And even if it is difficult for a saint to be promoted to a saint by the skill of the Holy Spirit Xuantian, how many saints are there? If he is allowed to do it, how many saints will there be? If there are too many ants, they can kill the statue. How can those saints be willing to submit to his subordinates forever.
As they spoke, they came to a peak. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the cool mountain wind is coming. Gu Fenghua and others look away from afar, as if the mountains are trampled under their feet. They are also very relaxed and comfortable.
Lin Zhentang's eyes were sad and sad. They seemed to want to say something, but it was hard to speak.
"What's the matter?" Gu Fenghua noticed that several people had different expressions and asked.
"The valley in the mountains is called Qingshuang Valley, and Qingshuang sword clan is in it." Lin Zhendang said in a low voice, with tears in his eyes.
Although they have been worshipped by Nanli sect, they grew up in Qingshuang sword sect. They are closer to their classmates than their parents and relatives. At this time, it's hard to feel sad when they see things and think about people.
"Why don't you go to worship? Anyway, it's getting late. I'll stay for a rest tonight and leave tomorrow morning." Gu Fenghua said.
If Lin Zhentang passes by Qingshuang Jianzong without any sadness, she will look down on them instead. Anyway, I'm busy on my way these days. I haven't had a good rest. I can have a rest just now.
"That's not good." Lin Zhentang took a look at Chang Wanfa and the swing sword, and said uneasily.
Before that, because of the enmity between Qingshuang sword sect and Kuangjian sect, Nanli sect had a lot of trouble. At this time, I went to worship my former classmates. I don't know if the two elders would be unhappy? Now they are the disciples of Nanli sect. They always think about the sect in the past.
"What's wrong with that? They're not willing to let them talk to me." Lorne said with a curl.
"Go on, go on. It's all the same. If you don't pass through Qingshuang Valley, you should go to worship." Chang Qiu's smile is unprecedented bright, also unprecedented amiable.
If Lin Zhentang put forward this matter by himself, they might be a little displeased, but it was Gu Fenghua. How dare they say no. Now they are looking forward to condensing the Holy Spirit beads and stepping on the road of cultivation again. How dare they offend Gu Fenghua?
Not to mention that Lin Zhentang had this idea. Even if they didn't have it, as long as Gu Fenghua opened his mouth, they would take them back to Qingshuang Valley and honestly worship their fellow disciples.
"Thank you for your permission. We'll go now." Seeing that Chang Qiu and Chang Qiu were so considerate and open-minded, Lin Zhentang was overjoyed. He wiped the corners of his eyes and ran to qingshuangzong.
With a few people, they soon came to Qingshuang valley.
Just now I stood at the top of the mountain, and my sight was blocked by the majestic peak on one side of the valley. I couldn't see anything different. However, after I entered the valley, I realized that there was another cave in it.
The valley is vast and quiet. Not far into the valley, you can see a zongmen archway towering. The characters "qingshuangjianzong" engraved on it are ancient, vigorous and clumsy, and the ancient Zongdian in the back also shows the ancient meaning.
The scale of the Qing frost sword sect is not lower than that of Nanli sect. Of course, this is also normal. Without certain strength, how could Qingshuang Jianzong be so oppressed that kuangjianzong could not turn over. Until the clan was destroyed, kuangjianzong would dare to jump out and make trouble.
Of course, it was Qingshuang sword sect in the past. Today, although Qingshuang sword sect is still in existence, it is empty. The whole valley shows a depressing silence.