My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Uncle Gu is right. If Qingqiu Gorge is just like this, why bother to conduct trials with great fanfare, and why bother to seal it tightly with restrictions and not allow outsiders to enter for tens of thousands of years. Once you reach the depths of the canyon, things must be different. "Qin Haofang echoed.

This is not to flatter Uncle Gu, but Changfeng Sect has been under the jurisdiction of Qingqiu Junshi since ancient times. It is conceivable that they, the disciples of the sect, respect Qingqiu Junshi, and they never believe that Junshi’s cultivation place will So ordinary.

"Everyone, go to bed early. We have to travel tomorrow." Gu Fenghua stood up and said.

After a brief tidying up, everyone went back to rest.

Qin Haofang and others kept in mind their master's instructions. Even though they saw Gu Fenghua setting up the warning formation with their own eyes, they still did not dare to be careless and arranged a vigil in shifts. Of course, they didn't dare to trouble Uncle Gu, Uncle Luo and the other uncles with this kind of thing.

Gu Fenghua knew that he couldn't persuade them, and saying too much would only make them more frightened, so he let it go.

Everyone returned to their tents, and the others began to practice and recover. However, Gu Fenghua sat cross-legged, concentrated his mind again, and explored the surroundings.

Gradually entering the depths of Qingqiu Gorge, there was no change in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the aura of Zixiao Divine Fire was not found at all. Gu Fenghua always felt that something was not right.

My mind fell into a void, and time passed slowly.

Finally, she opened her eyes again, showing disappointment. Although she had concentrated her spiritual thoughts with all her strength and probed a dozen times in succession, she still could not detect the aura of the Zixiao Divine Fire. There was also peace in the canyon, and the abundant spiritual energy flowed slowly. Compared with when it first entered Qingqiu Gorge, it was not much stronger or weaker.

Wait, that’s not right! Gu Fenghua suddenly thought of something.

The spiritual energy of the sky and the earth was flowing slowly, and if it weren't for the strength of her spiritual thoughts, a normal person from the Far Sage would not be able to feel it at all compared to ordinary emperor-level experts. However, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is not static. Even outside Qingqiu Gorge, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still flowing endlessly. There is nothing surprising, so Gu Fenghua didn't pay much attention to it just now.

At this time, she concentrated her spiritual thoughts over and over again to explore, but she faintly discovered that the flow of spiritual energy in the sky and the earth seemed to follow some rules. It was not aimless like the outside world, but was converging towards certain places. And go.

Often the place where the treasures of heaven and earth are located is where the aura of heaven and earth gathers! Zixiao Shen is not just a treasure from heaven and earth, but a rare treasure from heaven and earth.

Gu Fenghua's heart moved, he closed his eyes again, concentrated his mind and explored around.

Unfortunately, this time she concentrated on searching for the place where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered, and she discovered that the spiritual energy flowed and gathered not in a few directions, but in hundreds of directions. Even if her spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of the Emperor's Saint, she still felt so disorganized that she couldn't find it at all. It’s impossible to grasp accurately.

After a long time, Gu Fenghua opened his eyes again, his face full of exhaustion. She kept concentrating all her strength to explore everywhere, and there was even a slight tingling in her mind.

Forget it, searching like this is not the way to go. Tomorrow, we can just search everywhere along the direction where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers. It is not much more labor-saving than this.

After taking a few holy pills, Gu Fenghua also sat cross-legged and began to practice.

…

In the dead of night, on the side of Qingqiu Gorge, on the towering cliff, an old man stood proudly, taking his fingerprints in a leisurely manner. It was none other than the envoy of Qingqiu, Mo Qingqiu.

"Master, do you really want to do this?" A middle-aged man stood behind and asked with a worried look.