As Yun Yi expected, Nangong Hanhai did not reveal anything to the leader of the Baitian Sect and the Supreme Elder about his original purple qi before he entered his body.

Not only that, after the two of them recovered to a certain level of injuries, they followed their masters back to their residence in a tacit understanding. In the whole process, there was no other communication except for throwing a look full of disdain at the other party.

Seeing the two of them acting like this, the leader of the Baitian Sect and the Supreme Elder couldn't help but smile at each other. They naturally hoped that the two could live in harmony. After all, only in this way can they lead the Baitian Sect to a stronger peak in the future, but maintaining the current situation can also maintain their own fighting spirit.

And I believe that when they truly set foot in the ranks of the strong, they will laugh at what has happened. By that time, I believe that it will be the time for them to worship Tianzong to truly become a top-notch force in the mainland.

"Master, this time, I tied with Nangong Hanhai who deserves a beating. Could it be that the two of us really become the leaders of contemporary disciples at the same time?"

On the way back, Qiu Dao couldn't help but express his doubts.

Han Yueying smiled slightly, "Sure enough, you both are talented, and both of you are equally talented, and your cultivation or combat power is the same. In this case, no matter whether you favor either side, it will cause the other side to rebound. Therefore, the sect leader will deliberately make you two a special decision as the leader of the disciples of the Tiansect in the Immortal Realm."

"And with the unanimous agreement of the sect leader and the Supreme Elder, they also deliberately postponed the competition time of the God Realm for you and the two of them, just waiting for you to recover from the injury and go to the God Realm to compete with stronger disciples of the sect!"

"oh!"

Qiu Dao just responded in a depressed voice, but then he couldn't help but mutter, "It sounds nice, I didn't even see the hair in the end. Didn't the competition say that he would give a lot of rewards before?

I didn’t expect that even the sect leader and the others would be so slutty!”

Han Yueying was immediately angry and laughed, and then couldn't help but reach out and patted Qiu Dao's head, "Don't be unsatisfied! In order to help you two heal you, the sect leader, took out the best elixirs of my worship of Tianzong and the Tiangen Water, which was regarded as the lifeblood by the Supreme Elder."

"Any of these two things will cause a bloody storm in the divine realm. You have the face to complain here. If you want more, you can achieve better results for your master in the next divine realm competition. At that time, even if the master does not reward you, your master will satisfy your three wishes. What do you think?"

Qiu Dao's eyes suddenly lit up, but the next moment he lowered his head again.

"To put it nicely, I can only shoot one palm and one punch now. The rest can be said to be nothing. Moreover, you punished me for slapping people with a big mouth. When I went to the God Realm, if my tricks were seen by others, I would have lost the opportunity before I could fight with someone!"

Han Yueying glared at her. Qiu Dao was right, but then she was shocked again. She didn't say that she hadn't reacted yet. She could tie Nangong Hanhai with just three moves and two moves, and the power of the Taoist magic powers displayed by the opponent was so powerful that she was shocked very much.

Why is this kid even so talented in martial arts so scary? Han Yueying looked at Qiu Dao blankly, and for a moment she didn't know what to say. And Qiu Dao was also seen so hard that he felt so angry that he couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Master, why do you think of others like this?

If this happens, I will be shy!"

Bang! Han Yueying's pretty face flushed slap on Qiu Dao's head, and at the same time, she even showed a vicious look on her face, "You little brat, don't think too much, believe it or not, I will punish you for two months in confinement!"

Qiu Dao shrank his head, but Han Yueying ignored him and turned around and left, leaving only a back that was full of imagination.

"No, I can't let him waste such a stinky brat's martial arts talent. I'll go back first and find some martial arts skills for him to make it more eye-catching in the next competition of this sect!"

Thinking of this in his heart, Han Yueying disappeared in a blink of an eye. Qiu Dao, who had not recovered from his body, watched his master disappear and finally said helplessly.

"Master, I'm still here!"

The Baitian Sect is quite big. Qiu Dao has not yet walked out of the back mountain, but his residence is around the front mountain nearly twenty miles away. After all, a disciple who is a disciple and has not had much reputation before will naturally not be qualified to have a residence in such a rich spiritual place as the back mountain.

If this distance is naturally not a big deal for Qiu Dao under normal circumstances, but now his cultivation level cannot be used, and every step he takes will bring pains that will make people want to ascend to heaven. Under such circumstances, he will walk twenty miles back to his residence, which is really a death.

However, at this moment, no matter what Qiu Dao said, Han Yueying would not hear it again.

"You have to... go by yourself!"

Qiu Dao took his first step in difficulty. He lost the support of his master's cultivation and immediately felt a little cold sweat on his face.

"no!"

Qiu Dao gritted his teeth, "After I go back, I have to help my master get some hundred-year ginseng to replenish her brain, so as to avoid any danger in the future. She will leave me behind and run away. At that time, I guess I won't even cry!"

An hour later, Qiu Dao, who had only walked forward for only five miles, finally couldn't bear it and sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

"Damn it, until today I realized that walking can be so shocking..." But just as Qiu Dao kept thinking about it, a cautious voice suddenly sounded from the other side.

"Qiu...Junior Brother Qiu Dao?"

Turning his head and searching for the other party's identity from the various memories, Qiu Dao's face showed a slightly weak smile, "I've seen Senior Brother Fu Chen!"

The disciple named Luo Fuchen immediately showed a hint of excitement on his face when he heard this. He didn't expect that Qiu Dao, one of the newly-ranked disciples, could still remember his name, but then he calmed down and asked.

"I wonder what my junior brother is doing?

If you need any help from your senior brother, just speak up, and your senior brother is unavoidable!"

Qiu Dao immediately showed an excited expression of meeting his relatives, and then nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at the rice.

"Okay, okay, I'm asking my senior brother to take me back to my residence. I'm not invisible. After the fierce battle with Senior Brother Nangong before, my injuries have not yet healed. And every step I take, I feel like I'm suffering from torture that is cut into pieces. If Senior Brother can help me return to my residence to heal my injuries, my junior brother will definitely be rewarded in the future!"

Luo Fuchen was slightly stunned when he heard this, "It shouldn't be like this, right?

After all, if your injury has not healed, how could Uncle Han Yueying leave you here with confidence?"

Qiu Dao's mouth twitched, "To be honest, the reason I did this is because my master forgot me when he left..."
Chapter completed!