"Fenghua, keep the green mountains here, and you are not afraid of no firewood. Let him go today and then clean up slowly later." Chang Wanfa gathered his breath and said, and he was so anxious that he almost cried: Auntie, I know you have a big temper and strong strength, but you have to separate occasions and people. The man in front of him is the ancestor of Mangshan, who is doing everything to massacre the city and destroy the sect. If it weren't for him, would you think I would be willing to put down this old face.

No wonder he was so anxious. Although he had already seen Gu Fenghua's strength, and even saw Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Ye Wuse, and the fat white man's joint sword that gathered his mind. The power of that sword was definitely comparable to that of the ninth-grade Tiansheng. However, when nearly a hundred sects joined forces to siege, they could not kill the ancestor of Mangshan. How strong should his strength be?

Even with his toes, he could imagine that his cultivation level had definitely reached the realm of the Emperor Saint. There is an insurmountable natural barrier between the Ninth Level of Heavenly Saint and the Emperor Saint. How big should the strength gap be?

"Do you think he will really let us go?" Gu Fenghua certainly knew what he was thinking, and there was no explanation. He just gathered his energy and sent a voice to him.

"Dong!" Sure enough, as soon as she finished speaking, the old ancestor of Mangshan leaned heavily on the ground with a wooden stick in his hand and said with a fierce look on his face, "I left them a few people to live back then, but I guessed that someone must know the whereabouts of the Xuanxu Rehmann Grass, and they will come back sooner or later. Now that I have come and want to leave, are you really thinking that I am old and confused?"

When he spoke, his eyes were like a poisonous snake and his men.

Lin Zhentang and others trembled all over. Only then did they realize that the ancestor of Mangshan let them go was not merciful, nor was it because he found out that he had another intention.

Chang Wanfa and Swing Jian's faces also became extremely ugly. Since the ancestor of Mangshan let Lin Zhentang and others go away, he had such an idea. Even if the flattery sounded, it would be difficult to get out of it.

"Zhentang, tell him where the mysterious and vindicated grass is." Chang Wanfa sighed and said to Lin Zhentang.

"You have a little wink, and hand over the mysterious and withered grass, and you will lose your cultivation. I will give you a way out." The ancestor of Mangshan said coldly.

What? If you hand over the Xuanxu Reincarnation Grass and have to destroy your own cultivation, what's the difference between it and death? Anyway, everyone is dead, what's the relationship between being whole and not being whole? It's my frivolous slap! Chang Wanfa almost got angry, but when facing the ancestor of Mangshan, he couldn't get angry.

"I don't know what Xuanxu Han Rong grass is, but before the Great Elder died, he told me a secret, which may be related to Xuanxu Han Rong grass. If you let them go, I will tell you." Lin Zhentang said calmly.

Although he still didn't know that the mysterious and thirsty grass hidden in the wooden box was the mysterious and thriving grass, he should have guessed it after hearing the words of the Old Ancestor of Mangshan. However, the wooden box had been handed over to Gu Fenghua. Of course, he could not cause trouble for her, and he was even more unwilling to bring disaster to Chang Wanfa and others, so he could only bear it himself.

"Zhentang..." Chang Wanfa originally complained to Lin Zhentang a little. He didn't tell him such a big thing, but when he saw his determination hidden after his calmness, he was so moved that he couldn't even say anything.

Gu Fenghua's eyes also showed a look of relief. She also knew that Lin Zhentang must have guessed what was in the wooden box at this time. If the truth was revealed, it would push everything on him.
Chapter completed!