Gu Qing asked: "Can Gu refuse?"
Jiang Xuelan, the female cultivator in white, did not respond.
The monk surnamed Huang, who was called 'Ah Huang' by Jiang Xuelan, looked at Gu Qing with a fierce look in his eyes after hearing Gu Qing's words.
Seeing this scene, Gu Qing nodded and said, "In this case, Gu is naturally willing to break the ban for Fellow Daoist Jiang, but I don't know what benefits Gu can get by breaking the ban for Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
Jiang Xuelan put down the fishing rod, stood up, looked at Gu Qing, and responded calmly: "If Fellow Daoist Gu can play a major role in breaking the Forbidden Mountain, Jiang can get Fellow Daoist Gu a three-line foundation-building pill."
Gu Qing nodded lightly.
He looked at the mutated female cultivator, whose face was flawless, and asked again: "If the Forbidden Mountain had not been broken..."
Jiang Xuelan didn't wait for him to finish speaking this time, but her face suddenly turned rosy, her breathing became a little hurried, and some black air came out of her body. A rather strange smile flashed across her expression, and with a flick of her finger, a The bright white light went straight to Gu Qing's dantian and lower abdomen.
Gu Qing was startled. He moved sideways, golden light appeared on his palm, and he slashed downwards.
The golden Pilian was thrown out from his palm, like a divine sword descending from the sky, and hit the bright white light. The power of the collision between the two spread out, turning into a chaotic light that swept around.
Uh-huh!
Just as the chaotic light was about to expand in all directions, Jiang Xuelan stretched out her hand to grab it and held it in her palm. Her bright eyes looked at Gu Qing, who had been knocked away more than ten feet and was barely standing.
The second-level Foundation Establishment monk surnamed Huang on the side also looked at Gu Qing who was barely standing with a bit of surprise in his eyes: "He can still stand. This monk surnamed Gu is really extraordinary!" I originally thought that this person would die like the previous monks who knew the way of prohibition...
More than ten feet away, Gu Qing's retreat stopped. He frowned and looked at Jiang Xuelan. From his golden palm, he pulled out a white chess piece and held it in his hand.
"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist Jiang?"
Gu Qing frowned and spoke.
As he spoke, the golden brilliance bloomed on his figure, and he suddenly threw the white chess piece in his hand. A golden stream of light broke through the air and came straight to Jiang Xuelan's figure. On this golden stream of light box, The biting wind tore through the fields, making the monk surnamed Huang on the side look stern.
"This man named Gu damaged the owner's grassland. Even if he doesn't die this time, he will probably stay here and do hard work for ten years."
The monk surnamed Huang thought firmly.
Jiang Xuelan looked at the golden stream of light that was approaching in front of her in an instant. She stretched out her white and slender fingers and pinched the golden stream of light silently between her two fingers. The golden stream of light dissipated, revealing the white inside. The chess piece, this white chess piece, is still intact.
Gu Qing, who was far away, felt a little heavy in his heart.
'The strength of this female cultivator in white who calls herself Jiang Xuelan is far superior to mine. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to cause any harm to this female cultivator except with a single finger from Guixu... He thought.
Jiang Xuelan put away the white chess piece and grasped it with her other hand, extinguishing the chaotic light in her hand. Her expression had returned to calm, and she said to the monk surnamed Huang beside her: "Ah Huang, take it with you This fellow Daoist Gu should go to the Forbidden Mountain."
After Jiang Xuelan finished speaking, she walked towards one of the thatched cottages. She took two steps and was sitting cross-legged in that thatched cottage, closing her eyes and regulating her breath.
Gu Qing was in a daze.
'Is there something wrong with Jiang Xuelan's head?
'Or should I say, what kind of magic skill does this woman practice?
He had doubts in his heart.
The monk surnamed Huang, who had followed Jiang Xuelan for many years, was also in a daze. After a while, he coughed lightly and came to Gu Qing: "Fellow Daoist Gu, please, the Forbidden Mountain is still far away from here."
The monk surnamed Huang took Gu Qing and left this place.
Gu Qing passed through
Those two wooden doors.
He turned back and glanced at the two wooden doors that were gradually disappearing after washing away the brilliance of the water curtain. He still couldn't figure out the thoughts of the female cultivator who called herself Jiang Xuelan.
The monk surnamed Huang led Gu Qing downwards around among the stacked miasma masses of various colors, and then walked downwards for about two thousand feet.
At this time, Gu Qing had followed the surname Huang all the way down to a position almost eight thousand feet below the surface of Longze Lake. However, there was not even half of the lake water here, let alone the underground ten thousand feet of the Five Hells Ghost Sect. , the Yin Qi that permeates everywhere is only endless miasma of various colors, as well as red and silver thunder, and endless howling winds.
It went down for another few dozen feet.
Gu Qing finally, under the leadership of the monk surnamed Huang, landed on the slightly uneven ground below the surface of Longze Lake, with a depth of about 8,000 feet. He glanced at Gu Qing and said:
"The ruins of the cave here have only been alive for two hours, and they have been divided up by my master and several powerful foundation-building cultivators who came here. If fellow Taoist Gu was not very wise and did not escape into that dark area, I am afraid he would not have been destroyed at this time. Those swarms of golden-feathered demon bees devoured it, which meant that they were captured and made into blood springs using evil methods, and used to pollute those unbroken mountains of prohibition."
"The core of the ruins of this cave is right in front. When we get a place, Fellow Daoist Gu should not talk nonsense. The few foundation-building cultivators there are not as good-tempered as my master. If Fellow Daoist Gu is really offended, who will If you are in charge, you can only ask for more blessings."
The words of the monk named Huang moved Gu Qing's heart.
He took one step forward, and the passage of time seemed to slow down. After coming out of the space of the stone tablet, the opening of the ruins of the Pill Formation Cave Mansion became clear in his mind.
'The ruins of this cave for alchemy cultivators have long been occupied by Jiang Xuelan, a white-clothed female cultivator from the Vast Sea Yunlan Sect, and several other foundation-building cultivators. Under the hands of several powerful foundation-building cultivators, in a short period of time , the cave ruins were destroyed to the core position of the cave ruins. At this core position, these foundation-building cultivators were blocked by twenty-four forbidden mountains. Maybe one of them was damaged.
'For example, this girl Jiang Xuelan must have injured her head.
Gu Qing glanced at the slow-healing wound on the side of his palm. He was a little bit resentful that Jiang Xuelan suddenly went crazy and gave him a blow, but he did not detect any hostility or murderous intention from Jiang Xuelan, so He had a very reasonable suspicion that Jiang Xuelan had a head disease. .
'The reason why the news about the ruins of the cave here has spread is probably that in order to break the twenty-four forbidden mountains, these foundation-building cultivators need to use evil methods to refine the monks into mountains that can pollute the forbidden mountains. Blood spring, that is to say, all the low-level monks who came here, and even the lower-level foundation-building cultivators, fell into a trap, and most of what was waiting for them was refined into blood. spring……
'If the few foundation-building cultivators who occupy the ruins of the cave here are so ruthless, then if I really help them break the ban wholeheartedly, I'm afraid that the result that awaits me will be either physical death or death. ! Gu Qing thought this way.
Gu Qing was not sure about his guess. After all, Jiang Xuelan was an inner disciple of the Hanhai Tianlan Sect, and the Hanhai Tianlan Sect was also a well-known and upright sect. How could he be so cruel?
But as Gu Qing came to the core of the cave ruins, in front of a cave that was dozens of feet high and was entirely blue, he saw twelve large vats of black and red blood, stumps and broken arms on the ground, and beside him Spread flatly, there were pieces of human skin that had been completely peeled off, as well as the embarrassed cultivators locked in several black cages.
He knew that his previous guesses were very close to ten.
The stone door of the cave in front is tightly closed, surrounded by several substantial air masses of various colors. At first glance, these various air masses are somewhat similar to the stacked miasma air masses that Gu Qing saw along the way, but when he gathered spiritual power into his eyes, Among them, when you take a closer look, you will find that there are several substantial air masses of various colors in front of you, with an astonishing sense of thickness, and you can vaguely see the phantoms of several mountains that are not as high as they appear on them.
'This is...the Forbidden Mountain! It seems that every forbidden mountain has thousands of
Thousands of forbidden mountains are linked together and piled up. The ten forbidden mountains surrounding the cave are faintly transformed into a higher forbidden mountain. This is equivalent to an extremely complex composite formation, and the core is the cave!
'Is this the cave of the alchemy cultivator? It can be felt that the spiritual energy all around is converging towards this cave, and the closer to this cave, the spiritual energy around it becomes scarcer... Is this the reason why the spiritual energy in the ruins of this cave is so thin? It is impossible for the cave ruins of the Dan-Jie cultivator to be without the existence of spiritual veins. If there are spiritual veins in the cave ruins of the Dan-Jie cultivator, it should also be under that cave.
As Gu Qing was thinking, he suddenly caught sight of two figures from the corner of his eye. He turned around suddenly, feeling a little shocked in his heart. The two figures were already within two feet of him, but he still couldn't sense them.
In other words, if these two figures deliberately attack him, he may die without realizing it.
'The cultivation of these two people is probably above the middle stage of foundation building!
Gu Qing glanced at the two of them solemnly and lowered his head.
His heartstrings were suddenly tense.
One is tall and the other is short, one is thin and the other is fat.
The short one has a short stature, a round figure, a rather festive face, a bright smile, a pair of dark eyebrows, extra thick, a ring scar on his bald head, and a ring on his hand. There is a string of snow-white Buddhist beads coiled around it.
The taller one has broad shoulders and long hands, is wearing a blue gown, has gray hair, and has a somewhat formidable aura. He has a thin face, cold eyes, and dense blue thunder lines on his face. He is actually the man who once worked in Guohuai Outside Feilei City in Ningjun County, at Feilei Peak, Feilei Taoist, a casual cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building at Feilei Temple!
'It turned out to be Taoist Feilei! He originally joined the Shanin Sect, which means that the monks from the Demon Sect also got involved in the ruins of the cave here! No wonder there is that evil method of refining blood fountain...
Gu Qing suddenly saw Taoist Fei Lei, and couldn't help but think of the rusty cauldron in the stele space, and his heart was shocked.
The methods of the Demon Sect monks are unpredictable. If Feilei Daoist, who is in the middle stage of foundation building, notices that the rusty cauldron is here, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult for him to escape than to reach the sky. !
Next to Gu Qing, the second-level Foundation Establishment monk surnamed Huang clasped his fists respectfully at the two figures and said: "Two seniors, this person is also proficient in the art of prohibition. Huang, on the orders of my master, Send this person here to break the mountain of prohibition.”
