On the top of Shitian Mountain, inside the main hall, Grandmaster Qianmo suddenly changed his expression and shouted loudly, "This evil disciple!"

All the great monks who were concentrating on taking notes were shocked by the old man.

Sect Leader Huang couldn't help but frown slightly. "Old friend, why are you angry?"

"My evil disciple..." Qian Mo felt heartbroken.

At this moment, a person stumbled in from outside the hall, it was Brother Li Tong.

Brother Li Tong glanced at Qianmo and hesitated to speak.

"Li Tong, if you have something to say, tell me quickly!" Gao Pu said angrily.

Li Tong was still hesitant and did not dare to speak out.

"My child, have you seen my evil disciple?" Qian Mo was furious and smashed the jade letter in his hand to the ground. He was really angry.

Huang Aodao: "Old friend, what happened? What happened to Feng'er?"

"I'm ashamed to speak! My traitor stole your sect's magical weapon."

"ah?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked. All the great monks looked at each other.

Qian Mo then explained: "The bastard just sent me a message saying that he was too obsessed with the magic weapons that Ying Hui refined. He knew that the third child was dead, and the Qi Sect would never let those magic weapons leak out, so he Come up with this plan."

Seeing Qian Mo speak first, Li Tong answered: "Just now, Master Feng went to the small building and forcibly took away several magic weapons refined by the third master. He left these and flew away. I also If you can't stop him, report him immediately."

After Li Tong finished speaking, he presented what Pei Feng had left behind.

A complete set of alchemy secrets, a precious alchemy recipe, and a sacred artifact that Huang Ao gave to Pei Feng before.

What a waste of money!

Li Yanzhong couldn't help but laugh and joked: "Master, Junior Brother Feng would rather choose the low-level magic weapon refined by the third child than the holy weapon you gave me."

Qian Mo sighed, "I can't bear to tell you this with my old face. He told me that the magical artifacts he took away were small mirrors, small stones, etc. They were all meant to be given to the senior sister on Xingkui Peak."

As soon as he said this, the whole hall burst into laughter.

Wu Daren said: "Those magical instruments can transmit sounds thousands of miles away and create images thousands of miles away. Junior Brother Feng is at the age when his love affair begins. It is understandable that he misses Senior Sister in his heart."

All the great monks suppressed their laughter.

Ganmo's old face is really unbearable.

He really couldn't figure out why his precious apprentice would do such a crazy thing. The most annoying thing was that Pei Feng had summoned him earlier and asked him to hold Huang Ao back. He had no choice but to take out a treasured calamity-preventing pill. Medicine. Unexpectedly, the boy’s purpose was to steal something to give to his little lover.

Michelle couldn't help laughing, "Geniuses have always been romantic since ancient times. Uncle Shi, please calm down."

"Good-for-nothing! I will bring him back to apologize. Today I will destroy him as a scoundrel."

Huang Ao immediately stopped him, "Hey, Feng'er is still injured. Since he likes those gadgets, he just plays with them. If you bring him back to punish him, Feng'er's face will not look good."

"How can he have any face when he does such a despicable thing!"

"Young people, it's hard to control yourself when you are deeply in love. Aren't you and I all born from the youth." Huang Ao returned all the alchemy secrets left by Pei Feng to Qian Mo. This thing is the great master's life-long effort, he explained How could the Heavenly Artifact Sect exchange a few low-level magic weapons for it?

Qian Mo took back the secret book, but he couldn't give it to him now without giving away the calamity-ending elixir.

After saying goodbye to all the weapon refiners in the main hall, Qian Mo rushed down Shitian Mountain with a belly full of anger.

This trip to the Qi Sect has completely disgraced him!

After Qian Mo left, Huang Ao immediately returned to his seven-story pagoda and entered the secret room through the portal. The fleeting feeling of uneasiness just now was always on his mind.

As soon as they entered the secret room, Huang Ao's expression suddenly changed.

"Oh it's you!"

Huang Ao shook his sleeves and rolled Yang Xu off the weapon refining table.

Yang Xu was actually holding his immortal weapon Huntian Hammer and slamming it against the hilt of the divine sword.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Huang Ao's mouth, "You want to destroy the Divine Sword with your meager cultivation! You are overestimating your own capabilities."

Huang Ao slapped Yang Xu away.

A cultivator at the peak of the soul realm was slapped by Huang Ao, killing half of his life! Yang Xu collapsed to the ground, coughing up blood heavily.

"I won't kill you yet. I want you to see him die in front of me."

Yang Xu stared at Huang Ao fiercely and got up stubbornly.

Huang Ao threw out a pill casually and chuckled sinisterly. "His talent is indeed above mine. But now I have refined the Sun-Splitting Divine Sword into a life weapon. Do you still think he has a chance to beat me?" Soon, I will step onto the pinnacle of cultivation and trample the entire world of cultivation under my feet."

Yang Xu squeezed out a few words through her teeth, "Even if you achieve the status of a god, in my heart, you are not as good as him."

"You!" An astonishing momentum burst out from Huang Ao. "Do you really think I am reluctant to kill you?"

Yang Xu sneered, "Do you think I will be afraid of death? A hundred years ago, after I was forcibly occupied by you, a beast, I was already dead!"

Yang Xu was not afraid at all and approached Huang Ao step by step. "You are not as good as him, you will never be as good as him. You are afraid that he will refine the magic weapon before you, you are jealous of his talent, you are jealous that he has won my heart! You You will always be a villain who kills his disciples and seizes his wife. This is the lingering shadow in your heart. If your heart is defective, your soul will be destroyed!"

"Ah!" Huang Ao roared and struck Yang Xu's Tianling Cap with his palm.

Yang Xu closed her eyes and waited for death to come. The huge wind from her palm made her unable to breathe and her heart stopped.

Time seems to have stopped.

The pressure gradually disappeared, and Yang Xu slowly opened her eyes. There was no one in front of her. Her body could no longer support it and completely collapsed.

At the same time, Yang Xu's mood collapsed at this moment.

She howled loudly. Her cries echoed in the secret room.

She did this to help Pei Feng, but also to seek death. She believed that Pei Feng would be able to hand over what she entrusted to her master. She had no regrets.

Huang Ao still couldn't bear to kill the woman he loved. She was the most amazing woman in the world for refining weapons. A hundred years ago, when the three of them were in seclusion, he fell deeply in love with his disciple.

If not, he would not have killed his favorite disciple Ying Hui Pai. This ridiculous sadomasochistic relationship between master and disciple for three generations was an unspeakable pain in Huang Ao's life.

He knew a hundred years ago that even if he killed Ying Hui, his feelings for Yang Xu would never see the light of day. He was the leader of a sect and Yang Xu's ancestor. This love would make him lose his reputation and fall. Altar. But his love for this woman made him lose his mind.

He would rather imprison Yang Xu forever than watch her fall into the arms of another man.

Hundreds of years of grudges all started because of one thought.

Huang Ao stood on the top of the pagoda with his hands folded, overlooking the night view of Shitian Mountain.
Chapter completed!