My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

"Fenghua, what did you find?" Noticing Gu Fenghua's expression, Luo Enen asked curiously.

"Have you noticed that there are four people here, but according to Elder Xie, there are only three Holy Kings today." Gu Fenghua pointed to the three people who were refining the Holy Origin Pill, and the person in charge of distributing the Holy Origin Pill One person said.

Although these four people have different divisions of labor, since they accept the worship of countless holy masters at the same time, they are obviously of equal status, but why are there only three holy kings instead of four?

"Maybe some of them died in battle unfortunately." Lonen said speculatively.

"Maybe." Gu Fenghua said noncommittally.

Judging from these murals, the dazzling purple light in the sky is the source of the world-destroying purple dust. Only by destroying it can the catastrophe be truly resolved.

But even the mighty Phoenix Divine Bird was forced to explode to death by the purple light. From this, it is not difficult to imagine its horror. How can it be so easy to destroy it? So Lornen's guess is not impossible.

But is it really so easy for a peerless powerhouse who can keep pace with the three great sages to die in battle? Gu Fenghua still had a trace of doubt in his heart. However, now is not the time to be curious about this question.

Soon, a few people finished reading this mural, and began to comprehend the martial arts sword skills and holy magic thaumaturgy on the other mural.

Compared with the previous two major halls, the martial arts, sword skills, holy arts and thaumaturgy recorded here are obviously much more sophisticated. This is because after taking Shengyuan Dan, the potential of the saints has been further developed, and the cultivation system has also undergone a qualitative change. With the improvement of martial arts, sword skills and various holy arts and thaumaturgy, they will naturally improve accordingly.

Speaking of which, the exercises practiced by Gu Fenghua and the others are actually passed down through countless generations of sages and strongmen. In terms of profoundness and mystery, they are actually better than those recorded in this mural. And, but it is for this reason that it becomes more difficult to understand.

And what is recorded on this wall is the process of the evolution of the kung fu. After comprehending it, many doubts and puzzles in their hearts were easily resolved. Practicing the current kung fu will naturally get twice the result with half the effort.

Knowing the benefits of it, the few people did not waste time, and they all concentrated on comprehending it.

Soon, three days passed, and Gu Fenghua and the others had gained a lot. Seeing that the time limit is approaching, immediately walk towards the fourth major hall.

"It's been six days, Gu Fenghua and the others haven't come out yet?" On the Shengjia Peak, Fang Shibo looked in the direction of Zichen Hall and asked indifferently.

"Not yet, it seems that they have already entered the third major hall." Uncle Gao Yang said enviously.

Back then, he tried his best to enter the second main hall, and after staying for three days, he also tried to enter the third main hall, but he was seriously injured and was directly thrown out of the Zichen hall as soon as he tried.

Unexpectedly, Gu Fenghua and the others actually entered the third major hall, and they have been there for six days. Undoubtedly, their gains must have far surpassed their original self, and he, who was already full of envy and hatred, was even more jealous.

"Sure enough, the talent is extraordinary." Fang Shibo said with emotion. Thinking of the irresolvable enmity between Gu Fenghua and Fang Tianyou, he felt a little inexplicably lost.

"It's just good luck. If they quit now honestly, if they are not greedy, let's see how they die in the end!" Uncle Gao Yang said sourly.