Fortunately, these Gu Xuan's guesses are unknown to the saints.
Otherwise, he might really be unable to resist and slap Gu Xuan to death.
Just based on the three words "Water Bodhisattva", we can deduce so many things. This guy is simply a monster!
Of course, this is almost the limit.
To know what really happened in the Liuli Sect, unless the poor and fearful saint is willing to tell, it is simply impossible.
Now this group of disciples are not even at the beginning of the Saint Realm. It is impossible to expect them to know anything.
Gu Xuan did not continue to think about it.
Since the poor and fearful Saint is willing to go to the Zhongyuan Realm with him, that is enough. The goal has been achieved. If the Water Bodhisattva really appears by then, he might as well lend a helping hand to the poor and fearful Saint.
Although the poor and fearful saint is a bit greedy for money and a bit unreliable, in fact, he is still worth getting to know him deeply.
Gu Xuan seemed to see a trace of himself in the poor saint.
Gu Xuan seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and then he looked reluctant and smiled at the poor and fearful saint.
"Well, since fellow Taoist Qiongfear is so sincere, then just follow me to the Zhongyuan Realm."
The poor saint's right hand trembled imperceptibly again, and he almost couldn't hold back and slapped him with his palm. This kid was too thick-faced for being so obedient after getting an advantage.
However, looking at Gu Xuan's look of needing a beating, Holy Son Qiongwei suddenly felt that this boy had a trace of himself.
"When the time comes, when I have finished using the Water Bodhisattva, I will give that thing to this boy.
However, I really can’t say for sure, this guy is the Alchemy Emperor after all, and when the time comes, there may be some way to ask him for help.”
The poor and fearful saint smiled faintly and waved to the young disciple hiding outside the pavilion.
"My great-grandson, go and serve some real good wine and food to the table!"
The young disciple responded and immediately ran away.
Soon, a table full of fragrant delicacies was set.
"Eh? Is this dragon blood?"
Blood Ancestor's eyes widened. This was specially prepared for him.
Jiao blood is a great tonic, and the taste is extremely delicious.
"Come, let's eat this table of delicacies, and then we'll set off after I've settled the household affairs."
The poor are afraid of the saints and laugh loudly.
"please!"
Gu Xuan raised his wine glass.
On the second day, as the sun had just risen, a flying boat slowly took off from the Liuli Sect.
A man, with a sad face, led the people of Liuli Sect to see off the poor and fearful saint.
The Holy Son of Qiongfear looked at the leading man and couldn't help but said sadly:
"Don't worry, Nagging, everything will be fine, I will be back as soon as possible.
Remember, Haosheng takes good care of the Liuli Sect, and if you encounter a strong enemy, just follow the methods I teach you to deal with it."
The man nodded and said solemnly:
"Sect Master, I still hope you can call me by my full name, Lauder said!"
"No problem, Nagging!"
"Thank you, Sect Master! One more thing, I am not worried about Sect Master's safety, nor am I looking forward to your early return. I just hope that after Sect Master goes out, you will remember that you represent the face of Liuli Sect!
The poor and fearful saint's entire face turned dark.
The flying boat made a whooshing sound, turned into a ray of light, and left.
On the flying boat, the Poor Saint looked at the Blood Ancestor, then at Gu Xuan who looked like he couldn't hold back his laughter, and snorted coldly.
"Forget what happened just now!"
"Hahaha, definitely."
Gu Xuan finally laughed out loud.
The Blood Ancestor, as a blood bat who has lived for who knows how many years, has already become a spirit. At this time, he has stronger endurance than Gu Xuan, and he just doesn't laugh out loud.
Seeking death does not exist!
This made Gu Xuan highly praised, which was at least an advantage.
The flying boat moved forward, not very fast.
There are still fourteen days left, so there is plenty of time.
A few hours passed, and the Blood Ancestor began to practice out of boredom.
The blood slave was released, and one-third of his blood essence was sucked out by the blood ancestor. After feeding him another pill, he was left to lie on the flying boat.
Every time the poor and fearful saint lowers his head, he will see the blood slave.
Every time I look at it, the corner of my mouth trembles.
He never expected that these two guys would dare to arrest the elders of the Zhongyuan Domain and make them some kind of blood slaves, exclusively for the Blood Ancestor's cultivation.
Have these two people really lost their minds?
Although he was well prepared to deal with the big and small troubles caused by Gu Xuan at any time, he had just left the Liuli Sect, so he gave himself such a big surprise?
If people from Zhongyuan Territory find out about this matter, even if it is for the sake of face, Zhongyuan Territory will send someone to ask for an explanation.
You can kill people in Zhongyuan Domain, but please don’t insult them in such a high-profile manner, okay?
The poor and fearful saint hesitated several times before finally attracting the attention of the Blood Ancestor.
Naturally, the Blood Ancestor would not kill the Blood Slave, let alone let him go. He would just take him into the Space Spirit Treasure, and that would be the end of it.
The poor and fearful saint shook his head, forget it, just out of sight, just pretend that you don't know.
High mountains flew back under the feet of a few people.
The flying boat constantly shuttles among the flowing clouds.
Gu Xuan did not open any restrictions, and the violent wind blew directly onto him, making his pure white robes make a hunting sound.
Along the way, we also met several groups of warriors.
However, after these warriors glanced at the poor saint, they all stayed away.
There was no way, the terrifying aura from the Saint of Poor Fear was released, and he looked like he would not let strangers in, as if anyone who dared to come close would be immediately punched to death by him. Who dared to come close?
Gu Xuan looked at the poor and fearful saint, and the corner of his mouth trembled.
This old fox is obviously trying to prevent himself from causing trouble.
It scares everyone away. This trip will be very boring.
"Fear fellow Taoist, why are you like this?
Does this young master look like a troublemaker? Put down your momentum, I will not cause trouble easily, and I am also a decent person."
Gu Xuan advised.
The poor and fearful saint gave Gu Xuan a blank look.
If this little fox's words are to be believed, mother beads can even climb trees.
"I think this is good. It's a rare trip, but I should show off my domineering power to make this trip worthwhile.
Look at the way those warriors are trying to avoid each other, don’t you feel very satisfied?”
The poor are afraid of the Holy One and reject the Tao.
"childish!"
Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at the old fox.
The flying boat flew for four days and nights, and the journey was uneventful.
It was another early morning, and Gu Xuan and Qiongfa Saint were preparing for their daily bickering.
At this moment, on the flying boat, the Blood Ancestor suddenly trembled.
Rays of red light soared into the sky from the Blood Ancestor.
A vast force rippled out from the Blood Ancestor.
The faces of Gu Xuan and Qiongfear Saint both changed slightly.
"Boss, it's too bad. I accidentally practiced too much. I'm afraid I'm going to be promoted to the Holy Realm.
What should I do? I'm not ready yet! If I get promoted like this, I won't be able to reach my strongest state at all!
Boss, please help me suppress it."
The Blood Ancestor suddenly roared.
Gu Xuan frowned and looked up at the sky.
Above the head, calamity clouds are billowing, coming from all directions and beginning to gather.
"The water has come, it can't be suppressed anymore. Get ready to survive the disaster."
With a thought in Gu Xuan's mind, the flying boat flew towards a mountain range below.