Before, in Qingyun Sect, his body was blown out by Qin Cheng, and only his soul escaped. Now it seems that not only did he reshape his body, but his cultivation level also went further.

"And my friend." A young monk wearing a cassock slowly walked from the void. He had a good appearance, but he exuded a sense of evil spirit, with a sneer on his face, and his equally good aura.

"Then Qincheng killed my master, and his hatred was irreconcilable." The monk sighed.

"Brother Han, with the Han family, the Cao family, the Huofenzong and the monks of Hanshui Temple, is it enough to destroy the Qin City now?" Cao Potian said confidently.

Han Wushuang's expression changed a few times and said with a smile: "If I still hesitate now, wouldn't I, Han Wushuang, have become a coward?"

The four holy sons joined forces to cooperate with the power of the family to fight against the one and a half-destroyed Qincheng, and their strength was absolutely crushed.

"But brothers settle the score clearly. If they kill Qincheng, how can they divide the things?" Han Wushuang said.

"At that time, if you destroy the Qin City, all his treasures will belong to you and the monk, and your body will belong to the young master." Cao Potian Dao.

"What about you?" Han Wushuang asked, "They belong to them, will Cao Potian do a loss-making business?"

"Is his qualification to ask the Dao Sect?" Cao Potian was ambitious and clenched his fists.

Han Wushuang sneered in his heart. Cao Potian seemed to be very ambitious and wanted to become a genius, but that was not so easy.

"A word is determined." The three of them said.

Among the Qin Gate.

Qin Cheng waited for Zheng Mo to get a little familiar with his cultivation, so he walked aimlessly inside the sect and occasionally guided his disciples in the sect to practice.

Walking casually, Qincheng gradually walked on a tree-lined path. The mountain road was paved with cobblestones, and green pine and bamboo were on both sides. The path was winding and twisting toward a quiet courtyard, which was where Mr. Gu lived in Qinmen.

Following the path down, Qin Cheng quickly saw two figures and was slowly walking towards this side.

The two are one man and one woman, and the woman is quite familiar with that woman, Gu Wanqing.

The man was a little older, looking thirty or forty years old, with sharp eyes and solid breath, and was a powerful person in the realm of transformation.

"Qin Cheng, grandpa is here." Gu Wanqing immediately smiled when she saw him.

"I still don't understand the last talisman." Gu Wanqing spoke slowly and asked Qin Cheng.

Qin Cheng was bored when he was waiting, so the two of them found a pavilion and started talking.

Gu Mingyao is busy with cultivation, and the one who comes here to accompany Mr. Gu the most often is Gu Wanqing, so the two are more familiar with each other. In addition, Qin Cheng is familiar with the art of talismans, Gu Wanqing is also obsessed with this, so he often asks Qin Cheng for advice.

Seeing the familiar conversation between the two, Gu Wanqing's eyes were filled with admiration. The man looked a little unhappy, and a hint of jealousy flashed across his eyes.

"Cousin, this is the leader of Sect Qin." He stepped forward, stood between the two of them, and interrupted.

"I forgot to introduce it. This is my cousin, Wu Zhiyong, this is the leader of Sect Qin. I'm sorry, I forgot about other things when I mentioned the talisman." Gu Wanqing apologized.

"Qincheng, I heard that you have a bronze sword with a texture that surpasses the heavenly level." Wu Zhiyong looked at Qincheng and said with interest.

"Can you take it out and watch it for me?"

Qin Cheng was stunned. What kind of temper is Wu Zhiyong? He just met and looked at other people's weapons. He glanced at Gu Wanqing.

"Brother Qin Cheng, I'm sorry, my cousin is a swordsman." Gu Wanqing apologized.

Qin Cheng nodded indifferently, took out the bronze sword and handed it to Wu Zhiyong.


Chapter completed!