Of course, Lin Yuantang and Su Guang didn't have to flatter Gu Fenghua. Seeing that she was safe and sound, and that her cultivation was so advanced, they all cried with joy. They wiped their old tears with trembling palms, but they couldn't speak for a long time.

"A few days ago, I'm afraid I worried a few elder martial brothers. They all complained that Fenghua was too reckless. I hope you'll forgive me." Seeing the tears on their faces, Gu Fenghua was moved and said apologetically.

"It's OK. The way of cultivation is just like this. Which strong person in the world doesn't have extraordinary cultivation only after going through danger." Lin Yuantang restrained his excitement and waved his hand.

If a disciple of his own dares to jump into Daochi without knowing how to die, even if he finally escapes from death, or even makes great progress in cultivation, he will certainly give a severe reprimand, but Gu Fenghua is different.

Seeing this scene, everyone knows that Gu Fenghua's future achievements are definitely not comparable to those of any of them. Maybe one day, it will be a great honor for them to stand in front of her again and listen to her calling out her name and identity.

After practicing hard for most of his life, he still hasn't been promoted to Huasheng, which is the same as Gu Fenghua, who has just been promoted to Huasheng for more than a month. How can Lin Yuantang reprimand her like his own disciples?

In their greetings, other disciples of each government also withdrew from Xuankong mountain one after another.

Seeing the nine colorful pearls between Gu Fenghua's eyebrows, they didn't envy him, let alone envy him. The differences in qualifications are so far away that they don't even have the courage to envy or envy.

To Gu Fenghua, the only thing they have is gratitude. If it wasn't for the DaoTi pill that she made, how could they reach the third Daochi? How could they cultivate and upgrade in a short month? How could they go through the practice that countless predecessors spent hundreds or thousands of years on, and feel the road that they have practiced for thousands of years or even a generation can't understand?

"Thank you for your help. We will never forget it!" Looking at Gu Fenghua's young and beautiful face, everyone bowed down respectfully.

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After the training, they returned to Zhengyang Daofu.

In the past, Cao Fangyi, Pang Lingqing and others should have waited until the end and returned with them. If there was an urgent delay in the middle of the journey, they should have waited for their return at the end of the transmission array, and then held a banquet to see them off.

But this time, the whole Zhengyang Daofu was in a state of melancholy. Except for a few disciples who were guarding the array, they stood there listlessly, but there was no one else.

"My Lord, shall we go back to our own house, or shall we meet Cao Fu Jun and others first?" A mansion gentleman hesitates to ask a way.

You don't have to guess that Zheng Tengyuan and other young Zhengyang elites were seriously injured in this Daochi training. Even he Xinda, a powerful man in the holy land, was seriously injured. Cao Fangyi and others must be in a mess. At this time, to rush to say goodbye is to block their hearts.

But it seems that it's not polite to leave without saying hello. It's bad for their reputation to spread.

"Forget it, they are afraid that it is not easy for them. Let's not go and go back to the government." Han Daocheng thought about it and said.

"No, that's too bad. Thanks to their opening of Daochi, Fenghua was promoted to the top nine. I want to thank you Su Guang said regretfully.

Everyone said at the same time: we even feel sorry to add a little block to Cao Fangyi's heart. You still want to poke a knife into other people's heart. Cruel, really cruel!