dark.
In the silent darkness, Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.
He saw a man crouching in front of him.
This is an old face.
Time has left too many traces on this face, which makes people wonder how much the owner of this face has experienced in the world.
The old man raised his index finger between his lips to silence him.
Gu Qingshan kept silent in cooperation, not making any moves or speaking.
The ancient spirit turtle and Xie Guhong's jade plate brought him here, so he maintained the most basic trust in the environment in front of him.
He looked at the other person and said through his spiritual mind: "Who are you?"
"Let's go out first and then talk." The old man also sent a message.
Gu Qingshan looked around and found himself lying in a military camp.
Everyone in the entire military camp fell into a deep sleep. Only the old man in front of him stared at him with bright eyes.
The old man seemed to have been waiting for his arrival.
Gu Qingshan followed the old man and walked out of the military camp one after another.
Under the night, the two of them flew quickly through a jungle.
"where are we going?"
Gu Qingshan asked with his spiritual thoughts.
"We have to speed up to leave this military camp." The old man responded.
"Okay, you go ahead, I'll follow you." Gu Qingshan said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man immediately flew in front of him and began to lead the way.
Gu Qingshan's brows relaxed slightly.
From the old man, he felt overwhelming spiritual pressure.
It seems to be similar to Xie Guhong.
In other words, this is a great monk from ancient times.
The two of them flew by.
It took half a stick of incense.
The two finally passed through countless jungles, crossed mountains, and arrived at the seaside.
The sea is vast and the waves are undulating.
The moon rises over the sea, sprinkling a layer of white frost on the sea surface, which is broken into tiny jade flakes by the sparkling waves.
The old man patted the storage bag and took out a flying boat.
"Take it."
He finally spoke.
"What are you—" Gu Qingshan asked doubtfully.
"This flying boat can go to the sky, float in the sea, and can also shuttle under the sea. It has thirty-six layers of unique concealment formations. As long as the spiritual stones are not cut off, it will be enough to ensure that you will not be discovered in the near future." The old man said.
"On the flying boat, there are countless insights and methods of practicing great power, you can learn from them."
Gu Qingshan asked: "But why should I hide at sea?"
The old man said: "Because this is a ghostly image of the times that we carefully designed. It records the most desperate and darkest days during the battle between human race and wild monsters."
"In the next few months, the entire human race will be in a state of gradual destruction."
"And the gods are watching the human race at this time and will not go to the sea easily, so as long as you stay away from the land during the tribulation and try to be careful, there won't be any big problems."
The old man took out another jade plate and handed it to Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan took it and took a look. There were two words engraved on the jade plate: Kun Liu.
This jade dish seemed to sense something and suddenly got into Gu Qingshan's arms.
Gu Qingshan hurriedly caught him.
I saw that this jade dish had been spliced together with the other two jade dishes in his arms, emitting a faint spiritual light.
Now he has three jade plates: Disciple, Qianjiu, and Kunliu.
Gu Qingshan felt a little incredible that he got this jade plate so easily.
The old man looked at his expression and quickly understood what he was thinking.
The old man explained: "In ancient times, we used hexagrams to calculate the only thing, that is, if someone passes the test between Linggui and Xie Guhong, he will inevitably encounter a dangerous assassination."
"We designed this ancient ghost for that."
"During this period, the entire human race in the world is in destruction, and you are hidden by us in the sea. No one can detect your existence from any clues."
"The only thing you have to do is to work hard to improve your cultivation, so that you can survive in the ghost image of the next era."
"You must at least reach the realm of Mingshen before your jade disc will be activated and take you to the next era of ghosting."
"Xuanling, Luanxing, Guiyuan, Mingshen..." Gu Qingshan murmured and couldn't help but said: "What if I don't reach the realm of Mingshen?"
The old man shook his head and said: "If you have not reached the realm of Mingshen and cannot survive the next era of ghosts, then you can only stay in this world forever, or break through, or be discovered by gods and weird monsters, and then killed."
Gu Qingshan sighed: "I will work hard to improve my level."
The old man nodded and quickly made a set of complicated handprints with his hands.
"Fortunately, you didn't talk to anyone, so I could perfectly cover up the traces you left in this world," he said.
"Is there such a method? Can't even find gods and strange monsters?" Gu Qingshan asked.
The old man continued to use the seal and said: "Yes, this method is called Soul Retraction. We have used various methods to verify it and our whereabouts will never be exposed."
"Only a monk like me who possesses the magical ability to evade heaven and earth can activate the soul to retreat to the maximum extent by burning life and soul."
Gu Qingshan said: "You have such magical powers, you should be able to evade all gods and monsters, why do you do this?"
The old man said calmly: "All my relatives have been eaten by monsters. My sect, my friends, everything about me has been destroyed by them. Where should I go?"
The old man's hand skills suddenly stopped.
He looked up at Gu Qingshan and said deeply: "The Heavenly Sword is the only hope."
"Boy, you must not fail. The future is entrusted to you."
He poured all his spiritual energy into the formula, and the formula was immediately completed!
Peng——
The old man's whole body exploded into a ball of blood mist, which was blown away by the howling sea wind.
But a layer of spiritual light enveloped Gu Qingshan, and then he turned in the wind and blew away towards the way the two came.
In Gu Qingshan's mind, the aura followed the path they took and headed towards the military camp.
It is said that after a person dies, he will take away all his footprints along the places he has walked, leaving no trace in the end.
This is the soul closing its legs.
The old man had been waiting for tens of thousands of years in this double image of time and space, just to help a later person cover up his whereabouts.
He was just waiting for this moment of death.
Gu Qingshan was silent for a long time, cupped his fists in the air and said, "Senior, don't worry, I will never fail."
He took a flying boat and flew far away towards the depths of the sea.
Time passes slowly.
Twenty breaths later.
In the military camp.
A figure suddenly appeared.
The forehead is burning with golden light.
He spread his hands and stared at the ancient coins in his hands.
The ancient coins were motionless.
The god looked surprised.
He pondered, then suddenly flew into a barracks, stretched out his hand and gently touched the forehead of a sleeping monk.
The monk died immediately.
Countless lights and shadows flowed quickly from the gods' eyes.
After a while, the gods finished reading the monk's memory.
"No?"
He murmured softly.
He flew into another barracks and tapped his fingers on the foreheads of several sleeping monks.
Memories flooded into his mind.
"strangeness……"
The god became a little agitated.
He jumped into the sky and looked around.
The night is like ink.
In the far distance, there are several huge figures connected to the sky and the earth, walking towards this side step by step.
The god lowered his head suddenly.
The monks in the military camp are still sleeping.
Why didn't they react at all to such a big movement?
Only then did the spirit suddenly realize.
It turned out that these people's souls had been collected in advance and became food that had been prepared in advance.
He looked to the other side again.
Under the dark sky, almost no human voice could be heard.
This is almost the end of time, and the human race in the original heaven is almost extinct.
——How did you advance so much time all at once and reach this moment?
The god looked at the coins in his hand.
There was still no movement on the coin.
The god suddenly remembered the words of the ancient light-shaped man.
"This ancient coin is genuine. It will help you sense the location of your target. The only trouble is that there is a certain chance of position deviation."
deviation……
Is there really something wrong?
The spirit remained silent for a while longer.
Brilliant rays of light emanated from him, quickly flying and searching in all directions.
A few moments.
All the light returned to him.
There are no living humans.
It can also be said that the human race is almost extinct.
Gu Qingshan is not here either.
The god finally confirmed the matter and murmured: "It seems there is something wrong. No, I have to catch up with him quickly, otherwise with the help of those ancient humans, he will become more and more powerful. Things are in trouble.”
He struck hard into the void.
The void suddenly opened, and a dark opening appeared in front of him.
Taking one last look at the world that had fallen into deathly silence, the spirit penetrated into the black hole and disappeared from the world.
