Those disciples would be in ecstasy every time they knelt here, so ecstatic that life would be worse than death.
Basically, within a quarter of an hour, their knees would be swollen like steamed buns.
Because kneeling here requires sincerity and cannot be protected by spiritual power.
Therefore, the disciples in Tianjutang are afraid of coming here to kneel as punishment.
At this moment, all the leaders of Tianjutang, big and small, were kneeling here.
The Holy Lord did not speak, so naturally they did not dare to get up or use their spiritual power to protect them.
So everyone collectively burst into tears in their hearts I desperately hope that the two people sent by the Holy Lord will come back soon.
However, the two messengers were very meticulous in their work.
The autopsy was probably studying the cell combination of the corpse.
Those watching the scene were probably studying every plant and tree there.
In short, a full hour has passed, and the two envoys are still missing.
The leaders of Tianjutang felt that their knees were about to collapse.
When the hall was first built, they were worried that the stones on the ground would not be sharp or concave enough, but now everyone wants to flatten and polish the stones under their knees.
Gu Xijiu's spirit has really calmed down.
She suspects that the liquid that Lord Shengzun gave her was Millennium Ganoderma lucidum and Ten Thousand Years Ginseng.
Otherwise, she was so breathless just now that she almost died, but now she feels energetic and has no appetite in her stomach.
I was so hungry that I scratched my head and liver.
She was still thinking about her giant clam and other spiritual pets, and was about to ask Gu Canmo a question when a sharp child's voice came from outside: "What are you bringing me here for?
What is this house for?
It looks like a pot." , If you want to stew it, let me tell you, I look tender but I am actually poisonous."
Gu Xijiu: "" Everyone also looked like they couldn't bear to look at him.
The veins on Gu Canmo's forehead jumped rapidly.
This main hall was designed by Gu Canmo himself, and it is also his most proud work.
Because its special structure resembles a formation, disciples with a spiritual power level below the eighth level will lose their spiritual power and the body's natural protective power.
It actually looks like a pot, but no one has dared to say it.
Gu Xijiu breathed a sigh of relief.
The fact that this guy can still chatter like this proves that nothing is going to happen.
After a while, the big clam was carried in by two disciples of the Punishment Hall.
The thing became bigger than a millstone.
One person couldn't hold it, so it had to be carried by two people.
As soon as the clam came in, it closed its shell tightly for fear of being stewed.
It also used a thousand-jin pendant, and the two disciples were sweating profusely while carrying it.
Especially after they came in, their spiritual power was blocked and their internal strength was insufficient.
They felt that the clam was as heavy as a mountain, and they almost threw it to the ground.
"Big clam" Gu Xijiu called it.
"Hoo" the clam shell suddenly opened, and a little baby came out of it.
When it saw Gu Xijiu sitting there, its eyes immediately widened and it cheered: "Master" The big clam struggled hard, broke away from the two people, and rolled directly towards Gu Xijiu.
At this time, no one dared to stop the big clam, and the big clam rolled directly to Gu Xijiu's feet.
The little doll came out again and hugged Gu Xijiu's calf, and burst into tears: "Master, they insist on saying that I killed those two trashes, but I clearly didn't.
If I really killed them, why would there be corpses left?
I ate them long ago and I obviously couldn’t bear to eat them."
Gu Xijiu raised her hand and patted its shell: "Well, I know it wasn't you.
You were with me that night."
"They still forced me to admit that it was you, the master, who instigated it.
They also said that you and I are a den of snakes and rats.
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We are obviously a den of human clams
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