It's okay, it's easy to overthrow the heroine's system

The elder was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Gu Yanzhou for a long time and was unable to speak. It was the latter who smiled and pushed a cup of spiritual tea to him.

"Don't be angry, elder. I just think it's just tit for tat."

"What do you mean? We, disciples of Lingyun Sect, did not steal your things!"

"Indeed, your clan has never committed any act of stealing..." Gu Yanzhou also picked up the spiritual tea in front of him and took a sip.

"Then how can there be tit for tat?"

When the Second Elder saw Yan Zhou admitting it, his back straightened up for a moment, thinking that Jiuxiao Sect admitted that it was in the wrong.

"Then you, Lingyun Sect, dare to say that you have never done anything else?"

"Of course! We in Lingyun Sect have always been upright disciples. We follow the right path, so we naturally do things openly and honestly!"

The second elder snorted coldly, obviously not taking Gu Yanzhou seriously.

"Oh~ The second elder of Lingyun Sect actually trusts the disciples so much? I just don't know if the disciples can live up to this trust~"

In the distance, a charming woman was lying on a soft chair, her long black hair loose, her crimson dress could not hide her beauty, her pair of slender white legs were faintly visible, and on her white ankles, there were bells tied with red ropes. When she moved, clear silver bell sounds were heard.

"You! What does the affairs of my Lingyun Sect and Jiuxiao Sect have to do with your Changyuan Palace!"

The second elder was an old man who was conservative and conservative. Seeing the look on Changyuan Palace Master's face, she cursed her as a witch in her heart and continued to defend her own sect.

"Oh, I just said a few more words, why did the Second Elder get angry?"

The Palace Master of Changyuan was not angry, and even chuckled, and the bells rang even more cheerfully.

"If I were a disciple of the elder's sect, I would probably be very touched, but I think the disciples in your sect may have let you down." Gu Yanzhou interrupted at the right time and shook his head slightly.

"What do you mean? Don't think that just because you are a junior, I won't bother to touch you, but you can throw dirty water on our Lingyun Sect like this!" The second elder slammed the table and stood up, obviously extremely angry.

"Whether it is throwing dirty water or not, the elder will know at a glance."

Gu Yanzhou didn't say anything more this time. He just threw out a photo-taking bead. As the photo-taking bead slowly turned, a picture immediately appeared in the air.

In the dense forest, a python opened its huge mouth and rushed towards a group of people wearing various sect uniforms. They fled in all directions. Unfortunately, a female cultivator was swept to the ground by the python's giant tail while escaping, and was about to be swallowed by the python.

Upon seeing this, the young man in the scarlet sect robe immediately used his spiritual power. A green vine quickly rescued the female cultivator and threw her to a safe place. Just as the young man was about to turn around and run away, the python immediately attacked him from the side.

Beside him stood a man in plain clothes, who panicked when he saw the giant python rushing towards him. When the python came close, he ruthlessly grabbed the young man in the red sect uniform and pushed him mercilessly into the giant python's mouth.

With a clang, the magic sword on the young man's waist fell to the ground. The man in white clothes quickly picked it up while the giant python was swallowing him, and then fled.

At this moment, the face of the man in plain clothes perfectly overlapped with Lin Xuanyang, who was squatting on the ground and quacking in the photo stone, and the magic sword was still hanging on his waist.

The second elder fell silent. He stared at the scene with wide eyes, opening and closing his lips a few times, but still could not utter a word.

"I've finished reading it. I wonder if the elder has anything else to say?" Gu Yanzhou's eyes became colder, and the fan in his hand was put away with a snap.

"In this case, are we in the Jiuxiao Sect still acting like villains?"

The second elder did not say anything else. He just sighed heavily and sat back in his seat, no longer having the momentum he had just now.

Gu Yanzhou curled the corners of his lips, but the coldness in his eyes did not dissipate because of this smile, but became even colder.

In this sect conference, the Jiuxiao Sect not only wants to steal Lingyun Sect’s things, but also wants to take back everything that belongs to them...

……

Jiang Jingmo had already walked a long way. The stone path became narrower and narrower as they went deeper inside. In the end, the last few people even had to lie down and move inside bit by bit.

"Do you think Bai Jinyue's treasure-hunting talisman is really useful? This road doesn't look like one for humans to walk on."

Nan Xun sighed. As the only male among them, he had a particularly hard time climbing, and his pigtails drooped down behind him.

"We don't know which way to go anyway, so just give us a direction. Even if it's wrong, the worst that can happen is we'll just lie down together." Jiang Jingmo shrugged, looking indifferent.

"Sister Mo is right." An Yang agreed.

"That's true... But if that's the case, I'm afraid the little princess will be buried with us."

Chu Yao was stunned when Nan Xun suddenly called her out. Although she knew it was just a joke in the midst of boredom, when she thought about what she would have to face if she didn't find that thing, she inexplicably felt that it would be a good thing to die here.

But when she thought of her mother and royal brother, she bit her lip silently again. No, she couldn't die yet. Even if she couldn't find that thing, she had to find the detoxifying herb to save her royal brother.

The stone path fell silent again, with only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other as a few people moved forward.

I don’t know how long it took, but the view in front of me finally became wider and there was some slight light.

When Jiang Jingmo and the others got up again, they saw a huge and heavy bronze door in front of them. It was engraved with ancient and complex patterns. The eternal lamps around it were burning dimly, which inexplicably added a bit of weirdness to the place.

Jiang Jingmo looked at the bronze door with a puzzled expression.

There shouldn't be a coffin in here, right? She shouldn't be here to rob a grave, right?

Nan Xun went forward and pushed the door, but not only did the door not move, it also emitted a green light and bounced him out.

Nan Xun's body slammed heavily into the stone wall. When Jiang Jingmo pulled him down, a trickle of blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Hiss——What the hell is that? It hurts me so much..."

He lowered his head and stuffed a healing pill into his mouth, then looked at the door in front of him with some depression.

"This door is a bit strange..."

Jiang Jingmo stroked her chin and approached the door curiously. In order to prevent herself from being bounced out like Nan Xun, she deliberately kept some distance from the door.

The patterns on the bronze door seemed to form a strange painting, with some crooked characters engraved next to it, like some kind of text.

Jiang Jingmo observed carefully, but still could not see any clue. He could only make out that there was a person holding a stick in the painting, and the stick was glowing, and then...

At some point, An Yang came to Jiang Jingmo. She looked at the strange characters on the bronze door, her glass-like eyes flashing with a faint white light.

She slowly read out the words above.

"The late Emperor Chu..."