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One thousand four hundred twenty-six, snow soul elixir

Two disciples carried Gu Fengheng into the conference hall and gently lowered the soft couch. Gu Fengheng was so weak that he was only left with a breath. A little heavier movement would make him extremely painful.

Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan looked at each other and smiled, picked up the teacup on the coffee table, and drank it casually. The ancient Fengheng did not come, and there was no big difference between them. They were going to settle the Qingliu School.

The great elder and his group looked at Gu Fengheng together and waited for him to speak. He is still the leader of the Qingliu School, so they naturally have to listen to his orders.

Gu Fengheng glared at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan angrily. He would never give up the Qingliu School to them. They were his enemies and the biggest enemies of the Qingliu School. If he was not injured, he would definitely fight with them to the end.

"Listen to everyone... the next sect leader of my Qingliu School is... Zhao... Zhao... Cough cough cough..." Gu Fengheng coughed violently.

"Sect Master!" The great elder and his group rushed towards Gu Fengheng.

Gu Fengheng finally stopped coughing, his face that was originally bloodless was even pale as white as paper. He shook his head gently, trying to speak, but found that he had no strength to speak. It seemed that he could not change anything.

Gu Fengheng's body trembled slightly, his face full of pain. After a long time, his head tilted, he lost his breath, but his eyes were still open, and only a hint of unwillingness remained in his eyes.

"Sect Master!" Everyone screamed, their faces full of sadness. Scenes of being with Gu Fengheng kept flashing in their minds.

The elder raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, turned to look at Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan, "Two! Our sect leader has just passed away. Can you let us finish his funeral and make a decision?"

Su Jinyue casually turned the teacup in her hand, glanced at the late Gu Fengheng, and slowly said, "As sooner or later, we have to make a choice." It's not that she ignores morality, she can ask them to help Gu Fengheng handle the funeral, but then they have to wait until they make a choice.

If they choose to surrender, she and Yihan will naturally let them help Gu Fengheng handle the funeral in a grand manner. After all, he is the former sect leader of the Qingliu School. If they are unwilling to surrender, then they are her and Yihan's enemies, kindness to the enemy is cruel to themselves.

The Great Elder pondered for a moment and sighed long, "Our decision is to surrender." Even if he became a sinner in the Qingliu school, he would still keep the Qingliu school.

Su Jinyue curled her lips slightly, took out a bottle of pills and looked at everyone and said, "Then you have taken this pill now."

The elder's face changed, he exchanged glances with everyone, walked towards Su Jinyue, looked at the jade bottle in Su Jinyue's hand for a long time, then slowly raised his hand and took the pill.

Opening the jade bottle and pouring out a pill, the elder hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and put the pill into his mouth. He knew that he had no choice now.

He walked to everyone and handed the pill to the second elder.

The second elder took the jade bottle, poured out a pill and put it into his mouth. If Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan really took their lives, they would not be able to resist at all.

After everyone finished taking the pills, Su Jinyue nodded with satisfaction, took out ten bottles of pills and placed them on the coffee table, "The pills you just took just now will have an attack every month. This is the antidote, take one pill every month. Don't worry, this antidote is only good for you."

When everyone heard Su Jinyue's words, their faces looked ugly. They guessed from the beginning that the pills they took were poisonous, but they could only choose to take the pills.

"What are the benefits?" The peak master of the Alchemy Peak looked at Su Jinyue, and he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart. He was angry that he didn't know what elixir it was, except for Su Jinyue giving them poison, and he was even more angry that he didn't know what elixir it was. He was the peak master of the Alchemy Peak, a level five-level immortal elixir master. He couldn't even tell, that would mean that Su Jinyue's alchemy level was higher than him?

"It can improve your cultivation." Su Jinyue curled her lips. If you want to completely conquer everyone, you must let everyone get benefits first.

"Really?!" Everyone looked at Su Jinyue in disbelief. How could she be so kind?

"Have you heard of the Xuepo Spirit Pill?" Su Jinyue's eyes swept across everyone one by one.

"Level 8 Immortal Pill Xue Po Spirit Pill?" The peak master of the alchemy peak asked in shock. He knew the Xue Po Spirit Pill, but he would never be able to refine the Xue Po Spirit Pill in his life. The highest level of alchemy in Hengtian Realm is only level six. He is still far from the level six immortal pill master now, let alone refining the eighth level immortal pill.

"Level 8 Immortal Pills?" Everyone looked at Su Jinyue in disbelief. Could she be the master of level 8 Immortal Pills?

"Yes." Su Jinyue nodded slightly.

Everyone was immediately excited. If what Su Jinyue said was true, then they would be blessed in the future.

"Give you three days to deal with the funeral." Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan stood up and walked outside.

"I forgot to tell you that we have arranged a level 8 trapping array around the Qingliu School."

Zhan Yihan's voice sounded in everyone's ears, and everyone couldn't help but shivered. They did not doubt Zhan Yihan's words at all, because they had taken the poison given by Su Jinyue, so Zhan Yihan had no need to deceive them.

Thinking of the consequences of not choosing to surrender, cold sweats all over the body emerged uncontrollably. Fortunately, they made the right choice.

When Su Jinyue and Zhan Yihan disappeared in the distance, the master of the Pill Refining Peak hurriedly walked to the coffee table, picked up the elixir on the coffee table, opened the jade bottle, and a refreshing fragrance of medicine immediately scattered out of the jade bottle.

"It's a level eight pill." The peak leader of the alchemy peak shouted excitedly. He didn't know if this pill was the Xuepo Spirit Pill, but he could be sure that this was a level eight immortal pill.

"That's great!" Everyone looked ecstatic when they heard this. Although they were not good at refining pills, they had all heard of the Xuepo Spirit Pill.

The master of the alchemy peak poured out a Xuepo Spirit Pill and put it into his mouth. Soon he felt a strong and pure force flowing into his body.

He quickly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.

When the others saw this, they were even more excited. Now they just need to wait for the result.

Two disciples who carried Gu Fengheng in, looked at the deceased Gu Fengheng, and then looked at the excited people, wondering whether they should remind them that the sect leader's body is still here.

"Great Elder, what should he do if the Sect Master?" One of the disciples couldn't help but speak.

When the elder heard this, he remembered Gu Fengheng and coughed embarrassedly, "You go and notify everyone and leave the rest to me."

"Yes!" The two disciples responded and retreated.
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