Zhang Xuanji followed behind Wu Cao and walked towards the gate of the Long Live Temple step by step.

Seeing Zhang Xuanji approaching the Long Live Temple step by step, Xu Qingmei was extremely anxious.

She clutched the note handed to her by Wu Yaqian, her eyes constantly changing.

Maybe it's just that I'm too nervous, after all, divination may not be 100% accurate.

Or maybe the temple that Wu Yaqian was referring to was not the Banzai Temple?

The Long Live Divine Temple is the holy land of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there should be no danger for Xuanji's younger brother to enter the Long Live Divine Temple, not to mention that he is accompanied by his master Wu Cao, he should be too worried.

Wu Yaqian calmed down a little, thinking of what might happen if she rushed out now to stop what might happen next.

If his identity is revealed at this time, although the Ten Thousand Swords Sect will not embarrass himself too much, the Discipline Hall will definitely expel him.

Although the Xu family is sorry for the Zhang family, Xuanji's younger brother knows his temperament very well.

If he opens the gate of Lin'an City to help him leave, he will definitely stand up for himself, and even clash with the sect.

Now that the identity of Xuanji's younger brother's son of the Zhang family has been exposed, the Wanjian Sect is his biggest reliance and backing, if he has a dislike with the sect because of his own affairs, then he will die a thousand deaths.

Xu Qingmei is not worried that the exposure of her identity will bring danger to herself.

What she was really worried about was Zhang Xuanji's situation in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, or the negative impact that would come from her appearance.

Xu Qingmei sighed softly, his eyes swept over Lin Xuanyue and Tang Huan, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked to reveal a faint smile.

It seems that Xuanji's younger brother has been very good in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and he can win the favor of such an excellent girl.

Meng Kui and Gao Meng saw that Zhang Xuanji seemed to have something, so they glanced at each other and walked to the side to talk to the people who were traveling with them, planning to wait a while and then go over to find Zhang Xuanji.

Gao Meng kept staring at Zhang Xuanji's back, frowning, and faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

In the Supreme Secret Realm, although Zhang Xuanji's performance is good enough, it is far from the time to receive the sect's commendation and reward now, right?

Could it be because of the matter of the fragments of Emperor Yuan?

Gao Meng's brows furrowed, his own person spoke softly, if it was really because of the matter of the fragment of Di Yuan, he was afraid that he would not say anything, so he could only wait and see what happened.

Zhang Xuanji followed behind Wu Cao and walked towards the Long Live Temple step by step.

As he approached the gate of the Banzai Temple step by step, a feeling of unease gradually rose in Zhang Xuanji's heart.

It's an intuition, an extremely dangerous intuition.

Zhang Xuanji relied on this intuition to come back from the ghost gate several times when the Zhang family was destroyed and fled alone.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanji's intuition is stronger than ever.

He stopped, a little hesitant.

Wu Cao noticed it, looked back, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Xuanji bowed to Wu Cao: "Master, the disciple's status is low, the Long Live Divine Temple is the holy land of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the disciple feels ......"

"You're a little nervous!" Wu Cao said lightly, but why wasn't she nervous at this moment?

Even Feng Wudao and others have seen the flaws in the matter of Sumeru Tower, not to mention their own master, Jun Lingzhen, the first strong man this time?

Wu Cao could almost conclude that Jun Ling really let himself take Zhang Xuanji into the Long Live Shrine for the sake of Sumeru Tower.

But even if she knew so, what could she do?

Wu Cao sighed faintly in his heart, and said to Zhang Xuanji: "You don't have to worry too much, I'll help you later, Shizun is still very open-minded!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Zhang Xuanji could only thank him at this time, and followed Wu Cao and continued to walk towards the Long Live Temple.

Wu Cao walked to the gate of the Long Live Temple, raised his hand and was about to push the door in, when a group of people next to him walked up quickly.

"The first one!"

Mo Qingyu walked up first, knelt on one knee to salute, and held the golden feather in both hands and handed it to Wu Cao: "Thank you for the help of the first lord before, Mo Qingyu will never forget it!"

Wu Cao withdrew his hand that was about to push the door, stood there and said lightly: "Although I sent you into the Supreme Secret Realm, but unfortunately it didn't help anything in the end, just like the sect master, it was Wanyan Shushan's own life that should not be extinguished!"

Mo Qingyu shook his head and looked at Wu Cao with a pair of beautiful big eyes: "No matter what, thank you for the great grace of the first seat, and please take back this treasure from the first lord!"

Wu Cao nodded and grabbed the golden feather in his hand, and then remembered something and looked at Zhang Xuanji beside him: "Xuanji, you performed well in the Supreme Secret Realm this time, and you can achieve good results in the end, you have made great contributions, and this golden soul feather will be given to you as a reward!"

Zhang Xuanji bowed down and respectfully thanked him: "Thank you for the reward!"

There is a rule in the monastic world that the Dharma Weapon given to the disciple by the master must be accepted and thanked unconditionally, whether good or bad.

Therefore, as long as the master gives something to the disciple, the disciple must not refuse half a word, and must accept it unconditionally.

Wu Cao nodded, obviously very satisfied with Zhang Xuanji, she said lightly: "This golden soul feather comes from the underworld, it can ensure the immortality of the divine soul, and it can play a role when you carry it on your body!"

"Thank you, Master!" Zhang Xuanji nodded with a smile.

This is equivalent to having half a life for yourself.

Wu Cao looked at Mo Qingyu again: "How is the situation in Wanyan Shushan?"

Mo Qingyu looked a little lost: "Thank you for your concern, my senior brother has woken up, but because of his impaired consciousness, his memory is missing, and his injury also needs a long time to recuperate, and I don't know if I can recall it in the future......"

Wu Cao thought for a while, took out a bottle of elixir, and sent it to Mo Qingyu in a volume of space power: "This soul nourishing pill can help him recover!"

"Thank you for the first great grace!"

Mo Qingyu's eyes widened excitedly, and then kowtowed again and again to thank him.

Soul Nourishing Pill, this is a grade pill, each one is precious.

Once when the Zhang family in Lin'an was still there, the annual output of the Soul Nourishing Pill was only ten.

It is an almost indispensable treasure for monks above the Divine Transformation Realm and deriving divine souls.

It's a pity that since the demise of the Zhang family, no one in the entire Xia has been able to refine the Soul Nourishing Pill.

The soul nourishing pill that exists now does not exceed the number of hands, and there is one less for every one used, even if the Wanyan family is the first family in the Western Regions, this kind of treasure cannot be obtained at all.

Just after Yan Shushan woke up, the people of the Wanyan family were still worried about how to go to the Holy Land of Reincarnation to ask for a soul-nourishing pill to treat Yan Shushan's injuries.

Because according to the Holy Land of Reincarnation, there are still two Soul Nourishing Pills, but they are regarded as treasures by Lan Forget, and I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to get them.

Mo Qingyu originally just came to return the Golden Soul Feather, but he didn't expect to accidentally get the Soul Nourishing Pill rewarded by Wu Cao at this moment.

She didn't know how to repay this great favor, so she could only kowtow and thank you.

Long live the Sword Emperor