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Chapter 1382 God of Heaven

Gu Qing knew that he needed to plan every step of the way, otherwise if he made a mistake, whether he could return to the Holy Land would be a serious problem.

The few people were speechless all the way, and under the guidance of Su Xiaochen, they arrived at a nearby city, which was also the place under the secret control of Qingtian Pavilion. They started the void teleportation in the city lord's palace and headed towards Qingtian Pavilion, which was hundreds of millions of miles away.

The vast sky is vast and boundless, with no snowflakes falling and no roaring wind. This is an endless sky of extreme tranquility.

The void flickered, ripples spread, and as a light door opened in the void, Gu Qing and others took a step forward to manifest themselves in the endless sky.

After seven days of continuous movement in the void, Gu Qing and others finally arrived at the location of Qingtian Pavilion.

"Sir, wait a moment." Su Xiaochen bowed his hands to Gu Qing.

The green jade tablet was held in the palm of his hand. As Su Xiaochen suddenly hit the jade tablet into the void, a rumble and explosion occurred in the world.

The vast portal is wide open, the endless jade towers, the heaven and earth present a scene of a heavenly palace, in which the splendor is overflowing with splendor, and even the fairy light flows in all directions. The red-crowned white crane is flying and circling on the endless towers, and the blood and energy come from all directions.

When the sky rises, a magnificent and vigorous scene emerges.

Qingtian Pavilion stands on the infinite sky. It has been passed down from ancient times to the present. The cultivation level of its founder is beyond the imagination of the world. Since ancient times, it has been convenient for the thousands of miles of sky to open up a large world, and it has also allowed Qingtian Pavilion to stand in the northern region for generations.

among.

"Haha, Mr. Yongheng has come to our Qingtian Pavilion. This pavilion master is extremely honored."

The sound shook the heaven and earth, and the waves were endless. The nine-turn fairy light bloomed from the ten thousand feet portal, and dozens of people wearing martial robes appeared. The power that crushed the heavens also made the world rumble.

Cranes were flying, golden lotuses descended from the sky, and the fairy music of the gods was playing. A large number of fairy flowers bloomed with nine-colored rays of light, paving a golden avenue that extended to the feet of Gu Qing.

Hundreds of beautiful girls, carrying flower baskets, stood on both sides of the Cotai Strip, looking at Gu Qing with deep admiration in their eyes.

I saw at the end of the Golden Light Avenue, among dozens of people wearing military robes, the leader had a rough face. Although there was no energy to bloom, as his eyes opened and closed, the stars were shattering, the world was collapsing, and there was a force that was crushing the world.

potential.

This situation made Gu Qing look stunned, and her heart was shocked beyond measure.

If I read it correctly, this kind of reception ceremony can only be given by the great power of heaven who comes to the ancient sect. However, he is a mere monk who is not even half-immortal, but Qingtian Pavilion is so solemn.

In fact, Gu Qing was underestimating himself. People of the wizard lineage have never appeared in the world. Occasionally, if they encounter a great sect, they must receive them with the most solemn etiquette. This etiquette is when Qingtian Pavilion receives Su Xiaochen's jade slip.

It was arranged in a hurry, otherwise it would have to be more grand.

"Sir, please." Su Xiaochen looked respectful and bowed his hands to Gu Qing.

After suppressing the shock in his heart, Gu Qing's face returned to calm. He took one step forward and stepped into the golden avenue.

"Welcome Mr. Eternal to the Qingtian Pavilion." The sky full of fairy flowers sprinkled down the golden avenue, and hundreds of girls greeted each other, showing the spirit of a great teacher in the world.

Luo Xiaotian and Ming Qiye had excited expressions on their faces, and looking at Gu Qing's back, they were even more excited. They both knew that they were following the right person, and they were afraid that they would also take off because of this person.

"Sage, you did not choose the wrong person, Xiaotian is convinced." Luo Xiaotian murmured, and then quickly followed Gu Qing's pace.

Although Ming Qiye was speechless, his clenched fists betrayed his excitement.

In just a few dozen breaths, Gu Qing and others walked to the Wan Zhang Tian Gate, looking at the dozens of people from Qingtian Pavilion, a profound meaning flashed in Gu Qing's eyes.

These dozens of people are old and young, but without exception, their own auras are extremely terrifying, and they are afraid that just one person can kill them here.

Although the middle-aged man at the head had no wrinkles on his face, Gu Qing could completely feel the vicissitudes of life in his eyes. This man was probably the Master of the Qingtian Pavilion, and his cultivation must be extremely powerful.

The dozens of people behind him are the elders of Qingtian Pavilion, all of them are semi-immortal and powerful people.

"Mr. Eternal." The master of Qingtian Pavilion strolled forward and bowed to Gu Qing.

"Senior must be the Master of Qingtian Pavilion, right?" Gu Qing did not mean to be arrogant. He bowed and his face became more solemn.

The birth of every great power is not as simple as the world imagines. Regardless of one's own chance and perseverance, great power can only be achieved through setbacks that the world cannot imagine. Gu Qing's gift is a sign of respect for the great power.

"The line of wizards has disappeared forever. Your husband is a descendant of the line of wizards, and he is also a rare person in the world. I cannot bear such a great gift." The master of Qingtian Pavilion spoke warmly, and bowed in return to bow to Gu Qing.

"I have seen Mr. Yongheng." Before Gu Qing could react, dozens of elders bowed and greeted Gu Qing.

"Young men, I am so ashamed. I have met all of you seniors." Gu Qing quickly returned the greeting.

"snort!"

"What kind of descendant of a wizard? I'm afraid this person is just a charlatan."

Suddenly, a low sound of mosquitoes and flies sounded, and a young man wearing a blue military robe had a cold light in his eyes. He looked at Gu Qing from behind the elder, with contempt flashing in his eyes.

Although the young man's words were inaudible, there was no one in the room who was not a supreme figure. The young man's words naturally fell into the ears of everyone. This also made the Qingtian Pavilion Master's face freeze, and then gave the young man a fierce look, which also made the young man

He closed his mouth tightly and did not say a word. He just looked at Gu Qing with eyes that became more and more disdainful.

"Sir, please don't blame me. This is my close disciple. Please don't take children's words seriously." The master of Qingtian Pavilion said apologetically.

Gu Qing shook his head slowly, then chuckled and said: "Senior, you are worrying too much. This dear friend is right. In the eyes of the world, the so-called witchcraft is indeed the likes of charlatans and sorcerers."

"Since you know that you are a charlatan, you dare to come to our Qingtian Pavilion to deceive you?" The young man disdained to speak and strolled towards Gu Qing.

"Bold villain, how dare you be so rude to Sir?" The Master of Qingtian Pavilion spoke angrily, with a cold and cold expression spreading all over his body.

Although the Qingtian Pavilion Master seemed angry, he did not take any action against the young man. This also made Gu Qing's eyes flash with a deep look. It seemed that the Qingtian Pavilion Master also had doubts about himself and wanted to use the young man's hand to

Test yourself.

"I wonder what your surname is, brother?" Gu Qing said calmly.

"Son of God Qingtian."

There was no name announcement, just four words uttered, but the young man looked proud and did not take Gu Qing into his eyes at all.

"You...are you the Son of God Qingtian?" Ming Qiye exclaimed, looking at the young man with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at Ming Qiye's horrified expression, Qingtian God Son nodded with satisfaction and said: "It seems that you have heard of the name of my Son of God. Judging from your aura, I must be practicing Beiming Sutra. I wonder where God Son of Beiming is now?"

"A year ago, I had a battle with him with no outcome. A year later, I am already just a hair away from breaking into the calamity transformation state. I wonder if the Son of Beiming you teach can be my opponent."

Arrogant, arrogant and indulgent, this is the Son of God Qingtian.

It’s no wonder that this man is so proud. He is the direct disciple of the Master of Qingtian Pavilion. He entered the realm of disaster at the age of more than 20 years old. In the entire Northern Territory, except for the sons of gods of the other two great religions, who is his opponent in the younger generation?

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"I am not from Youhan Palace, and I don't know the whereabouts of the Son of God Beiming."

The arrogant attitude of God Son Qingtian made Ming Qiye feel angry. Then he looked at Gu Qing with a deep look, and then said calmly.

Compared with the people of Gu Qing, the so-called divine son of the Great Religion is no better than a firefly competing with the bright moon. Ming Qiye knows that although Gu Qing has a gentle appearance, the son of God Qingtian is so arrogant towards him, which will inevitably lead Gu Qing to deal with this person.

Ichiban.

With his hands on his back, dressed in black, Gu Qing stepped out with one step, like walking in a leisurely courtyard, giving him a feeling of light wind and light clouds.

"What the Son of God said is right, Eternal is a charlatan, but I am a charlatan different from others. I wonder if the Son of God would dare to let me try." Gu Qing came to the Son of Qingtian and said with a smile.

"snort!"

"Why don't you dare?" God Son Qingtian looked stunned and said disdainfully.

"Then please ask the Son of God to offer a drop of blood, so that you can demonstrate the skills of the Eternal Warlock."

Chi!

The void shook, and a drop of essence and blood emerged from the fingertips of the Qingtian God Son. As he suddenly swung towards Gu Qing, the void was torn apart. If an ordinary monk, that terrifying power would definitely be pierced through the chest and abdomen, and the body would die.

Calm and waveless, the void is stagnant.

This drop of essence and blood settled in the void, and did not cause any harm to Gu Qing. However, there was a fierce look in Gu Qing's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

For those who want his life, Gu Qing will definitely give him a lesson he will never forget, regardless of his identity.

The dim light surged, and the world suddenly darkened. Gu Qing pointed his swords together and gently tapped the drop of blood in the void. Something that frightened everyone happened.

The essence and blood suddenly swelled, and then covered the heaven and earth, and a scene was also reflected in everyone's eyes.

As humble as an ant, with a sallow face and skinny muscles, a child and a ragged woman were begging hard in a city. In the midst of the ice and snow, the woman kept coughing, and traces of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth from time to time.

There were many beggars like the mother and son, and from time to time some people would distribute the food they begged to the mother and son. However, the woman could not resist her own illness, and her own vitality would eventually be cut off.

The child cried out in grief and kept calling for his mother, finally waking the woman up.

"Tian'er, you have to remember that no matter what, you must become a monk and help the poor people in this world like you and my mother and son, so that my mother can rest in peace under the Nine Springs." The woman finally let go and went back.

The children cried loudly.

A young child, covered in stench, was crawling in the ice and snow, which made passers-by extremely disgusted. From time to time, ruffians would kick him, and only a few old beggars would give the child some food from time to time.

But even so, in this world of ice and snow, the child cannot withstand such severe cold, and will eventually follow his mother and return to the Nine Nether Purgatory.

Just when the child's vitality was about to die, a middle-aged man appeared next to the child, looking at the child's young body, excitement flashed in his eyes.


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