Chapter 41

"Exactly."

Shen Zhenyi spoke carelessly.

Su Fangzhai hesitated for a moment, but quickly nodded, "OK, according to Lord Shen, as long as you teach me the truth of Zifeng Huanluan. You can take away the inheritance of this secret method!"

If there is no truth of Zifeng Huanluan, it is almost impossible to cultivate the heart emperor of zihuo. The blazing sun real fire swims around the body and burns the limbs, trunk and brain marrow. Even if the martial artist presses it down with pure skills, the heat poison can not evaporate.

Especially when you have advanced skills, the real fire of the sun rotating in your body every day will be more intense, and your body can't support it at all.

Su Fangzhai is determined and determined to complete the great cause that his ancestors failed to complete. However, due to the limitations of his own body, he can't raise the purple fire heart emperor to a higher level, that is, he can't raise the martial arts level to the fourth level of the real world.

Although there is only one level difference, after entering the realm of real martial arts, each level is a big threshold.

As long as there is the truth of Zifeng Huanluan, sufangzhai believes that she will be able to make further progress in the short term, and ziyanzong's status will be different from that before - in this way, she is bound to get the truth.

This is a treasure that the leader of Ziyan sect has been longing for since the past dynasties!

Not to mention the purple fire heart emperor, even if Shen Zhenyi wants half of the purple fire sect, Su Fangzhai will exchange without hesitation!

"Lord!"

Bei Wuqi still didn't know, so he shouted, "don't be fooled by this boy. He must be a liar!"

Shen Zhenyi smiled and chanted, "the purple fire flows, perches on its branches, and the vine is not Danghua three points."

These are the true words of Zifeng Huanluan and the incomplete words of Ziyan sect. Su Fangzhai knew it was true as soon as she heard it. She trembled all over. Seeing that Bei Wuqi still wanted to disturb, she turned and slapped her in the face.

"Sister Bei, shut up!"

This is a major event related to oneself and the future of ziyanzong. How can this stupid and noisy junior sister be spoiled?

If you offend the other party and refuse to return the truth of Zifeng Huanluan, where can you find Su Fangzhai?

Su Fangzhai is gentle and soft. Although he is the patriarch, he has always tolerated the arrogant and domineering Bei Wuqi. Bei Wuqi is irritable and often misbehaves in the sect. He can't believe that he has suffered such a loss. He covers half of his swollen face and is full of resentment.

All the disciples were as silent as a cicada. Today they began to see the authority of the patriarch.

"Originally, the patriarch will be angry."

"The LORD came to discuss important matters. The vice Lord didn't know why, so he had to drive away and arrest, so he was unhappy with the Lord?"

"What is the truth of Zifeng Huanluan? It seems to be a long lost treasure of Ziyan sect?"

The disciples whispered to Bei Wuqi, which made her more angry. She couldn't stay in this place, so she brushed her sleeves and left.

Su Fangzhai ignored her and just stared at Shen Zhenyi and begged sincerely: "the truth of Zifeng returning Luan is the secret of our sect, which has been lost for a long time. It's nothing to accept Lord Shen's return. I'll order someone to get it. If there's anything wrong in your villa in the future, just say hello, and Ziyan sect will try its best to help."

She is a sincere person. Shen Zhenyi only said that she would change the purple fire heart emperor, but she knew that now the truth of Zifeng Huanluan is far more valuable to Ziyan sect than this secret method. She felt sorry and made a special promise.

"No need."

Shen Zhenyi doesn't intend to take advantage of it. Besides, ziyanzong has two or three kittens, which are mixed. What can I do for you?

He took out a pamphlet from his arms and gently threw it to Su Fangzhai. "Here are the 24 true words of Zifeng Huanluan recorded by me. The patriarch can check it."

Chu Huoluo is stunned. Why is Shifu suddenly stupid? What if people don't recognize it?

Su Fangzhai was like a treasure. She picked up the pamphlet, turned it over slightly, and held it in her hand with gratitude and tears.

He shouted: "the martial arts elder, take a flame heart from the purple fire heart emperor!"

The martial arts elder was stunned and quietly reminded: "the purple fire heart and the imperial flame heart are the foundation of our sect. They will not be used by ordinary disciples except for the cultivation of the sect leader..."

"Go and get it."

Although sufangzhai's voice was soft, his tone was very firm.

The sect elder was helpless. He glanced at Shen Zhenyi, turned back, and soon took a dark purple flame, held it in his palm, and reluctantly brought it to Su Fangzhai.

Su Fangzhai, holding the flame heart, went to Shen Zhenyi and said sincerely, "Lord Shen's true words of returning Zifeng and Luan may be just a small matter for Lord Shen, but it is a major event related to the future generations for my Ziyan sect. I didn't think I would repay him, so I presented a flame heart of the purple flame heart emperor. I will never forget this kindness and virtue."

Shen Zhenyi nodded his approval, stretched out his hand and accepted the purple flame heart.

"If so, it would be disrespectful."

He only wanted to take a leaf of purple fire heart emperor to pass on skills to grandma Chihuo. Later, grandma Chihuo realized the martial arts of the real world and could teach the original disciples of Lieyang mansion.

Now we have the purple fire heart emperor Yanxin, in which the inheritance of Ziyan sect is more complete and can be used repeatedly.

Before this flame core is consumed, it is enough to cultivate several real world martial arts experts for abandoned sword mountain villa. Ziyanzong also paid blood this time. Sufangzhai looks weak and acts decisively, which is quite the style of naizu. Ziyan sect will have a chance to rise in the future.

But it has nothing to do with him.

Shen Zhenyi didn't want to stay much after he achieved the goal of Ziyan sect and got the purple fire heart emperor, so he immediately said goodbye.

Su Fangzhai got the truth of Zifeng Huanluan. He was eager to understand and practice, so he didn't ask him to stay. He politely sent Shen Zhenyi to the foot of the mountain and went back to Yunying cliff for closure.

Only Bei Wuqi was humiliated in front of his disciples and returned to the quiet room. Qiu Zhenjun was still sitting at the wine table with hatred on his face. His hands were wrapped with wound medicine. From time to time, he showed his teeth and cried for pain. Seeing her coming back, he hurriedly asked, "did you catch that boy? I'm going to break him into pieces!"

"Where can I catch him?"

Speaking of this man, Bei Wuqi was angry and said, "the patriarch regarded him as a guest of honor and beat me indiscriminately! If I don't say this, I swear I won't be a man!"

Qiu Zhenjun was furious. "I was injured when I was a guest of your Ziyan sect. Your sect leader not only didn't vent his anger for me, but also colluded with others. Doesn't this give us face in the moon worship cave?"

Now Ziyan sect is weak and almost becomes a vassal of Baiyue cave.

As the young master of the moon worship cave, he came here just for fun. Unexpectedly, he suffered such a big loss. How could he give up?

In fact, Bei Wuqi didn't have time to talk about Qiu Zhenjun's injury with Su Fangzhai at all. At this time, she was angry and simply added fuel and vinegar: "exactly! The patriarch didn't know what ecstasy soup had been poured, but he treated the boy with courtesy! If your father knew this, she would be angry and implicate our Ziyan sect!"

"Exactly!" Qiu Zhenjun patted the table, gnashing his teeth in pain, and shouted angrily: "I'm going to go back and tell my father that I must frustrate the boy in order to eliminate my hatred! Wuqi, don't worry, it has nothing to do with you. Naturally, I'll let my father argue with Lord Su!"

The more he thought about it, the more angry he was. He shouted, turned and left.

Bei Wuqi sneered. His eyes were full of resentment. He thought he had a good plan.