Chapter 613: The Insect That Devours the Lord, Gu Yusheng's Uneasiness
Gu Yusheng was looking at the old man in the wheelchair, but he was not really looking at the old man, but at the hand sticking out of his sleeve.
It was a long, thin hand.
But at this moment, in Gu Yusheng's eyes, it was like an empty scabbard, waiting for the sword to return.
Gu Yusheng did not use his spiritual consciousness to explore what state the old man in the wheelchair was in and how strong his cultivation level was, because the old man was clearly right in front of him, as if he did not exist. He was perfectly integrated into the environment.
At the same time, he seems to be out of tune with this world.
He is here.
Not here again.
Gu Yusheng met many hidden masters in his life.
What impressed me the most was my respected master Qin Jiu. He was in front of me, right in the world, approachable and unobtrusive, just like a glass of clear water.
The old man in front of him looked very kind, but his movements gave people more of a sense of spiritual pressure.
Gu Yusheng's heart was beating rapidly.
Not only because of the imminent banishment from the upper world from Qingyuan Mountain, but also because of the old man in front of him, whose eyes were like a deep sea lurking in danger.
Gu Yusheng could not refuse the hand extended by the other party.
He cupped his fists at the old man in the wheelchair and said, "Senior, wait a moment."
Gu Yusheng turned around and took a few steps to the river.
He explored the river with his powerful spiritual consciousness.
The miles-long river is all reflected in my mind.
Gu Yusheng did not sense the existence of the sword, but Gu Yusheng believed that the old man would not lie. He took a deep breath, turned his spiritual consciousness into a sword, and used the sword to sense the sword.
There was still no sword at the bottom of the river, but when the countercurrent waves flowed back like a tide, Gu Yusheng felt the existence of the sword. The surging river water was a sword, and every drop of water flowing was a sword.
In an instant, Gu Yusheng felt that thousands of swords were surging and flying towards his divine sea.
Deep in the eyes, there are countless swords thrown at the bottom of the river. It seems that each sword is telling the story of its owner's past and present life, submission and silence, buried in the deserted stream, with no name.
Thousands of swords fly together.
clanking and roaring.
It seems to be telling the unwilling fate.
Gu Yusheng looked at the thousands of swords and felt sad. For a moment, he didn't know which one to pick.
At this time, dozens of escaping lights were getting closer and closer to the edge of the dark night sky.
A sudden chill ran down Gu Yusheng's back. It was the pain of a sword piercing his soul. An unsheathed sword is better than a visible sword!
That was the pressure from the old man in the wheelchair, who was getting ready to go.
I just want a sword.
Thousands of swords are in my heart.
Gu Yusheng had a lot of thoughts, so he closed his eyes secretly and put his hand towards the long river.
It’s all up to chance!
Buzz!
A sword flew from the sinking river and landed in Gu Yusheng's palm. Gu Yusheng felt his palm sink. He opened his eyes and saw a dark, three-foot sword lying across his palm.
Gu Yusheng vaguely felt that this sword was somewhat familiar.
But he had no time to think about it, so he turned around and took a step forward to reach the deserted village.
"Senior, the sword you want."
"Um."
The old man in the wheelchair nodded. The sword in Gu Yusheng's hand shook slightly and was caught by the old man's skinny fingers. He slowly stroked the sword with the index finger and middle finger of his left hand, and then lightly brushed the tip of the sword.
There was a sound of dripping water, and with a hint of surprise in his deep eyes, he looked up at Gu Yusheng.
"This is not the sword I lost."
Gu Yusheng was speechless.
This old man.
A bit seriously ill.
have no choice.
I had to turn around and look for it again.
If it weren't for the fact that the old man Naqu and the pig butcher were both respectful, Gu Yusheng wouldn't have been spared such an assignment.
"never mind."
Just as Gu Yusheng turned around, the old man in the wheelchair spoke.
"Just use it, you go behind me."
After hearing this, Gu Yusheng had no choice but to walk to the fox surrounded by a group of chickens.
Qu Changxi pushed his wheelchair along the bluestone road to the entrance of the village.
As expected, dozens of rainbow shadows in the sky stopped.
In an instant, Gu Yusheng only felt dozens of powerful spiritual consciousness sweeping over him. Dust was suspended on the ground of the entire deserted village. The powerful aura caused the chickens raised by the elderly in the deserted village to cluck into the chicken coop and join a group of foxes.
Close together.
Through the dim lamps on the courtyard wall, Gu Yusheng could clearly see the face of the leader. It was an extremely arrogant and indifferent face. Looking at the world with his eyes, it was as if everyone in the world was an ant.
He just blinked his eyelids.
Immediately, five figures flew in the sky and used killing methods towards the group of foxes.
Gu Yusheng did not move.
Because the pig-killer has moved.
He pulled out the boning knife from his waist and slashed it into the sky. The five figures were immediately split into two, their blood flowed into the river, and their bodies fell on the pig-killing chopping board.
Five rays of light hurriedly escaped from the body, with a look of confusion and horror on his face.
At this moment, the old man Naqu also took action. He took out a wine jar, stretched out his hand to explore, and grabbed the five soul shadows. The five Nascent Souls wrapped in the spirit of the fairy spirit were ingested in the palm of his hand, like five dates.
After being thrown into the wine jar, Old Man Qu hugged the wine jar with both hands and shook it with a bang.
He picked up the wine jar and raised his head suddenly, drinking gurglingly. After a few breaths, screams came from his abdomen. He slapped his abdomen with both hands violently, and the screams died down.
Old man Qu burped, looking drowsy, turned around and lay down on the rocking chair in the yard, snoring like thunder.
Such a strange scene made Gu Yusheng's scalp numb. Baoping was so frightened that she jumped up and grabbed Gu Yusheng's robe around his knees. Even so, she still felt it was not safe enough, so she simply hugged Gu Yusheng's thighs with both hands.
Both feet do not touch the ground.
Such movement naturally alarmed all the powerful men in the sky.
Swish swish swish.
A gust of wind blew by.
Practitioners in heaven step on the earth's soil.
The leader took a step forward, his eyebrows twitched, and he said indifferently: "Since you have chosen to be a hermit in the world, you should huddle up honestly. A tortoise for a thousand years or ten thousand years can be regarded as an ant's secret life, and now it is standing again.
If you come out to show off and seek death in a hurry, I will help you."
"You guys, you are destroying this wonderful Feng Shui land as soon as you come to this world. Each of you could have had a good pit, but now it's gone. It's such a pity." The old man in the wheelchair pointed to the hilltop opposite, with a look of regret on his face.
, and slowly raised the sword in his hand, "This sword is too vicious, I think I will wash it with your blood."
"How presumptuous, you despicable old dog!"
Immediately, a strong man drew his sword and slashed at the village chief.
"madness!"
The middle-aged man in the lead fixed his gaze on the man who drew the sword. He took a step forward and turned his body sideways. The robe on his shoulders fell back with the wind. He held the hilt of the sword with his hand and did not draw it.
"We were just ordered to look for a lost thing. If we find it, we will leave. You can continue to be your hermits. What do you think?"
The village chief of the deserted village stroked the sword in his hand little by little and said calmly: "You have already violated the river."
The middle-aged man frowned.
"You really can't give in?"
"A deserted village has its own rules."
"Okay, then let me try to see if there are really so many unruly people in the legendary land abandoned by the gods."
The middle-aged man's expression became cold and ruthless. With a movement of his finger, a wisp of sword light seeped out, and the powerful fairy sword energy illuminated the deserted village.
Two figures appeared in the depths of the sky with the sword light. The village chief sitting in the wheelchair was motionless, his soul had long since left his body.
Bah!
The dark sky was smeared with silver by the powerful thunder, and then, a dark sword light penetrated the north and south!
Gudong!
The sudden heartbeat sounded like a drum.
A soul shadow returned from the village chief's body.
The figure on the opposite side staggered, and the sword in his hand broke.
despair!
Blood dripped from the man's nails.
His body collapsed like the Kongming Mountain before.
The strong man behind him was so frightened that his face turned pale and he backed away step by step.
The village chief suddenly turned his sword over and threw it towards Gu Yusheng. His voice became extremely cold: "Sword-carrying man, let me see what you are capable of."