Go to Chucheng.
The ancestral home of the Sun family, the back hall.
Steward Sun's face was slightly gloomy. He tightened his grip on the sound transmission jade talisman in his hand and said to himself: "Then Gu Qing walks so fast, even Mr. Qian can't catch up with him?"
He paced back and forth, waiting for Sun Yunsheng's arrival.
"Did Zhou Feng and Zhang Biao get lost, or were they killed by Gu Qing?" Manager Sun's mind suddenly changed, "According to what Mr. Qian said, he was guarding the exit of Huifeng Valley when he saw Gu Qing Riding on the first-level bird monster flying in the air, he chased after him, but he never thought that after he chased him, Gu Qing activated a high-level spiritual talisman, and stabbed it at a speed that was almost impossible to reach during the Qi refining stage. Entering the sandstorm layer..."
Less than half an hour later, Sun Yunsheng came to the back hall.
Sun Yunsheng's eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at Butler Sun, who was already a little worried, sitting on the main seat in the back hall.
"Dalong, Xiaohao and Yushan are about to rush to Huaining County. You go and notify Mr. Qian and Mr. Guo and ask them to follow them all the way." Sun Yunsheng said calmly.
"yes."
Upon hearing this, Butler Sun responded quickly and retreated as if he had been granted amnesty.
Sun Yunsheng was sitting in the back hall, his eyes a bit cold, and in his hand, he was twisting a string of green beads.
"Father, Gu Qing can't be touched. It seems that there is indeed a big shot behind Gu Qing." The coldness in his eyes slowly subsided, and Sun Yunsheng took out the sound transmission jade talisman, pondered for a few breaths in his heart, and poured spiritual power into it.
…
"To get to the border of Yan State, the shortest route needs to cross Huaining County. In this case, you might as well go back and have a look."
When the power of the Yellow Wind Talisman was exhausted, Gu Qing had already flown more than five thousand miles away, and he would reach Huaining County a few hundred miles further.
Gu Qing turned into white light and continued to fly away. After a few hours, he pressed down the light and landed on the top of a hill.
His eyes were far away.
In the distant horizon, the sun rises in the east, and in the mountain village below, smoke curls from the cooking pots. Next to this small mountain village, on the flat fields, there are already little children herding cattle, playing the reed flute. The sound of the reed flute is not melodious, but it makes Gu Qing I feel the tranquility here.
"It's like a picture scroll."
Gu Qing whispered to himself.
"I just don't know where so many people came from to occupy Gu's hometown." Gu Qing walked slowly down the hill.
This is already Huaining County.
Below is his hometown.
He was born here more than a hundred years ago.
This small mountain village that had been abandoned for nearly a hundred years was now revitalized and occupied by people who came from nowhere.
A circle of fences as high as half a person surrounded the entire village. Gu Qing looked at the fence that could be crossed at will, hesitated slightly, and finally arrived at the entrance of the village.
Gu Qing, dressed in black and holding a sword, walked into the mountain village and attracted the attention of many villagers who had risen in the morning. Soon, people carrying hoes and holding old cows surrounded him.
The villagers looked unkind, and Gu Qing looked at them coldly.
Less than a hundred steps ahead, his family's courtyard made of large bluestones had been demolished in half. The large bluestones must have been transported to other places to build houses.
"who are you?"
"No need to ask. Looking at his clothes, he must be a disciple of a nearby village. Erzhuzi has already gone to call Master Nie. Let's surround him quickly and don't let him escape!"
The villagers surrounded Gu Qing tighter.
Perhaps they were worried about the sword in Gu Qing's hand. The villagers were busy, but still no one dared to get within half a foot of Gu Qing.
Gu Qing looked around at the dark cheeks of the villagers, and stepped forward. An invisible force violently pushed the villagers who were blocking him away.
At this moment, Gu Qing still has not drawn his sword to kill everyone in the village. He does not want to see his hometown become a river of blood.
Back then, when he used various means to force away those clan members who refused to save his mother, he had a murderous intention in his heart. Just like now, when he saw the courtyard deep in his memory being destroyed, the feeling came from the bottom of his heart. The murderous intention made it impossible for him to even make the chuckle that he gradually got used to on his face.
"This evil thief still dares to show off his evil deeds!"
"Where's Master Nie? Master Nie accepted a scoop of pickles from me. Our friendship with me is so good. How dare you, an evil thief, attack me? You waited until Master Nie arrived..."
The villagers who were pushed out got up from the ground and pointed at Gu Qing, thinking that the young man in black was a martial arts master and would be killed on the spot when Master Nie Xian came.
Gu Qing came to the courtyard made of large bluestones.
He looked slightly startled.
In the half-demolished yard, I saw a young man with a gray face burning a fire in the yard to cook.
The scene in front of him was like reappearing yesterday. Not long ago, he was like this young man with a black face, cooking in the yard, and his face was also dark.
A hundred years of time seemed to reappear before his eyes.
An extremely strange feeling appeared in Gu Qing's heart, and he took advantage of the situation and walked toward the yard.
"You...who are you?"
The young man with a face full of gray and gray saw that there was a young man in black in the yard. He immediately picked up the fire stick and hid it behind his back, blocking the way to the house.
Gu Qing looked at the young man as if he could see himself many years ago.
In the room behind the young man, he felt the faint breath of a seriously ill person. It should be the young man's father or mother who was ill and unable to get up from the bed.
Everything was so similar, Gu Qing's eyes slowly closed.
Beside him, heavy snow seemed to appear suddenly.
In the winter of that year, the entire Huaining County was shrouded in heavy snow. He didn't know what death was, so he walked through the vast snow with his mother who was seriously ill and died on his back.
The coldness penetrates into the bone marrow and washes away the soul.
There seemed to be a gaping hole between Gu Qing's eyebrows, which seemed to be a pure black vertical eye, and his figure disappeared without a trace.
The villagers were silent for a moment at the sudden disappearance of the young man in black.
Immediately, the sky was filled with boiling water.
"Boy from the Feng family, tell me, is that man hiding in your house?" A strong villager stepped forward and grabbed the young man's neck, casually knocked away the fire stick that the young man waved, and waved to the villagers behind him. "Search for me! We must find that person before Master Nie comes!"
"Search!"
"I just said that the He family is an outsider, and that woman is a loser. We shouldn't have let them move here in the first place!"
"That guy in black clothes looks like a bitch. He must be that woman's mistress. If we catch her and torture her, we can definitely force the guy in black clothes out!"
A group of male and female villagers pushed the young man with a gray face, stepped on his thin body, and rushed towards the back room.
"Uncle He... Aunt Zhang... Grandpa Li..." The young man frantically grabbed the trouser legs of the red-eyed villagers. With tears in his eyes, he wanted to get up, but he was kicked to the ground by someone. He knelt on the ground and prayed. He said, "Mother...Mother, she is dying. Don't go in and bully her!"
The boy's shout was drowned in the bustle of the villagers.
Until a thin middle-aged man with a mustache and an obvious Sichuan pattern between his eyebrows, led by a villager with a simple face, came to the big bluestone courtyard.
The villager with a simple and honest face is nicknamed Erzhuzi.
"Master Nie is here!"
"Come and see Master Nie!"
After he brought the lean middle-aged man to the courtyard, he shouted at the top of his lungs. When he saw the young man who had fallen to the ground, he quickly pushed aside the crowd and pulled the young man up.
The villagers who were about to rush into the house stopped one after another, turned around and knelt down to the thin middle-aged man.
The thin middle-aged man looked around at the people in the bluestone courtyard, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes: "You are waiting to disperse quickly. What do you think of gathering here? If there are some disciples from the nearby Zhuangzi who sneak in, they will have their own immortals." The teacher will solve it.”
Under the cold eyes of the thin middle-aged man, only a few villagers left in the courtyard made of bluestones.
Only the young man with a black and gray face and the villager called Erzhu were left. The thin middle-aged man took a few steps forward and wiped away the black and gray on the young man's face.
"Tell me what that person looks like."
The lean middle-aged man spoke to the young man.
…
Within the stone monument space.
Gu Qing fell onto the futon.
A cold and biting aura spread toward the space of the stone monument with him as the center, and fine freezing sounds continued to sound.
Half an hour passed.
The space of the stone monument has been covered with white frost, and the water vapor is continuously replenished from the outside world. The space of the stone monument seems to be trembling slightly, expanding towards the surrounding darkness.
Gu Qing was still addicted to that state.
If there were other monks around, it would not be difficult to recognize that Gu Qing was in this state, which was an epiphany that a monk would rarely encounter once in his life.
Gu Qing came to this mountain village again, but by chance, he entered a state of enlightenment. His expression seemed to be joyful and sad. The pure black vertical eye between his eyebrows gradually turned into ice blue vertical lines, concentrating on the above his forehead.
The spiritual power in his body circulated in his body in a special route, converging towards the center of his eyebrows, where it merged with the invisible consciousness that also emitted.
Divine consciousness and spiritual power complemented each other, blending together and pouring towards the ice blue vertical lines between his eyebrows.
Under the cold and biting breath, the spiritual stones in the stele space shattered piece by piece, turning into pure spiritual energy and gathering towards Gu Qing. It penetrated into his body from the 36,000 pores around his body, and the light energy in his Shenque acupoint The cyan Yin Talisman also flashed violently at this time.
A blood-colored power came from the distance from the demon fetus that was unknown where it existed at this time, coming out of his Shenque acupoint and also gathering towards the center of his eyebrows.
The frost spread in the space of the stele was stained with a trace of blood. Gradually, a giant cocoon made of blood-colored ice crystals formed, wrapping Gu Qing's figure in it.
Within the space of the stone tablet, half a month passed suddenly.
In a giant cocoon made of blood-colored ice crystals.
The icy blue vertical lines between Gu Qing's eyebrows became more solid, like a closed vertical eye. His long black hair hanging down to his waist had spontaneously grown and turned into the color of crystal snow.
At this moment, his eyelids trembled slightly.
The clear eyes became extremely deep the moment they opened, and Gu Qing's consciousness penetrated between his brows and looked around.
Gu Qing's expression changed a few times and then calmed down.
He twirled a strand of crystal white hair hanging behind his back, and then reached out to touch the ice blue vertical lines between his eyebrows, feeling an inexplicable power. This power was cold and biting, and it did not belong to spiritual power or divine soul. The power lies in the vertical lines between his eyebrows, but it does not exist in the sea of consciousness.
Very weird.
Gu Qing thought.
Invisible consciousness penetrated the center of his eyebrows, tearing apart the giant cocoon made of blood-colored ice crystals. He stood up and stood in front of the stone monument.
His consciousness scanned the space of the stone tablet.
Most of his spiritual stones were broken into pieces. Originally, there were still 70 middle-grade water spiritual stones and more than 7,000 low-grade spiritual stones left. But at this time, his consciousness swept away and he realized that only the middle-grade water spiritual stones were left. Twenty-four pieces were left, and more than 5,000 pieces of low-grade spiritual stones were left. All the remaining spiritual stones were turned into debris.
Gu Qing put away the many spirit stone fragments and cleaned up the space of the stone tablet. He took off his clothes and looked at the Shenque Point where blood lines were spreading out again.
"The spiritual consciousness is still invisible, but the spiritual power has turned into blood again. This power should come from the giant several hundred feet tall." Gu Qing condensed a fireball technique, and a solid fireball the size of a human head came out again. Turn into blood.
He tried to mobilize the power in the ice-blue vertical lines between his eyebrows, and the surrounding area instantly condensed into ice again, and pieces of jade slips and spiritual stones shattered with a delicate clicking sound.
Gu Qing took back this power in time.
Due to the timely recovery, his losses were not large. Half of the jade slips, three middle-grade spiritual stones, and more than two hundred low-grade spiritual stones were cracked. He felt the pure spiritual energy in the space of the stone tablet and sat back cross-legged. He walked in front of the stone tablet and took out an Ice Marrow Pill.
"The space of the stone monument seems to be a bit larger."
Gu Qing's consciousness spread out and he calculated the size of the space of the stone monument.
"Sure enough, the space of the stone monument at this time has a radius of nearly eleven feet! Why such a change? If Ren Chan's piano sound contains some special power, after being absorbed by the dark stone monument, the space of the stone monument will Only then can it be revealed that the current expansion of the space of the stone monument must be because of the ice blue vertical lines between my eyebrows. What exactly are these vertical lines..."
He closed his eyes slightly and thought quietly.
