The origin of sound is in the world view of the practitioners. When the practitioner feels that a sound is not right, it is often the sound of the sound that gives them changes that will make them feel like this. The opening and closing of a door is deafening, no matter how deafening it is, it is just an ordinary sound, and it should not have made a practitioner feel "wrong".

With this feeling, Ying Su subconsciously became alert. But nothing happened next. The cultivator who had previously closed the conversation with them had run out of the door and quickly walked in front of them.

"Teacher Yingsu, here Song Wenfeng, please come in and invite him." The visitor said.

"I don't have to take these two to have a good rest." Yingsu Chaolu Ping and Su Tang signaled.

"Thank you." Lu Ping nodded, stretched out his hand, and the two super-grade magical weapons locked by Ying Su's eyes were finally sent to him.

Ying Su stretched out his hand and took it, nothing happened. The last trace of uneasiness in his heart fell to the ground, followed by an uncontrollable ecstasy, and a smile suddenly crawled on his face.

"Goodbye." Lu Ping, who had just handed over two super-grade magical weapons, was very calm. After saying goodbye to Ying Su, he walked towards the inner gate with Su Tang on his back.

"Teacher Yingsu, these positions..." Song Wenfeng didn't care about Lu Ping and Su Tang who entered the pass. He looked at the other Xuanwu Sect's people and noticed that several of them had no rest.

"If you are seriously injured, let's recuperate here first." Ying Su looked at Lu Ping, and then turned around when he heard Song Wenfeng's words, "I'm OK with me."

"I can."

“So I can.”

"I."

Several Xuanwu Sect members expressed their opinions one after another, and only eight seriously injured people were unable to support it. But at this time, they were as excited as they looked at the super magic weapon in their hands.

Fortunately, we fulfilled our mission, and finally got the super magic weapon of Xuanwu! Everyone was in the same mood at this moment.

"Okay." Yingsu nodded with a heavy emphasis, and was very relieved by the tenacity and show of his disciples.

"Several teachers seem to be in serious injuries. Can a teacher with excellent medical skills stay? I'm afraid we can't do it." Song Wenfeng hurriedly said after seeing Xuanwu and his group planning to make arrangements.

Yingsu glanced at him and knew that the other party was mainly afraid of taking responsibility. After all, he was a member of Xuanwu Sect and an elite who had four souls intact. If one or two died of a poor treatment, he would not be able to protect the dispute. It would be much easier to say if there was a doctor from Xuanwu Academy in charge. Having a doctor in Xuanwu Academy took charge, it would be safer to have someone to take care of. After thinking about this, Yingsu nodded and looked at the several disciples who were about to go with him: "Zhengji, stay."

"Yes." The Xuanwu Sect's people who were clicked stood up. It was the one who helped Su Tang diagnose it before and suggested finding a comfortable place to rest for a while, which directly led to the elite doctor who followed Xuanwu and his group all the way here.

"Take care for everyone." Yingsu instructed Zhengji, and his eyes swept at the eight seriously injured sects, he stayed on the seven who had passed away for a long time, with a gloomy expression.

"I can do it." Zheng Ji said.

"Wait for us to come back." Yingsu turned around and led the nine Xuanwumen to the cold land again. The nine of them were still injured, but when they saw the two super-grade magic weapons that Yingsu finally took back, everyone was full of energy. Soon their figures disappeared into the wind and snow at the entrance of the valley.

"Come some people to help." Song Wenfeng, who was guarding the gate, greeted the gate, and soon several more people rushed over. Song Wenfeng looked at Zhengji: "Teacher Zhengji, please give me any instructions if you need it."

"I'm sorry, Lord Song. Please help me and my fellow disciples!" Zhengji replied.

"I dare not take it, please come in and ask." Song Wenfeng said as he led the way. The subordinates who were called by him also started to work at his instructions, helping the eight seriously injured Xuanwumen, and the bodies of the seven Xuanwumen who died, entered the pass together.

Rumble...

Yandang closed the door behind them slowly closed, and everyone felt warm.

"I thought that when I arrived at this Yandang area, the climate would be almost the same as the bitter and cold place. After walking out of the customs, I realized that it was a world of difference." Zheng Ji sighed.

"Those guys can actually survive in such a place for thousands of years..." Xu Chuan looked at his lost hands and was still a little admiring in his tone.

"Senior Brother's hands..." Zheng Ji and Xu Chuan are both disciples of Bisu, and they are compatible with each other. At this time, they looked at Xu Chuan's forearms without both hands and couldn't say anything. He was a doctor and knew that with the ability of a cultivator, it was not impossible to regenerate broken bones. However, when he was helping Xu Chuan diagnose and treat Xu Chuan, he had noticed that the superpower of the Dark Academy eroded not only Xu Chuan's hands, but also the vitality on these arms. He was not sure whether Xu Chuan's hands could regenerate.

"Is it difficult to treat?" Xu Chuan asked.

"Yes." Zhengji understood the temperament of this senior brother and did not hide it.

"Then my somewhat abandoned leg skills are probably going to be regained," Xu Chuan said.

"That's not that absolute." Looking at Xu Chuan's free and easy life, Zheng Ji suddenly became confident and felt that he could find a way.

When I walked through the door hole at the bottom of the wall of Yandang Pass, my eyes suddenly became cheerful. It was no longer the canyon between the two mountains. Not far south from here is Yanmen Town.

"I dare not leave when I have the responsibility. The town has been arranged by myself. You can go there by yourself. Just ask the people around you if you need anything." Song Wenfeng stopped here and said to Xuanwu and his group.

"I'm sorry, Lord Song." Zhengji thanked everyone on behalf of everyone.

"I dare not, I dare not, please, please." Song Wenfeng said. He stopped, but the other subordinates continued to follow Xuanwu and his group. He didn't walk far away, but saw Lu Ping carrying Su Tang stopping in front of him, and did not continue to go towards the town, but he kept looking around there.

When they set out with Lu Ping and Xuanwu, they were in a complicated mood. When they set out with the mission of regaining the Shenwu Seal, they would take Lu Ping as soon as they had the opportunity. It was a synchronous task that was not necessary for many parties. But no one had ever thought that the Shenwu Seal, including the Wanhua Tube that once fell into Lu Ping's hand, was actually taken back in this way.

This is a super magic weapon. It is not appropriate to use the principle of returning things to the original owner; it is not appropriate to praise Lu Ping by picking up money, which is inappropriate. Moreover, they still have a grudge against Lu Ping, so what's wrong with this grudge? He walked around simply and left nothing to say.

At a close meeting, the group also arrived at the place where Su Tang was located. Seeing that he was frowning, he seemed to have encountered some difficulties.

"Why don't you go to rest?" Finally, he came forward and asked as a doctor.

"Let's go." Lu Ping responded, took Su Tang's back and fell down a few steps, and then he arrived at the town ahead.

"It's weird." Zheng Ji murmured.

"Go and have a look," said Xu Chuan.
Chapter completed!