The Immortal Spiritual Picture

Seeing Gu Changhuan's face hesitant to speak, Fei Han shrugged, probably guessing what Gu Changhuan was thinking, so he said:

"As I said, as a person, you should always have dreams."

Gu Changhuan couldn't comment, so he could only change the subject,

"What is the status of this Fairy Tang Zhi in the Merchant Alliance?"

When it comes to business, Fei Han is still very reliable. Fei Han said carelessly:

"Fairy Tang Zhi is naturally very capable, but she is a bit weird.

To be precise, she only does her own work. She will never take the initiative to do things that are not her job, nor will she take the initiative to propose what she wants to do;

But once the task is given to her, she can also complete it beautifully, and people can't find fault with it.

Maybe because of this, her status in the Merchant Alliance is not as high as that of another Zhu Guigao.

Of course, these are the situations thousands of years ago, and I don't know if there are any changes now."

Because since the unsealing of the Spiritual Destruction Land, he has not had contact with other people in the Merchant Alliance.

Hearing Fei Han say this, Gu Changhuan nodded.

It seems that this fairy Tang Zhi is not Zi Shen's loyal confidant, so it will not be difficult to win her over even if the Chamber of Commerce changes its leader or splits up in the future.

Of course, Gu Changhuan only needs to pay attention to such trivial matters, and he does not need to be comprehensive in the future.

The reason why Fei Han has not shown up since the unsealing of the Spiritual Destruction Land is naturally to confuse Zi Shen of the Chamber of Commerce.

However, this is just a temporary measure. When the battle of the Bone Clan comes to an end, Fei Han will appear and return to the Chamber of Commerce as a Mahayana cultivator to become an ally of the Donggu Dynasty.

As for Fei Han's soul lamp in the Chamber of Commerce, it has naturally been replaced.

Although for Mahayana cultivators, the separated wisp of soul can be healed after only a hundred years of cultivation after being destroyed, but if someone uses this wisp of soul to cast a spell against the cultivator's body, it is still very likely to cause damage to the Mahayana cultivator.

If you find those Mahayana cultivators who are good at witchcraft, just a wisp of soul can kill people thousands of miles away.

Fei Han was Gu Changhuan's chosen ally, so he would never let anyone else hold him responsible.

Fei Han and Gu Changhuan were talking about the Shangmeng and Tang Zhi, while the sun was already high in the sky. The monks in the square were getting impatient, but in the imperial city, under the eyes of the army monks, no matter how impatient they were, they only dared to whisper a few words, and would never dare to go forward to find fault.

Of course, most of those with poor patience were not very skilled; the temperament of high-level monks had long been tempered by many life-and-death ordeals and long retreats, and they could wait for days or years, not to mention just an hour.

In the crowd, Tang Zhi and Wu Qi fought side by side. Perhaps because they did not hide their skills at this time, no other monks dared to stand close to them within ten feet.

However, Tang Zhi and Wu Qi did not notice these small things, because Wu Qi was talking to Tang Zhi about the wars and grievances between the human race and the bone race in the Land of Spiritual Destruction over the past few hundred years.

Although they talked about two wars between different races, the overall focus was still on the last time when the Gu family destroyed the bone race in the Land of Spiritual Destruction.

"Speaking of which, the internal situation of the bone race was also in a mess. If they had not fought among themselves and fought so hard, they would not have been destroyed in the end."

In public, Wu Qi's words were not very clear, but Tang Zhi understood them.

"So, isn't the strength of this Emperor Gu unfathomable?"

Tang Zhi asked in a voice transmission.

Wu Qi nodded and replied:

"Indeed;

The Merchant Alliance still has the photo stone left by this person during the battle. I will find it and show it to you when Sister Tang returns.

But speaking of this Emperor Gu, the most commendable thing is not only his fighting ability;

Sister Tang may not know that this Emperor Gu is not only extremely powerful in fighting, but also a talented alchemist.

As far as I know, Emperor Gu has refined high-level elixirs twice;

Because of this, Elder Fei Han once invited him to become a guest elder of our Merchant Alliance."

Hearing such a thing, Tang Zhi couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise.

The probability of a high-level cultivator refining a low-level elixir may be slightly higher, but if it is a high-level elixir, it becomes much more difficult, especially more than once. With such an achievement, I am afraid that it is difficult to pick out an alchemist who can compare with it in the entire human race.

Tang Zhi couldn't help but sigh that this spiritual extinction land has been sealed for thousands of years.

If Master Zishen knew what happened in the Spiritual Destruction Land for a thousand years, the expression on his face would be very interesting.

As for whether he was happy or not, that was not within Tang Zhi's consideration.

Thinking of the task that Zishen had given her, Tang Zhi thought for a moment. Just when she was about to say something, she suddenly heard a noisy booing in the field.

Tang Zhi, Wu Qi and others couldn't help but look over, and saw two teams of military monks escorting a group of people to the field.

There were no torture instruments in the center of the field, and immortal cultivators didn't need to build a torture field to kill people. As long as high-level cultivators wanted, anywhere could become their slaughter field.

Gu Qingxuan suppressed the leading bone cultivator, his eyes full of coldness.

The leading bone cultivator was named Xin Ya, and he was not on good terms with Xin Yu, the head of Chenggu Mountain. He had no choice but to accept the mission of the human race, but what he didn't expect was that the mission to the human race was not just as simple as not going smoothly.

After he and several of his subordinates successfully arrived at the capital of the Donggu Dynasty, they were trapped in the guest house without even seeing the face of the human race's Mahayana monk Gu Huang.

Before they could panic, the prime minister of the Donggu Dynasty sent someone to report that they were plotting to steal the secrets of the Donggu Dynasty and that their crimes were unforgivable and should be executed.

Even the monks of the Donggu Dynasty did not give them a chance to defend themselves, and they were trapped in the guest house.

Of course, as monks, even if a high-level monk wanted to kill them, they would never accept the death; but no matter how they struggled, they could not break the formation that trapped them, and they could only live in fear.

Only three days later, a serious fusion monk suddenly appeared outside their residence. He quickly subdued them with two fusion monks and several refining monks and put shackles on them.

"Is this how you humans treat guests?"

The crows could not beat them, so they could only argue.

After Xin Ya said this, the other Bone Clan monks who were beaten to a pulp also began to feel indignant.

At this moment, Gu Qingxuan, who had always been expressionless, finally turned around and looked at him. His eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he said lightly:

"You are wrong, you have never been guests.

You are the enemy of my Donggu Dynasty.

When treating guests, you must show respect with courtesy, and when treating enemies, the way to show respect is to kill them all."