Chapter 3600: 3600 How can I not be angry

  Chapter 3600 How can 3600 not be angry

  Everyone hurriedly carried Qi Zongwang over, letting him and Duanmu Qingming lie side by side. I saw the master and apprentice head side by side, both eyes closed and unconscious, it was a bit of deep feeling between the master and the apprentice.

  Master Du stretched out his hand and placed Qi Zongwang's veins, his expression quickly became severe.

  "Master Du, is there any help from the injury of Lord Sect Master?" Several disciples of Jiandingzong asked worriedly.

   "Injuries are easy to treat, but this cultivation level, I am afraid that it will not be able to recover." Master Du said with a sigh.

   "Ah!" The expressions of the disciples of the Sword Ding Sect surrounded by them suddenly went down. What they were most concerned about was not the master's cultivation.

  Master Du didn't say much, he first took out a few sacred pills and gave them to Qi Zongwang, then connected the broken bones, held the silver needle in his hand, and displayed the ancestral Yan Luo Resurrection Needle again.

   "Here, where is this?" As silver lights flashed by, Dan Li dissipated, Qi Zongwang opened his eyes and asked blankly, covering his forehead.

  Although the person woke up, he felt a tingling pain on his forehead and confusion in his mind. Well, this was not hurt by Gu Fenghua and others, but by his disciples.

  "Master Sect Master..." Seeing the dazed appearance of Master Sect Master, the disciples of the Sword Ding Sect around him felt even more sorrowful, and at the same time they were a little worried.

   "By the way, I remember, Gu Fenghua, Gu Fenghua!" Fortunately, Qi Zongwang quickly remembered what had happened before, pressing his forehead, gritted his teeth and shouted in a dull voice.

  Gu Fenghua again! Master Du looked startled. It was still strange at first, with the cultivation base of Emperor Qi Zongwang's fifth-rank sage, who could hurt him like this, unexpectedly it was Gu Fenghua again. Duanmu Qingming kicked the iron plate and destroyed it in her hands. Even Qi Zongwang also kicked the iron plate. How sacred is this Gu Fenghua?

  Master Du was secretly curious, and saw that Qi Zongwang had staggered to his feet.

   "My lord, your old man has not healed from a serious injury, and you still need to rest assured." Several Jiandingzong disciples quickly stepped forward to support Qi Zongwang.

   "Quiet? How can I be calm like this? Gu Fenghua hurt my disciple, bad my cultivation base, don't avenge my revenge, I Qi Zongwang vows not to be a man!" Qi Zongwang roared angrily, his eyes red like a wounded beast.

  He couldn't be more clear about his injury. Even if Master Du didn't tell him, he knew that even if he connected the broken bone and continued the meridian, the lost cultivation base could not be recovered. Because the root of the Holy Spirit was injured by Ye Yunji, even in this life, he could not recover to the fifth-grade cultivation base of the Emperor Sage.

  The way of cultivation ends here, how can he not be angry, how can he not hate?

   "Master Sect Master must not be impulsive. Don't be impulsive. Even if you want revenge, you have to wait until the injury is cured." Hearing Qi Zongwang's roar, let alone the disciples of the Sword Ding Sect, even Master Du was shocked.

  It’s not enough to kick the iron just once, do you have to kick it again? Even if you want to kick, you should heal the injury anyway.

  "Help me to see Lord Junshi, I ask Lord Junshi to be fair!" Qi Zongwang resisted his anger and continued.

  Although he hated Gu Fenghua to death, he did not lose his mind, knowing that he could not avenge himself as he was.

  (End of this chapter)