Chapter 562

"Lord of the temple, I'll do something in the examination later?" Gao Yangbo said tentatively.

The failure of the three sacred peaks in galotabi is not only the shame of Fang Shibo, but also the shame of his uncle Gao Yangbo. All this is due to Gu Fenghua. Who would have thought that a temple master and two elders of Xinghua temple had planned for so many years, but finally they fell short because of a yellow haired girl. It's a shame to think about it.

If you think about the soul refining jade, the best holy pill and so on that the Lord of the temple was buried, he is full of resentment. He can't let go of it. He really wants to find a chance to clean up Gu Fenghua and export his evil spirit.

"Although our Expo is not open and aboveboard in this lifetime, we also disdain to do such despicable acts." Fang said faintly.

Although Fang Tianyou's anger is hard to calm at the thought of his muddle headed appearance, as the head of the first hall, he always has the dignity of the head of the hall, but he disdains to do anything in the assessment, because such a means is too low, it will only show that his intelligence is not enough, and it will only make people laugh when it comes out.

Listen to Fang Expo say so, Gao Yang Bo had to give up the idea.

"By the way, Lord, what about the holy mountains you promised me?" Asked Ding Qinghe.

Fang Shibo's brows wrinkled heavily. In order to persuade Ding Qinghe to disobey the ancestral precepts, he opened the array prohibition of Yundang mountain and other peaks, and collected the holy source dew that should belong to Gu Fenghua in advance. He once promised Ding Qinghe that after jialuodabi, he would give the holy mountain to shengluofeng.

However, in the great comparison of Jialuo, his holy peak was defeated in the face of the cloud valley. How could the holy mountain be handed over to dingqinghe?

"Lord of the temple, as you are, you won't break your promise, will you?" Looking at Fang's frown, Ding Qinghe said anxiously.

"I don't have many holy mountains left in Shengjia peak now. In this way, I still have some ancestral holy elixir and cultivation methods in my hand. When you are free, you can come and have a look and take what you like." Of course, Fang Expo will not break its promise and said after thinking about it.

When he said this, his heart was dripping with blood.

For tens of thousands of years, shengjiafeng has been dominating the position of the temple leader. The holy elixir and cultivation techniques in his hands are the painstaking efforts of the temple leaders of all ages. It can be said that shengjiafeng is the foundation of his foothold. Now, it is cheaper for others.

"That's not very good. Why don't you think of another way?" Ding Qinghe wriggles to say, in the eye reveals the greedy color which is difficult to hide.

How could he not know that, in the current situation of Shengjia peak, he could not take out the holy mountain to fulfill his promise, and he had been staring at the holy elixir and cultivation methods in Fang Shibo's hands.

"There's no other way. If you want it, don't forget it." How can you not understand Ding Qinghe's mind with the vision of the Expo? He said with a sneer.

"Yes, of course." Hearing Fang Shibo say so, Ding Qinghe dares to wriggle on. He says busily, for fear that he will change his mind.

Seeing Ding Qinghe's impatient appearance, Fang felt sad. What's called tree falling and monkey scattering? That's it.

"Well, if God had listened to me at first, how could I have come to such an end?" Looking at Gu Fenghua's figure, Fang could not help sighing.

But then he thought of Fang Tianyou, who was sick in bed and didn't know when he would recover. He quickly put aside the idea and turned back to the temple.