My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Accompanied by the hall master and the three elders, Gu Fenghua and the others walked down the mountain along the ancient stone ladder, and the disciples from the three peaks and one valley followed behind.

Gu Fenghua helped Sanfeng Yigu to copy the martial arts and sword skills, in a sense, it also has the merit of teaching, so now even the master of the hall and the elders no longer regard themselves as elders, when they get along with Gu Fenghua and the others Like their peers, disciples like them can only call themselves juniors. But they didn't have any dissatisfaction in their hearts, not even jealousy.

After the first Hall Master, who else can step into the seventh major hall of Zichen Hall?

When the Guanghua Temple came to provoke, who would be able to turn the tide?

The unique knowledge of Sanfeng Yigu has been lost for many years, and who brought it back to the sky, and gave them the opportunity to learn the most powerful unique knowledge in the temple?

For Gu Fenghua, apart from admiration and gratitude, how could they be jealous or dissatisfied?

"Fenghua, what happened to Yundang Mountain last time, um... It's what happened to Shengyuanlu. I hope you will forgive me and don't take it to heart." On the way, Ding Qinghe said to Gu Fenghua with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Originally, he wanted to apologize to Gu Fenghua a long time ago, but one of the three elders of the Xinghua Temple, the oldest, was a bit shameful, and what he did was really despicable and shameless. He himself found it difficult to speak, so he kept procrastinating. Gradually, it became a heart disease for him, tormenting him for two months.

Now that Gu Fenghua was leaving, and the parting was imminent, he finally made up his mind to apologize to her.

"Elder Ding, don't worry about it. In fact, I've forgotten about it a long time ago. Don't worry about it in your hometown, so as not to disturb your mind." Seeing Ding Qinghe's old face flushed like a monkey's butt, and his speech hesitating, Gu Fenghua could imagine how ashamed and entangled he was in his heart, so he said comfortingly.

Although Elder Ding had tampered with them in Yundang Mountain and made them lose their crops, they returned with a full load in Biluo Valley. Not only did they gather together the hundred holy source dew needed for the holy cultivation assessment, but even Gu Fenghua's space bracelet There is still a lot left in the house, so how could Gu Fenghua take such a small matter of Elder Ding to heart.

"That's good, that's good." What he wanted to say finally came out, Ding Qinghe finally heaved a sigh of relief, and Gu Fenghua's generosity made him feel relieved.

Not long after, everyone came to the foot of the mountain.

"Fenghua, let's send it here, the next road, you have to go on your own." Xie Huaiyuan reluctantly said to Gu Fenghua and the others, and wiped his eyes while talking. After getting along for a long time, he really regarded Gu Fenghua and the others as his juniors, and was really reluctant to let them leave.

"I know that your strength has improved a lot recently, but you must not be careless when it comes to the Shifang Ceremony. It is best to win, and don't force yourself if you can't win." Fang Shibo urged earnestly.

"Yes, run away if you can't fight. It doesn't matter if you lose. The most important thing is to save your life. If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about running out of firewood." Gao Yangbo also said.

If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, who would have believed that such spineless words came from the mouth of a dignified temple elder? However, Gu Fenghua and the others were still slightly moved when they saw that there was no half-fake concern in his eyes.

Gu Fenghua and the others said goodbye to the Lord Hall Master and several elders one by one, and finally, they all looked in the direction of Zichen Peak at the same time.

According to Feng Lao's instructions, they did not go to Zichen Hall to say goodbye. Thinking of the old man who guarded Zichen Hall alone for tens of thousands of years, several of them felt a little sad.