Chapter 1712: Feeling of Refreshment

"What is it used for?" Fang Yu frowned, puzzled.

"Forget it, let's go back and study it slowly."

Fang Yu didn't think for too long before putting the big dark red leaf into the storage space.

Then, he turned around and left the Supreme Peak.

When he returned to the messy gate of the Eight Feng Shen Sect, Chen Ye had been waiting here for a long time.

"How is the situation over there?" Fang Yu asked.

"Master, I've already raided everything here." Chen Ye reported.

"That's fine. I've taken all of it here, and I haven't left a hair for them." Fang Yu said.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Although the things taken away may not be of high value or of great use.

But this feeling of revenge is very satisfying.

Especially for Chen Ye, this was the first day in so many years that he had shown so many smiles.

And after today, he confirmed the fact that Fang Yu was the head of the Yuhua Sect.

He unconditionally believed that Fang Yu would be able to lead the Yuhua Sect back to its peak!

…

Fang Yu and Chen Ye returned to the Yuhua Gate.

And the Eight Feng Shen Sect...has collapsed.

Thousands of disciples were seriously injured, the elite were either dead or disabled, and even the leader Qiu Tianyi's cultivation was crippled!

In just one day, the prosperous third-level celestial sect was reduced to such a situation... truly from heaven to hell!

If we really put it into words, this is the case of the sect that has declined the fastest.

About an hour after Fang Yu and Chen Ye left, a team of ten people came to the gate of the Eight Feng Shen Sect from far to near.

This group of people were uniformly dressed in white robes, with a complex pattern of circles on their chests.

If there were any outsiders present, they would be able to recognize these ten people from Wandao Pavilion at a glance!

The team of ten people came to the gate of the Eight Feng Shen Sect and stopped in front of the collapsed pit.

They looked at the Eight Divine Sects at this moment, with shock in their eyes.

Due to the existence of Taishang Elder Di Chen, the Eight Feng Shen Sect is also famous in the southern border area.

It is hard not to be surprised that a third-level immortal sect fell into such a miserable state in just one day.

The man at the head of the Wandao Pavilion team frowned, turned to the men on the side and said: "Use the mirror stone to record the situation."

"yes!"

The six men immediately flew forward, took out a transparent crystal stone in their hands, and looked around.

The man stood there with his hands folded in front of his chest and his eyes serious.

"Sir, I didn't expect Elder Ge to guess right... The first target of the Yu Hua Sect's revenge is really the Eight Sealed Divine Sect!" The subordinates on the side widened their eyes and said in surprise.

The man didn't speak, just looked ahead.

"After the Yuhua Sect, there should be the Zhenwu Ti Sect... I heard that it was these two families that gave the Yu Hua Sect a fatal blow." The subordinate continued, "Sir, do you think the Zhen Wu Ti Sect has received any news? information?"

The man didn't turn his head and said in a deep voice: "We only need to complete the tasks assigned to us by Mr. Ge, and don't worry too much about the rest."

"But if the Yuhua Sect really rises again..." His subordinates frowned.

The man glanced coldly at the subordinate.

The subordinate's expression changed and he immediately shut up.

…

Fang Yu and Chen Ye returned to the Yuhua Gate.

Today's Yuhua Sect is full of waste and needs to be renovated, and everything has to start again.

Chen Ye took Fang Yu to the Treasure Pavilion of Yuhua Gate.

When the Yuhua Sect was at its peak, a large number of peerless treasures were stored here.

Among them are top-level magic secrets, a large number of thousand-year-level treasures, and even many medicinal materials.

I heard that most of the things were brought back by the Holy Lord Tyrant back then.

It's a pity that after the Tyrant Saint left, the Treasure Pavilion was ransacked more than a dozen times. Now it is not only empty, but also very dilapidated.

"We have to find time to re-build the treasure pavilion." Fang Yu said, "The size must be more than ten times the previous size, so that we can store the things we bring back later."

Then, Fang Yu and Chen Ye stuffed all the treasures they had collected from the Eight Feng Shen Sect into the Treasure Pavilion.

Fortunately, this treasure pavilion built by Lin Batian himself is larger and taller than ordinary treasure pavilions, so all the treasures obtained from the Eight Feng Shen Sect can barely be stuffed into it.

After putting down the treasure, Fang Yu came to Chen Ye's cave.

He wanted to help Chen Ye treat his injuries.

"Master, I have some old wounds on my body, I'm afraid it's difficult to..." Chen Ye said.

"My medical skills are pretty good, don't worry." Fang Yu said, "Even if it can't cure the problem, it can make you feel better."

"Then...thank you, Master." Chen Ye replied gratefully.

Fang Yu asked Chen Ye to face away from him, and then placed his right hand on Chen Ye's back.

While his right hand released his true energy, his spiritual consciousness also entered Chen Ye's body.

At this time, the various injuries on Chen Ye's body were completely displayed in front of Fang Yu's eyes.

There were seven injuries to the bones on the back, there were many scars on the chest, and even the meridians in the body had many cracks.

It can be said that Chen Ye's physical condition has reached its worst point.

Those bones and meridians are full of cracks, and if one of them deteriorates, it is very likely to be life-threatening.

Especially for ruptures on the meridians, once a certain part breaks, it will trigger the collapse of the entire meridians.

It can be said that Chen Ye has been living on the edge of life and death these years, which is quite dangerous.

"So many injuries..." Fang Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and he began to use his true energy to slowly repair the injuries in Chen Ye's body.

"In Yuhua Sect, I am the luckiest person." Chen Ye, who had his back to Fang Yu, said slowly, "My injuries are nothing compared to those elders, brothers and sisters who have passed away, and even worse than Master."

"The pain Master has endured over the years... is a hundred times greater than mine."

Hearing this, Fang Yu remembered Lin Xunyu's last old look.

Even Fang Yu saw such an old man for the first time.

"You are worthy of being your son..." Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and thought.

The reason why Fang Yu is so determined to bring Yuhua Sect back to its peak and make those sects that have attacked Yuhua Sect pay the price is not only because Yuhua Sect was founded by Lin Batian for him, but also to avenge Lin Xunyu.

Because Lin Xunyu is Lin Batian's son and his nephew.

He must seek justice for his nephew who has been hurt!

Fang Yu treated Chen Ye silently without saying anything.

Although these injuries had existed for a long time, it was not difficult to recover.

In about four hours, Chen Ye's injuries were basically healed.

"How do you feel now?" Fang Yu retracted his palm and asked.

Chen Ye stood up and closed his eyes again to feel the situation in his body.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and said excitedly: "Master... my body is no longer a problem!"

"It has not recovered completely, and it will take at least half a month to recuperate." Fang Yu said, "Especially the recovery of the meridians, which requires the spiritual energy in your body to slowly condense. Haste makes waste."