There are many houses in the garden, with a small square in the middle. At the end of the small square is the largest house in the garden. At this time, outside the largest house, there are monks confronting each other in the small square.
Gu Shuo immediately recognized the monks of the Qingyun Sect. It was not that he knew all the monks, but they were all wearing the clothes of the Qingyun Sect. There were about two thousand people. But the other side of their confrontation had nearly four thousand people.
It looked like there were six or seven thousand people confronting each other. Although they were all standing there quietly, they still seemed very powerful.
The Qingyun Sect monks were on the left side of the gate, and the other monks were on the right side of the gate. Wearing different clothes, Gu Shuo glanced at them and saw that there should be six kinds. These are six sects.
So many sects?
This made Gu Shuo's head hurt even more.
However, his expression did not change at all. In fact, in addition to the pain in his head, there was also anger surging in his heart.
Because the monks of the Qingyun Sect were all bruised and swollen at this time, it can be inferred that these sects who came to the door did not dare to use Taoism, or even spiritual power and weapons. After all, the rules of the Tianmeng
If it is placed there, whoever dares to use it first will be executed by Tianmeng without hesitation.
At this time of racial war, internal fighting in Xifeng Pass is absolutely not allowed.
But as long as you don't use your spiritual power and don't beat the opponent to death or maim him, Tianmeng won't care. But now, all the Qingyun Sect monks have bruises on their noses and faces, so it's natural that they were beaten.
In fact, as a monk, if your nose is bruised and your face is swollen, you can recover quickly as long as you use the spiritual power in your body. However, the Qingyun Sect monks did not recover.
What does this mean?
There is only one reason, and that is that these six sects come every day and beat them every day. Today you use your spiritual power to reduce the swelling and recover, but tomorrow you will still be beaten with a bruised nose and face, so the Qingyun Sect disciples are too lazy to use their spiritual power to reduce the swelling and recover.
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Is it interesting to be beaten every day and recover every day?
This allowed Gu Shuo, a person who had just returned, to instantly deduce that the disciples of his sect were beaten every day. How could he not be angry in his heart?
However, he still calmed down the anger in his heart. He was here to solve the problem, not to add to the anger.
"Tap tap tap..."
He was the only one walking in the garden, and he was the only one whose footsteps sounded. The eyes of thousands of people on the left and right suddenly focused on him.
"Senior Brother Gu!" Two surprised calls came from the crowd on the left.
Gu Shuo glanced over and saw the surprise on the faces of You Xinghe and Xiang Yuan. It was just a bit ugly because both of them had a bruised nose and swollen face. Gu Shuo almost didn't recognize them, so he nodded towards the two people and kept walking.
Still walking slowly towards the door of the big house. You Xinghe and Xiang Yuan almost did not hesitate, and immediately walked out of the crowd and followed Gu Shuo.
"tread!"
Gu Shuo stepped into the door and saw six monks sitting on chairs, while Bei Wushuang stood in the middle of the ground with a look of sorrow and anger. At this time, the eyes of the seven people couldn't help but converge on Gu Shuo.
on the body.
"Gu Shuo!" Bei Wushuang's face showed surprise.
"I've met the sect leader!"
Gu Shuo saluted Bei Wushuang respectfully. When the six people heard that Gu Shuo was paying homage to Bei Wushuang, they knew that Gu Shuo was just a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, so they didn't take it seriously. One of the monks even shouted coldly:
"Master Bei, your Qingyun Sect is too unruly, isn't it? Our sect master is discussing things here, and a disciple just barges in like this?
You have to give us an explanation, otherwise don’t blame me for bullying the small ones, I’ll teach you a lesson and let your disciples know what the rules are.”
Gu Shuo waved his hand to stop Bei Wushuang from speaking, and then walked towards a monk. The monk raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of wariness in his eyes.
As the leader of a sect, his brain reaction is still very fast. He found that Gu Shuo just waved his hand and stopped Bei Wushuang from speaking. In this way, even if this Gu Shuo is a disciple of Qingyun Sect, it is definitely not simple.
It's just... Gu Shuo... I seem to have some impression, but why can't I remember it?
Seeing that Gu Shuo was about to walk up to him, he couldn't help but raise his vigilance and shouted: "What do you want to do?"
Gu Shuo grinned at him, then stretched out his hand to grab a chair next to him, then dragged it to the center of the room, placed the chair, and then sat down sharply, scanning the six people.
The monks who have broken through the Nascent Soul can roughly sense each other's cultivation level even if they don't use their skills. At this time, among the six people sitting in the room, Gu Shuo can roughly sense three Nascent Souls and three Golden Pills.
Shuo's heart was slightly relieved. Since I just said that these people are all sect masters, then they should be the strongest monks in their respective sects and have not left the body. Facing this kind of sect, I am quite confident.
"Introduce yourself!" Gu Shuo bared his teeth and smiled brightly: "I am a disciple of Qingyun Sect, Gu Shuo. A disciple of Tianmeng. I am currently in heaven and have just returned from a mission."
The expressions of the six people changed. The Tianmeng disciples were unstoppable. These two names let them know that the Gu Shuo in front of them was a Nascent Soul, and they could vaguely sense it. But then their expressions returned to normal.
What about the Tianmeng disciples?
How much future can a disciple of a small sect in the North have to achieve by joining the Tianmeng through bad luck?
oh!
I remembered that there was a Gu Shuo in the North who joined the Tianmeng. In my memory, he was the first disciple in the Northland to join the Tianmeng. No wonder he had some impression. In this way, he joined the Tianmeng as a human being, but he didn’t follow.
It's lame, because historically there has never been anyone in the Northland who joined the Tianmeng. Gu Shuo was the first one, so he was destined to have no background in the Tianmeng.
A Tianmeng disciple with no background, what is there to be afraid of?
Even then someone shouted: "Gu Shuo, don't scare people with your name. To us, your name is just a joke..."
Another sect leader said: "Don't even think about fooling us. Let me tell you, your Qingyun Sect must give you an explanation today. Even you, a disciple of Tianmeng, have to lie down in front of us because you are not strong enough.
You can’t scare people with your name..."
The other people also started to yell and curse. Gu Shuo sat firmly on his chair, looked around, and then suddenly laughed again:
"Disciple of the Tianmeng is not my name, my real name is Longmen Swordsman!"
Gu Shuo's tone suddenly became sharp: "Shut up now, all of you!"
There was silence in the house. The six sect leaders were not intimidated by Gu Shuo, but were shocked by Gu Shuo's boldness. He dared to shout at them. And he shouted so loudly. At this time, Gu Shuo laughed again:
"What do you want to say? Tell it to me? I remind you, if you go too far, I, the Dragon Gate Swordsman, will fall out."
"Whoosh..." A jade slip was thrown over, and at the same time there was a shout: "See for yourself."
Gu Shuo took the jade slip, but he didn't have much strength because he didn't dare to use his spiritual power. Gu Shuo's spiritual sense penetrated and he laughed again:
"Have you ever taken a closer look at yourselves?"
At this time, the eyes of the six people were focused on Gu Shuo. Gu Shuo leaned on the back of the chair with a clear look of disgust on his face: "Your faces are filled with disgusting greed, just like greedy greed."
You monsters dare to blackmail our Qingyun Sect, what the hell are you?"
"presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
"Blackmailing us? Just you?
I admit that our Qingyun Sect is somewhat unjust about this matter, but Senior Sister Hua Su has also killed countless demon monks, and she has also contributed to the human race. Could it be that because of a mistake in one of the exercises, some losses were caused, and your sect
The death of the disciples was not directly caused by Senior Sister Hua. We also express our sorrow for their deaths and can also provide appropriate compensation.
Do you understand?
It’s appropriate compensation. It’s not about letting you blackmail me.”
"You are saying with your heart, you have extorted a hundred times the compensation, but you can give one thousandth to the relatives of those disciples who died? Aren't you being embezzled?
Don't deny it, your current face is a greedy one.
You have been coming to our sect for more than ten days in a row and beating our disciples. How are you so brave when facing the demon clan? Against the demon clan, you are like a cowardly weak chicken. If you weren't the one at the beginning
Like a timid weakling, how could my senior sister face so many monster monks alone?
How could he kill like crazy and lose his Taoist mind? Be invaded by demonic thoughts?
Now when you face the human race yourself, you are as bold as a vicious dog. How dirty and disgusting is this?
For some benefit, I come to our place every day to beat up my fellow disciples. Do you think whoever has the bigger fist can do whatever he wants?
You, you, you, you, you, and you!”
Gu Shuo had already stood up at this time. His eyes were sharp and he pointed at the six people with one finger: "You people are worse than shit. You are not caring about the friendship of the human race. Are you worthy of being the leader of a sect? Are you worthy of being a human race? You, that's you!"
"Gu Shuo pointed at the monk who was sitting in the first place and occupied what was supposed to be Bei Wushuang's role and shouted:
"Come here and tell me, besides humiliating the human race yourself, what else can you do?"
"Too presumptuous!"
"If I don't teach you a lesson, I'll be upset!"
All six of them could not sit still and stood up one by one. However, the three golden elixirs did not dare to step forward. They knew that Gu Shuo was a Nascent Soul, so they stepped forward. Was this looking for abuse?
Therefore, the three golden elixirs just stood there and yelled. The monk at the top had the highest level of cultivation and maintained his identity. He waved his hand and said to the Nascent Soul monk on the right:
"Brother Yan, please teach him a lesson."
Gu Shuo's eyes were as sharp as a knife as he looked over. The Nascent Soul paused as he stepped out and hesitated for a moment. The leader of the Nascent Soul was shaking with anger and pointed at Gu Shuo with his finger:
"You, you, you...you are looking for death..."
Gu Shuo regained his composure at this time, without any trace of anger on his face, and slowly sat down again, with his hands on his knees and his waist as straight as a gun:
"You don't know what you can do, so let me tell you. You are just a gangster. When you see someone who thinks you can bully or take advantage of someone, you are like a dog seeing a bone and swarming up. Facing the monster
When you’re in the family, your legs will become weak.”
"Fart, we killed more monsters than you ate."
"Really? I just came back from the Holy Mountain of the Monster Race in the West. I blew up the Holy Mountain of the Monster Race in the West. With a bang, it exploded. I don't ask you to go to the Holy Mountain of the Monster Race. If you have the backbone, go to the Holy Mountain of the Monster Race."
How about a walk around the city and I will give you all the compensation you want, exactly?"
The room fell silent for a moment, and there was no sound.
Everyone knows about the sacred mountain of the demon tribe in the west. Gu Shuo said it was blown up?
Why don't you believe it so much?
"Tsk..." Nascent Soul, who was frightened by Gu Shuo's gaze and stopped in his tracks before, perhaps feeling ashamed and angry in his heart, burst into laughter at this moment:
"Gu Shuo, you blew everything away."
"Then come here!" Gu Shuo looked at him calmly: "Don't you want to teach me a lesson? Didn't you beat our Qingyun Sect monks until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen?
Why don't you dare to come over now?
Come here and hit me?
Cowardly?
Hey, what a coward!"
The Nascent Soul monk's face was purple with anger. The leading monk regained his composure at this time, raised his finger and shook his head:
"Gu Shuo, there is a reason why we beat you. It is not our original intention to beat you. Our original intention is to ask for an explanation."
After regaining his composure, he looked at Gu Shuo with a half-smile: "You can't be confident that you made a mistake, right?"
Gu Shuo also smiled: "I can give you an explanation, but you have to give me an explanation first. That means the person who hit me is so at ease?
Come here and I'll tell you what it should be..."
"How impudent, brother Yan!"
Brother Yan finally gritted his teeth and walked towards Gu Shuo. He also wanted to understand. Gu Shuo is a Yuanying, and he is also a Yuanying, and no one dares to use spiritual power. Moreover, Gu Shuo has only been in the Tianmeng for a long time.
?I guess he just broke through to the Nascent Soul. He is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. What is there to be afraid of?
Seeing the other party walking over, Gu Shuo stood up with a smile on his face, holding the back of the chair with one hand. Then he saw Gu Shuo's smiling face, and his eyes suddenly turned cold and stern.
, swung the chair with one hand, causing a whistling sound that broke through the air, and hit the Nascent Soul cultivator opposite.
The Nascent Soul thought that Gu Shuo would take action, but he didn't expect that it would be so fast.
At this time, the power of Gu Shuodong's body was at the fifth level of out-of-body experience. At such a close distance, how could a middle-stage Nascent Soul dodge at such a speed?
He just raised his arm hastily for a moment, and with a loud bang, the chair exploded into wood chips. The huge force made him stumble backward. The moment he staggered half a step,
A fist had already hit his face, and his figure flew backwards in the air. However, Gu Shuo grabbed his ankle with a bang, fell to the ground with a bang, and then rode on him.
Two fists were raised on his body and they struck him in the face continuously.
"Bang bang bang..."
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