While condensing the Hanshan Forbidden, Gu Qing used his spiritual consciousness to capture the rusty cauldron. In a flash, he entered the space of the stone monument with the cauldron.
In the training room, a golden animal skin fluttered down.
Within the stone monument space.
Gu Qing's expression was calm, and his fingers had pinched out the phantom. Every trace of spiritual power and consciousness was slowly consumed, and he continued to move towards the rusty cauldron, shooting out the Hanshan Forbidden that looked like a blue light.
He got this cold mountain ban from Luo Lingrui.
Thinking of this girl Luo Lingrui.
Gu Qing couldn't help but frown slightly.
He almost died in the hands of this woman without the ability to resist. In the end, it was because the woman discovered his divine intention of snow and spared his life, intending to use him to seize his body and carry the building of the Black Hell Demon Palace. Ji Zhixiu, the remnant soul of the black dragon, now Luo Lingrui died under his finger of Guixu. The remnant soul of the black dragon with some kind of divine will has also been swallowed by the dark stone tablet, but this matter has been deeply engraved in his heart.
Going out to experience and look for opportunities is too risky.
Even if you are just rushing, you will often encounter life and death crises.
'Perhaps I should earn spiritual stones by making talismans in the future for use in cultivation. Thinking of this, Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.
After five hundred Hanshan Forbidden Strikes were played, the rusty cauldron finally trembled slightly, and soon, a few small lines on the corners of the cauldron shimmered.
Gu Qing's figure was immediately attracted and projected towards the dimly lit corner above the tripod.
He wanted to struggle, but he simply couldn't.
He could only watch helplessly as the rusty cauldron grew larger and larger before his eyes. The small lines on the corners of the cauldron turned into deep ravines that were as crisscrossed as a natural moat. He fell into one of the ravines, as if he was falling into the infinite. The abyss, the eyes fell into deep and far darkness and deathly silence.
Until his eyes lit up.
A huge steel jungle appeared in front of Gu Qing.
He slammed straight into the pond below, causing a burst of exclamations.
Gu Qing looked down with indifferent eyes.
There is a pool.
There are many graceful ordinary women with rough skin, wearing very simple clothes, who are doing something near the pool. It doesn't look like they are taking a bath, but they seem to be walking around with the ordinary men who are naked from the waist up. flirt.
"The illusion here is really weird."
Gu Qing muttered to himself.
He let himself fall until he was about to fall into the water, then he swayed lightly and passed through the air, arriving at the hard stone platform next to the pool, a place with few ordinary people.
Surprised looks from all around fell on him.
"Hiss! Martial arts master!"
"This man can actually fly!"
"Qinggong? Or special powers?"
"Are you filming?"
"Why does this bald man in black clothes have no eyebrows? Could it be an alien? Friends in the live broadcast room, look, an alien suddenly fell from the world! Give brother a rocket, and brother will step forward to let the alien big brother Out of the country! Thank you for the big rocket of the fucking Dishui baby! Thank you daddy!"
There was silence for a moment.
Then it was like an exploding gunpowder keg, boiling and filling the sky.
Gu Qing had no reaction to the commotion he caused.
He looked around, looking at the disheveled guys speaking a completely different language in Yunmiao Continent. Among them was a man in flowery trousers holding a black square, walking towards him very slowly.
"The pool here should be some kind of entertainment for these ordinary people. I already know the black square from the previous time I came in. It is similar to the communication talisman, but it can do more things."
Gu Qing said to himself without any scruples.
A turbulent ordinary woman, with spring water in her eyes, slowly came up to her, as if she was ready to say something.
Gu Qing stepped on it.
He turned into a ball of white light and flew close to the ground. He escaped from the pool at an extremely fast speed until he was several miles away from this place.
Outside, a huge sonic boom sounded next to the pool.
There were screams one after another, mixed with the sounds of several falling water.
Most of the people near the pool looked panicked and had no idea what was going on. Only the man holding the black cube had trembling lips and a soft hand, and his expression became more and more unbelievable.
"Damn it, what kind of god is this? I have slowed down the speed ten times, but I still can only see the black afterimage!".
For a long time, he whispered in a low voice.
After wandering around in the steel jungle for nearly two hours, Gu Qing had explored hundreds of miles in detail.
Gu Qing dodged and came to a place similar to a private school. His consciousness spread out for more than 800 feet, covering everyone in the private school. By analyzing the potential wishes of these people word by word, combined with the words spoken in their mouths, He soon became familiar with the language of this world.
"School? Country? Technology? Thought?"
Every moment.
Hundreds of thoughts flashed through Gu Qing's mind.
The last time he entered the illusion here, he had no intention of understanding it, but this time he planned to learn more about it in detail, just because he felt that this illusion was very weird.
This place does not seem to be a simple illusion.
Gu Qing's figure swayed.
He came to this place called 'school', a room where books were placed. His consciousness swept over it and imprinted the contents of tens of thousands of books in his mind, and he came to the top of the tallest building here.
Gu Qing stood on the top of the building with his hands behind his hands, looking down.
While observing all the living beings in this illusion, he quietly digested the contents of tens of thousands of books.
Under the clear red sky, a bald young man dressed in black and without eyebrows stood on the top of the main teaching building with a calm expression.
Just when Gu Qing understood the world.
Something happened quietly in this world.
Gu Qing became popular on something called the Internet.
His eyebrows were swallowed up by the remnant soul of the monster released by the ring in the hand of the middle-aged scribe Xiu, and the short black hair on his head was uprooted by the huge suction force.
Originally, this was nothing eye-catching in the world of cultivation. After all, in the world of cultivation, there were all kinds of monks with weird-looking looks.
But in this world, it seems a bit strange.
Especially when his appearance is considered handsome.
Plus.
He has previously shown that for all living beings in this world, his speed is terrifying. His unique shape and unique skills combined together have earned him unprecedented attention.
Gu Qing spent nearly two days digesting those tens of thousands of books.
He already has a general understanding of this world.
This is a world without extraordinary powers, only ordinary creatures. However, the ordinary people in this world have many ways of borrowing foreign objects, and have given birth to a relatively complete technological system.
If he is a weapon refiner, the value of this world to him is naturally self-evident.
But he is a Talisman Master.
'Two days have passed, and all the bloody spiritual power at the ninth level of Qi refining in my body has been suppressed. The thunder disaster should come in half an hour.
Gu Qing raised his head and looked at the sky.
The dark clouds covered the sky and turned into a huge whirlpool.
In the center of the vortex, facing Gu Qing's figure vertically.
"How can we refine that rusty cauldron? If we start from this world, how should we start?"
Gu Qing's brows furrowed.
His heart was in turmoil.
After a thunder strike.
Gu Qing, covered in black thunder marks, returned to the stone monument space.
He looked at the black robe on his body.
The burnt black robe seemed to be growing on his skin.
"Another black robe has been discarded, but I don't know how to get it and refine this cauldron." Gu Qing smiled bitterly and said to himself. He looked at the rusty cauldron, but his eyes were focused.
On the rusty cauldron, in the corners of the cauldron, among the few fine lines, there seemed to be a faint glimmer of light on one of the lines. It was very dim, but there was indeed a glimmer.
"this……"
Gu Qing's eyes moved.
His spiritual sense explored the shimmering lines, and he immediately sensed the hundreds of restrictions he had entered into this cauldron.
Gu Qing's figure was shaken.
'This tripod is indeed a very small part that has been refined by me! Just why, it took two days to come out of the illusion this time and the last time. There was no change in the cauldron after the last time, but there was such a change this time? What is the difference between this time and the last time I entered the illusion in the cauldron?
His expression changed continuously.
'The five hundred restraints wiped out less than four hundred, leaving only a hundred or so. According to the size of this cauldron, it would take about thirty-six thousand restraints to refine this cauldron... He put the cauldron aside.
Gu Qing sat in front of the dark stone tablet.
Why did the rusty cauldron change like this? There is no need to go there for the time being. Refining this cauldron is not something that can be done overnight. Just take your time in the future.
Gu Qing's consciousness moved.
He took the storage ring of Hehuan Dao, which was suspected to be a foundation-building cultivator, in front of him. He first shot nearly a hundred Hanshan forbidden words to break the spiritual consciousness prohibition that blocked the storage ring for a while. Then, based on the progress of breaking the spiritual consciousness prohibition at this time, he estimated that It took him a while to break the storage ring, and then he took a medium-grade water-attributed spiritual stone and restored the blood-colored spiritual power that had been spent on condensing the restriction.
thereafter.
In the space of the stele, more than ten days passed in a row. Every day, Gu Qing tried his best to break the restriction of spiritual consciousness in the storage ring, which was to restore the spiritual power consumed by condensing the cold mountain ban through breath adjustment practice.
This day.
Sitting cross-legged on the futon, Gu Qing, who had regained his spiritual power, noticed something, and the expression on his face moved slightly with his eyes slightly closed.
Gu Qing suddenly opened his eyes.
"Is someone summoning me?"
He used his spiritual consciousness to capture a flickering sound-transmitting jade talisman.
Foreign affairs peak.
Next to Gu Qing's cave, the evergreen building, in the side hall that was transformed by Ruan Xiang, a middle-aged man in black clothes stood with his hands behind his back.
His expression was very serious.
A pair of young men and women dressed in gray clothes, outer disciples of the Xianhe Sect, each stood behind Xiu Xiu with a sneer.
Ruan Xiang was kneeling on the ground. She looked a little scared, but her eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake.
"This Gu Qing is really fooling around!"
"Let him be in charge of the outings of my Xianhe sect disciples, but he delegated such an important task to a lowly female cultivator who is not even an outer disciple of my Xianhe sect?"
The middle-aged man in black shouted sharply.
The woman behind the middle-aged man in black sneered. She took two steps forward, hugged the middle-aged man in black's arm as if to please, and said sarcastically: "Ruan Xiang, you are asking for favors from other outer disciples. That’s all, but now I’m asking for it on Senior Brother Lin’s head, it’s really too long to live!”
Said.
She looked at the middle-aged man in black.
"Then Gu Qing came so slowly. We still have the mission of Gongshan Pavilion, and we don't have time to wait for him. We just cut off our relationship and left at arm's length. I don't think anyone named Gu dared to say anything! Lin!" Senior brother, what do you think of this?"
This woman said coquettishly to the middle-aged man in black.
The middle-aged man in black looked calmer.
He said: "Junior sister Du Yifang!"
Said.
He took the woman surnamed Fang in his arms, took her hand up and down, glanced at Ruan Xiang, and a bit of pity flashed in his eyes. This woman has a beautiful appearance, white skin, graceful figure, and a bit of alluring plumpness. If it weren't for this woman, she would have been Sun Hao from the Sun family was so bad at playing, he didn't mind playing with it on the bed.
The woman surnamed Fang nestled in the arms of the middle-aged man in black.
She looked at Ruan Xiang, God
There was a flash of pride in his heart: "Ruan Xiang, you asked for benefits from Senior Brother Lin without knowing the truth. Now, I am about to cut off one of your arms. What can you say?"
Ruan Xiang pursed his lips.
Her eyes moved slightly, she stood up and smiled suddenly.
The woman named Fang frowned slightly: "Why are you laughing?"
The words have not yet finished.
She already patted the storage bag on her waist.
Zheng!
The sound of swords suddenly sounded.
A ray of white light shot out from her hand.
The sharp white sword light swept across the ground in front of him, like cutting tofu on the flat bluestone floor in the side hall, leaving deep sword marks and slashing towards one of Ruan Xiang's arms.
puff!
Fierce blood splattered.
