"I've said enough!"
Seeing that the young man in white was pale and about to fall under Gu Qingyang's offensive, the owner of that voice finally couldn't bear it any longer.
Everyone on the seventh floor of the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion heard a roar. Immediately, a powerful spiritual power suddenly appeared.
This spiritual power was not directed at the other bone cultivators present. From beginning to end, the only person it targeted was Gu Qingyang.
"Ahem——"
After suffering this blow, Gu Qingyang couldn't help but retreat and coughed.
A trace of blood trickled down the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care.
Gu Qingyang made no sound.
At this moment, Gu Qingyang was silent.
He just stared at the person in front of him.
He had piercing eyes and sneered again and again.
Anger and unwillingness made him sober.
In his heart, there was a sudden storm:
He originally planned to stay dormant and focus on the overall situation.
However, there is no need to endure it anymore.
At that moment, if he had not taken action and simply chose to leave, then he would not have been able to stand here peacefully.
He didn't know why the young man in white came here. I don't even know why the other party attacked him.
Maybe it's because this guy thinks he's a weakling and just wants to cause trouble for him.
Or maybe it was because he chose to leave that the guy felt slighted.
But whatever the real reason.
Now, the reasons no longer matter.
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He only knows that from the moment the other party takes action, the other party can only be his enemy.
This was the truth and he could only accept it.
There are only two choices for him:
Or, fight back.
Or wait to die.
Is he the kind of person who just tolerates it?
So, there is this scene now.
After a desperate fight, he won, and he won miserably.
And the strength he showed really amazed many bone cultivators present.
You know, the strength of the young man in white should be about the same as the acquired blue grade.
Looking at Gu Qingyang again, everyone knows that his cultivation level is only innately black.
The gap between Gu Qingyang and this person is as much as three small realms.
However, Gu Qingyang just won.
After more than ten confrontations, his sword almost sent his opponent straight to the road.
Of course, if it weren't for the person in front of him, his opponent would be gone.
"Young people, you have to be merciful and merciful."
"We are from the same school, why do we have to make such a fuss?"
The person who attacked him was a middle-aged man.
He saw the middle-aged man dressed in blue clothes appearing in front of him.
This man's voice was full of majesty, sounded loud, and had a sense of domineering.
Gu Qingyang had already figured out the other party's identity right away.
He knew that the person in front of him was the elder guarding the hanging coffin scripture pavilion.
In the Hanging Coffin Sutra Pavilion, there are six such people in total. Three on the upper ninth floor and three on the lower ninth floor.
He didn't know the name of the person in front of him, but he knew that the other person was the person in charge of these seven levels.
The elders guarding the Sutra Pavilion at the Hanging Coffin Pavilion all have the cultivation level of Bone Sacrifice Realm.
Now he doesn't have any trump cards, and the opponent can kill him very easily.
Of course, due to rules, the elder in front of him would probably not do this.
"Article 134 of the sect rules stipulates: If a disciple takes the initiative to attack a fellow disciple, the latter can fight back with all his strength."
"Article 156 of the Clan Rules stipulates: If a fellow sect is fighting, and the one who takes the initiative threatens the life of the latter, the latter does not have to hold back."
"Article 218 of the sect rules stipulates: The hanging coffin is a demon gate, and minor cultivators are fighting with each other. If the sect rules are followed, the elders cannot easily interfere."
"May I ask the elder, which sect rule did I, Gu Qingyang, violate today?"
"It's true that I was attracted to this stone bead first, but I intend to give in and want to leave."
"It's this fellow disciple who was offered mercy but didn't. I had no choice but to take action."
"you--"
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Silence, silence to the extreme!
At this moment, the entire seventh floor became silent because of Gu Qingyang's words.
Almost everyone held their breath and focused their eyes on Gu Qingyang.
Shock, shock, confusion...all these emotions suddenly appeared in the eyes of those people.
At this moment, they were completely silent.
Before this, they had no worries.
At the beginning, no one thought Gu Qingyang would win. Everyone knew that Gu Qingyang was just a complete loser.
They paid attention to Gu Qingyang from the beginning, and they just wanted to see how embarrassed Gu Qingyang would be, and they just wanted to have fun.
But the development of things has exceeded all of their expectations. Let me ask, who would have thought that Gu Qingyang would behave like this?
If Gu Qingyang counterattacked his opponent forcefully in the initial duel and seriously injured the young man in white, it would only surprise everyone.
So at this moment, Gu Qingyang spoke brazenly and used the sect's rules to question the behavior of the elders guarding the pavilion, leaving them completely stunned.
How many years?
For many years, elders have been regarded as elders, as seniors, and even as taboos. No one dared to challenge the authority of the elders.
But now, Gu Qingyang is doing something that no one else dares to do. However, the elder could not tell him what was wrong.
Because Gu Qingyang did possess "reason".
"Is this kid crazy?"
"What a mad dog."
"It's so brave, haha——"
"The crazier you are, the worse your death will be."
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One voice after another resounded in everyone's hearts.
Not even a breath of time had passed, and many onlookers were already looking at Gu Qingyang with eyes full of teasing and contempt.
Gu Qingyang indeed gave them a sense of shock that they had not experienced in a long time. And they are also looking forward to Gu Qingyang's fate.
The Ancient Hanging Coffin Sect is a sect of demon cultivators, it’s true.
The ancient hanging coffin sect has strict sect rules, which is true.
The devil's path is different from the righteous path. There is no so-called propriety, justice and shame at all.
Strict religious rules can establish order in a disorderly environment.
However, the premise of all this is related to two words, that is - strength.
Does Gu Qingyang have the strength?
Talking about rules and reasoning, is he qualified?
The people present did not think that Gu Qingyang had this qualification.
Many of them closed their eyes and could even imagine how miserable Gu Qingyang would be.
"Young people, it is a good thing to understand the religious rules."
"but--"
"But if you want to abide by these rules, you also need enough strength, right?"
Before the elder guarding the pavilion finished speaking, Gu Qingyang spoke again.
However, while speaking, Gu Qingyang also started to move and walked past the elder.
When he passed by the elder, he also came directly to the young man in white.
"Chi——"
"this--"
Another knife.
In full view of everyone, Gu Qingyang not only had no intention of stopping, but instead took action forcefully.
At the same moment, many bone cultivators were also dumbfounded.
If we say that before this, some of them still felt pity for Gu Qingyang.
So now, they have begun to mourn for Gu Qingyang.
"interesting."
"It's really fun."
The elder who guarded the pavilion spoke. At this moment, his face was full of sullen expression and he was extremely angry.
Everyone couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts when they heard him speak again and again.
"Before, this person wanted to kill me and trample me under his feet. You didn't say enough."
"Just now, I wanted to kill him, but you told me enough was enough, and you said you should be merciful and merciful."
"I want to make a bet with you."
"Betting? What are you betting on?"
Hearing this, the elder guarding the pavilion could not help but reveal a ferocious sneer.
He stared at Gu Qingyang, his cold eyes said everything.
In fact, not only this elder, but also everyone else present was extremely confused.
They also couldn't figure out what Gu Qingyang wanted to do.
Gu Qingyang talked about gambling, but what else could Gu Qingyang do to gamble?
In other words, what capital does Gu Qingyang have?
I'm afraid everyone knows that he, Gu Qingyang, is just a newcomer to the sect.
Moreover, Gu Qingyang’s place of cultivation was the Luoye Mountains.
Practicing there, it was not easy for Gu Qingyang to achieve immortality.
In comparison, what other capital does he have?
The elder guarding the pavilion couldn't figure it out.
Everyone was also very puzzled.
But Gu Qingyang laughed and said:
"Yes, it's a gamble."
"There should be a pill recipe hidden in this pavilion. The content is that you can use bones to repair your natal bones as materials to refine medicine that will help you practice."
"If you don't mind it, elder, if I lose in this bet, I will be willing to become a material for refining medicine and become a part of the elixir."
"Then, what if you win?"
"If I win, I will need resources as important as this life bone. And these resources must be provided by you personally."
"So, what are we betting on?"
"Just bet on the future. I know that the sect's secret trial will be ushered in soon. I bet that I will rise in the secret trial."
"I will definitely have a place among the younger generations of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect in the future. If I fail to rise in the future, I will commit suicide to fulfill my bet."
"Okay, I'll give you this chance."
When the elder guarding the pavilion on the seventh floor understood what Gu Qingyang meant, the smile already hung on his face and never faded for a long time.
As the person closest to the elder, Gu Qingyang could clearly feel the disdain, contempt and anger from the other person's expression.
"Then, kid, please retire."
Put away the bone knife, put away that round bone.
Gu Qingyang saluted the elder.
However, he said he was resigning, but in fact he was heading directly towards the ninth floor. He did not forget the purpose of this trip.
But at this moment, when everyone looked at him and looked at his back, they were no longer as outgoing as they were at the beginning, and only looked down upon him.
In this short period of time, Gu Qingyang has used his actions to shock them and shake their cognition.
To be honest, when Gu Qingyang mentioned the bet, many of them thought it was their illusion.
How could someone be so stupid in this world?
How could someone be so crazy in this world?
How could anyone be so crazy in this world?
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In any case, Gu Qingyang is such a person.
Paranoid and crazy is what everyone says about him.
What is undoubted is that compared to these people, Gu Qingyang is more like a real demon. The devil is arrogant and arrogant.
Gu Qingyang left, but he also left a deep impression on everyone. After today, this incident will definitely create a terrible storm.
But in fact, this is inevitable.
From the moment he started doing things, Gu Qingyang thought everything through and was prepared. And he would do this because he had already thought about it.
He is not stupid, he knows how to practice.
The eighth floor, the ninth floor...it was not just the inheritance that was taken away by him. Everything that might help him practice was taken away by him.
The old man Tianshi didn't give him anything else, but the sect's contribution points were still given to him a lot. These contribution points also allowed him to go on a shopping spree.
In addition to these things, what Gu Qingyang really likes is the Luoye Mountains. To be more precise, it should be those burial trees.
After a while, the coffin was hung in the scripture pavilion.
In the seventh floor.
"Elder, please save me——"
At the same time, on the seventh floor, the young man in white also raised his hand and called the elder guarding the pavilion in an extremely weak voice.
"Go away! Go away!"
However, what this man waited for was only an angry curse and an angry kick.
When Gu Qingyang took action for the last time, he didn't have much spiritual power left, plus the injuries.
So this person was lucky enough to have a glimmer of hope.
However, his cry for help aroused the anger that the elder had accumulated for a long time.
Therefore, this unlucky guy can only wait for a result that ends with hatred.
"Gu Qingyang."
"Gu Qingyang."
After venting part of his anger, the elder guarding the pavilion stood where he was and did not move for a long time.
Just listen to him mumbling to himself, repeating the name of the person who left a deep impression on him.
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