Zhuang Qi stood there, looking around, and found that the four people just now had no trace left. Although he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Are they dead?"
Gu Yusheng nodded, "They want to maintain the glory of Sifang City, and I also have a reason to draw a sword. Brother Zhuang, you are not the new city lord of Sifang City, are you?"
Zhuang Qi looked stunned, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer.
I haven't seen Gu Yusheng in front of me for more than two years. Although Gu Yusheng in front of me was the same as before, the sword on his back told him that Gu Yusheng is no longer Gu Yusheng in the past.
He is very strong.
So strong that even if you don't sense his realm, you can still feel the whine of the sword.
"no."
Zhuang Qi opened his mouth bitterly. In the battle between Qingyun Sect, he was defeated by Gu Yusheng's hand. After returning to the Four Swords Gate, he learned the sword hard in the sword pool. One foot had already stepped into the threshold of the Return Realm.
, He thought that he was the fastest person in Qingpingzhou, but he had just used his spiritual sense to sweep Gu Yusheng.
He was already ahead.
and.
His sword was so strong that he couldn't understand it.
"That's good."
Gu Yusheng glanced at Zhuang Qi and saw that he was in a daze. The sect order on his waist was like him, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
"Brother Zhuang, is it really that important to be on the Demon-Slaying List? Why are there many cultivators in Qingping Prefecture several times more than before?"
Speaking of the Demon-Slaying List, Zhuang Qi's thoughts were pulled back. He took a deep breath, his eyes shining brightly, and he said in pain:
"A hundred years ago, in Qingpingzhou, there were many cultivators on the list of demon-slaying monks in both Qingyun Sect and Four Sword Sect, but no one has been on the list since the last Immortal Huzhou Exiled Immortal Association.
Four demon-slaying swords in the Four Swordsmen have emerged from the Qingyun, and all four demon-slaying swords are lost. I was lucky enough to find one. In order to maintain the honor of the sword, I must be on the list."
Speaking of this, Zhuang Qi seemed to remember something and said, "Gu Yusheng, is the Cangmo Sword still in your hands? If it is there, please return it to the Four Swords."
Gu Yusheng said calmly: "Brother Zhuang, that sword was dissolved by me when I found a blacksmith. You know, although my wooden sword has special significance, it is inevitable that there will be dullness and delay in facing the demons in the world.
If Brother Zhuang doesn’t believe it, you can try it with a sword.”
Gu Yusheng raised his right hand and made a gesture of asking for help.
Zhuang Qi raised his finger slightly and then quietly put it down.
"I believe it."
Zhuang Qi slowly closed his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, you destroy the Demon-slaying Sword of the Four Swords. Even if I can't draw the sword today, the elders of the Swords will draw the sword against you in the future. In the Qingyun Sect competition, you left three points of your sword, and stayed in Zhuang.
A life, this kind of kindness, I always remember that after parting today, I hope to die under your sword again, and say goodbye."
Zhuang Qi's figure flashed.
It has already drifted away.
Gu Yusheng looked at Zhuang Qi's resolute departure and sighed slightly.
On the road of cultivation.
Some people go far away as they walk.
But Gu Yusheng also understands it.
His way.
Can't stop.
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath, carried the bookcase and continued to move forward, and his spiritual sense entered the spirit gourd.
The world of gourd.
There was a sword floating on the phantom of the lotus flower. The soul of the spirit gourd was holding the sword and not allowing him to get close.
Gu Yusheng approached the soul of the spirit gourd with his soul, and said, "I gave this sword to me by someone else. Do you want to take it for yourself? It's a bit unreasonable."
The soul of the gourd yawned and hugged the sword tighter. The lotus petals floated and rotated, and there were more than eighteen petals. Each lotus petal rotated around the sword, and the sword would become solid.
Be more realistic.
Seeing this, Gu Yusheng thought about something.
The sword given to him by the mysterious "small uncle" was tangible and unreal, not physical. Gu Yusheng always wanted to merge the sword with his own sword, but the soul of the gourd did not let him get close to him.
, Secondly, Gu Yusheng felt that once his soul approached the sword, he would feel an extra tingling pain.
With his current ability, he still cannot control it.
Gu Yusheng was not in a hurry to do this. The sword transformed from his own natal bottle has not yet been fully formed. Even the sword recast by the blacksmith has not yet been fully studied and understood.
This time he chose to go back to Qingyunmen to go through Qingping Mountains.
It’s not that I want to take a shortcut, but that I want to sharpen myself by killing demons along the way.
There are tens of thousands of books in the book box, and the content recorded in each book is enough for Gu Yu to digest for a long time.
Gu Yusheng, who was walking in the dark, was even surprised to find out.
The books in his hand can shine with great light and illuminate the way forward.
"My father has experienced the world through his study, and he can write and paint with his pen, leaving his sight in the world. Even if he doesn't have a sword, even a demon cultivator in the eighth level will never dare to underestimate him."
Gu Yusheng thought something.
"I don't believe that everyone in the world is willing to lie, and everyone in the world closes their eyes and cannot see the truth."
"There must be a special reason."
"But it doesn't matter anymore."
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath. This time, he had to do one thing when he returned to Qingyun Sect!
Use books to shine the road ahead.
Gu Yusheng was moving smoothly in the darkness.
Those walking and floating ghosts would be attracted by the books in his hands, but this time, they no longer acted violently, but rushed into the books in Gu Yusheng's hands like moths to the fire. A trace of their essence was scattered by
Take it away by the spirit-killing order.
Their remaining consciousness is consistent with the book.
Or leave some ancient cultivation secrets.
Or leave some Five Elements Art.
Gu Yusheng collected the consciousness of these people and copied the useful secrets from them with pen and paper.
Although he didn't want to be a literary scholar like his father.
But I don’t want to watch the wisdom of these sages who disappeared in the long river of time be abandoned.
More importantly.
Gu Yusheng felt that this world was too unfair to his father.
Gu Yusheng was able to feel his father's talent through a box of books, but his sword was not allowed to be released until the robe was opened.
The ambition of a long life is ashamed of being set up by someone!
Gu Yusheng walked in the forest with books, covered with frost and snow, climbed over the snow-capped mountains, leaving his footprints walking through the world.
He is willing to spend such time.
It is really meaningful to experience whether it is really meaningful to take such a path on earth.
Wind blows frost and snow.
A journey of the mountain.
A journey of water.
On the way forward, someone tried to kill him and seize the treasure, asking him to hand over the bookcase, and a demon was waiting for an opportunity to lurk and quietly attacked.
Whether it is a human or a demon, it cannot stop Gu Yusheng from moving forward.
Only when the wind and snow were very strong did he stop and look up at the unattainable Qingping Mountain.
Gu Yusheng occasionally tries to climb up.
But he still couldn't climb that high mountain.
"My father's expectations were so heavy."
On a small peak deep in Qingping Mountain, Gu Yusheng held his hand tightly with some reluctance. The bookcase on his back was covered with ice edges. The river water at the foot of the mountain and the frost had begun to melt. He could feel it vaguely.
The breath of the demon-suppressing monument that arrived at Qingyun Gate.
Spring is approaching quietly.
But Gu Yusheng didn’t want the peach blossoms to bloom so early.
Just when Gu Yusheng was about to turn around and go down the mountain.
The wind blew a slandering voice: "Old thing, if you don't say it today, you will be trapped here forever. This is your last chance."
Um?
Gu Yusheng's expression moved.
The huge spiritual consciousness extended around, and at the beginning, no source of the sound was found. When Gu Yusheng retracted his spiritual consciousness, he looked down and saw that the small peak under his feet had a different world.
Deep in the dark cave.
Six icicles block a strange ice cage.
In the ice cage, there was a vaguely imprisoned old man. Five iron chains were penetrated on the old man's body, and heaved them deeply into the cold and hard wall.
In front of the cold cage.
A dozen witch-slaying men dressed in Xuanlong Dynasty costumes were surrounded.
The front.
A commander was holding a torch and approaching the ice cage little by little.
The old man in the ice cage finally revealed his true face.
It is the Emperor Wenzong of Tiangong Peak who disappeared during the Qingyun Sect Competition.
He was imprisoned here by Lu Zhan.
It's been almost three years.
The elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect have been looking for him.
But it has not been found.
For some reason, the demon-slaying commander of the Xuanlong Dynasty stationed in Qingyun Sect could know that Wenzong was imprisoned here.
Wenzong was almost frozen into an ice sculpture. He could only breathe faintly, and he could melt the cold frost. He breathed hard. His eyelids slightly raised and said, "You want to take this old bone, you want to take it.
Just make soup and take it. Don’t even think about getting any useful information from me. Although I, Wen, have been crazy about my life, I know the word "loyalty and righteousness."
The leader Pei Du raised his lips slightly, put the torch in front of Wenzong's face, lowered his voice, and said, "I know, you are afraid that we will destroy Qingyun Sect, but what Pei is going to ask today is not the Qingyun Sect's mountain protection formation.
.”
In Wenzong's messy hair, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Pei Du's spiritual sense was so sharp that he immediately smiled sinisterly: "Oh? It seems you know what I'm going to ask, come and tell me that Gu Bai had to hide that thing even though he was willing to live his life. Where did you hide it?
I understand that we have come to Qingpingzhou so hard, not just to drink the northwest wind of Qingping Mountain, right? Although your Qingyun Sect has some heritage, our Xuanlong Dynasty doesn’t take it seriously yet.”
The iron chains on Wenzong's body sounded.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't you want to say it?" Pei Du's expression suddenly became cold. "As the core formation elder of Qingyun Sect, you can't hide many secrets from you. If you don't say it, then all that awaits you is death, you should understand
I'm just a question, I just want to know the secrets I can know. Don't tell me if you have too much, because if you know too much, I will die."
"Then you kill me."
Wenzong raised his head, and his face showed an expression of eagerness to be relieved.
Pei Du's expression changed a lot. In the end, he held back, put one hand behind his back, and straightened his body again.
"Use the Dragon Soul-killing Whip until his consciousness collapses!"
His subordinates did not respond to Pei Du.
It was quiet inside the cave.
Pei Du frowned, and he found Wenzong in the ice cage looking behind him.
Suddenly.
Pei Du felt a chill on his back.
He turned around little by little.
Under the light of the torch.
A young man with a bookcase was standing quietly not far away.
Accompanied by a muffled sound.
Pei Du watched his subordinates die strangely one by one.