"Chu Yue, it seems that you have gained quite a lot." Chu Wei's voice sounded, and a group of them also walked over slowly.
"This... you actually went hunting for the Heavenly Spirit Grass, and you caught so many." When Chu Wei and others saw the Heavenly Spirit Grass in Chu Yue's arms, they were equally shocked.
The value of one Heavenly Spirit Grass is equivalent to twenty Earth Spirit Grasses, and the thirteen Heavenly Spirit Grasses in Chu Yue's arms are already more valuable than the entire harvest of Chu Wei and others.
"No, this is not what we caught, but was given to me by Brother Chu Feng." As Chu Yue spoke, she stuffed the thirteen Heavenly Spirit Grasses into her pocket.
When she made this move, almost everyone swallowed their saliva with envy, especially the two people who had insulted Chu Feng before. They almost wanted to kill them with a piece of tofu.
Because the provocation they just provoked Chu Feng was no different than two beggars holding copper coins showing off their wealth to a rich man with a millionaire's wealth. It was extremely ridiculous.
"Chu Yue, are you saying that Chu Feng gave this to you? Could it be that..."
Chu Wei and others' faces turned pale. They suddenly remembered Chu Feng's full package when they saw him earlier.
At this moment, Chu Xue and others hurried over, and her face looked very ugly.
"Chu Xue, what's going on? Did Chu Feng bully you?"
After seeing Chu Xue's dejected look and the injury on Chu Gao's leg, people from the Chu League gathered around, thinking that Chu Feng had bullied Chu Xue and others.
And when Chu Xue told what happened that day, everyone fell silent.
According to what Chu Xue said, in order to save her, Chu Feng was besieged by three masters of the fifth level of spiritual martial arts. He should have fallen into absolute despair and would have died or been disabled.
But just now, they all clearly saw Chu Feng. Not only was he unscathed, but his face was also full of youthfulness. He didn't look like a wounded person.
And what does this mean? This means that Chu Feng can face three masters of the fifth level of spiritual martial arts without losing, or at least he can survive.
What kind of strength does Chu Feng have? People simply dare not continue to think about it, because the more they think about it, the more frightened they become.
"Sister Chu Yue, are you saying that Brother Chu Feng is okay?" Chu Xue asked with excitement on her face, also feeling incredible.
"Well, Brother Chu Feng is really fine. We just saw him." Chu Yue nodded.
"That's great. Brother Chu Feng is fine. This is really great... Wu..." Extreme joy led to sadness. Chu Xue threw herself into Chu Yue's arms and cried:
"Sister Chu Yue, I was wrong. We were all wrong. Only you are right. Brother Chu Feng is not our enemy. He is the bravest person in my Chu family... If it weren't for brother Chu Feng, I
This time, ugh..."
Chu Yue was very pleased with such a scene, which showed that this girl Chu Xue had really changed her mind towards Chu Feng.
"It seems that we have indeed misjudged Chu Feng." Chu Wei sighed, with a bit of shame on his face. After learning about Chu Xue's experience, everyone actually had a new view of Chu Feng.
And just when all the disciples were evacuating the Medicine Mountain, a group of elders had already arrived at the middle of the Medicine Mountain.
At this moment, Su Rou, the head of the Martial Arts Pavilion and other inner sect heads and elders were all gathered here, frowning as they looked at the corpses of the three disciples not far away.
However, given their status, they can only watch on the sidelines and have no right to speak.
Because next to the corpse, a man in a white robe was observing carefully. This man was an important figure in the Qinglong Sect, and even the core elders had to step back.
The white robe on this person is very special. It is engraved with strange spells and special lines. Moreover, the white robe is very large. It not only covers the person's clothes, but also covers his face, wrapping the whole person tightly.
Strictly.
"After many years, it finally appeared again." Finally, an old voice came from the white robe.
"Elder Zhuge, what you are talking about...is the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones?" Su Rou stepped forward and asked.
"What else can it be besides the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones?"
"You inner sect elders are really derelict in your duties. You only report after the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones is born. Do you know how much you have delayed?"
"They are just a bunch of trash. What use do you have?" However, Su Rou's question was met with an angry rebuke from the old man in white robe. Everyone could feel the anger of this big shot.
"Huh!" After scolding him, the old man in white robe waved his sleeves and disappeared without leaving even a trace of breath.
And when he left, everyone was relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief. In front of that person, they really didn't even dare to take a breath, and not everyone dared to step forward to ask questions like Su Rou did.
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"This old guy has gone too far. This Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones is so ethereal that even he who set up the formation can't notice it. How can we possibly know when it will appear!" Su Rou said angrily.
"Little girl, please be quiet. It's not easy for our Qinglong Sect to invite this person. Let alone us, even the sect leader must be respectful to him. We really can't afford to offend him." Elder Ouyang stepped forward to dissuade him. He was deeply afraid of Su.
Rou offended the old man in white robe.
"Hmph, I think it's a lie that he joined our Qinglong Sect, but that he was spying on the treasures in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones is real." Su Rou snorted in disapproval.
"Although the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones is likely to be a treasure, it is just a rumor after all. Now, anyone who steps into it will be killed, but it is an undeniable fact."
"The Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones has been regarded as a dead end, and people have been panicking for a long time. If Elder Zhuge can really crack the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones, so what if the treasure is given to him."
"I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability." Su Rou curled her lips.
"You girl, just say less." Facing the stubborn Su Rou, Elder Ouyang seemed quite helpless: "By the way, did the Wing Alliance invite that boy?"
"Hey, that guy is really a troublemaker. I heard from Su Mei that he rejected the invitation from the Wing Alliance." When Chu Feng was mentioned, Su Rou sighed.
"Oh?" Elder Ouyang was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief: "This guy is really interesting."
When Chu Feng returned to the mansion, the first thing he did was to take a comfortable bath. However, as soon as he took off his clothes and before entering the bath, Chu Feng's face changed drastically.
"This...this is..."
Looking at his chest, Chu Feng's eyes flickered and his face became extremely ugly.
Because there was a strange pattern on his chest. The reason why it was strange was because this pattern was made up of countless talismans.
Every talisman seemed to be alive, swimming slowly in Chu Feng's skin, extremely penetrating.
Chu Feng rubbed his hand hard on his chest several times, trying to erase the strange pattern, but the pattern seemed to grow on his skin and could not be removed at all.
Seeing those densely packed strange spells swimming back and forth in his skin, Chu Feng felt extremely melancholy, but he was helpless.
"It seems that I haven't gotten rid of the curse of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones."
Suddenly, Chu Feng smiled with relief. He knew that this must be the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bones, a souvenir left to him. Regardless of whether this thing was a blessing or a curse, at this moment, he had no control over it and could only leave it to fate.
Since he was unable to change, Chu Feng was too lazy to think about it. He simply pretended that nothing had happened, jumped into the bath, and enjoyed his current life.