Volume 1 Immortal Disciple Chapter 87 Hibernating (Part 1)

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Tianfeng County.

The sandstorm layer of the Return Wind Valley travels two hundred miles south, and a large city sits on the Gobi Desert where the heat is steaming.

Although it is far inferior to Tianbei City in Tianbei County, this city can still dominate the city. Most of the people in the city are blood relatives of the three immortal sects in Huifeng Valley.

This city is called Shangchu City.

This Shangchu City is built on a second-order spiritual vein.

There are four monk families in the city, which together with the three immortal sects occupy this second-level spiritual line. Among the four monk families, only one has the surname Sun, and its ancestor's name is Sun Sheng.

The Sun family is different from the other three cultivation families.

The remaining three cultivating families occupy a small share of the spiritual lineage, and they all established their bases here. The main family is not located in Shangchu City, only the main family of the Sun family is located here.

The Sun family's share of spiritual veins is second only to the three immortal sects.

Thanks to this, the Sun family's monks have emerged one after another. However, in the past few decades, there have been more than 200 monks, and they are somewhat qualified to challenge the established cultivation families.

Shangchucheng, the ancestral home of the Sun family.

Sun Dalong, the steward of the Sun family, stood by respectfully.

The current head of the Sun family, Sun Yushan's father and Sun Sheng's son, Sun Yunsheng, has a sly smile on his face.

"The fish is hooked."

Sun Yunsheng spoke softly.

"Yes, sir, there is news over there that Gu has indeed taken Ruan Xiang back to the Xianhe Sect. Master is really good at knowing things." Sun Dalong flattered him calmly.

"Gu Qing, that storage bag worth ten thousand spirit stones is still in Xiao Hao's hand. Of course he wants to take Ruan Xiang back. Next, I predict that this guy will attack Xiao Hao. You go and take care of it. Everything is taken care of, and all the connections that can be used are informed, so that he can't do anything."

"In addition, this boy has just finished an errand and gained the favor of the people above him. Don't overdo it for the time being and let him just stay at the Foreign Affairs Peak."

Sun Yunsheng's eyes were slightly closed.

"yes."



Xianhe faction.

After Gu Qing left the Deacon Hall, he took Ruan Xiang to the Cultivation Technique Hall. After he showed his Deacon Seal, he also swore an oath of heaven and earth, never to return this Guishui to Yi Gong. Only then did he get the Guishui Guiyi Gong from the eighth level of Qi refining to the twelfth level of Qi refining.

The so-called Heavenly Dao Oath, once a monk violates it, it will be difficult to improve his cultivation in this life. Although nothing is absolute, there are always ways to circumvent this Heavenly Dao Oath, but those methods without exception have a very high price.

Therefore, this heavenly oath has a very strong binding force on the monks.

The Guishui Gui Yi Gong in the later stage of Qi refining requires a heavenly oath to obtain, which is somewhat beyond Gu Qing's expectation.

Walking out of the Kung Fu Hall, the setting sun was already like blood on the horizon.

The sunset rippled across the sky, and the crimson golden sunset shone on the side of Gu Qing's face. His calm eyes glanced at the slim Ruan Xiang, who was shrinking.

The monks around were pointing at Ruan Xiang, but when they saw Gu Qing coming out, they quickly stopped talking and smiled kindly at him.

"Let's go."

Gu Qing spoke to Ruan Xiang.

Then he walked straight past Ruan Xiang.

The Xianhe Sect's Kung Fu Hall is located at the foot of the first peak.

The lush vegetation blocked the rays of the setting sun. Ruan Xiang followed Gu Qing numbly and walked out of the shade, a warmth falling on her body.

Ruan Xiang suddenly felt sad and almost cried.

"Hold it back."

Gu Qing glanced at her calmly, and then asked softly: "Junior sister Ruan, tell me, why don't they kill you?

Are you using your relatives and relatives to make you take the bait?

Maybe you are determined to die, but this is not the reason for them not to eradicate the roots. Let me guess, their goal is me?

Maybe I still have the quota to participate in the three sects of acting.

Or maybe some people speculate that I have some extraordinary secret that allows me to advance so quickly in my cultivation? "

He spoke softly, without any fluctuation in his tone.

Ruan whispered in her ear, a calm and cold voice sounded in Ruan Xiang's ears, her dead eyes seemed to suddenly glow with energy, she stopped and looked at Lu Qing's back.

The setting sun stretched Gu Qing's shadow very long.

Gu Qing suddenly looked back.

His body turned into a ball of white air, and he came straight towards Ruan Xiang, and slapped Ruan Xiang on the head with a slap.

Ruan Xiang shrank, closed her eyes and waited for death.

The fellow monks who saw this scene all around also screamed in surprise, but they soon became quiet.

A big warm hand covered the top of her head, above the gray hair. Ruan Xiang opened her eyes and saw the cold face without any expression.

"From now on, your name will still be Ruan Xiang, but the past has nothing to do with you anymore." Gu Qing said coldly, retracting his palm, "Follow me back to the Foreign Affairs Peak, and continue to do your thing. Is it easy to practice? Don't talk nonsense. "

"yes."

Ruan Xiang lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse.



Foreign affairs peak.

In the side hall on the side of the cave.

Gu Qing took Ruan Xiang and stood in front of all the disciples. His eyes focused on Sun An and the female cultivator named Qian.

The female cultivator surnamed Qian had a weird and warm smile, and she winked at him frequently, while Sun An watched his eyes, nose, and heart without any change in his expression. It was just his clenched hands that could make others notice. He was very nervous.

"If there is something wrong with your face, Gu can help you remove it."

Gu Qing stretched out his hand to grasp.

He grabbed the female cultivator surnamed Qian and raised her in the air. The female cultivator surnamed Qian struggled hard. She felt that her face and facial features were about to be torn off.

Bang!

Gu Qing casually threw her to the ground.

"Gu is now in the late stage of Qi refining. Even among the deacon disciples, Gu's strength is already outstanding. Among the group of fellow disciples that he took out for training, there was actually a spy from the Jinyang Sect mixed in, that is, the one named Jing Yi of."

He paced in front of the disciples and spoke with unknown meaning.



The disciples who came to handle out-of-town affairs gathered at the door of the side hall, and bursts of discussion could be heard from time to time.

"This Gu Qing is a figure like a evil star. I heard that in Tianbei County, he killed nine monks from the monk family at one time. This time he led the team to go out for training, and even killed two refiners from Jinyang Sect one after another. Cultivation of the Tenth Level of Qi.”

"I heard that Lei Yunyang was defeated by Senior Brother Gu Qing!"

"Who is Lei Yunyang?"

"You don't even know this? Lei Yunyang is a well-known figure among the two thousand disciples of Jinyang Sect. It is said that this cultivator's body can break through high-grade defensive magic weapons..."



Gu Qing turned a deaf ear to the discussions outside the side hall.

He brushed the storage bag at his waist and actually took out a small pile of jade slips from the space of the stone tablet, which were the 'confessions' of the fifteen fellow disciples who followed him out for training.

"This is the confession of all the junior fellow apprentices. It is enough to prove that this woman Jing Yi colluded with other sects, intending to murder the disciples of our Xianhe sect who went out to experience and break the foundation of our Xianhe sect. Many of her fellow sects were mentioned in this." Gu Qing's His eyes swept across the faces of the people in the side hall one by one.

The expressions of the two men changed slightly.

Among them, the woman named Qian jumped up and denied it, saying that she didn't know Jingyi at all.

The other person is Sun An.

Calmly looking away, Gu Qing put away the small pile of jade slips and waved his hand towards Ruan Xiang behind him.

"From now on, Ruan Xiang will be my maid, and she will have full authority to handle matters here." Gu Qing said casually, and his eyes seemed to glance outside the side hall inadvertently.

All the fellow disciples outside the side hall have calmed down.

Gu Qing took out a storage bag and a sound transmission jade talisman and handed it to Ruan Xiang: "This storage bag and the sound transmission jade talisman are for you. If you have any questions, please contact me. You are no longer a disciple of the Xianhe sect, except for me." , you don’t have to listen to anyone’s orders.”

"yes."

Ruan Xiang responded hoarsely as before.

Her haggard face was a little more lively, and she looked much more pleasing to the eye. Gu Qing nodded with satisfaction.

There are many beautiful things in this world, and there are even more disgusting things. For the time being, he suppresses the anger in his heart and mixes it with the chill of being sent to Tianbei County.

One day, he will kill Sun Sheng and destroy the Sun family.

No chicken or dog left.

Anyone who stands in the way is the enemy.



Gu Qing returned to the cave.

He took a few glances at the spacious space behind the cave and briefly studied the formation light curtain that enveloped the cave.

"There is no formation plate, and there is no formation eye. It seems that the formation in the cave here is also differentiated from the Void Spirit Cauldron."

Gu Qing took out the formation token and played with it.

There are pros and cons to such a formation.

The advantage is that this formation is difficult to break, but the disadvantage is that his right to control this formation may be deprived of him at any time.

Putting away the formation tokens, Gu Qing took out the bell magic weapon.

He first released the Dragon-backed Goshawk.

This first-order spiritual beast, the dragon-spine goshawk, which had been with him for seven or eight years, was very close to him at this time. He reached out and touched the eagle feathers on the back of the dragon-spine goshawk, and no longer cared about the eagle.

The Dragon-backed Goshawk chirped, flew up into the air, and flew in a relatively cramped space.

Gu Qing took out the two hundred red-tailed demon bees.

The two hundred red-tailed demon bees were all lying on the ground at this moment, their breath was sluggish. Only a few of the larger ones could still fly, but they were still flying unsteadily.

Over the past few days, Gu Qing has been feeding red-tailed demon bees with crushed beast-feeding pills. At this moment, he remembered the method of cultivating bees that he had learned in the training center in Beize.

He waved his hand forward, and five large jars filled with rancid black water were taken out from the space of the stone monument.

The main method of cultivating Gu bees lies in this black water.

This black water is the product of the rotten remains of monster beasts, broken into pieces and placed in an altar, buried hundreds of feet underground, and refined every seven days using secret methods. Various yin energies are mixed together in it.

"According to what that person said, the Red-tailed Demonic Bees need to be put into these five jars respectively. After 7749 days, there is a high possibility that the Red-tailed Demonic Bees in the jars will mutate."

Gu Qing pondered for a moment.

He divided the two hundred red-tailed demon bees into five approximate groups according to their size and current activity level.

Then he put each group of forty red-tailed demon bees into a jar. The two hundred red-tailed demon bees that had no resistance were soon soaked in the five jars of black water. He looked at the bubbling There is black water in the altar, and these five jars are placed in the animal feeding room in the cave.

There is no animal garden in this cave, only a small animal feeding room.

Bangdang...

A low banging sound came from the jar on the far left.

Gu Qing's eyes lit up slightly.

He used his spiritual consciousness to probe towards the jar, but he only felt that he was touching a large cold stone and could not penetrate into it at all. He withdrew his spiritual consciousness thoughtfully.

In the jar on the far left, black water was bubbling, and soon it seemed to be mixed with a trace of blood.

Gu Qing's consciousness moved, and he placed several spiritual restrictions in the animal feeding room, and then lowered the thick stone door of the animal feeding room. The stone door of the animal feeding room was made of hard black granite and was five or six feet long. Finally, it is difficult to destroy.

After leaving the animal feeding room, Gu Qing returned to the cave.

He first went to the small spiritual grass garden on one side and turned over the soil.

He had learned the Little Spiritual Rain Technique in the past.

I still remember that it was the second stage of his journey. He became the guest of a certain small family and was responsible for using the Little Spiritual Rain Technique every day to water the small family's spiritual grass garden.

"Lack of a spiritual hoe to dig up the ground."

Gu Qing reached out and pinched a lump of earth.

He crushed the lump of soil into pieces and watched as the spiritual soil mixed with scattered white light fell between his fingers.

This spiritual herb garden is not big, and is wider than the training room. It is about 60 square meters in space. Gu Qing simply divided this spiritual herb garden into three parts.

The half on the front side was divided into two pieces of land by Gu Qing, used to plant weeping grass and Antrodia camphorata.

Located in the back half, he plans to cultivate red bamboo.

Gu Qing took out about fifty pieces of low-grade wood spiritual stones, smashed them into spiritual sand with his spiritual consciousness, and buried them evenly in the spiritual grass garden. Then he left the spiritual grass garden.

After glancing at the half-acre first-level spiritual field, Gu Qing withdrew his gaze and used the Little Spiritual Rain Technique with a slightly awkward expression.

A trace of white air came out from Gu Qingzhou's body, and his figure disappeared into the white mist. Yellowish clouds quickly condensed in the air. The clouds gathered together for a while, and raindrops fell, and a hazy rain curtain enveloped the back of the cave. The spiritual field and spiritual grass garden.

A black shadow with wings spread several feet suddenly landed next to Gu Qing.

The dragon-backed goshawk, like a drowned rat, stood quietly beside Gu Qing, its dark yellow vertical pupils staring at the hazy rain screen.