……

The heads of the people who left Zhangbei Qi's courtyard were still dizzy, and seeing that each of them was holding two cucumbers and a tomato in their hands, a sense of happiness instantly filled everyone's hearts.

Not only that, but they also felt a little unreal, such a precious treasure was given to them by the powerful predecessors as a roadside stone, which made it difficult for their hearts to recognize the reality for a while.

After a simple goodbye to the people who originally belonged to different camps, they scattered one after another, not daring to stay in the slightest.

With the treasure in them, they are worried that there will be villains who covet them, and the speed of going back has soared.

"Qiusheng, do you want to give these things that Mr. gave us to Zhang Mengzhu?"

On the way back, Zhou Hongyu suddenly asked such a question, which instantly made Bai Qiusheng a little stunned.

Yes, he got so many Great Dao Spirit Fruits from his powerful predecessors, if others don't ask for it, forget it, if someone really needs to use it, then they still don't give it.

"I don't, I don't know."

"Otherwise, let's not go back, with these Great Dao Spirit Fruits given to us by our powerful predecessors, we only need to find a hidden place now, cultivate quietly, and we can soon reach a very high realm."

Zhou Hongyu said bewildermently, she didn't have anything to do with Zhang Shengtian and those people, it was all because of Bai Qiusheng, so she joined the Sunset Alliance.

But the Sunset Alliance has dispersed, and they have no reason to continue to follow Zhang Shengtian, especially now that the two realms are in a big war, and all kinds of hidden masters that they couldn't see before have surfaced.

With Zhang Shengtian, there is no future at all, choosing to fly solo is the best choice, maybe if they are lucky, they can join a more powerful holy land.

"No, we have to go back, even if all these Great Dao Spirit Fruits are divided, we must go back."

The hesitation on Bai Qiusheng's face flashed for a moment, and he said very firmly.

"Why, Qiusheng, isn't it good for us to fly solo?"

Zhou Hongyu looked at Bai Qiusheng with a puzzled expression, not understanding why he said this.

"Don't forget, Sir knows everything, if Sir knew that we did this, you said that Sir would think so, how will we go to see Sir in the future?"

Bai Qiusheng saw it very thoroughly, if there was no powerful predecessor to cover him, if there was really a situation where he would almost die in the future, they would lose their backing.

"This ......"

Zhou Hongyu also calmed down, what Bai Qiusheng said did make sense, and it was also very true, if it made the powerful seniors unhappy because of the temporary benefits, it would be a bit more than worth the loss.

What's more, even if they all go back, they only need to say that these are rewarded by powerful seniors, and Zhang Shengtian and the others probably won't lick their faces and ask them for it.

"I see, let's go back."

Zhang Beiqi sat alone in the courtyard, watching Zhu Ganglie keep flying around, using some cucumber soil and tomato branches and leaves to build a nest for himself, and he didn't understand why this bird was obviously at the level of an immortal, and it had to be like this.

If Zhu Ganglie knew Zhang Beiqi's thoughts, he would definitely complain about Liu Yusheng in his heart.

The nest made of the branches and leaves of the Great Dao Spirit Plant, not to mention the cultivation of the Immortal Realm, even if it is the entire Immortal Realm, he is the only existence.

Who would be so extravagant to use the branches and leaves of the Great Dao Spirit Plant to cast a bird's nest, if the people in the fairy world knew that Zhu Ganglie did this, it is estimated that one person can drown Zhu Ganglie with a mouthful of spit, it is really a loser.

But when it was time to eat, Zhang Beiqi brought out a big pot of porridge and beckoned Zhu Ganglie to come over to eat, but Zhu Ganglie was still very disappointed.

He felt that following such an unfathomable powerful player as his master, not to mention all kinds of curiosities, at least at the level of delicacies from the mountains and seas, he didn't expect it to be ordinary porridge.

Just as he was about to continue eating and continue to make his bird's nest, he suddenly asked a very tempting fragrance.

"What a smell, it's so fragrant."

Zhu Ganglie looked at the taste, and suddenly, he felt that his bird life had been subverted.

It's really just ordinary porridge, but why does it taste so good?

"No, this porridge is definitely not simple, I'm here!"

Zhu Ganglie's eyes were red and he rushed directly towards Zhang Beiqi, Zhang Beiqi looked confused, what was the situation.

Didn't you just say no? Why do you suddenly want to eat, immortals, oh no, fairy birds will also be hungry?

……

In an ordinary city that is thousands of miles away from Zhang Beiqi.

A pure white figure sat in the teahouse, drinking tea, while obsessively looking at the scroll in his hand, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

The book in the hand of this figure has a few big words clearly written on the cover, "If You Give Me Three Days of Light".

And this pure white figure is Qi Changyun, who has disappeared from the battlefield for a long time.

Now Qi Changyun no longer has a sharp sword in his hand, and the whole person is like an ordinary scholar who is addicted to books.

But soon, the peace of this ordinary city was disturbed by the crack that tore in the sky.

The residents of the entire town all looked frightened or fled in a hurry, shouting and scolding, the sound of things breaking, and the roar in the sky did not affect Qi Changyun.

He sat quietly in his place, studying the book in his hand, and sometimes showed a gentle smile.

"Young man, disaster is coming, run quickly, or you will definitely die here."

Seeing that Qi Changyun was still sitting there reading, a gray-haired old man hesitated, stopped, and said to Qi Changyun.

"Why don't you leave and you'll die, uncle?"

Qi Changyun put down the book in his hand and asked suspiciously.

"Eh, young man, just look at that crack in the sky, those big devils are coming out, and they like to use ordinary people like us to practice their magic weapons the most."

The old man's face was full of wry smiles, obviously many of his relatives had died because of this.

"Uncle, don't worry, you just sit next to me, with me, you will be fine."

Qi Changyun smiled, didn't take it seriously, just stretched out his finger and pointed to the seat next to him, motioning for the old man to sit down.

"Young man, you may not have seen that kind of natural disaster, hurry up and escape, otherwise it will be too late, I have seen the natural disaster for the third time, my family, all died in the first two times, and I was the only one who survived."

As he spoke, tears flowed from the corners of his old eyes, and if he had a choice, he hoped that the person who would survive would not be him, but his little granddaughter, who was only three years old, and she was still so young.