After leaving Tianyin Tower.
In the space of Gu Qing's stele, there were already 280 more middle-grade spiritual stones. In addition to the 20 middle-grade spiritual stones he distributed to Junior Brother Zhou Lian, Zhao Xueling compensated him with a total of 300 middle-grade spiritual stones.
What Gu Qing said before, asking Zhao Xueling to pay 1,800 medium-grade spiritual stones as compensation, was naturally just a joke.
Actually.
In the end, Zhao Xueling was able to offer 300 middle-grade spiritual stones as compensation. Gu Qing was slightly surprised. He never thought that this woman could actually save some money by running the gold-selling cave of Tianyin Tower.
In Chihufang, monks from all directions gathered.
Gu Qing and Zhou Lian each stood up from the shoal of the island in the lake where Tianyin Tower is located, flew across Chihu Lake, landed on the bank of Chihu Lake, and headed towards Chihufang City.
Walk through the crowds of people.
Zhou Lian's expression was still a little dull.
He couldn't imagine that he, who had never experienced anything between men and women, was so crazy and indulgent before.
At the same time, a shadow fell on his mind.
Since Senior Lin can easily control his body, will this kind of loss of control happen again in the future?
Gu Qing glanced at Zhou Lian.
He sent a message: "Junior Brother Zhou Lian! Of course, having sex between men and women will consume energy, but if you really can't control your desires, you'd better clear them out from time to time! You must know that desires are like floods, and they can travel thousands of miles once they are released."
Zhou Lian's face turned red under his black robe.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu, for the tip."
He nodded imperceptibly and sent a message back.
It was impossible for him to explain the inside story to Senior Brother Gu Qing.
Gu Qing and Zhou Lian quickly arrived at the edge of Chihufang. Gu Qing seemed to glance at a certain direction behind him inadvertently. He sensed a faint sense of threat. I am afraid that not only the two who can sense were following. The practice of refining qi.
'The cultivation of foundation..."
Gu Qing's heart palpitated.
He had a thought in his mind.
Four talismans were held in his hands.
He took out one of them, handed it to Zhou Lian, and said, "With this Yellow Wind Talisman, you can travel thousands of miles in half an hour."
Zhou Lian took it slowly.
A top-grade first-class talisman!
Only then did Zhou Lian remember the identity of this senior brother Gu Qing.
Talisman Master!
Combined with what Senior Lin said, this senior brother Gu Qing is the Talisman Master who has inherited the ancient demon and can scare away the first level of Foundation Establishment!
'Isn't it said that all Talisman masters are weak in body and weak in spells? This senior brother Gu Qing is truly extraordinary. '
Zhou Lian was thinking this.
He took the talisman, cupped his fists and thanked him.
Neither of them are sloppy people.
The next moment.
Two dark yellow rays of light soared into the sky, flying towards the direction of the Return Wind Valley at an extremely fast speed, and almost disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Just then.
A breeze blew.
In this wind, the figure of a middle-aged scribe with an indifferent expression was revealed. His indifferent eyes looked at the two dark yellow rays of light, his figure flashed continuously, and he chased after them as if teleporting.
Two old men in purple robes appeared from the side.
The old man in purple robe on the left has a round face and broad cheeks, with a surprised expression.
He narrowed his eyes and said: "Such an escape speed is comparable to that of a monk who is already in the Qi Refining Dzogchen Realm and can fly with all his strength! The two people from the Xianhe sect have activated at least a first-order high-grade spiritual talisman! "
"It seems that these two people have noticed something."
The other old man in purple robe was a little thin and had a gloomy expression.
With a sneer on his lips, he spoke in a dark voice: "It's a pity that even if they notice something, it's difficult for them to do so under the master's foundation-building level. If there's a big wave, let's catch up quickly."
Conversation room.
The two old men in purple robes had already used their own methods to chase Gu Qing and Zhou Lian in the direction where they disappeared.
…
In the distant sky, white clouds look like fog.
Gu Qing controlled the dark yellow escape light and quickly traveled through the clouds and mist. He quietly glanced at Zhou Lian standing aside.
He sent a message and said: "Junior Brother Zhou Lian's soul strength has probably reached the late stage of Qi refining, right? Only with the strength of the soul in the late stage of Qi refining can the power of the Yellow Wind Talisman be fully exerted, so that those who can activate the cultivation of this Talisman can The speed of escape is comparable to the practice of Qi Refining and Dzogchen."
Zhou Lian mobilizes the spiritual power to protect the body and resist the strong winds in the sky.
At this time, his escape speed had reached a terrifying level. Without the protective spiritual power, his flesh and blood body would have been blown to pieces long ago.
now.
Zhou Lian heard Gu Qing's message and was about to respond.
[Boy Zhou, the first level of foundation building is already a hundred feet away! Come closer to you, Senior Brother Gu Qing! 】
The business in my mind suddenly sounded.
Zhou practiced his figure for a while.
He immediately mobilized the dark yellow light and came closer to Gu Qing.
Gu Qing raised his eyebrows.
He turned and looked behind him.
There was a middle-aged scribe-like cultivator with a cold expression, walking through the air, and in the blink of an eye he was already close.
"Hand over Zhou Lian, fellow Taoist, and you can leave on your own."
He looks like a middle-aged scholar and speaks the truth.
Gu Qing's expression did not waver at all.
The dark yellow light paused in mid-air. He held a close talisman and a mountain-shaking talisman in his hand. He looked at the middle-aged scribe who looked like a cultivator and asked calmly: "Senior is openly treating me like a fool." You send your disciples to take action and then let me go. Are you provoking me, the Xianhe Sect?"
The middle-aged scribe's expression fluctuated slightly.
He stood in the air with his hands behind his back, as if he were stepping on flat ground, and nodded: "It's up to this fellow Taoist to understand it! You, Junior Brother Zhou Lian, must stay today. If you leave at this time, I will not kill you. "
The words have not yet finished.
A tyrannical force was pressing towards Gu Qing and Zhou Lian from all directions, as if the world had turned into a shrinking prison, about to squeeze the two of them into pulp.
This is the power of heaven and earth that can only be mobilized through foundation building!
Gu Qing's expression did not change.
Bang!
The dark yellow escaping light that enveloped his figure was like a bubble bursting under this power. The flying sword behind him was directly crushed. His body was imprisoned in the mid-air by this force, even if he moved a little. It takes a lot of effort to move your fingers.
Zhou Lian was even worse.
Junior Brother Zhou Lian was so suppressed that he rolled his eyes, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his figure was frozen in mid-air, unable to even tremble.
As this tyrannical force gained momentum, the middle-aged scribe-like cultivator raised his hand from afar and pressed down hard on Gu Qing and Zhou Lian.
"Since fellow Taoist Gu refuses to leave, let's stay together."
Zhixiu, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, spoke.
The next moment this cultivator raised his hand.
A large solid hand transformed from mixed spiritual power fiercely grasped Gu Qing and Zhou Lian. At the same moment, the figure of this cultivator flashed and disappeared from its original position.
A silvery-white ray of light seemed to cut off the light, splitting through the air, and landed directly on Gu Qing's eyebrows. Before the silvery-white rays arrived, it already caused a slight sting in the middle of Gu Qing's eyebrows.
Click!
Silver breaks through the sky.
Gu Qing's eyes moved slightly.
His figure suddenly rose several feet taller, and golden brilliance bloomed all over him. The invisible power that came from oppression was immediately broken. It just made his body tremble slightly.
The middle-aged scribe who looked like Xiu who was about to capture Zhou Lian looked at him slightly sideways as he calmly came to Zhou Lian.
His pupils shrank.
clang!
He found that the sword he slashed turned into silver-white swords and hit Gu Qing's shoulder. It only tore the boy's clothes, leaving a faint white mark. Soon, the silver swords had been wiped out. The golden light that enveloped this child's figure was completely eliminated.
'What is this golden light? A magic weapon? '
A trace of fire flashed in his eyes.
Gu Qing thought.
The mountain-shaking talisman held in his palm suddenly activated.
His figure, which had already risen several feet, swelled again. The golden brilliance that enveloped his figure was mixed with a trace of black light. The Lanjiang Sword appeared at his feet, holding his figure up and down.
Uh-huh!
Gu Qing turned towards the middle-aged scribe who looked like a cultivator, turned into a ball of golden crow-colored brilliance, and slammed into him, crushing the invisible power around him inch by inch, and he was in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Senior, since you are a cultivator of foundation building, can you ask Gu for advice? Life and death are matters of fate, do you dare to accept it, senior?" Gu Qing spoke with his spiritual consciousness, and his loud voice spread in all directions.
Zhi Xiu, who looked like a middle-aged scholar, looked stagnant.
Suddenly, he was furious.
"Little Qi refining! Ridiculous!"
His attention moved away from Zhou Lian.
He sneered.
His cold eyes were fixed on the approaching Gu Qing.
Gu Qing's figure, exuding a thick mottled brilliance, was almost in front of Xiu, who looked like a middle-aged scribe.
boom!
The sound of breaking wind is like thunder and lightning.
Gu Qing's golden light mixed with black light fell instantly like lightning. With the middle-aged scholar-looking Xiu as the center, the surrounding air of more than a hundred feet was immediately emptied, and the misty clouds and mist in the distance were compressed into water vapor and exploded. , those who were closer were directly crushed into fine powder, and a strange celestial phenomenon immediately took shape in the clouds and sky above a mountain forest. Zhou Lian was pushed hundreds of feet away by the huge force, and fell in embarrassment.
Xiu, who looked like a middle-aged scribe, had no fluctuation in his expression. With a stroke of his hand, a silver ray of light came out. Only when he looked closely did he realize that it was a flying sword. He held the flying sword and chopped it down lightly.
"You won't die with one strike from me, but I will spare your life."
Xiu, who looks like a middle-aged scribe, speaks with his spiritual consciousness.
The silver sword light fell in an instant.
puff!
There seemed to be a thin silver line emerging from the sky and the earth, breaking everything around him in half. On Gu Qing's fist, the golden light and black light dispersed almost at the same time. A deep blood mark appeared on Gu Qing's fist. It spread, penetrated several inches of his flesh, and his figure flew out upside down.
Stab!
A ray of thunder and lightning enveloped Gu Qing, and like a divine punishment, it shot towards the low peak mountain forest below.
Boom!
Gu Qing's body smashed half of the mountain below and sank into the ground an unknown number of feet, leaving only deep holes and white smoke.
Above the clouds and sky.
Xiu, who looks like a middle-aged scholar, stands with his hands behind his back.
He looked down, his expression still indifferent, like a god.
"Ha! It's just a small amount of Qi training, but you don't overestimate your own abilities."
He sneered and whispered a few words in a disdainful tone.
The palm of his hand behind his back was trembling slightly, and traces of blood spread from the cleft of his palm toward his arm.
'This boy has so much physical strength! What secret technique did you practice? The Xianhe Sect is truly blessed to have this immortal seedling. '
Xiu, who looks like a middle-aged scholar, secretly thought in his mind.
'If I were to fight against this son, even if I have the first level of Foundation Establishment cultivation, I would still be in a disadvantageous situation! It’s better to take Zhou Lian and leave quickly! Zhou Lian is the person designated there. This matter is related to the future of my Xiang family, and there must be no room for error! '
So thinking.
He stepped out in one step and came to Zhou Lian's side.
Immediately, his uninjured hand moved towards the falling Zhou Lian and grabbed it lightly. An invisible power condensed out again, freezing the falling Zhou Lian's body in mid-air.
Zhou Lian's expression changed slightly.
He felt that he could no longer use any of the spiritual power in his body.
Not even the thought of struggling can arise.
