This means that the gap between them and Xu Qingluo is too big, even bigger than the Shenyuan realm and the Grand Master.
They are surrounded here. Xu Qingluo and the four of them should not do anything. They just come to mock them, but if they dare to rush to Yuzhu Peak, they will definitely provoke a counterattack from the four of them.
When the time comes, their group of people may not be enough for the four of them to take care of, and their martial arts will be destroyed at best, or killed at worst.
After all, Yuzhu Peak is the dojo of Divine Monk Fa Kong. It is a territory independent of Dayun, Monk Fa Kong’s own territory.
Breaking in by yourself and others is no different than a thief breaking into a house, and there is nothing wrong with the owner of the house killing him.
"well……"
"well……"
Sighs sounded out one after another.
Several great masters all sighed in unison, some solemn, some dejected, some angry, with different expressions.
People around them looked at them curiously.
"This is a demonstration and a warning that we cannot cross the line."
"Crossing what line?"
"What do you think?"
"Oh, we can't break into Yuzhu Peak?" They suddenly realized.
Then he became angry again.
The four of them, Xu Qingluo, must be too arrogant. Just four of them came to demonstrate in front of her and others!
"Brother Song, let's go up and have a look!"
Some people are not angry and insist on going to Yuzhu Peak. The Fakong Divine Monk is just a monk!
"Yes, we insist on breaking in!"
"Let's see if they can stop us all!"
"It's just that with so many people, how many guys can't be dealt with? Especially these four little guys, they are looking for death!"
The middle-aged man who said this had a cruel smile on his face, as if he saw himself grabbing Xu Qingluo's slender neck like a chicken, and then with another violent squeeze, she kicked her feet and became motionless, dead.
When he thought of this, his eyes burned with excitement.
"Humph." A soft hum sounded in his ears.
Then the sound exploded like thunder, and his head went blank. Then his heart hurt. The severe pain was like an awl piercing it, making him cover his chest involuntarily.
"Lao Guo Lao Guo?"
"Lao Guo?"
"Guo Zhixian!"
Everyone watched in confusion as he clutched his chest and slowly collapsed to the ground, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes turned white.
"this……"
Some people retreated, while others moved forward.
When retreating, he was worried that others would suspect him of having taken action.
I wanted to move forward to see what was going on.
A great master came forward, checked Guo Zhixian's heart and breathing, frowned and stared at him with a stern look.
Everyone hurriedly said: "Mr. Hu, Lao Guo...?"
"Dead." Hu Tianheng said calmly.
"Ah? It's impossible, right?"
"Is this death?"
"Does Lao Guo have a hidden illness?"
Everyone immediately started talking about it.
Another great master came closer, pressed his hand on Guo Zhixian's back, put down his hand after a moment, and shook his head helplessly: "It's hopeless."
The breath has been completely cut off, and the vitality has completely passed away.
"well--!"
"Why did you die like this?"
"His cultivation level is not low. He has been in the Shenyuan realm for twenty years. How could he just disappear like this?"
"Dead of a broken heart." Hu Tianheng touched Guo Zhixian's heart, shook his head and said, "There is no way to save him."
"You said that if you ask the divine monk Fa Kong to take action, you should be able to save him, right?" Someone suddenly shouted.
This statement immediately attracted the approval of everyone.
"That's right, please ask Divine Monk Fakong to come to the rescue."
"Monk Fakong is good at saving people, and he should be able to save people from broken hearts."
"Quickly, go and ask for Divine Monk Fa Kong!"
"Well... I'm afraid Divine Monk Fakong is not on the mountain."
“Always give it a try!”
Someone has already jumped out and rushed towards Yuzhu Peak.
Others wanted to rush over, but were stopped by several great masters.
Hu Tianheng said in a deep voice: "Just two people can go there, it's useless if there are more people."
Once there are too many people, it would be bad if Xu Qingluo and the others misunderstood that they were rushing to Yuzhu Peak.
It is very possible that he was punished instead of asking for help.
After a while, the two people who went to ask for help came back with gloomy faces, shaking their heads at the people who were staring at them eagerly: "Monk Fakong is not on the mountain."
"No way? What a coincidence?"
"Did Monk Fakong deliberately not save people?"
"Is the Divine Monk Fakong really not here?"
"...I gave you this string of Buddhist beads, maybe you can give it a try." A young man raised his hand, holding a string of Buddhist beads.
Deep purple, shiny and round.
You can tell at a glance that it is something special.
"Then let's try it."
"Yes, give it a try."
The young man was forced out of the way by everyone, and came to Guo Zhixian, who was already silent, and carefully put the beads on his wrist.
The crowd formed several circles, and some jumped onto the fork of the tree, staring closely at Guo Zhixian to see if he could survive.
After a moment, everyone's eyes widened.
But the string of beads began to brighten, and gradually became brighter and brighter. Finally, it suddenly became brighter and the light penetrated into Guo Zhixian's body.
People couldn't help but look up to the sky.
A ray of white light fell from the sky, fell straight down, passed through the leaves, and landed precisely on Guo Zhixian Baihui Point.
Just like raindrops falling to the ground, they disappear directly.
Everyone stared at Guo Zhixian with wide eyes in surprise to see how he had changed.
Hu Tianheng pressed on Guo Zhixian's heart, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised.
Everyone's hearts jumped.
"Mr. Hu, he...?"
"Has Lao Guo come back to life?"
"There's some movement." Hu Tianheng said slowly, staring at Guo Zhixian closely, fearing he would miss something.
Another great master pressed Guo Zhixian's back, feeling the change in his aura, and slowly nodded: "He is indeed alive."
Guo Zhixian's breath began to flow.
"Alive? Really alive?!" Everyone was in disbelief.
"Uh-!" Guo Zhixian trembled violently, then sat up straight and inhaled vigorously. His voice was like a donkey's braying, which startled everyone.
Guo Zhixian opened his eyes and looked around in shock.
The two great masters had already stepped back and looked at him curiously.
They were also curious about what this power that fell from the sky was and how it could directly resurrect him. He was obviously dead and had lost his true energy.
If vitality is cut off, even a panacea will not be able to work.
People are dead and unable to swallow.
But a string of Buddhist beads actually revived him, which is incredible.
Their eyes fell on the beads in his hand.
The appearance of this string of Buddhist beads has changed drastically. It is no longer dark and shiny as before, but dull and dull, just like wooden beads, without that layer of oily sheen.
"What kind of treasure is this?" someone murmured.
"Is it blessed by Buddha's mantra?"
"But what Buddhist mantra can actually bring the dead back to life?"
"Great Light Spell?"
"Rejuvenation spell?"
"Returning Yang Curse?"
…
There was a buzz of discussion.
Guo Zhixian had already become more alert. He turned around and looked around, finally looking at Hu Tianheng: "Mr. Hu, I...?"
"You know you've died once, right?"
"……yes."
"Are you mentally ill?"
"No!" Guo Zhixian shook his head: "Absolutely not!"
He opened his mouth, but swallowed it again, feeling that he really wanted to tell the truth, just to make people laugh.
What's more important is that he knows who the cold snort just now came from.