Gu Qingxi couldn't help but take another look at Chang Jingxun. Although he said it lightly, Gu Qingxi knew that without risking his life hundreds of times, he would never be able to conclude such a pattern.
Fortunately, she met this old man. Otherwise, if she had entered the desert rashly, with her cultivation at the peak of becoming a god, she would have been in a state of disgrace and embarrassment, and she didn't know when she would be able to find the strong man. Gu Qingxi was secretly grateful.
"Elder Chang, is the strong man you mentioned nearby?" Gu Qingxi asked.
"It's not far, we'll be there in a few hours, but don't worry, let's repair for a day first, and then go the day after tomorrow." Chang Jingxun finished speaking and explained, "According to my observation, the restriction that sealed him will also change with the weather.
Change, the day after tomorrow is when the restriction is strongest, and also when it is at its weakest."
No wonder Chang Jingxun waited nine days before leaving. It turned out to be this reason. When Gu Qingxi realized it, she felt even more grateful.
As expected, every old man in the family is like a treasure. Chang Jingxun was almost ready for everything else except for the formation, which was a little lacking.
If she hadn't happened to meet this old man, she wouldn't have known when the seal was strongest and when it was weakest. She might have suffered a big loss against that strong man.
Don't think this is unimportant. When a real strong man confronts an enemy, any small detail may determine life or death.
"Then why didn't we come over earlier and make preparations?" someone asked in confusion.
"Because we came early and the restriction is weak, he might find us with his spiritual consciousness. If he is prepared, it will be more difficult for us to succeed." Chang Jingxun explained.
Perhaps because we have to live and die side by side next, I am much more patient than before.
All the questions were answered. Without further ado, everyone sat cross-legged to practice and recover.
After a day's rest, everyone set out again.
Silence, deathly silence!
Along the way, there were no strong winds, no yellow sand blowing against our faces, and the air was completely still. The layers of rolling sand dunes were like an ancient painting, vast, distant, but silent.
There are no more quicksands, no sandstorms and tornadoes, no more boulders falling from the sky, and no more dangerous crises. However, everyone's mood has become more depressed and uneasy.
Eight huge stone pillars stand in this silent sea of sand, and they are covered with runes.
Between the stone pillars, light patterns rippled like ripples, forming a seal and a restriction. Among them, a human figure was looming, like an illusion.
Although thousands of years have passed, the unique energy of the seal and restriction still gives people a sense of majesty and solemnity.
The Eight Desolate Forbidden Heavens is one of the most powerful artifacts in Zhuo Moying's life, and it is also his most cherished artifact. In order to refine this artifact, Zhuo Mojingying spent ten years, and almost lost his temper because of being too focused.
Possessed.
Originally, he wanted to know the origin of the other party before deciding whether to take action, but after seeing this Eight Desolate Forbidden Heavens, Gu Qingxi changed his mind.
She believed that Zhuo Moying would never use her most cherished artifact unless absolutely necessary. In this case, there was nothing for her to hesitate about.
Gu Qingxi knew very well about his third disciple. No matter how many misfortunes he experienced in his childhood, his nature had not changed and he would never hurt innocent people indiscriminately.
She could also see that the eight stone pillars seemed to be undamaged, but the runes on them were incomplete. It was obvious that in order to seal this person, the Bahuang Forbidden Sky was severely damaged, and it was almost the limit of persistence to this day.
.
If this person is not eliminated as soon as possible, there will be endless trouble!
Gu Qingxi's eyes passed over the faces of Chang Jingxun and others one by one. Everyone understood, took a deep breath, and began to use their spiritual power. As soon as Gu Qingxi took out the formation disk and formed a great formation, they immediately launched
Dharma tips.
"You are finally here." At this moment, a hoarse voice came.
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to ring directly in their minds. Everyone's hearts were shocked, and the hands that were about to cast the spell trembled involuntarily.
"Your patience is pretty good. It's much better than those stupid people before, who waited for so long before taking action." The hoarse voice continued.
The forbidden light pattern rippling like water suddenly stopped, and the figure that was originally looming and illusory suddenly became clear.
This is a middle-aged man with graying temples. Although he has been sealed for thousands of years, his expression is still arrogant, and his body also exudes a kind of majesty that has been in power for a long time.
As he spoke, a glazed glow appeared faintly on his body.
"Mahayana, Mahayana, he is a strong man in Mahayana!" Exclaims rang out, and almost everyone's hearts instantly fell into the ice valley.
That's right, the restrained divine energy and the glow of glazed glow are the most obvious signs of the Mahayana realm.
Several young monks were trembling all over, their legs were weak, and they almost knelt down on the ground to worship.
Even in the ancient times when geniuses emerged in droves and strong men stood in large numbers, Mahayana monks were the top beings in the world of cultivation. But from the end of the war between humans and demons to the present, there are only a handful of strong men who can overcome tribulations in Tiancang Continent, let alone Mahayana.
Stronger.
In today's world of cultivation, Mahayana is almost a myth and legend.
No! Gu Qingxi raised her eyebrows.
After her careful guidance these days, everyone has mastered the techniques very well, and even she can't find any flaws. With Chang Jingxun's strong suppression, there is no need to worry about these people having ulterior motives and playing tricks.
But there was nothing she could do about this kind of awe and fear of the strong.
Originally, I wanted to take action as soon as possible to catch the opponent off guard, but now I have to postpone my action. Under this kind of awe and fear, Chang Jingxun probably cannot exert 30% of his strength. After all, he is only in the early stage of integration and is far behind Mahayana.
There are two whole realms.
And as we all know, demon cultivators believe in respecting the strong more than immortal cultivators, and they also pay more attention to the difference between superiority and inferiority.
Even Chang Jingxun was like this, and of course the others were no exception. Looking at how trembling they were, Gu Qingxi even doubted whether they could complete a complete set of spells.
The most important thing now is to help them regain their confidence first.
"A powerful Mahayana man? What a joke!" Gu Qingxi said contemptuously, with a face full of sarcasm.
The middle-aged man looked at Gu Qingxi coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
As a powerful Mahayana man who has been famous in Tianyuan Continent nearly ten thousand years ago, this is the first time that he has been so scorned and ridiculed by someone, and the other person is such a young junior. Of course, it is impossible for him not to be angry.
But besides being angry, he was more confused.
Seeing the strength of her Mahayana realm, everyone else was frightened and panicked, but this little girl showed no fear. What's the reason?
By the way, there is also the young female cultivator with a bright blue face, who can't seem to show any fear at all. Where do these two people get their confidence?
Noticing his cold and stern gaze, Chang Jingxun and others became even more frightened, and were so frightened that they could not even raise their heads.
"Gu, Master Gu, why don't we leave first?" A demonic cultivator gathered energy and said to Gu Qingxi through sound transmission, his voice trembling.
"Keep the green hills here and don't worry about running out of firewood. Go back and think of a countermeasure first, and then take action later." Chang Jingxun said thoughtfully. Although he tried hard to hide it, he couldn't hide the fear in his heart.
"Yes, yes, this person is too strong. He can only be outmaneuvered, not defeated. Let's go back and think of a solution." Xiao Yutang also said with a pale face.
Even Chang Jingxun in the realm of unity is afraid. How can he not be afraid of the Nascent Soul Dzogchen?
"After being sealed by the Forbidden Heaven for so many years, I don't believe you still have the strength to reach the Mahayana realm." Gu Qingxi ignored them and still looked at the middle-aged man with contempt.
"You actually recognize Bahuang Forbidden Sky, what is your relationship with Zhuo Moying?" The middle-aged man's expression changed, and his previous indifference and pride were no longer on his face.
"If I said we were master and apprentice, would you believe it?" Gu Qingxi smiled.
She knew that this person was just bluffing and was not as calm as Chang Jingxun and others imagined. No, as soon as he mentioned the Eight Desolate Forbidden Heavens, he immediately became confused.