With nothing to do, Gu Changhuan was dragged into the tavern by Peng Liantian.
However, after sitting down in the tavern, Peng Liantian didn't say why he was so angry and just drank himself spiritual wine.
The movements of pouring the wine and putting down the glass made "clang" sounds, obviously he was feeling depressed and distressed.
Gu Changhuan looked at him like this and felt a little confused for a moment.
It's really strange that this guy would be so troubled.
Here, after three rounds of drinking, Peng Liantian still showed no tendency to stop.
Gu Changhuan was a little helpless, but he didn't say anything to Peng Liantian.
In the end, Gu Changhuan could only say helplessly:
"Brother Peng, it's not the best way for you to get yourself drunk like this. If you get drunk, you can easily get into trouble. Wouldn't it make your master worry about you again?"
Unexpectedly, after hearing what Gu Changhuan said, Peng Liantian did not stop and drank even more ferociously.
Fortunately, this was in a private room, otherwise, it would have attracted everyone's attention.
However, Gu Changhuan also guessed something.
Could it be that Master Fenghuo and Master Peng Liantian had a quarrel?
Gu Changhuan asked directly.
Peng Liantian stopped drinking, put down the wine bowl in his hand, took a deep breath, and said in a dull voice:
"The old man called me over yesterday and gave me some things and a large amount of spiritual stones."
Gu Changhuan was stunned.
Why did Master Fenghuo give all his property to Peng Liantian before he passed away?
He asked tentatively:
"Master Fenghuo, is he absolutely determined to advance to the Nascent Soul?"
Peng Liantian nodded and said in a low voice:
"The old man said that he is old and may not be able to survive this interface catastrophe.
Let me practice hard and accumulate more spirit stones, and maybe I will have a chance to condense the Nascent Soul."
It seems that this is the reason why Peng Liantian is so unhappy.ωωw..net
Gu Changhuan touched his chin, not knowing how to persuade Peng Liantian.
If he said that life and death are determined by destiny, that everyone has his or her own fate, and that not everyone can attain enlightenment and become an immortal, it would be a bit painless to stand up and talk.
After all, he himself is not the type to let go of the fetters of family ties and blood ties.
Otherwise, he would have abandoned the Gu family and his brothers from his grandfather's clan long ago, and hid in the Xuantian Tower to practice.
If he was in a different place, he felt that Peng Liantian's reaction was normal.
He thought for a while and asked:
"How advanced is Master Fenghuo now?"
Peng Liantian sighed,
"Fifth level of golden elixir."
Gu Changhuan thought for a moment and realized that this cultivation speed was not too slow. It should be regarded as a normal cultivation speed.
Master Fenghuo should have a lifespan of two hundred years now. As long as he doesn't encounter bottlenecks every step of the way, it is very possible to reach the ninth level of the Golden Core. As for Nascent Soul, it depends on chance.
It's really too early to give everything to Peng Liantian now.
Gu Changhuan thought about it for a while. Although he had some thoughts in his mind, it was not time to say anything yet, so he had to say:
"Since Master Fenghuo has high hopes for you, why don't you go all out to attack Nascent Soul?
If we can succeed before the real person dies, there may be hope of helping the real person Fenghuo advance to Nascent Soul."
Peng Liantian now has the sixth level of Golden Core cultivation. If he goes all out, he can still achieve great success in attacking the Nascent Soul within two hundred years.
Listening to what Gu Changhuan said, Peng Liantian's eyes suddenly lit up and he slapped his thigh!
"yes!
Why didn’t I think of that!
Ha ha ha ha!
Brother Gu, you still have a good brain!
When I become the ancestor of the Nascent Soul, it will be much easier to find opportunities for the Nascent Soul!"
As Peng Liantian spoke, the anger and sadness on his face disappeared, and he returned to his usual proud and proud look.
When Gu Changhuan saw this, he also smiled, then patted him on the shoulder in a pretentious manner, and said sincerely:
"Brother Peng, come on!
The road to Nascent Soul is long and long!”
Peng Liantian poured a bowl of wine for Gu Changhuan and said uninhibitedly:
"Although I don't have a spiritual body like yours, my qualifications are not bad. It is not difficult to cultivate to the ninth level of the Golden Core!
Just prepare the congratulatory gift from my condensed Nascent Soul!"
Gu Changhuan looked at the careless Peng Liantian and thought with a smile, it would be great if he could live like Peng Liantian in his lifetime.
After the two drank a meal of spiritual wine together, Peng Liantian returned to the Haoran Sect to practice with a full belly of spiritual wine.
It seems that there is quite a race against time attitude.
Gu Changhuan sighed and began to meditate silently.
On the other side, Patriarch Luo Feng, who hurried back to Wuqiu Valley, plunged into his own treasure house.
The next day, Gu Changhuan, Patriarch Haofeng and others boarded the flying boat to Central Continent.
Although everyone on the flying boat was a monk from the Eastern Wasteland Nascent Soul, and they had some friendships, they were not deep, so not long after getting on the flying boat, several people entered the box one after another.
The space of this fifth-level magic weapon is not small, and there are many private rooms. Gu Changhuan randomly selected one, set a restriction, and began to close his eyes and rest.
The speed of the fifth-level magic weapon was naturally very fast. The flying boat headed west. In less than half a day, Gu Changhuan felt that the spiritual energy around him was gradually thinning.
I saw the true energy flowing in his eyes. Wherever he looked, the vegetation gradually became sparse, and even the weeds were not so lush.
After a day, the aura around me was almost gone.
At this time, the scenery outside the flying boat was already golden.
Gu Changhuan looked at the yellow sand in the sky outside and fell into thinking.
The Eastern Wasteland is a fertile land, and so is Central Continent, but these tens of thousands of miles of yellow sand isolate these two fertile lands;
If it were not for this stretch of yellow sand and the raging sandstorms, perhaps the Eastern Wasteland would not exist today.
There will also be no forces such as the Gu family or the Haoran Sect.
There will only be one Zhongzhou Zhou family with a larger territory.
Even if he advanced to Nascent Soul, Ding Po Tian would only become a vassal king under the jurisdiction of the Zhou family.
And he also wants to marry a female cultivator from the Zhou family.
Otherwise, the Zhou family will "invite" you to leave Zhongzhou and seek development in another treasure land.
Although this service system is overbearing, it can be seen from the continuous strength and prosperity of the Zhou family over the years that this system is still very effective.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Zhongzhou is rich in products and is the commercial and transportation center of the entire interface.
But, how should the Gu family find their own way in the future?
Speaking of which, the Gu family still has a long way to go!
As Gu Changhuan thought about it, his thoughts gradually drifted away.
The road from the Eastern Wasteland to Central Continent is long, and even a fifth-level magic weapon took a full seven days to reach the border of Central Continent.
After Gu Changhuan arrived at the flying magic weapon and gradually slowed down, he thought for a moment and left the box.
At this moment, Patriarch Haofeng was sitting in the middle of the hall. When he saw Gu Changhuan coming out, he smiled and said:
"We have entered the scope of Central Continent. The Zhou family has many rules. However, whenever entering Central Continent, the flight speed cannot be too fast;