dissipate and gradually become weak. If you practice hard, you may be able to support it for ten years. If you let it go, you will only last for three years at most. In addition, I have two fifth-grade Yuan-Replenishing Qi Pills in my hand. Combined with other auxiliary medicines to blend it into medicinal wine, take some daily, which can also allow you to support it for a little longer."

Xun Zhao smiled bitterly, "Since it is useless, don't waste these two precious fifth-grade spiritual pills on me. The teacher and the uncle don't need to blame themselves for this. Perhaps this is destined. I defeated Chen Yu, but I was beaten by him and ended up today. Fortunately, Junior Brother Mo Yu has killed him and avenged me. But in the future, I can only struggle to survive. The future of the Four Seasons Sect needs Junior Brother Mo Yu, Xunliang, and Ling Xue to support me."

But at this moment, Mo Yu suddenly raised his head and said seriously, "What did senior brother say? I think I will go to the outside world to see the great world in the future and support the important task of supporting the sect. Don't you think you can put it on me."

"Junior brother, I've been here for this. If you leave, you will definitely bring Junior Sister Ling Xue with you. How can Xunliang alone support the sect's sect?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, if you are safe and sound, you and Xunliang will be enough to support the sect." Mo Yu smiled and said, "Old Hong cannot cure you, it does not mean there is really no way."

Xun Zhao was slightly stunned and quickly understood what he meant. He suddenly felt excited, "Junior brother... do you... have a way?" He had excellent qualifications and strong cultivation, and his future prospects were bright. How could he be willing to gradually weaken and wait for the arrival of death in pain.

Old Hong frowned, his eyes swept over Mo Yu, and said, "Xun Zhao is very fragile now. If you just want to comfort him in this way, it is better to stop earlier. I am afraid that he will find out more and more difficult to accept when he knows it in the future." Obviously, he was questioning what Mo Yu said.

Liu Biancheng also expressed surprise on his face, "Mo Yu, this matter is quite serious, are you really sure?"

Mo Yu's face was solemn and said respectfully: "Senior Brother Xun Zhao is like a brother to me. If I don't have certainty, my disciple will never speak easily." He turned to Mr. Hong, "Old Hong is skilled in medical skills, and I have no intention of questioning you. There is another reason why I can save Mr. Xun Zhao. But my disciple has a heartless request. If I can cure Mr. Xun Zhao, I wonder if you can give the disciple two Yuan Fuqi pills?"

Old Hong frowned even more. He didn't believe that Mo Yu really had a solution, but seeing his expression was not like a fake, could he really have some means?

"If you can cure Xun Zhao, so what if I give you two Yuan-Replenishing Qi Pills! If you want this thing, it is obvious that someone needs to supplement soul loss. As long as Xun Zhao can recover, I will help you refine a furnace of fourth-grade Baicao Ling Pills, and they will also be with you!"

Mo Yu was happy when he heard this, "Thank you Mr. Hong, then please be prepared and open the furnace and refine the alchemy for your disciples!"

"I really don't have much confidence in you, but the longer I delay, the harder I will be to heal. If you have a solution, take action immediately."
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