After Guo Bier recognized Panshi Lule's identity, he knew that the Holy Cult had caused a big trouble.
However, she did not show any panic.
She quickly calmed down and thought about how to help the Holy Religion eliminate this disaster.
Before Panshi Lule spoke, Guo Bier had already thought of two countermeasures.
First, if Panshi Lule came to the world for the sake of the game in the sky, then Guo Bier would not be merciful and would kill and silence him as soon as possible.
Secondly, if Panshi Lule had not come for the game of heaven, then there would be room for change.
At that time, the ancestors of the Pangu clan made a contract with the Nuwa Empress, not to set foot on the human world.
Over the past million years, although some experts from the Pangu clan have occasionally entered the human world, most of these people entered the human world to capture their companions who escaped from the Sea of Forgetfulness, and their stay in the human world would not be long. This time, it was probably for such a thing.
If this is the case, the Holy Cult can choose to cooperate with the Pangu clan and help them find the defectors as soon as possible.
Seeing that Pan's Lule's expression was changing, it seemed that he still had not made up his mind to cooperate with him.
Guo Bier said: "Actually, even if you don't tell me, I can guess why you came to this world.
Since we are not here for the catastrophe and the game with the sky, it is probably the same as before, to capture the defectors in the clan, I am not wrong."
While she was talking, she stared at Panshi Lule.
From the subtle changes in Pan's Lule's expression, Guo Bi'er knew that his guess was not wrong.
This made Guo Bier feel even more relieved.
She said: "You have been away from the human world for too long, and you have already lost control of the human world. Since you have cut off contact with the human world, you do not understand the current situation in the human world.
Nowadays, there are tens of millions of people in the world, and it is also a period of catastrophe and chaos. If you want to find the person you are looking for in the world, it is undoubtedly as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.
Our holy religion has many followers, and we have eyes and ears in every corner of the world. With our help, I believe you will be able to find it much faster than you can find it on your own."
Panshi Lule was silent for a moment and said, "What do you want from our Pangu clan?"
Guo Bier shook her head and said: "Besides the Supreme Forgetting Art and the innate Pangu bloodline, what else can you use?
Don't worry, I am Dashumi and I am not interested in either of your things.
I don't want anything to help you. I just want you to quickly finish your mission in the world and return to the Sea of Forgetfulness.
Panshi Lule, I am very sincere."
Panshi Lule said calmly: "We, the Pangu clan, rarely interact with cultivators in the human world, and as for cooperation, we have never had any.
I can't decide on this matter, I have to ask the elders for instructions."
Guo Bier smiled and said: "I believe your elder will agree to cooperate with our holy religion. After all, judging from the current situation in the human world, he does not want to see you people stay in the human world for a long time.
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Guo Bier finally suppressed Panshi Lule through his own Xumi realm.
She began to paraphrase Panshi Lule's words and said, "Lule, I don't know who it is that makes you break the rules and chase him to the world."
If anyone else asked, Panshi Lule would never reveal a word.
But the powerful Xumi people have privileges in the three realms, so Panshi Lule no longer hides it.
He said: "She is a mixed-race woman named Pan Shishu.
You don’t know her name, but you must know her grandparents, the old man Huangquan and the Fairy Yaoqin who were famous thousands of years ago..." Time passed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was already the twenty-fifth day of the twelfth lunar month.
There are still five days until this year’s New Year’s Eve.
However, this year, there is no sense of New Year in the whole of China.
There are beacon fires all over the border fortress. Strong men and large amounts of military supplies from all over the country are gathering at the border fortress. How can the people of China still think about celebrating the Spring Festival?
The whole Middle Earth was lifeless and quiet.
Ye Xiaochuan is not too concerned about what is happening outside at the moment. He is currently focusing on practicing martial arts and has no more thoughts to spend on other things.
According to calculations, as of today, he has been in the Mustard Seed Space for six days. Calculated based on the time inside, it is almost six months.
In the past nearly two months, he had been practicing speed and endurance by running fast according to the records in the Dragon Bone Book.
When he could run fast for twelve hours continuously, he officially entered the first level of martial arts training, skin training.
For more than four months, every day for Ye Xiaochuan felt like a year.
For example, rub coarse sea salt particles on the body, and then punch to speed up the blood flow in the body.
This made him miserable.
However, he never thought of giving up.
After more than four months of skin training, the results have been achieved. I don’t know if it is because of the sea salt applied every day. Ye Xiaochuan’s skin has turned from a little dark to a purple color.
Since a month ago, he has obviously noticed that his skin has become rougher and his ability to resist blows has also improved significantly.
For example, now, Ye Xiaochuan has made a standard two-bridge horse, not on the ground, but standing on two columns.
There were two survivors in the dark room, each holding a wooden stick as thick as his arm and repeatedly hitting Ye Xiaochuan's body.
It is rare for a disciple to beat his master.
It attracted a lot of people to watch, even Achitong and others were watching.
Ye Xiaochuan rode the steadyest horse step and endured the most vicious beatings, but his body did not move at all.
You must know that all the eight meridians in his body have been sealed. His body alone is resisting the blows of the wooden stick, just like a golden bell or an iron shirt that martial arts people talk about.
Both wooden sticks were broken, and Ye Xiaochuan slowly stopped.
As soon as he jumped off the wooden stake, A Chitong and others came over.
Hong Bo said: "Young Master, are your eight extraordinary meridians really blocked?"
A Chitong said: "Hong Bo, you don't believe me?
The young master’s meridians were sealed by me myself.”
Hong Bo laughed dryly and said: "That's not what I meant.
I'm just shocked that the young master has only been practicing martial arts for a few months and can achieve such achievements, it's amazing."
Bowen said: "If you can endure the suffering of the young master, your body will also become stronger."
Hong Bo immediately shook his head and said: "Forget it, I think my current cultivation method is quite good, and I don't plan to learn any more martial arts."
He was afraid.
At the beginning, seeing Ye Xiaochuan's running speed and time increasing, Hong Bo and others had the idea of following Ye Xiaochuan to practice their physical fitness.
Later, when they saw Ye Xiaochuan's miserable state while training, these people immediately gave up the idea of practicing martial arts.
Now that I have reached the realm of heaven and human beings, I have recently obtained the heavenly book and magic from Ye Xiaochuan. If I practice according to the law, I estimate that I will be able to achieve immortality in less than a hundred years, and maybe I will be able to touch the threshold of Sumeru in my lifetime.
Now that he is already a peerless master, who would endure the pain and torture to practice martial arts from scratch?
