Volume 1: The Rebirth of the Owl Demon Chapter 11 Dormancy
Gu Qingyang looked around and saw as many as twenty figures.
At this moment, those people were rummaging around in the scorched earth and looking around.
As they themselves said, they only need to count the losses of this disaster.
Apart from this, it seems that they really don't have any tasks to do anymore.
When Gu Qingyang saw this, he also smiled coldly and then disappeared.
The reason why Gu Qingyang did this was because he was not suitable to appear now.
Especially, it still appears in its current form.
He has survived that catastrophe and has also undergone a radical change.
Although, his natal bone does not look any different from the original.
But there is no guarantee that a few old guys with vicious eyes will not appear in this ancient hanging coffin sect.
If such a being really saw the clues in his body, then he wouldn't need to practice.
Gu Qingyang estimated that even if he showed some extraordinary talent, these people would see that he survived the catastrophe and had a good future.
These old guys who have lived for many years may still be the same as before and not pay any attention to him.
They would even harm him.
This is no exaggeration.
Gu Qingyang saw human nature very clearly.
He knows that everyone has a greedy side.
Including himself, the same is true.
Moreover, his enemy is never a certain person, but the entire sect.
Faced with this reality, he could only analyze it in the clearest possible way.
He knew that since ancient times, no matter the righteous path or the demonic path, any bone cultivating sect could not escape the law of nepotism.
The sect is a whole, and the reason why it is a whole is that it can bind people with various invisible chains of interests.
Interests can cover many aspects.
They are as strong as chains.
But unfortunately, they are invisible.
Those people are like that, and the chains between them can also have some names, such as master and disciple, Taoist companion...
Just ask, if there is one person in a sect, he can decide how many cultivation resources you can obtain, and even decide your life or death.
So, who do you want this person to be?
Is it your master, your classmate, or the person next to you?
If nothing else, the closer the relationship between this person and you is, the better.
Regarding such issues, the views of ordinary disciples and the views of old monsters are actually very similar.
So, what do they do when a new person suddenly shows amazing talent and rises like a new star?
In this regard, those ordinary disciples may express helplessness and may just wait and see what happens. Or they may choose to take action, provoke or suppress such people.
Those old monsters are more likely to win over, support, befriend, and even try to control such newcomers.
Because the ability of the former is often limited.
The latter's ability is extremely powerful.
The rules of the Righteous Sect may be closer to the so-called morality. Therefore, in the Righteous Sect, even if such a situation exists, it is extremely obscure.
But the Ancient Xuan Coffin Sect is a demonic sect.
In this sect, such sect rules do not exist. The environment of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect is closer to the essential reality of the wild world.
That is - the weak eat the strong.
The moment he saw these fellow disciples, Gu Qingyang not only knew when the secret realm trial would be held.
He even thought about and figured out clearly what he should do next and how he should mediate with his enemies.
Anyway, he was prepared to continue hibernating.
In his opinion, the secret trial may be an excellent opportunity. If conditions permit, he will show his edge.
Firstly, this can act as a deterrent to many old monsters including the Old Man with the Sky Corpse. Secondly, this can also avoid a lot of trouble for him.
However, if conditions do not allow it, then he will choose to continue practicing hard, secretly increase his strength, and prepare various trump cards.
One day, he will leave here.
And Gu Qingying will also leave here.
By that time, the matter between the two brothers and the ancient Hanging Coffin Sect will inevitably come to an end.
Although this kind of thing seems to be extremely far away from now, in fact, it can happen at any time.
This day could be any day.
Of course, it could be tomorrow.
"If those people think they have a guaranteed victory, then let them down."
With this thought, Gu Qingyang left the scorched earth.
He stayed away from the crowd and walked into the distance, towards a corner of the Fallen Leaf Mountains.
Along the way, he will collect some dead wood that has been baptized by the thunder.
These dead trees are different from other dead trees. They mutated during the process of being destroyed because of the thunder.
Therefore, they are not as useless as other dead trees. They are already an excellent material and can be used for refining weapons and elixirs.
Apart from the sect contribution points given by Old Man Tianshi, Gu Qingyang never owned anything in the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect.
But Gu Qingyang never thought so.
His will is like that weed.
Give him a piece of land, even if it is a lifeless and vicious land, he will be able to seize the opportunity, and then grow vigorously like crazy.
In the eyes of others, this lightning-struck wood may be something belonging to the sect.
But in Gu Qingyang's view, since those people exiled him here.
Then, he should adapt measures to local conditions.
Not long after, he had collected a lot of lightning strikes in his new residence.
After doing this, he sat on the floor and started practicing directly.
I saw him holding the lightning-strike wood in his hand, deducing the God-Devouring Ancient Demonic Sutra, and operating his spiritual power.
As black and purple runes continued to grow around his body, the power of the Lightning Strike Wood began to be absorbed and refined crazily by him.
During this process, his power was always growing, but he was actually crazily suppressing his own cultivation.
Originally, his cultivation aura was incomparable to the acquired grade of ordinary bone cultivators.
However, after some practice, his cultivation aura actually dropped to the acquired black level.
"call--"
Three full days and nights passed before Gu Qingyang finally ended his practice. And the turbid breath he exhaled was also unprecedentedly turbid.
But Gu Qingyang himself is still extremely satisfied with this practice. Because this is the result he wants.
That turbid breath contains many impurities in his body. Being able to exhale it means that his physique has been improved again.
"I don't know if this is possible."
Enjoying the unique tranquility of this fierce land, Gu Qingyang looked at the remaining lightning-struck trees.
After muttering to himself, a smile appeared on his face.
Gu Qingyang was thinking about what kind of trump card he should create for himself.
If he was purely pursuing efficiency, then he should refine these lightning-struck trees into the weapons, talismans and other things he knew about.
During those eight thousand years, he cultivated himself into a person who was proficient in the offensive methods of all schools of bone cultivators.
Among the many methods, there are many that are more terrifying than the hanging coffin ancient sect inheritance, and there are many that are easy to use.
But, after all, this place is still an ancient hanging coffin sect.
If he didn't want to attract attention and arouse the suspicion of those old monsters, then he could only refine these lightning strikes wood into items inherited from the ancient hanging coffin sect.
And when he thought about it, a black spiritual fire slowly lit up on Gu Qingyang's fingertips. He also decided to refine these things in batches.
In the next trial in the secret realm, even if he wants to properly show his strength, he must use the inheritance of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect.
Therefore, he refined 80% of the lightning strike wood into the talismans and magic weapons inherited from the ancient hanging coffin sect. He would only use them after the trial began.
The remaining 20% were the best of the best, and the quality was of the highest quality. He refined these lightning strikes wood into the great killing weapon in his memory.
Of course, he would never use such a thing unless necessary.
Moreover, there should be no one among the younger generation of this sect who is worthy of him using these things.
"I heard that the new disciple who joined our sect not long ago is in the Fallen Leaf Mountains."
"Yeah, it's been five or six days, and I haven't seen any trace of this person."
"Do you think this kid was struck to death by lightning?"
"This is really possible."
"Everyone, you have also seen how terrifying this natural disaster is."
"Not to mention the newcomer, even if I were present, I'm afraid he would be dead."
"What senior brother said is absolutely true."
"Oh, this is boring."
…
On the fourth day, Gu Qingyang had just put away the things he had refined when he heard the voices of the previous people deep in the forest.
But this time, Gu Qingyang had no intention of hiding anymore.
I saw him first looking at the tattered clothes on his body, and then silently shaking his head.
"Brother!"
"Brothers, you are finally here. I am really anxious to death."
"Senior brother, what happened to the Luoye Mountains? What happened?"
…
The setting sun has passed and night is approaching.
If Gu Qingyang hadn't been too enthusiastic, those disciples of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect would have treated him like a lonely ghost.
After all, he is now wearing extremely torn clothes, covered in dust and bruises, and he looks really miserable.
In addition, his extremely abnormal appearance and smile were so enthusiastic that it was almost breathtaking.
Such a person really makes those who face Gu Qingyang feel a chill rising from their toes to the top of their heads.
After just a moment, a chill ran down my spine.
And after a while of pleasantries, those people finally knew that the person in front of them was Gu Qingyang who was being discussed.
In the end, they also decided to take Gu Qingyang away from here and let him participate in the trial with other disciples in a few days.
After achieving his goal, Gu Qingyang was also quite happy. Before, he didn't want to see these guys because he still had things to do.
Moreover, he is very worried about those old monsters.
It's just right to show up now. Those old monsters are gone, so it's easier to deal with these young people.
He knows the right way to show weakness and the right amount of flattery.
And these are all his disguises and his methods.
He doesn't need these people to take him seriously.
He just needs to go through these people and let those old monsters get a suitable reason when they see him appearing.
…
When night fell, Gu Qingyang, like most young disciples, came to Liubo Lake.
This time, no one came here for the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion.
The entrance to the secret realm is right here.
The disciples traveling with me have already said that the trial will be held in five days.
The reason why people arrive early is because they want to avoid a lot of trivial matters.
Gu Qingyang didn't have many trivial matters.
He has already made the preparations that need to be made.
Therefore, in the last few days, he resolutely walked into the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion.
Compared to other disciples, his cultivation resources are really scarce.
If it weren't for those burial trees, he wouldn't be able to hold on now.
But there are resources in the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion, and he still has many sect contribution points.
"Fellow Taoist, this is what I like."
However, just when Gu Qingyang exchanged a lot of things and prepared to exchange for the next elixir.
A dull sound rang in his ears.
And this made Gu Qingyang frown instantly and his eyes became cold.