"Yangshu, Siqin, Le'er, I have implicated you." Gu Fenghua said apologetically to Han Yangshu and others.

"Sister Fenghua, you're so cute. It's obviously those two old guys, so it has nothing to do with you." Yu Le'er didn't care at all, but comforted Gu Fenghua.

"No matter what, things always happen because of me. Don't worry, I will definitely not let you suffer this grievance in vain." Gu Fenghua said seriously.

"Fenghua, you really don't have to worry about it. You saved our lives. We have the current cultivation level thanks to you and Uncle Luo. What's the point of suffering from this grievance? But Senior Brother Han had a great hope of passing the inner sect selection, but now he has little hope. It would be best if you can help him." Zhou Siqin said.

"Yes, it would be a pity for Senior Brother Han to miss this opportunity. Sister Fenghua (Uncle Gu), you must find a way to help him and make him an inner disciple." Yu Le'er and Lin Ye also looked at Gu Fenghua expectantly.

Now that Fang Yunan has learned the Nine Heavens Sword Thunder, Han Yangshu is probably not his opponent, and the only one who can help him is Gu Fenghua.

"Is it just Yang Shu who became an inner disciple?" Gu Feng would smile faintly.

Zhou Siqin and others were stunned at the same time. What does this mean? Does she want them to pass the selection and become inner disciples?

But with their strength, how is this possible?

Although the strength of several people has improved recently, they still have the minimum self-knowledge. They know that even if they compare themselves with Han Yangshu, even if they compare themselves with those senior brothers who are still weaker than Han Yangshu, they actually don’t have any chance to pass the selection of inner disciples.

"Just follow me." Gu Fenghua didn't explain, and then turned around and entered the yard.

Han Yangshu and others looked at each other in confusion. Although they still couldn't figure out what Gu Fenghua said, they followed quickly.

When he came to the stone table, he invited a few people to sit down, Gu Fenghua took out the alchemy furnace again.

"Sister Fenghua, there are two days left to select inner disciples. Is it too late?" Yu Le'er asked worriedly.

As soon as she saw this attitude, she knew that Gu Fenghua wanted to help them refine holy pills, but time was too tight. No matter how good the holy pill was, it would be impossible for them to improve their cultivation level in just two days.

If it were in the past, Gu Fenghua could have used Zhengyi Xuan Shendan to help them improve their divine consciousness and comprehend stronger sword skills, which would have an immediate effect. But later, her alchemy skills gradually reached their limits, and their divine consciousness also increased to their limits, and this move was obviously not useful.

"Don't worry, it's too late." Gu Fenghua said confidently, and at the same time he made handprints.

Soon, under the alchemy furnace, a cluster of alchemy fire swayed out.

Han Yangshu and others' eyes lit up at the same time. This was not the first time they had watched Gu Fenghua refining alchemy. They could clearly feel that this time, Gu Fenghua's alchemy fire was very different from before.

"Is it just Yang Shu who became an inner disciple?" Zhou Siqin, Lin Ye, Yu Le'er and others' minds echoed Gu Fenghua's previous words again, and hope that had never been seen surged into his heart. His heartbeat couldn't help but get faster.

Next to him, Luo Enen took out an ancient sword book, and an unpredictable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Since Fenghua made up his mind to help them, he would also go with the flow and help them well. By the way, he could also slap Chang Wanfa and Swing Sword in the face again.

Imagine the expressions of two old guys being so frustrated that they are constipated. Miss Luo is really looking forward to it.
Chapter completed!