But this is normal. With Beilei's strength in her early stage, it would be great if she could get rid of the Blood Demon Vine. It would be too difficult for her to expect her to survive.
Even if she wanted to do that, Gu Qingxi was not willing to let her take the risk.
"Although the Blood Demon Vine is dead, I still have part of his memory here." At this time, Gu Beilei said suddenly.
Relying on the mental connection between the spiritual pet and the spiritual master, she could easily sense what Gu Qingxi was regretting.
"What, how come you have his memory?" Gu Qingxi asked in surprise.
"While I absorbed his spiritual power, I also absorbed and refined part of his soul." Gu Beilei explained.
As she said that, she held Gu Qingxi's hand.
A memory from the Blood Demon Vine instantly flooded into Gu Qingxi's mind.
My mind merged into that memory, as if I had entered a dream and returned to tens of thousands of years ago.
It was dark all around, but the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth was quietly gathering, soaking itself like warm spring water, and a vigorous life flowed through the body, faster and faster, like a volcano about to erupt.
Gu Qingxi knew that this was the moment when the Blood Demon Vine was about to sprout and a new life was about to be born.
But at this time, he didn't have any excitement or joy, only deep fear.
Because the spiritual consciousness of strong men was sweeping past it from time to time, containing ruthless murderous intent.
He knew very well that once discovered by these human monks, he would be greeted by death. Even an entry-level monk with low strength could easily kill him.
But fortunately, those divine consciousnesses swept past him again and again, even close at hand, but no one ever noticed his existence.
Finally, the strong human beings gradually disappeared. With the memory of the Blood Demon Vine, Gu Qingxi's mood also relaxed, and she felt a sense of joy about surviving the disaster.
But at this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and Gu Qingxi felt her body light up, being pinched by someone's fingertips.
Then, the face of a human man appeared in front of him.
Because this memory comes from the soul swallowed by the Blood Demon Vine, it is as hazy as a dream, so the man's face is also blurred.
"It turned out to be hiding in the clear crystal stone. No wonder no one discovered it. Also, how could a powerful person in the Mahayana realm take such a low-level spiritual crystal in his eyes?" the man said to himself.
The voice was also distant and ethereal, as if it came from another world.
But this sarcastic tone and tone gave Gu Qingxi a sense of déjà vu.
Who is the one? She thought carefully and racked her brains, but she still couldn't remember his identity.
The only thing she was sure of was that she must have seen this person before, but not too familiar with him, otherwise she wouldn't be able to remember him like this.
The Blood Demon Vine was eventually discovered by a human monk, who was so frightened that his soul was trembling. Gu Qingxi could also feel his deep fear and despair.
But what he was worried about did not happen. After the man said that, he put him into the storage ring as quickly as possible.
Then came another long period of darkness.
I don’t know how long it took, but the light reappeared, and a majestic palace appeared in front of me.
The palace was magnificently built, and the surrounding walls were covered with pearls. The entire hall was brightly lit, but for some reason, it gave people a cold and solemn feeling.
There was no one in the hall, except for a hazy figure sitting on the throne at the top.
"My lord, my subordinate has honored his duty and brought back this Blood Demon Vine Seed." The man knelt in the middle of the hall, raised the Blood Demon Vine Seed high above his head, and said in an extremely pious voice.
"Well done," said the man on the throne.
The low voice echoed in the empty hall, but it was even more ethereal and insubstantial, and it was impossible to tell who it was.
Then, a bottle of elixir flew lightly in front of the man.
"Thank you Lord for your gift. I will definitely go through fire and water to thank you for your kindness." The man took the elixir and kowtowed heavily to express his gratitude.
Although the voice was still intermittent, Gu Qingxi could clearly hear a hint of crying.
She couldn't help but be a little curious: Since this person can participate in the siege of the Blood Demon Vine, no matter how weak his cultivation level is, he should have reached the early stage of Mahayana. She doesn't know what kind of pill this is that can make him so excited?
"Go ahead, you know what to do next, you don't need me to teach you." On the throne, the hazy figure waved his hand and disappeared.
"Yes, Lord." The man stood up respectfully with endless gratitude.
Then, Gu Qingxi saw him walking through the long and narrow passage to the side hall on one side, using the spiritual spring and his own spiritual power to nourish the Blood Demon Vine day and night.
When the Blood Demon Vine finally sprouted and took root, he couldn't wait to force it to make a master-servant contract.
But he didn't notice at all that at the moment when the contract between heaven and earth was established, the Blood Demon Vine separated a ray of divine consciousness and left a mark on the deepest part of Yaozhi's bloodline.
At first, Gu Qingxi didn't know the purpose of the Blood Demon Vine, until she saw him take advantage of him and pierce the man's heart from behind, instantly cutting off his vitality.
However, he used the brand of divine consciousness to escape the severe punishment of the law and keep a glimmer of hope.
Only then did she realize how cunning and forbearing this Blood Demon Vine was.
It was at this moment that she finally saw the man's face full of fear and unwillingness.
Yu Jianbai! It turned out to be him.
As expected, Gu Qingxi and Yu Jianbai only met once, but before that, she had heard of his name more than once.
This is not because of how powerful this person is. In fact, with his cultivation in the early stage of Mahayana, he was nothing at all in the ancient times when there were so many powerful people, and he could even be easily lost in the crowd.
The reason why Yu Jianbai is famous is actually because of his bumpy but bizarre way of cultivation.
At that time, the Yu family was a prestigious family with a powerful reputation in Tianyuan Continent. Almost every generation had people promoted to Mahayana, and all the younger generations had extraordinary talents. The weakest ones could reach the state of becoming gods.
The only exception is Yu Jianbai, the son of the head of the family. Just after he was born, he was found to have four spiritual roots.
Such qualifications, even among ordinary people, are useless among useless people, let alone a family like the Yu family with a long history of cultivation.
If he was just an ordinary descendant of the Yu family, it would be fine. He would be useless. Anyway, no one would notice him if the family is prosperous.
But he happened to be the son of the family head. When the news spread, countless people sighed, and how many people took pleasure in the misfortune, waiting to see the Yu family's joke.
Yu Jianbai grew up with such sighs and ridicules.
Because his qualifications were so poor, he practiced hard for thirty years but failed to build a foundation.
Although no one dared to say anything in front of his face due to his status as the son of the head of the family, there was always ridicule and ridicule behind his back. Even many members of the Yu family regarded him as a shame and were ashamed to mention him in front of outsiders.
