Xiuxiu opened her eyes wide and stared at Gu Qingshan.
Gu Qingshan said with a smile: "Xiuxiu, look, these people gathered at the gate of the sect. If they break the second senior brother's magic circle, what do you think will happen to the second senior brother and your two junior sisters?"
Xiuxiu had suffered a lot in her early years. After hearing these words, her heart naturally turned around and she said obediently: "It all depends on Third Senior Brother. Please be careful, Third Senior Brother, don't get hurt."
Gu Qingshan nodded, touched her cheek and said, "Don't worry, Third Senior Brother will cook a big meal for you tonight, so you won't be hurt."
He stood up slowly, walked back to Qin Xiaolou with his sword in hand, and pressed his other hand on the array plate.
Buzz——
The spiritual magic on the formation disk was disrupted, and Qin Xiaolou was suddenly unable to arrange the next formation.
Qin Xiaolou let out a long breath, shook his sore and numb fingers, and asked worriedly: "Junior brother, are you okay?"
"Don't worry, I have been fighting with people for these years, and I am very skilled at it." Gu Qingshan said.
Qin Xiaolou asked with interest: "Really? How does your opponent compare with these people outside?"
Gu Qingshan raised his eyebrows, with a look of confusion on his face.
"...It's not easy to compare." He finally said.
Qin Xiaolou was stunned.
At this time, there was a commotion outside the sect.
Someone said with great joy: "The formation is broken!"
——Without Qin Xiaolou presiding over the formation, the entire sect-protecting formation was suddenly broken by endless magical spells.
The monks cheered loudly.
The one who broke the formation jumped up and flew into the Hundred Flowers Sect first.
Several thousand meters away, Gu Qingshan glanced at the man.
Peng!
The monk turned into a mass of blood mist that quickly dispersed.
The next moment, four more people flew into the Hundred Flowers Sect.
Gu Qingshan's eyes turned cold and he looked at the four people calmly.
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of bursting sounds were heard, and the blood mist formed by the four people had no time to fly before it was wiped out by the invisible sword and disappeared completely.
All the practitioners froze.
The monks who were about to leave stopped on the spot and put up a defensive posture.
What kind of attack is this?
No one could see clearly.
Several monks just rushed in and died immediately.
——Not even the scum is left.
"Bold, Baihua Sect disciples dare to kill people in public!"
Someone shouted angrily.
Gu Qingshan smiled and threw the sword in his hand.
The long sword turned into a stream of light, flashed in the air, and flew out of the Baihua Sect.
Clang!
The long sword stabbed hard into the big bluestone at the fork in the road and held still.
Gu Qingshan flew into a white mist and immediately stood still on the big bluestone.
He looked down at the bluestone with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
When he entered the Hundred Flowers Sect, it was Xie Daoling who transformed into a white goose and let him go on the bluestone. Only then did he have the subsequent test and apprenticeship.
He calmed down, clasped his fists towards the surging monks around him, and said with a smile:
"Everyone, I am the third-ranked disciple of Baihua Sect, sword cultivator Gu Qingshan."
"My senior brother did indeed do something wrong today - he is a very kind-hearted person, and I apologize to everyone for this."
"Now it's my turn to conduct the formal entrance test."
The monks were a little surprised after hearing his words.
Baihua Sect sword cultivator, Gu Qingshan.
This name originated from the annual examination, became famous in the battle of spiritual beasts, and later played a great role in discovering the world of divine martial arts, but then disappeared.
It seems like I have gone to the outer world.
It is said that Sword Saint Ning Yuechan had an encounter with this person in the realms outside the world.
But what kind of person Ning Yuechan is, no one dares to force her to reveal the matter about Gu Qingshan, so no one knows the specific situation of this person.
The old man from the Four-Pillar Saint Realm asked, "Is Baihua Sect's rule today to kill innocent people indiscriminately?"
——As long as this sword cultivator admits this matter, the reputation of Baihua Sect will be stained. No matter how he accuses or even goes further, he can use it.
How could Gu Qingshan not hear this?
He grinned and said, "I'm not killing innocent people indiscriminately. I said that I will preside over today's test."
"Fellow Taoists, listen up."
Gu Qingshan put his hand on the hilt of the sword and said loudly: "There is only one rule. If you can force me to pull out this sword, you will pass."
Everyone fell silent.
Gu Qingshan smiled again and said slowly: "Of course, if you die even if you can't even ask me to draw the sword, then just die -"
"Don't blame the Baihua Sect if such a waste dies ten thousand times, because his life is not even comparable to dust."
After saying that, the whole place fell into dead silence.
The monks looked at each other and couldn't help but look at him carefully.
He stood on the big bluestone with a calm expression, a slight smile on his face, the sword inserted at his side, held down by one of his hands.
——His roots are not visible at all, but he exudes an ominous sense of death, which is so dazzling in the spiritual sense, as if death is excited by his existence.
The elder couldn't help but said: "You said - if you are asked to draw your sword, it will pass?"
"Yes." Gu Qingshan nodded.
The elder patted the storage bag and took out two painted fans.
——The technique can be used to attack from a distance without having to step forward at all.
The power of the magic is so great that it will definitely force this person to draw his sword.
No.
Once the magic comes out, killing him is no longer a problem.
"I happen to have some immortal skills, and I want to try your skills." The elder looked at Gu Qingshan and said with murderous intent on his face.
After saying that, he stepped back and prepared to take action.
"Wait!" Gu Qingshan suddenly shouted.
The elder laughed wildly: "Hahaha, what? Are you regretting it?"
Gu Qingshan waved his hand and said: "No, I want to say that this test is not conducted one by one."
The elder was slightly startled.
Gu Qingshan looked around at the monks and said with sincerity:
"I have to cook tonight, so I can't waste too much time here, so everyone who wants to enter the Hundred Flowers Sect, you should do it together."
Everyone was stunned again.
They looked at the sword cultivator blankly, almost suspecting that there was something wrong with their ears.
Gu Qingshan raised a hand and said seriously: "I will count to three, and the test will begin. Whoever can force me to use my sword will pass the test and can enter the Hundred Flowers Sect."
"three,"
"two,"
"one!"
"You can attack now."
He waited for a moment.
The monks looked at each other and mobilized their spiritual power——
In the flash of lightning, the corners of Gu Qingshan's mouth slightly curled up and he uttered a word.
"All die."
If time could stop at this moment, you would see a horrifying scene.
Dozens of sharp black shadows appeared behind each monk.
This black shadow did not come from nothingness, but grew out of their flesh and blood, like the sharp teeth of a giant beast.
All the black shadows quickly shuttled around the monk, and they had been scratched countless times on the monk's body in an instant.
Screams sounded one after another.
Then there was dead silence.
Those sharp black shadows gathered together and turned into black bone pillars.
Each bone pillar was strung with white skeletons still dripping with blood.
All the monks had their flesh and blood cut away, leaving only the bones hanging on the pillars——
There are many bones standing there, like a scene from hell.
Gu Qingshan stood on the bluestone, looking at the white bones, still with a smile on his face.
——Huangquan Dao talks about the magical skill of ghosts.
This magical skill is hard to guard against, and it is quite terrifying and infiltrates people. It is good to use it to scare people.
"Oops, they are all dead. It seems that no one will come to my Hundred Flowers Sect today."
He put away his sword and said with satisfaction.
Suddenly, a voice came from the distance in the sky:
"What is the intention of a bold madman to destroy my immortal disciples?"
Gu Qingshan released his spiritual thoughts and saw a spiritual light emerging from the fairy tower tens of thousands of miles away, transforming into a human form, and speeding towards him.
Gu Qingshan waited quietly until the humanoid spiritual light arrived in front of him, then he slowly clasped his fists and said, "Who are you?"
The aura-like figure shouted: "I am an immortal from the heavenly realm. I am here to teach and guide all the practitioners, but you are ruthless and want to destroy my descendants from the heavenly realm. What crime should you deserve!"
Gu Qingshan said: "If they want to break into my sect, they must follow my rules and accept the test of my sect - this is a matter of your own free will. I don't know what it has to do with the immortals."
"Then you don't have to kill all these people." The aura figure said.
Gu Qingshan smiled and said: "Do you remember? You were invited by my master, so you immortals should take care of my actions in the Hundred Flowers Sect instead of blaming them."
"A disciple of Immortal Destroyer has violated the laws of heaven and deserves to die." The aura figure said, exuding endless cold spiritual energy.
Gu Qingshan felt it for a while and finally remembered this feeling.
——Guanghan Palace.
The red ghost's magical skills of Talisman have this kind of cold aura.
I just don’t know if this fairy tower has anything to do with the red ghost.
——But now it seems that it is no longer important.
Gu Qingshan smiled and slowly pulled out the Earth Sword from the bluestone, his voice turned cold:
"Shameless guy - this way, when you die in a while, I promise to leave a good place for you in hell."
