Suddenly, Qing Ning's mind froze, and he was like a statue, dumbfounded.
The madness left her at a loss, her face was filled with horror, and her eyes were filled with countless fears.
Yes!
Horrified.
She didn't know who this person was.
She didn't even know his name, let alone his cultivation level. She only knew that this man was a bit weird, and he didn't even have a trace of spiritual energy in his body.
But she never expected that this man's physical body would be so strong. He was so strong that one slap caused Huang Yao's Qiqi to bleed, and one kick made Li Qiandong's mouth and nose spurt blood, and he couldn't even stand up.
When Mu Zibai attacked, the flying sword was wiped out by him and he slapped it down, causing Mu Zibai to lose his fighting ability on the spot.
Too powerful, too cruel!
This was the chief of the Twelfth Academy of the Yunxia Sect. In less than three breaths, he was slapped so hard that he fainted, leaving wounds and bruises. What Qing Ning couldn't believe even more was that Mu Mu
The colorful spirit guardian that Zibai sacrificed was actually... was defeated by his slap.
That is the guardian of colorful spirits!
It is the spirit of color with the foundation of color!
With the protection of such colorful spirits with colorful roots, even a real person who has established his true form cannot do anything to Mu Zibai.
That's true.
Qing Ning had already established her true form, and she had also competed with Mu Zibai, and she knew very well how impregnable Mu Zibai's colorful spirit protection was.
But now...now I was shaken to pieces by this person's slap. What's even more terrifying is that this person didn't use any spiritual power at all, just the strength of his physical body...
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Qing Ning wouldn't have believed it. Even if she saw it with her own eyes now, she still couldn't accept this fact.
At this moment.
That person.
The man in white stood in front of him so quietly, like a peak in the sky and like a lonely sword. His stern face had a somewhat indifferent expression, and his dark eyes were very calm, as quiet as an abyss or as a silent sea, without any sadness.
No joy, no worries, no worries, nothing, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with him.
He is more like an outsider.
And at his feet, Mu Zibai, who was like a handsome young master before and was proud and selfless, was lying on the ground like a dead dog, naked, with a bloody head. He used all his strength to slowly sit up.
He raised his head, his face was pale, and his expression was as frightened as if he had seen a ghost. He opened his mouth to say something, but was choked by blood and coughed.
"I am...I am...from the Mu family. My father is Mu..."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Qingfeng raised his foot and kicked him over.
"You! How dare you touch me...my father...my master..."
Bang!
Another kick.
Getting up from the ground, Mu Zibai was scared, really scared. He looked at Qing Ning in the distance and shouted: "Qing Ning... save me..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another kick.
If he said a word, Gu Qingfeng would kick him.
"This fellow Taoist...he...he knows he is wrong...you...just let him go."
Qing Ningzhen pleads for mercy, even though she knows that Mu Zibai is to blame for all this, but Mu Zibai is her friend after all, and she can't just die without saving him.
"Wrong?"
Gu Qingfeng shook his head, his face was expressionless, and he replied in an indifferent tone: "He is not wrong. He is not grateful. It only shows that his character is not good, which is not wrong. Fighting for things that have no owner is understandable and not wrong."
As he spoke, Gu Qingfeng kicked him again.
Finding that Mu Zibai was unconscious, Qing Ning begged: "Fellow Taoist... please forgive him, he really knows he was wrong."
"Whether he knows he is wrong or not, I don't know, and I don't want to know." Gu Qingfeng kicked him again and said lightly: "As for forgiveness, that is God's business and has nothing to do with me. I am just doing what I want to do.
Do what I have to do."
Gu Qingfeng is not a Bodhisattva and has no compassionate heart.
He is not a Buddha and has no good intentions.
He is not a saint and cannot tolerate and forgive.
He is just a person, an ordinary person. He has thought so since the day he started practicing five hundred years ago. Even if he later aspires to the Immortal and Demon Unparalleled Throne, or even the Nine Nether Emperor, he still regards himself as an ordinary person. He has never been
It has changed, it didn’t happen before, it won’t happen now, and it won’t happen in the future.
He is very simple and pure.
If you hit me, I will hit you.
If you kill me, I will kill you.
If you make me feel depressed and unhappy, then I will beat you until you feel comfortable. It doesn’t matter whether you are a man or a woman, old or young.
Gu Qingfeng didn't stop until he kicked Mu Zibai until his body was covered with bruises and he completely fainted.
Then he started picking up the fragments of the Purple Gold Amaterasu Crystal.
After picking it up, he opened a stone door and left.
Just leave like that?
Yes.
Just left.
Until Gu Qingfeng left for a long time, Qing Ning was stunned and couldn't come back to her senses. She had never met such a weird and incredible person in her whole life. Looking at Mu Zibai who was paralyzed on the ground and fainted, Huang
Yao and Li Qian moved to the three of them, but Qing Ning did not think about it anymore and hurriedly healed the three of them.
…
Practice.
What is it that you cultivate? What is your practice?
In the past, Gu Qingfeng believed that in cultivation, what you cultivate is immortality, what you practice is the Tao, and what you cultivate is the immortal way.
After he aspired to the Immortal Throne, he thought that it was just a matter of cultivating the Immortal Way, which was completely nonsense.
Later, he believed that in cultivation, what one cultivates is the devil, what one practices is the Tao, and what one cultivates is the demonic way.
After he aspired to the Demonic Throne, he thought that cultivating the Demonic Way was also nonsense.
Later, he believed that in cultivation, what you cultivate is heaven, what you practice is the Tao, and what you cultivate is the way of heaven.
After he aspired to the Nine Nether Emperor's throne, he believed that the way of heaven was also nonsense.
After experiencing too much, Gu Qingfeng pondered that the immortal, demonic, and heavenly ways were all bullshit. The only thing that was not bullshit was a Taoist heart.
This thing is fundamental.
Especially after being judged by the immortal, demonic, and heavenly ways, he is even more certain of this.
The Taoist mind cultivated by Gu Qingfeng is very simple and pure, and is called Great Freedom.
How to feel comfortable.
What is great freedom?
If you want to be happy, be happy; if you want to be angry, be angry.
When you are happy, you should laugh; when you are angry, you should vent it.
This is great freedom.
Three little guys came to make trouble, which made him unhappy. After a beating, his anger was almost gone, so he continued to wander around the cave, found the last formation eye of the Ming Dynasty Liuhe Seal, and removed the Purple Gold Sky inside.
After pocketing the fragments of Zhaojing, Gu Qingfeng came to a hall again.
There is no difference between this hall and the hall in the cave, but Gu Qingfeng was a little hesitant when he stood in front of a stone door.
He knew that behind this stone door was the strangest place in the cave. His spiritual consciousness had previously explored all the places in the cave, but he had not explored behind this stone door.
Gu Qingfeng thought that behind this stone door should be the foundation of this cave.
And it is almost certain that the monster sealed by King Ming's Liuhe Seal should be hiding in it.
Not almost, but absolutely sure.
The mechanism on the stone gate was destroyed. It was destroyed by force. The stone gate was also ajar. It must have been done by that monster.
After thinking for a moment, Gu Qingfeng opened the stone door and walked in.