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Blood kept falling.
A blurry black shadow lay on the ceiling above Gu Qingshan's head.
It spit out a long tongue and wrapped it around Gu Qingshan's neck, gradually tightening it.
Gu Qingshan was indifferent, but looked thoughtful.
An unknown spirit used the art of realm to pull itself into a special world realm.
This thing looks dangerous.
But in fact, the card "Jutsu of the Realm: Inviter of Darkness" is not a card from the other world, nor is it a world technique constructed by combining cards.
Ultimately, this card has limited power.
So Gu Qingshan did not take action immediately.
——He himself has mastered two real world arts.
First, the art of parallel virtual dreams;
Secondly, the technique of looking back in time.
Gu Qingshan already has some experience in building special worlds, so when entering an unknown world, the first thing he thinks about is to test the characteristics of this world's magic.
In a sense, this can also be regarded as a kind of discussion and exploration in techniques.
so.
He didn't move when the long tongue hung from the ceiling.
The long tongue landed on his back, but he didn't move.
When the long tongue went around his neck, he still didn't move, still feeling the technique carefully.
It wasn't until he had some vague thoughts in his mind that Gu Qingshan raised his hand and made a gesture.
——Pure Thought Technique.
This is the most basic method in the spiritual world, which can help monks get rid of distracting thoughts.
This method is no longer useful to a monk of Gu Qingshan's level.
But this time, what Gu Qingshan wants to get rid of is not distracting thoughts.
It's spiritual awareness.
"Disperse!"
He shouted lowly.
Spiritual power surged out from Dantian and poured into the magic formula in his hand, and the magic formula was immediately completed.
Gu Qingshan only felt that his mind was empty, and his entire mind seemed to be pure and empty, flawless and unobstructed.
immediately.
The long tongue, blood, narrow room, gloomy black shadow and even the entire building disappeared from Gu Qingshan.
The surrounding scene changed.
Gu Qingshan found himself standing in a magnificent palace.
He turned around.
Behind him, on the other side of the long dining table, sat a dignified middle-aged man.
"How did you find out?" the middle-aged man asked.
Gu Qingshan said briefly: "My spiritual sense is full of similar feelings about the upcoming battle, so I discovered it."
"You are quite keen on magic - welcome, please take a seat."
The middle-aged man motioned for Gu Qingshan to take a seat.
Gu Qingshan looked at the dining table and stood still.
"Sorry, I'm not used to having lunch with strangers."
He looked at the other person and said.
The middle-aged man stood up, bowed gracefully, and then said:
"Actually, I should be the one saying sorry - please forgive me for being rash and bringing you here in this way."
"Then, let me introduce myself. I am the past king of Requiem Township."
Kings of all ages?
How can a person call himself the king of all ages?
Seemingly sensing Gu Qingshan's doubts, the middle-aged man thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't hurt to let you take a look."
His figure suddenly expanded violently and turned into an illusory spirit body five meters high.
Hundreds of faces appeared on the surface of the spirit body.
They all have different looks and expressions, and they look at Gu Qingshan together.
This scene is somewhat creepy.
Gu Qingshan remained calm, clasped his fists and said, "Nice to meet you, but I don't know why all the kings in the past called me here."
In an instant, the expanded spirit body suddenly shrank back and transformed into the middle-aged man again.
He said: "No need to be surprised - I believe you also know that monsters cannot find the soul of the royal family, so we were not eaten, but have existed in this way for countless years."
"Please sit down and let's talk slowly." The middle-aged man said.
"good."
Gu Qingshan sat down at the dining table.
The middle-aged man waved his hand.
The table was immediately filled with steaming food.
"These are the dishes that kings like. I guess there are always some that suit your taste." The middle-aged man said with a smile.
Gu Qingshan looked at the dishes.
Whether it's cooking or the art of the world, he naturally understands it and can see some tricks.
These dishes are something that comes together through consciousness.
To put it simply, it is the manifestation of thoughts.
——Some people have eaten these dishes, formed thoughts about the taste of various dishes, and used their thoughts to re-materialize the dishes.
In this way, when other people eat these dishes, they can feel the wonderful taste of these foods.
Gu Qingshan praised: "Thank you for your hospitality, your skills are really outstanding and it opened my eyes."
He picked a table knife from among the knives and forks on the dining table and stabbed it at a plate of snacks.
The table knife turned into a pair of chopsticks midway, holding the snack firmly and taking it back.
Gu Qingshan took a bite.
Um……
This taste is really good, and you can slightly explore its original cooking method from the taste.
He moved his chopsticks again to pick up other dishes.
The middle-aged man looked at Gu Qingshan, gradually showing appreciation.
This young man directly used his thoughts to change the table knife and turned it into a pair of chopsticks, which showed that he had fully understood this technique and began to take the initiative in it.
——This is a silent warning.
Thinking of this, the middle-aged man said seriously:
"I have something I must ask of you."
"You're too polite. I never eat for free. If you have anything to say, please tell me directly." Gu Qingshan continued to taste the food and responded.
"As a king of all ages, I really want to know what happened to my unworthy descendant."
"Oh? Which unworthy descendant are you referring to?"
"It's the guy who I gave the kings of all generations magical skills, but he was still defeated by you, and finally entered the ruins of the God of Life and never came back."
Gu Qingshan suddenly realized.
I see.
It makes sense that the king's ancestors would not hesitate to use this magic to draw themselves in to find out the whereabouts of the king.
In a sense, this is also a gift from a white-haired person to a black-haired person.
But how can I put it, the king did die unjustly at that time.
Gu Qingshan was actually still thinking seriously about bringing the other party into his team.
But the strange spirit struck too quickly, and the king's skin flew into the turbulent void and disappeared.
So there is no room for recovery.
Gu Qingshan thought for a while, and finally frankly told the situation when the king died.
The middle-aged man listened quietly and remained silent for a while.
Gu Qingshan said sincerely: "I also feel very sorry about this matter. Please forgive me and accept the change."
"Condolences? No, we are not sad," the middle-aged man said with a stern face. "Such a worthless death, with even the soul being eaten, is really a waste of our efforts."
Gu Qingshan was slightly startled.
This attitude seems to be somewhat different from what I expected.
If the other party wasn't trying to find out about the king's death, then why?
Gu Qingshan simply asked directly: "Please forgive me, why did you bring me to this art?"
The middle-aged man spread his hands and said: "Of course it is to reach an agreement with you. We will cooperate with each other and escape from Requiem Township."
His expression was more serious than ever.
Only then did Gu Qingshan realize that this was the other party's purpose.
"Could it be that as a spirit body, your Majesty the King cannot leave the Requiem Township?" Gu Qingshan asked.
The middle-aged man said calmly: "If we could leave, we would have left long ago - as you can see, except for those souls that were eaten, we could only survive in this way and wandered in the Requiem Township for nearly a month. A long time of billions of years.”
"Although our power continues to grow, the world barrier of Requiem Village comes from the oath of the gods. Unless it complies with the content of the oath, it is absolutely impossible to enter or exit."
"Including you, you only entered here by relying on the oath of the first person in the Star Crown."
Gu Qingshan immediately expressed his position: "I think there is no doubt about this - my partners and I are very willing to break down the barriers of this world with the kings and escape from here."
Yes, anyone would do that.
There is no conflict of interest or conflict between the two parties, but only one common goal: to escape from Requiem Township.
This is the best basis for cooperation.
The middle-aged man nodded slightly, agreeing with this.
He said: "Gu Qingshan, you are a smart man and have strong abilities. Although your strength is a bit weak, strength is not the most important thing in our plan."
Gu Qingshan asked: "What do the kings need from me?"
The middle-aged man paused and fell into deep thought.
He seemed to be reminiscing about something, or there was something he couldn't say for a while.
a long time.
He then opened his mouth and said slowly: "Before we cooperate, you must first understand some information, otherwise things will go wrong."
"What information?" Gu Qingshan asked.
"Billions of years ago, the God of Life fell." The king said.
"Oh, I know this. The seven gods fell one after another during the battle in the void."
Gu Qingshan continued: "For the survival and reproduction of future generations of gods, the gods really worked hard and died, which is really admirable."
The middle-aged man's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.
"Just to die?"
The middle-aged man continued:
"I don't know about other gods, but what the God of Life is best at is how to survive. How could this great and noble god die?"
Gu Qingshan was stunned and suddenly lost his voice: "Is the God of Life still alive?"
The middle-aged man nodded and revealed a secret.
"The God of Life, in order to continue to survive when he was about to die, found a way to seize the monster's body. He hid in Requiem Township for countless years, recuperating by eating the souls of the descendants of the god."
"The gods are our existences at different levels. Since becoming gods, they have long turned into a cold and heartless monster."
"It's completely understandable for monsters to feed on the souls of their own offspring."
