The mind collapse itself is not harmful and will not cause any harm. It is just like the mind being frightened. It will not be able to recover for a while, and during this period, the mind, consciousness, and consciousness are all affected.
It is very fragile. If you use your spiritual power and perform magical powers at this time, you will be in danger of going crazy, and if you do not do well, you will be counterattacked.
Inside the magnificent and luxurious venue, there was silence at the moment.
One by one of the seven or eight hundred people in the audience, they were all paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud.
Those with weak cultivation looked groggy and confused, not knowing what was going on.
After the consciousness of those with strong cultivation levels reacted, they were deeply frightened, as if they had suffered a devastating disaster, and were filled with fear.
Only two people in the audience were still standing.
One of them is Feikui.
Feikui stood beside the table like this from beginning to end, bowed, head lowered, holding a wine flask in his hand, ready to pour wine at any time. He looked like a loyal slave, just like here
Everything that happened had nothing to do with him. He had only one mission, which was to serve the young master and be a competent slave.
Besides Feikui, the other person standing was Gu Qingfeng.
She is still dressed in clean white clothes, without any decorations on the white clothes. It is as white as snow, which is in sharp contrast with the three thousand long black hair like ink.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Like a solitary peak standing between heaven and earth.
He is still him.
But it's not him before.
Before, he was cynical, carefree, free and uninhibited, like an ignorant and ignorant dandy.
Now, he is solitary, domineering, and not angry, like an overlord who looks down upon the world.
He looked weak and frail before, just like the dying dusk, without any vitality.
Now, he is still weak, still weak, still like dusk, but it is not the dusk of the setting sun, but the dusk of the falling sun. There is no vitality, but only twilight energy, endless twilight energy.
quiet.
Boundless silence.
lonely.
It is also boundless silence.
Opposite him, Mr. Wei was slumped on the ground.
now.
He looked like he was in a state of despair, slumped on the ground, unable to move. He just used his arms to support his upper body, as if the energy and energy in his body had been drained out. He hung his head and did not dare to say a word.
.
Mr. Wei has been practicing for thousands of years, and his cultivation is completely achieved step by step by himself. I don’t know how much sweat he has paid, how much blood he has shed, and how many injuries he has suffered, so that he can achieve what he is today. In the ancient times,
At that time, he was also a respectable Earth Immortal in this world. However, over the past thousands of years, he had seen too many people die on the road to immortality, so he took a dim view of many things, so he chose to work as a manager in the villa.
Son.
Speaking of which, Mr. Wei is also a battle-experienced master. He has experienced many scenes, large and small, and has seen many strange and eccentric people.
However, he has never been as embarrassed, panicked, and scared as he is today.
He couldn't figure out how a person without any cultivation, without any creation, neither reincarnation nor destiny, nor an immortal or demon, could only rely on his own strength without using spiritual power or any magical powers.
How could a pure intimidation shatter the spirit that I had always been proud of?
He also couldn't figure out why he, who seemed like a carefree and carefree dude just now, suddenly became so scary.
That's really scary.
Although Gu Qingfeng, who was standing in front of him, did not say a word, nor did he show any murderous intentions, nor did he show any power, Mr. Wei still felt a deep fear.
It is a fear of the sun falling and dusk falling.
It is also a fear of endless silence.
Feeling this kind of fear enveloped him, Mr. Wei didn't dare to move, speak, or even breathe.
opposite.
Gu Qingfeng looked at the people paralyzed on the ground, but he only glanced at them, then shook his head and sat back on the chair. At the same time, Fei Kui next to him immediately poured a glass of wine from a flask and carefully handed it over.
Don't know why either.
When Gu Qingfeng sat down, the fear of the sun falling, dusk falling, and boundless silence that enveloped Mr. Wei gradually disappeared.
At this moment, Mr. Wei seemed to be relieved. He could no longer hold on and was completely paralyzed on the ground, panting heavily. However, at this moment, Gu Qingfeng's voice suddenly came.
"How is it, how do you feel?"
The sound was no longer majestic, the sound was no longer rolling, but when it reached Mr. Wei's ears, it made him feel like he was falling into a mountain of swords and a sea of fire. There was an indescribable feeling all over his body, from his skin, meridians, and blood.
The discomfort made him miserable.
"Old man, no..."
When Mr. Wei spoke, his voice was not only weak, but also hoarse. After saying two words, he quickly said: "I'm here...I'm here..."
It seemed that Mr. Wei was really scared and did not dare to think of himself as an old man. He humbly called himself a subordinate.
"Raise your head."
Wei Laocheng raised his head in fear, his old face had already turned pale with fright. When he touched Gu Qingfeng's eyes, it was like falling into an endless abyss, which made his soul feel breathless, and he quickly lowered his head again.
head.
"Let me ask you, is my spirit now insane?"
When Gu Qingfeng's voice came, Mr. Wei wanted to cry but had no tears, and he even wanted to die.
"Look at you, you're already old. I'm afraid you've been practicing for a long time, right? You don't even have this bit of eyesight? Are you saying that I'm insane? What's the matter, you've been living like a dog for so many years?
"
"I...I realize that I was wrong...I was blind and offended the young master..."
After thousands of years of practice, what impressed Mr. Wei the most was that he should put away his so-called self-esteem, admit mistakes without shame, and always know the word humble in front of the strong.
Gu Qingfeng didn't look at him, raised his glass and drank, saying: "I'm asking you, do you know my identity?"
"My surname is Gu, my first name is..."
Speaking of this, Mr. Wei suddenly stopped and did not dare to continue, because he suddenly realized that Gu Qingfeng had killed dozens of lords of the Immortal Dynasty in the northwest. If it was exposed, the consequences would be very serious. He did not want to personally expose Gu Qingfeng.
His identity was exposed.
Moreover, he did not think that Gu Qingfeng's words meant this. He recalled that Gu Qingfeng claimed to be King Chixiao before, and also said that he would use this matter to let others know the existence of his king. Although Mr. Wei didn't know why.
After doing this, I didn’t dare to think too much at the moment and responded quickly.
"The young master's surname is Gu, his given name is Tianlang, his Taoist name is Chixiao, he is... he is the King of Chixiao."
"Very good, not bad. You are quite sensible for an old boy."