Chapter 1303

"How many of our disciples are picked up?" Gu Fenghua walked into the pavilion and asked Jiang Li casually.

"90 percent." Jiang Li's reply almost made Gu Fenghua stumble.

90% of the disciples were picked up from outside

Is this the main source of Feitian sect disciples? No one came to visit the master before he fell. All the disciples came back. Inexplicable sadness

Gu Fenghua began to look through the books. There are five layers in the book Pavilion. Gu Fenghua picked up the first layer and turned it over. They are all basic secrets.

"What do you want to read?" Jiang Li asked.

"I want to see some anecdotes about the history of Feitian sect and Wuji holy heaven." Gu Fenghua put the book back in his hand.

"Let's go to the third and fifth floors. The third floor is the anecdote, and the fifth floor is the record about our clan. " Jiang Li replied.

"Good." Gu Fenghua went to the fifth floor with his thick legs.

Jiang Li followed her, listening to her running Ding Dong, and yelling anxiously: "slow down, slow down, if you roll down, I'm afraid I can't catch you."

Gu Fenghua almost stepped on the empty foot, turned his head and glared at Jiang Li: "elder martial brother, do you dislike my fat?"

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, No Jiang Li smiles.

This jerk!

Gu Fenghua gave a white look and went upstairs, but now he slowed down.

When he turned the book on the fifth floor, Gu Fenghua couldn't help asking Jiang Li, "elder martial brother, what kind of monster is there in Houshan?"

"Actually, I don't know, but according to the master, that monster is also the guardian beast of our flying sect. I just didn't know why it didn't move. I'll look for a book for you. There should be a record of this. However, I don't think I will remember it in detail. " In fact, Jiang Li didn't know about the monsters in the back mountain, which had been handed down from generation to generation by the people of Feitian sect.

Gu Fenghua doesn't know why he cares about that mountain. Now I still remember the red, as if engraved in my heart.

I found the book recording feitianzong, but as Jiang Li said, there was no detailed record. There is no written record of the monsters in Houshan.

Gu Fenghua had to give up, and then read other books. I have a deeper understanding of Feitian sect. After understanding, my heart was even more shocked. It turns out that feitianzong, tens of thousands of years ago, was so prominent and famous.

It's just, why didn't it be like this?

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In the evening, Gu Fenghua had a dream. She seemed to come to a place full of red.

There is a voice calling her gently.

"Little Lord, come here, come here... Please come here." The voice is gentle, with infinite expectation.

"Who are you?" Gu Fenghua spoke softly.

"I don't have enough time, little Lord, please come here..." the voice didn't answer her question, but kept calling.

"Where to? Where? " Gu Fenghua asked eagerly. She felt that this voice had no malice to her, on the contrary, it made her feel very kind.

"Come here, here... Little Lord, please hurry up." A soft voice came out again.

"Where?" Gu Fenghua suddenly got up, but he felt a cold sweat on his forehead. By the moonlight outside the window, she could see clearly that there were several red leaves on her quilt, just like the red leaves on the back mountain.

Yes, who is calling himself?