Dreams often only last for a moment.
A hundred years have passed, as if it were before our eyes.
Old friends, enemies, love and hate, parting, reappear in dreams.
Gu Qing's mood was ups and downs, but he could always break free. He was like a passerby, without any nostalgia.
Until the most ordinary small mountain village appeared in front of him like a picture scroll.
for a long time……
He sighed silently and slowly opened his eyes.
The center of his eyebrows jumped sharply, and the stinging sensation gradually disappeared. Gu Qing calmly took a few glances at the situation in the palace.
Next to him, Zhao Tieshan closed his eyes and rolled around, bared his teeth, and the wood spiritual power from the first level of Qi Refining spilled out, casting a layer of cyan light behind his head, making his cheeks turn blue.
This guy obviously hasn't woken up yet.
The gray-clothed disciple surnamed Xu had an ups and downs breath, a struggling expression, and heavy breathing, mixed with a touch of weird ecstasy.
Wan Yinglong, who was in the late stage of Qi refining, had a bitter look on his face. He didn't know what kind of illusion he was experiencing. The inner sect brother of Tiandan Pavilion, his originally handsome face had become twisted like a bitter melon.
Liu Feng, the little fat man, had a wild smile on his face, a swaying figure, and an intoxicated look on his face, as if he didn't know what he was going through in the fantasy world.
Qi Changyue, who was closest to the top, looked cold and could not tell anything, but judging from his appearance at the moment, he should not have woken up yet.
As for Xi Mengyun, who was beside Qi Changyue, she had already woken up. She keenly caught Gu Qing's gaze, and she avoided it a little shyly. After she realized what she was doing, she glared back fiercely.
"This woman... I don't know what she experienced in the illusion. She seems to be a little hostile to me."
Gu Qing looked away.
As for the square string...
This guy had a look of great enlightenment on his face. He was lying on the floor with his legs bent in a cross-legged position, and he was holding a finger that he didn't know what it meant. He looked like he was coming out of the dust.
"Did this guy become an immortal in the illusion? It seems that his obsession is different from mine."
Gu Qing looked strange.
In the sky above Feilei Hall, the big green cauldron has disappeared. It must have been taken back by Feilei Taoist.
Taking the first place, there was no trace of Taoist Feilei. Gu Qing thought for a moment and stood up from his seat.
"Hey! Xiaoqing, what are you going to do?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, Xi Mengyun's voice sounded in his ears, and his tone was somewhat delicate.
The wide black robe covered the petite Xi Mengyun. On that beautiful little face, the bright eyes with an unknown meaning were staring at Gu Qing from a distance of more than ten meters.
Gu Qing glanced at her calmly: "Sister Xi, Gu heard that there is a Yingchun Tower in Feilei City. There are four great courtesan in this Yingchun Tower. They are all beautiful and beautiful, and are famous in Huaining County. Now they have used Lingshan, Gu was going to find a way to go down the mountain to have a look, I wonder if Senior Sister Xi would like to go with her?"
There is a customary agreement in Hui Feng Valley. Among the three immortal sects, among the monks of the same generation, if they have not become disciples, the ones with higher cultivation are senior brothers and sisters, and the ones with lower cultivation are junior brothers and sisters. Therefore, Gu Qing is younger than himself. Xi Mengyun also wants to call her senior sister.
It's a pity that he, Gu, has lived for more than a hundred years, and still has to call a bunch of little brats, brothers and sisters. It's really hard to live longer.
Gu Qing's words made Xi Mengyun's expression freeze slightly.
Looking up again, Gu Qing had quickly left the hall.
"Ah……"
After being stunned for a moment, Xi Mengyun chuckled.
On her pure and beautiful face, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she felt slightly surprised: "Did Xiaoqing discover something..."
"Well……"
At this moment, Qi Changyue's voice of waking up sounded beside her, and she turned her head and looked with a smile.
…
Outside Feilei Palace.
The Fei Lei Temple at the top of the peak was not big. Gu Qing quickly walked around halfway, but he did not see the boy in the temple.
"This girl Xi Mengyun seems to have something to do with the Shanyin Sect."
With anxious thoughts in his heart, Gu Qing quickened his pace.
After having known each other for several years, out of caution, Gu Qing got to know Xi Mengyun's details and knew that this woman had secretly interacted with people from the Shanyin Sect.
At this time, on Feilei Peak, the mountain fog was thicker. It seems that the formation arranged on the top of the mountain had already been activated. With Gu Qing's cultivation level, forcing his way in was tantamount to seeking death. Therefore, he seemed to be circling in the view, but in fact above, looking for weak points in the formation.
As he walked, the peak suddenly shook slightly.
Gu Qing's pupils shrank and he raised his head suddenly.
But they saw the mountain fog surging violently. The vast white mountain fog melted from one side like snow under the scorching sun. After just a few breaths, a dark blue formation like an inverted giant bowl appeared. On the large light screen, circles of silvery lightning flowed.
The circles of silver-white lightning were rapidly converging in a certain direction, and soon formed a lavender mass, faintly outlining a figure, which looked exactly like Taoist Feilei.
boom!
A strong wind blew from nowhere and rushed towards the top of Feilei Peak. It crashed into Gu Qing with a roar. A spiritual light like a water curtain appeared on his body, but it was shattered instantly. His eyes were in severe pain, and his whole body was instantly shattered. Flying upside down for several feet, he closed his eyes and dodged, narrowly avoiding the huge millstone flying towards him.
Bang!
The huge millstone crushed a small building and was embedded in the wall of Feilei Palace.
Gu Qing's face turned red, and he struggled to mobilize his spiritual power to protect his eyes. Then he opened his eyes, and his gray clothes made a loud noise. He quickly looked around, pushed against the wind for a few feet, and turned over to cross an uncollapsed road. blue brick high wall.
This is a small courtyard built on the edge of Feilei Peak, but it is relatively sheltered from the wind. As soon as Gu Qing's footsteps touched the ground, bursts of exclamations from Taoist boys suddenly reached his ears.
"backyard……"
Gu Qing, who looked slightly embarrassed, looked around a few times, followed the narrow path on one side, and silently reached the front of the courtyard.
In front of the hospital.
More than a dozen boys in the Taoist temple gathered together. Most of the boys were full of panic and trembling, some had bitter expressions on their faces, their pockets were bulging, and they didn't know what they had stuffed in them. Some were holding His head was squatting on the ground, and his expression could not be seen.
There are two other boys, both of whom have the first level of Qi refining. At this moment, they are talking to the side.
"With the support of the formation, the temple master will not be defeated, right?"
"You can't say for sure! Two old guys in the foundation building stage are here, and the temple master may not be able to withstand it. Listen to me, as soon as the formation is broken, we will run down the mountain, jump off cliffs, and dive into water , Those who are blessed with great fortune will always survive.”
"Ge Desheng! How have you treated us all these years? Your conscience must have been eaten by dogs!"
"Get lost! I'm not even his mother's registered disciple. It's been eight years since I've been up the mountain to refine my mother's Qi to the first level. I've long wanted to run away! I've already thought about it. If I really survive after going down the mountain, I'll sneak into the city. , How many days can I be happy? I can bring back all the little girls I have missed all these years! Open the branches and scatter the leaves of my Ge family!"
Gu Qing silently withdrew his gaze.
Two foundation-building monks!
His heart was heavy.
Gu Qing looked at the children in the front yard again.
The boy named Ge Desheng, who was on the first level of Qi Refining, was apparently the skinny Taoist boy who led the way earlier. He looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Eight years on the mountain? Still want to spread out branches and leaves?
Is it possible...
Is this guy a dwarf?
After a few random slanders, Gu Qing felt less depressed in his heart. He returned to the backyard and recalled the layout of the entire Taoist temple.
He kept calculating in his hands.
"This place should be the weak point of the formation."
Soon, his brows relaxed a little.
The weak point of the formation means that if the formation is broken, it will be the first to disintegrate, and the residual power scattered when it disintegrates is the weakest.
He took out a small shabby yellow leather bag from his arms, carefully injected spiritual power into it, and immediately a stack of ten magical talismans was held in his hand.
This stack of divine walking talismans only requires two low-grade spiritual stones. It is only a hundred-mile divine walking talisman that does not enter the lower grade. It can only travel hundreds of miles a day. For monks, it is not slow. The only advantage is that , the speed of this magical talisman can be superimposed to a certain extent.
After a while, if Taoist Feilei is defeated and the formation is broken, he is going to use all the magic talismans. In addition, there is a Taoist boy in the front yard who can divert his attention, and his chances of escaping will greatly increase. .
As for Zhao Tieshan and others in Feilei Palace...
"Bless yourself."
Gu Qing's face was expressionless.
He did not dare to waste time and immediately took advantage of the special feature of Gui Shui Gui Yi Gong to vomit.
The spiritual power converged like a tidal wave, and soon he was like a sleeping turtle, sitting in the corner with almost no breath leaking out.
