The female cultivator gave Gu Qing a cold look and did not respond.
Gu Qing didn't feel embarrassed either.
Standing on the railing alone, looking at the bright moon in the sky.
"Since this demon cultivator behaves like this, he probably didn't notice my spying on him before... It seems that this demon cultivator is just a demon general, and definitely not a great demon comparable to the pill-forming cultivator!" Gu Qing thought about it for a while, and then said that Suddenly, he saw a little dignity from the demon cultivator whose cultivation was unknown, and then he turned away.
Gu Qing raised his eyes and looked at the sky.
The bright moon is like a white jade carving, with a faint black shadow of a monster on it, just like the bright moon Gu Qing saw when he was a child. However, when he looks at the bright moon now, there are many more things than what he saw when he was a child.
For example, the phantom of the monster on the bright moon is actually a circle of strange lines. If you look closely, it doesn't look like a monster at all.
The moonlight was gradually cut by the clouds on the sky and became sparse. In just a short time, the spirit boat had traveled a hundred miles, and clouds gradually appeared above. Gu Qing then withdrew his gaze.
He glanced to the side at the graceful figure shrouded in white light.
He couldn't help but think of the delicate white body he had seen before under the influence of this demon cultivator's dream-entering technique, and his eyes were a little strange.
The graceful figure in the white light seems to be aware of it.
She turned around suddenly, only to see Gu Qing turning around and leaving.
A somewhat solemn look flashed through her eyes, and she thought to herself: "This person's soul is seriously injured, but despite this, the power of his soul that he can exert is really not weak, and his perception ability is compared to that of the third-level foundation-building The monk surnamed Yu is several points stronger, and the consumption of making this person fall into a dream is actually several times that of making the cultivator of the third level of foundation building surnamed Yu fall into a dream! It's really weird..."
Gu Qing left the bow of the spirit boat and took An Menghuan who was waiting beside him, and walked into the cabin. On the left and right, ordinary people and low-level monks looked at An Menghuan with unclear eyes. .
These people didn't dare to look at Gu Qing.
But for An Menghuan, who is only a mortal, he has no worries. Of course, he is only limited to looking at her. Even though he is envious and jealous of this mortal girl who is favored by Senior Foundation Establishment.
The pair of piercing eyes made An Meng feel quite strange. She was not afraid of other people's gaze, but at this time, she felt quite strange. In the past, she had always received attention because of her appearance. Apart from that, she Everything else is always worthless in the eyes of others.
At this time, she was obviously not being noticed because of her appearance.
Until she noticed someone's gaze, An Meng still paused and lowered her head, with some uncontrollable fear surging in her eyes.
Among the crowd on the left.
A short, fat, middle-aged male cultivator with his head lowered and deep eyes sat in front of a simple wooden table. He glanced at An Menghuan who was passing by, and couldn't help but lick his lips, thinking it was a pity in his heart.
After the spirit boat returned to the island this time, An Meng was still his plaything, but at this time, this woman was actually noticed by a blind foundation-building monk and took him with him. It was really unlucky. Very unlucky.
"A foundation-building monk who can take a fancy to a mortal woman? Haha..."
This short, fat male cultivator felt a little disdainful.
"When Song succeeds in building the foundation, he will only look for female cultivators who practice the art of physical training. Good things!" The short, fat male cultivator recalled a female cultivator who had a previous relationship with Yun Yu, and suddenly an evil fire came from his lower abdomen. rising.
The short, fat male cultivator turned his head and looked askance at the female cultivator sitting beside him.
The weak female cultivator, who was only at the third level of Qi Refining, was eating her meal carefully. When the short and fat male cultivator took a look, her delicate body trembled, a flattering smile appeared on her pretty face, and then she cautiously came closer.
This weak female cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining stopped midway.
She only felt her eyes blur. The short, fat male cultivator who was sitting next to her actually floated in front of her eyes. That hateful, damn face had turned into a purple color, and he had been arrogantly pressing down on her countless times. The fat body of his body is also gathering towards the center under the invisible force.
The sound of cracking of fine bones was heard, and in the next moment, the male cultivator, who was at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, was completely squeezed into a ball.
The pudgy male cultivator's almost bulging eyes were bleeding, his lips were slightly opening and closing, and his somewhat hoarse voice came out with great difficulty.
"Which senior took action against the young one?"
"My uncle is Song Yunqi! Song Yunqi, the famous alchemist in the middle stage of foundation building on Changming Island! No matter where I have offended you, please forgive me this time. I will definitely get rich rewards in the future!"
"Senior...Senior! Senior, spare my life!"
This short and fat male cultivator, also Song Yunqi, had not resisted until this moment. He only used his spiritual power to protect his vitals. He knew that what locked him was the power of heaven and earth that only foundation-building cultivators could mobilize. Even if he urged The spiritual power in the body can resist a little, but it is absolutely impossible to truly withstand it.
Gu Qingzai did not turn around.
After An Meng noticed the short, fat male cultivator, he also noticed the short, fat male cultivator. With a thought, he mobilized the power of heaven and earth to form an invisible prison around the short, fat male cultivator.
"What is Miss An going to do with this person?"
Gu Qing's tone did not fluctuate and he asked indifferently.
An Menghuan's body was a little shaken.
She was looking at the left side in surprise at the short, fat male cultivator whose body was floating in the air, squeezed into a ball like dough, and turned into a blood gourd with pores spurting blood. Hearing Gu Qing's eyes, he turned to look forward.
Under the moonlight, which is as white as the water of the Milky Way, I can see Senior Gu's tall and straight body motionless, as if he were standing on a high mountain in front of him. The watery moonlight is flowing on the high mountain, seeming to cover Senior Gu's back. A blurry curtain... The fear in her eyes, which was already much thinner, completely dissipated.
"Returning to the master, this person's name is Song Kuo. His uncle Song Yunqi is a foundation-building monk, and I heard he is also an alchemy master. Master, there is no need to offend this person for the sake of this slave." An Meng still had a gentle look on her face and spoke in a soft voice.
"good."
Gu Qing's response was brief.
Bang!
Gu Qing's words trailed off.
The short and fat male cultivator over there was thrown down, smashing the tables and chairs below like a flesh bullet, and was stuck on the deck, making no sound.
Gu Qing and An Meng returned to the cabin.
The nearby monks and ordinary people looked at each other in confusion. For a long time, no one dared to take a look at whether the short and fat monk was alive or dead.
In the end, it was the weak female cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining who was closest to the short, fat male cultivator. After struggling in her heart for a while, she walked towards the short, fat male cultivator.
She didn't want that either.
But the lives of her family depended on the pudgy monk's thoughts. If the pudgy monk died this time, that would be fine. If the pudgy monk had not died, then she would stand aside and watch with cold eyes. The pudgy monk would definitely take revenge!
Snapped!
The weak female cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining had just reached the short and fat monk when she was met with a bloody slap, knocking her to the ground.
"***! It took me so long to think of stepping forward to check whether Song is alive or not! It's really ***! If you can't serve that person well after you go back this time, I'll give away the whole family's coffin!" The short man was lying on the ground. The fat monk climbed up from the ground with his non-human body and looked coldly at the weak female cultivator at the third level of Qi Refining.
After saying that, the short and fat monk glanced around him with cold eyes.
All low-level monks and ordinary people avoided him.
The short and fat monk finally regained some face, and he finally felt more balanced in his heart. However, he remembered the foundation-building monk who had just attacked him, and secretly snorted:
"snort!"
"Uncle, his cultivation is not only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, but he is also a well-known alchemist! You, a country bumpkin Foundation Establishment monk from a remote country, let's see how I will deal with you when I return to Changming Island!"
Nothing happened all the way.
The spirit boat traveled tens of thousands of miles along the Longqian River for a total of more than ten days. When the vast sea appeared in front, the sea breeze with a hint of salty and wet breath had already blown to the deck.
After sitting on the spirit boat for half a month, everyone saw the same scenery all the time. When they saw from a distance that the end of the cascading mountains in front was a deep blue color, they were all excited and secretly excited in their hearts.
Most of the people on the spirit boat have never met before
The vast sea, after all, Beize is very far away from the vast sea. Even if it is the easiest way to reach the vast sea via Longqianjiang River, it would take several months to half a year for an ordinary ship. Moreover, water bandits are rampant on the Longqianjiang River. Therefore, Beize, not to mention ordinary people, Even if a low-level monk wants to go to the vast sea, it is not an easy thing to do.
As the spirit boat approached the outlet, there were many other ships near the spirit boat. There were thirty or forty ships in total.
These ships are not big, and the longest one is about ten feet shorter than the spirit boat. They are full of ordinary people. As far as the eye can see, there are only occasional traces of monks, and there are no formations arranged on these ships. , after half a month of exposure to wind, sun and rain, the hull of the ship has faded somewhat.
"Uncle Nineteen."
"Sixth Elder."
"..."
After these ships approached the spirit boat, the monks in the late stage of Qi refining flew directly from the ships to the spirit boat. The names in each of their mouths were different, but they were equally respectful.
The bow of the spirit boat.
above deck.
Two monks stood leaning on the railing, looking at the vast sea from a distance.
Behind one of the monks, who had a young and handsome face but a large number of black bumps under his skin, stood a graceful woman with picturesque features. A blank area formed around the three of them.
The two monks leaning on the railing were naturally Gu Qing and Yu Lingkong. Gu Qing took An Meng out of the cabin mainly to see the sea. As for Lingkong, Gu Qing didn't know where this guy came from.
"These are all monks from the Qing family." Yu Lingkong stood next to Gu Qing, pouted at the escaping light that shot from the side, and said to Gu Qing, "The Qing family, where Taoist friend Qingxiao Fangqing was born, is not a What a powerful clan, but it is also ranked number one on Changming Island. Of the hundreds of late-stage Qi Refining monks sent this time, sixty or seventy were lost. The elders of the Qing family will probably be heartbroken."
"However, with the training resources allocated by the Dao First Sect, it is not certain whether the Qing family will suffer a loss. I heard that the Dao First Sect has also allocated a quota for an outer disciple. It seems that Qing Xiaofang is very There is hope, if he can join a Taoist sect, then he will really achieve Taoism, chickens and dogs will ascend to heaven, and the entire Qing family will become the earth emperor on Changming Island. Even the alchemy monks will have to be courteous to the Qing family."
Yu babbled in the voice transmission.
It did let Gu Qing learn a lot of useful information.
For example, the order to go to Longze Lake this time to accept the orders from the monks and ordinary people in Longze Lake was issued by the Taoist Sect, and the one who was finally assigned to do this was a family of monks on Changming Island, the Qing family.
"So, the Qing family sent a hundred ships to Longze Lake to accept monks and ordinary people? But even if it is a hundred ships, how can it carry ordinary people and monks on Longze Lake for 1,800 miles? "
Gu Qing asked in a confused tone.
Just when he was talking to Yu Lingkong.
The formation shield surrounding the spirit boat has dissipated.
The thirty or so Qing family Qi-refining late-stage monks who had gathered near the spirit boat were having a brief exchange with each other. Seeing this, they all flew towards the cabin in unison.
Yu Lingkong heard Gu Qing's message and responded:
"Naturally, we can't accommodate them, and we don't want to accommodate them all. In addition to these hundreds of ships, the Qing family also assigned this matter to many small forces attached to them below. I heard that many of those small forces delegated this matter to The escort agency in the world... It is a pity that Longze Lake was destroyed. Yu still liked this calm lake. Once Longze Lake was gone, most of Longqianjiang would be ruined. Alas, I'm afraid Linyu Troubles in the sea are coming."
At the end of the sentence, Yu Lingkong sighed deeply.
Immediately, he stopped talking.
Gu Qing didn't speak again.
Yu Lingkong had revealed enough things intentionally or unintentionally.
Based on what An Meng told him before, although Gu Qing still doesn't know much about Changming Island, he is not completely confused. In short, this is a place controlled by major monk families and belongs to the same practice. It is a prosperous island of cultivation, and the monks do not coexist peacefully just because they belong to the same cultivation sect. The various forces on the island are at odds with each other and are quite unstable.
The spirit boat gathers together with it
His more than thirty ships were heading towards the vast sea, and the mountains on both sides gradually flattened out, turning into an extremely wide golden beach.
Trees with fat leaves and round fruits grow on the beach. Many exquisite houses are built on both sides of the Longqian River. Around these exquisite houses, there is a bustling crowd.
The appearance of the spirit boat attracted the attention of many monks on both sides of the river. As for ordinary people, they could not see clearly the spirit boat and other ships near the center of Longqian River.
The monks on both sides of the Taiwan Strait were watching from a distance. Among them, there were many people with high levels of cultivation and strong auras. Their eyes were filled with danger and they were already grinding their fists.
However, when they saw the flag of Changming Island raised on the spirit boat and other ships, these monks were all shocked and chose to stop their activities.
Obviously, these monks are quite afraid of Changming Island, the large island closest to the mainland. They just want to make some extra money, and are not impatient with life, so they come here specifically to seek death.
"With so many ships, plus a spiritual boat, they must be carrying people from some big force on Changming Island. Maybe there are more than one old foundation-building monster..." There was a fierce monk with sweat on his forehead.
The spirit boat quickly passed through this place and entered the real vast sea.
The name of the vast sea has existed since ancient times.
The name means vast and infinite, telling the vastness of the vast sea.
Looking at the sea and sky from a distance, the waves are blooming nearby. The huge waves are not crashing like sudden mountains and rivers, but they quickly subside after getting close to the spirit boat, as if being forcibly pressed down by an invisible big hand.
More than thirty ordinary ships, clustered with this spiritual boat, were traveling on the vast sea, and the land behind them was invisible in the blink of an eye.
Staying on the sea, the fear deep in the human heart can easily be aroused, especially after half an hour, dark clouds gather in the sky, the water turns completely black, and you can't see your fingers, and many ordinary people gather together on the deck, Trembling, the monks were much stronger, but the monks with lower cultivation levels also felt the suffocating fear.
"It gets dark so quickly and completely..."
"It's just, why is there no thunder?"
Gu Qing looked at the dark clouds with no end in sight above the sky, and saw violent wind and rain coming, crackling with huge force, hitting the spirit boat's re-condensed shield, tufting the spirit boat's On the many ships, the ordinary people were beaten until their faces were bloodless, and they were crying like ghosts and howling like wolves.
After a storm that suddenly came and went away, everyone on the spirit boat was safe. There were a few more corpses on the tufted spirit boats. Gu Qing glanced at them from a distance.
Through the miserable figures, Gu Qing found the ordinary people who were doused to death. After a little analysis, he found that most of the ordinary people who were killed died of fear.
"Fellow Daoist Gu, do you know that there was no thunder in the storm just now?"
Yu Lingkong said to Gu Qing at this time.
Gu Qing was confused about this matter, so he took advantage of the situation and asked: "Oh? I really don't know this. Please ask fellow Taoist Yu to clarify Gu's doubts."
Yu Lingkong had a strange smile on his face.
He transmitted a message to Gu Qing: "Hanhai uses the old calendar. It is said that in ancient times, the true immortal Yunmiao broke through the void and ascended to the immortal world from this star. So that year was called the first year of the Yunmiao calendar. The continent above this star, It is also called the Yunmiao Continent, and now, it is the one hundred and fifty-seven thousand five hundred and twenty-one year of the Yunmiao calendar."
"And in the 157,500th year of Yunmiao's calendar, at the intersection of spring and summer, a powerful man from the Shangzong reincarnated and was born in the vast sea. He took the thunder of the vast sea five hundred years later to refine the Tao fetus. After his birth, Three steps in the air, one step to form an elixir, two steps to form a soul, three steps to transform into a spirit, then leave the house and return to the Sect."
Gu Qing was shocked when he heard this.
Seizing the Thunder of Five Hundred Years Later?
What method is this?
not to mention.
After birth, three steps to become a god...
This is somewhat beyond Gu Qing's understanding.
He has never even seen such mysterious things in ancient books. Even those ancient books that specialize in recording anecdotes have never recorded such whimsical things.
! But after all, Yu Lingkong is also a foundation-building monk. Although he is a bit arrogant when he speaks the truth, he is not talking nonsense.
"Shangzong? The Taoist sect is indeed capable of producing numerous people, making people yearn for it." Gu Qing came back to his senses, transmitted the message like this, and sighed to Lingkong.
"Daoyizong? Ha..."
Yu Lingkong responded with a sneer.
"The Taoist Sect does not have such a strong person to be reincarnated."
He continued to say to Gu Qing.
After saying that, Yu Lingkong turned around and returned to the cabin.
Gu Qing leaned on the railing alone, his eyes flashing slightly.
This Yu Lingkong's performance was a bit strange.
"The strong man this person mentioned who was reincarnated and re-cultivated twenty-one years ago was not a monk from the Daoyi Sect? Could it be that he was a senior expert from a larger sect than the Daoyizong?" Gu Qing raised his head Looking up at the blue sky with all the dark clouds swept away, his eyes seemed to have penetrated the strong wind layer of the sky, looking towards the dark outside.
He still remembered what he saw and heard when he received the ancient demon's inheritance.
The galaxy is infinite, and the star he is on is just an extremely small piece of gravel. When will he really be able to ascend to the sky and swim in the infinite?
"Cultivation..."
"We must improve our cultivation as soon as possible!"
Gu Qing's heart became even more determined.
Even just to take a look at the bigger world, he tried his best to improve his cultivation. Otherwise, he would be like countless mediocre people on this star and eventually turn into a handful of loess on this star. If he could only get this ending after practicing so much, he would be extremely unwilling to do so.
"In order to improve your cultivation, you must first heal the injuries to your soul and body... The physical injuries are not a big concern. I was hesitant before about whether to continue cultivating the power of the ancient demon. Now that I look at it, the power of the ancient demon is God has given me the opportunity to step out on this star, so I must practice it!"
"If you can cultivate the power of the ancient demon, your physical injuries will be healed in a short time. The injury to your soul is a big problem. Now when you go to Changming Island, you should try your best to get pills and other things that can enhance the power of your soul. First, heal the injury to your soul. , supplemented by the Great Freedom God-Forging Technique, to temper the soul as much as possible."
"Since it is difficult to improve my cultivation, I will focus on cultivating the power of the ancient demon! Before slaying the power of the ancient demon, I was able to deal with the first-level foundation-building monks with the power of the ancient demon, and I was in a state of about to break through. ...I wonder if my lifespan will increase after the ancient demon's power breaks through?" The golden light in Gu Qing's eyes seemed to be swaying, and the ancient demon's cultivation in his body seemed to be boiling.
Gu Qing suddenly discovered that since he accepted the power of the ancient demon in his heart, this power seemed to have grown a lot out of thin air. This was undoubtedly an unexpected surprise!
However, this joy soon dissipated.
Gu Qing thought of the terrifying black shadow in the Demon Spirit Stream of Ye Country.
Now that he has accepted the inheritance of the ancient demon, the black shadow is his mortal enemy.
"Huh... we need to prepare for this in advance."
Gu Qing thought to himself.
The terrifying humanoid black shadow in the Demon Spirit Stream seemed to be related to the powerful ancient demon in the distant starry sky, which left a very deep impression on Gu Qing.
I still remember that the several Foundation-Building monks at that time were helpless and twisted into thin lines under the strange suction emanating from the humanoid black shadow. It was extremely miserable.
An Meng was still looking at Gu Qing's clothes in front of her quietly.
For her at this time, she didn't need to care about anything. She only needed to obey the instructions of the person in front of her. This kept her heart in a stable state, which made her extremely intoxicated.
Suddenly, she seemed to see the corner of Gu Qing's clothes in front of her being covered with a layer of golden light. She blinked, but the golden light remained the same.
Gu Qing turned around.
His eyes became deeper and deeper, and the plain taste of the past disappeared. He turned to An Menghui, who was staring down at the corner of his clothes, and said in a cold voice: "Since you have accepted Gu as your master, Gu will help you." Introduce the Qi into your body, and if you betray me in the future, just enter Gu's soul banner."
The words were still echoing in Anmeng's mind.
Gu Qing took long strides and walked towards the cabin.
An Meng still hadn't recovered yet, so she subconsciously followed quickly.
