The look of the woman who was leading the way suddenly became panicked. She was blown up by the strong wind in front of her like a fallen leaf in the wind, but under the action of a strange suction force, she stopped in mid-air for a moment, and then Involuntarily, he approached the black figure rushing out of the room.
"ah……"
She gave a short scream, and her delicate body was almost pressed against the black shadow that rushed up. She finally saw the appearance of the black shadow clearly. It was a face with a three-pointed evil smile, which could be called The extremely handsome, flawless young man's face was staring at her with a pair of cold eyes.
Suddenly seeing such a handsome young man, she was a little distracted for a moment. At the same time, out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the handsome and outrageous young man in front of her. There were two people in the room behind her. A shapeless corpse fell on the ground in a pool of blood, with its body twisted.
These two twisted and shapeless corpses, with their white flesh and flesh contrasting with the dark red blood, gave them a sense of poignancy.
The woman who was leading the way had her legs weak and her eyesight turned dark.
She had already recognized that the two corpses were clearly the two companions she had grown up with and had been with until now, and who were on the ship with her this time!
Gu Qing, who was behind the woman who was leading the way, had a strange expression under his black robe. When the black shadow rushed towards the woman who was leading the way, and when he was about to succeed, he raised his right palm, pointed forward, and flicked his fingers.
The five-color brilliance spurted out from Gu Qing's fingertips, turned into a bolt that shot through the air, and went straight to the face of the black shadow that was rushing towards the woman who was leading the way. In an instant, it almost landed on the face of the black shadow. !
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puff!
The five-color aura appeared in front of him without any warning, rolling down on him. Its power shocked him so much that he had no time to react. He couldn't even use the magical weapon. He only had time to use it. He used the spiritual power in his body to defend himself for a moment, and then was shot away by the five-color spiritual light.
Bang!
This black shadow flew out at a speed ten times faster than when it came, and smashed into the room behind it. There was an immediate sound of tables and chairs colliding with each other, as well as a strange scream.
This strange scream was very dull, as if the screamer had completely lost his vocal organs, and could only make a dull sound of air friction in his throat, which sounded a little breathtaking.
in the room.
In the mess, a young man with half his head smashed fell on his back next to the broken table. His still strong body was twitching incessantly, and traces of spiritual energy escaped from his body, especially that The parts of the smashed head where the mouth and nose originally were were the fastest to escape.
In the room here, apart from the young man who was almost killed by Gu Qing with a casual blow, there was a white-faced female cultivator, and an old man with an extremely cold expression and eyes like poisonous snakes.
At this time, the female cultivator and the old man were tense.
"Foundation-building monk!"
"This kid really deserves to die for offending a foundation-building monk!"
The pale-faced female cultivator and the cold-looking old man beside her were all secretly cursing the companion whose vitality was disappearing. They were extremely worried about whether they would be angered by the foundation-building cultivator outside the door.
Gu Qing's fingertips moved slightly.
He frowned slightly: "I didn't control my strength well..."
Gu Qing was a little concerned about his failure to control the power of this blow, but it was not because of the young male cultivator whose half of his head was broken by him. It was obvious at a glance that this man was an evil cultivator.
"Power that cannot be completely controlled cannot be used at will... From this point of view, it is more appropriate for me to use 25% of my strength at the moment." Gu Qing thought as his mind turned.
He glanced at the woman with her quivering arms beside him.
"Girl, aren't you leading the way?"
Gu Qing's tone was calm and cold.
The woman's delicate body trembled as her two arms were fighting. Due to the previous shock, her bloodless face was stained with a slight blush. She did not dare to raise her eyes to look at Gu Qing, but bowed and thanked him respectfully.
"Thank you, senior, for rescuing the slave family. I hope the slave family can return to peace. I really can't repay you. Senior, if you can appreciate the beauty of the slave family,
Sex, I wish..." The woman whispered to Gu Qing.
After saying such words, An Meng couldn't help but blush. Her previous fear was gone, and instead she became somewhat curious about the past experiences of this foundation-building senior who protected her.
"No need."
Gu Qing interrupted before the woman finished speaking.
His tone was indifferent, without any emotion.
An Meng's heart tightened, knowing that what she said before had made the foundation-building senior in front of her unhappy, so her little thought of taking advantage of the situation was immediately suppressed, she took a deep breath, turned around and continued to lead the way.
She knew that she was delusional.
Seeing that this senior's attitude towards ordinary people was very different from other monks, and he was willing to protect her, she had the idea of attaching herself to this senior. After all, this senior was one of the few monks. As a monk in the foundation building stage, if she can rely on this senior, the benefits needless to say. Even if she cannot get any status, or even can only be a slave, it is much better than relying on a Qi Refining monk.
But she had never thought about it just now.
Since this senior's cultivation base has been established, there are naturally a large number of female Qi-refining cultivators who are willing to sweep the bed to welcome him. There are also many families who are willing to send beautiful women with spiritual roots in their clans to this senior's bed. .
Although she looks good, how can she be ranked high?
An Meng also knew that she was just the most ordinary mortal maid on Changming Island. One day she would be favored by a monk, and her status would change only if she became pregnant with a child with spiritual roots.
Thinking of this, An Meng looked back.
She looked at the room with the open door behind her, and seemed to smell the smell of blood. The twisted corpses of the two companions appeared in her mind, and the panic that had just faded began to waver in her heart again.
Gu Qing noticed that An Meng in front of him was quietly turning back, and he immediately thought that this woman might be familiar with the two still warm corpses in the room.
"Companion?"
Gu Qing still has sympathy for women like An Menghuan. After all, among the monks, there are many people who have psychological distortions due to the loneliness of their cultivation years, such as the guy who had half of his head broken by him earlier. This guy He obviously practiced some evil method and his psychology was extremely distorted.
Although he expressed sympathy, Gu Qing didn't have much idea of helping.
There are many sad people and sad things in this world. Even if he is obsessed with doing chivalry and justice, how can he deal with it? What's more, he has no interest in doing chivalry unless there is some benefit to be gained.
The corridor of the cabin is not long.
An Meng still took Gu Qing with her and had not taken a few steps.
"Senior! I offended you earlier, please forgive me!" A clear voice came from behind, Gu Qing paused and looked back.
I saw three figures turning out from the door behind. The first one was the old man with a cold expression, and then the female cultivator with a pale complexion. Each of them was holding an arm and holding the half of the head. With the help of the male cultivators who were all broken by him, he quickly walked out of the room and approached him.
The person who transmitted the message to him was the male cultivator whose head was half broken by him. This male cultivator actually survived in such a situation!
Gu Qing was also a little surprised.
He turned around and faced the three people who had caught up.
The two people holding the male cultivator with half of his head smashed felt tremendous pressure from Gu Qing's calm eyes. Their throats were dry, their bodies were stiff, and the movement of spiritual energy in their bodies became stagnant.
"This damn little thief actually threatened me with that..."
"Sister must not be allowed to know about that matter! The hateful evil cultivator actually threatened me with that matter! I just hope that this senior foundation builder is not a murderous person, otherwise he will be killed by this evil cultivator this time."
The pale-faced female cultivator and the cold-looking old man forced out smiles, looked at their noses, noses, and hearts, and poked in front of Gu Qing.
"senior!"
The male cultivator, whose head was half broken, had blood prickling on his sunken cheeks. Blood flowed down his neck and onto the ground. A small pool soon accumulated on the ground. Like a flame burning his eyes, he could see the people behind Gu Qing
An Meng returned and looked away.
Gu Qing listened to the voice transmission in his ears. His eyes under the black robe looked at the male cultivator whose head was half broken. The sunken face, the broken part, was being penetrated by the male cultivator. , a strange power repaired it, and it was this strange power that allowed the male cultivator to survive.
This strange power appears in a deep black color. Even if it is thinner, it is still extremely conspicuous. It is currently lingering around the broken part of the male cultivator's cheek. Looking at its flow, it should be slowly consumed.
Around this strange force, his five-color spiritual power remained entrenched, moving with the strange force, causing the broken injury on the male cultivator's cheek to tear again immediately after healing.
"What's the matter?"
Gu Qing asked knowingly.
The male cultivator, whose head was half broken, pushed the female cultivator and the old man on both sides away with all his strength, clasped his fists at Gu Qing, and said through a message: "It was the boy's fault just now. I hope that the senior can forgive me. I am grateful. I am willing to donate I would like to ask you, senior, to accept twenty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones without hesitation."
With that said, the male cultivator brushed the storage ring on his finger, took out twenty middle-grade spiritual stones, held them in both hands, and handed them to Gu Qing with a sincere look.
Gu Qing looked at the twenty middle-grade spiritual stones quietly, but did not pick them up or turn around to leave. After half a breath, the male cultivator, with blood dripping from the depression in his head, took out thirty middle-grade spiritual stones again. Spiritual stones, a total of fifty middle-grade spiritual stones, were given to Gu Qing.
Gu Qing waved his hand and put away the fifty pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones.
Immediately, he fixed his gaze and grasped at the depression of the male cultivator's head. The strands of five-color spiritual power escaped from the depression of the male cultivator's head and returned to his hand, where he crushed it casually.
"Walk."
Gu Qing turned around and said to An Meng.
An Meng responded quickly and led the way forward. Gu Qing and he quickly walked out of the corridor and disappeared from the sight of the female cultivator and the old man.
The white-faced female cultivator breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw this scene. The old man beside her was also similar. The two of them looked at each other first, and then looked at the head at the same time. The wound in the sunken cheek was healing quickly, and new growth had grown. The male cultivator, whose flesh and facial features appeared one after another, saw this strange scene. The two secretly gasped, and their scalps felt numb.
"This evil cultivation method is so weird, the ability to regenerate limbs is so powerful!" The old man felt a little hot in his heart. If such a method is practiced, it can greatly enhance the ability to save life.
The female nun didn't think too much, she was just surprised.
This male cultivator, whose head was half broken, spent less than three breaths after Gu Qing withdrew the remaining Five Elements spiritual power from his wound. He had already grown a complete eye and a mouth. As well as most of his nose, the tip of his nose was moving slightly, as if he was sniffing something.
"This foundation-building monk seems to be injured."
"That woman is also a little weird...she seems to have a demonic aura?"
The male cultivator muttered to himself and walked slowly.
Seeing this, the female cultivator gritted her teeth and followed the male cultivator. The old man with a cold expression hesitated for a while and stood there for a while, cursing in her mind before following.
The space above the spirit boat is not large.
After exiting the corridor of the cabin, Gu Qing, led by the guide woman An Menghuan, came to the iron-gray deck behind the spirit boat. The material of the deck here was very different, and there were more and more ordinary people nearby. Looking up, there are two passages leading below the deck in this area, one of which has ordinary people coming in and out, and the other has monks constantly coming and going.
An Meng also brought Gu Qing to the passage where the monks were entering and exiting. The stiff smile had returned to her charming face.
"Senior, this is the place to enjoy spiritual meals."
She said to Gu Qing with a low eyebrow.
"You come in with me." Gu Qing said to An Meng who was standing beside him, and then walked out of the passage.
Entering the passage, there is a special cave.
After walking through a dozen or so sloping steps, what appeared in front of Gu Qing's eyes was a somewhat quiet place, with several pairs of tables and chairs placed like a messy chessboard.
, three tables have been occupied by monks, and the rest are all empty. Gu Qing's arrival attracted the attention of all the monks.
The monks who were dining all shrank their heads when they saw the senior foundation builder arriving, and the original sporadic conversations completely disappeared.
"Senior, please don't be surprised if this place is shabby. I don't know what your taste is. This place has steamed barracuda, five-cup shark fin... As for spiritual rice, there are just a few common ones..."
The chubby tenth-level Qi Refining monk sprang out from the short door on one side and came to Gu Qing, nodding and bowing to introduce him.
As a well-known spiritual chef on Changming Island, he would naturally try his best to make friends with a foundation-building monk, because he might not be able to ask for help from this foundation-building monk in the future.
"Is there any spiritual food that nourishes the soul? If not, feel free to have some spiritual food that nourishes the body." Gu Qing sat down at the empty table beside him and waved his hand to indicate that An Meng was still sitting opposite him.
"This girl, give her some spiritual food that she can use."
After Gu Qing said these two sentences, he closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The chubby tenth-level Qi Refining monk glanced at the embarrassed An Menghuan, nodded quickly, and then returned to the short door to get busy.
This place is quiet and quiet. Although it is only a hundred meters in radius, there are flowing water and falling flowers. The mist is lingering and the coolness surrounds the body. An Meng is still very comfortable. She quietly glances at Gu Qing, who has her eyes closed, but it is difficult to see the face behind the black robe. , looking away, she felt a little pity, but she couldn't tell what it was.
Not long after.
A group of three people walked down the stairs and arrived here.
The leader was the male cultivator who had half of his head smashed by Gu Qing earlier. He glanced at Gu Qing's direction. His eyes first paused on An Menghuan for a moment, then moved to Gu Qing's body. There was a bit of an evil smile on the face that could be seen just now.
This male cultivator's cultivation level is only at the ninth level of Qi refining, which is not even as high as that of the old man and the female cultivator behind him, but his calm and unhurried demeanor gives him an inexplicable aura.
He sat down at a table and chair not far from Gu Qing.
Gu Qing noticed the arrival of this person and did not pay attention. Although this guy at the ninth level of Qi Refining had some quirks, it was not worthy of his attention. If he dared to mess with him again, he would be killed directly.
"To pass the spirit boat, the formation needs to be removed. Please hold your breath until I can send the message again, and then just open your breath."
A loud voice sounded at this time.
Immediately, the seven formation bases on the spirit boat rotated to the right at the same time. The seven light pillars fell back, and the shield covering the spirit boat dissipated. The invisible and thin miasma came towards the spirit boat to cover it. , this coverage is ten times more thorough than when Gu Qing came.
Even the space a hundred meters below the deck where Gu Qing was enjoying the spiritual meal was invaded by the miasma. The faces of several monks enjoying the spiritual meal turned green, and they cursed the bad luck in their hearts.
Gu Qing's consciousness spread around, covering him and An Menghuan, making it impossible for the poisonous miasma to invade. He frowned slightly and looked upward.
"This spirit boat is so fast, so it shouldn't be so slow to pass the customs... What's the problem with Qing Xiaofang?" Gu Qing judged, but had no idea of going out to investigate.
He currently only had 20% to 30% of his strength left. If something happened, it would be better not to move forward, so he withdrew his gaze upward again and glanced at An Menghuan's face across from him.
"Youki?"
"When did it appear..."
At this moment, Gu Qing could very clearly sense that the seemingly ignorant An Menghui across from him had a deeply hidden evil spirit in his body!
The same person who sensed this change as Gu Qing was the male cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining beside him. His heart moved slightly and he licked his lips.
"Sure enough, I didn't feel wrong! There is indeed a half-demon on this ship whose aura echoes that guy's. Is he that guy's sibling? This is really easy to get... Well, what I said before , it can indeed be said that, right now..."
This male cultivator at the ninth level of qi refining turned his head to look at Gu Qing with an expression that was half-smiling but not smiling, but he was cold and indifferent to Gu Qing.
Their eyes met.
He nodded and chuckled at Gu Qing.
Gu Qing's face was expressionless.
"This person is a bit weird... his senses seem to be more sensitive than mine? Before I could sense the demonic aura on An Menghuan's body, this person sensed it first! Is it an old monster who hides his cultivation, or is he practicing some secret soul technique? ?" Gu Qing felt a little confused.
In the 100-meter space filled with miasma, the low door suddenly opened, and the chubby monk flew out with a crawl, screaming like a killing pig. The voice was Gu Qing's, and everyone frowned at the sound.
"Ahhhhh!"
"Senior... there's a water monster below that penetrated the bottom of the boat!"
The chubby tenth-level Qi Refining monk, with an extremely ugly face, rushed to Gu Qing's side and stammered a word.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a roar.
The whole spirit boat was shaking, and the sound of turbulent water came from the short door. The next moment, a large amount of black water, accompanied by an astonishing stench, spurted out from the short door. However, several monks here were No one panicked, and one of them ducked and came to the short door, pressing forward with his palm.
Click!
The cold air of frost was driven out by this cultivator and fell into the low door, freezing the black water that was gushing out of the low door. The fine freezing sound lasted for a long time until half of the wall where the low door was located was frozen.
"This fellow Taoist is making a bit of a fuss."
The black water monk behind the low door was frozen with frost and cold air. He was a monk at the twelfth level of Qi Refining. He turned around and nodded to Gu Qing, then frowned and spoke to the round monk.
The round tenth level of Qi Refining cultivation did not shrink at all because the black water in the short door was frozen, and there was an ugly look on his face.
Gu Qing's consciousness had already spread downwards, locking onto a behemoth in the water below.
"Such a huge fish demon..."
With an exclamation in his mouth, he condensed his spiritual power into his big hand, grabbed the round tenth-level Qi-refining cultivator and An Menghui, who had no cultivation level, and turned them into a ray of light and rushed straight towards the deck above.
Several monks here looked at each other under the thin poisonous miasma.
"Fish demon?"
"What did the senior foundation builder mean just now?"
Several monks spoke to each other.
The monk who froze the black water behind the short door and was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, after hearing Gu Qing's words, thought for a moment, his expression changed slightly, and he pointed his sword forward, a flying sword. Appearing in front of him, he stepped on the flying sword, swept across the corner, took the female cultivator there, and rushed upward.
The moment after Zuixiu left.
puff!
A dense sound of shattering came from the frozen black water behind the low door and the bottom of the boat below. Then, tentacles as black as ink penetrated from below and instantly covered the hundred-foot spiritual meal place. Crushed into powder, the few monks who had not left here actually died on the spot, and the remaining ones also vomited blood and were seriously injured!
The tentacles, as black as ink, were as thick as a water tank. They did not stop, and after crushing here, they went straight through the deck above!
Boom!
After penetrating the deck, the pitch-black tentacles suddenly retracted, leaving only a deep hole in place that completely penetrated the spirit boat.
The black water of the Dragon Qian River surged in, and the spirit boat slowly sank. This scene was clearly seen by Gu Qing, who was standing in the sky above.
Gu Qing glanced around a few times and realized that there were quite a few monks watching with swords on top of the spirit boat. Many of them, like him, brought ordinary people with them. When he got on the boat, there were many monks beside the railing. The foundation-building monk who was drinking was now only three or four feet away from him.
This cultivator noticed his gaze and turned to look at him.
"Do you know what happened, fellow Taoist? Where did fellow Taoist Qing go?"
