Gu Yucheng has developed the habit of practicing all night long. Even when he was intoxicated by the scent of plaice, Gu Yucheng still slept little.
Gu Yucheng practiced until midnight before returning to his position as a habit. ——Gu Yucheng and Zhan Yu lived in the same bamboo house. Pan Xiaohu only comes to the bamboo forest during the day.
The screen that Gu Yucheng used to learn sacrificial skills formed its own formation, and Zhan Yu slept in the formation.
Gu Yucheng got up again soon after lying down and walked straight out of the bamboo house.
Outside the house, Pan Mang and Zhu Huairen had their backs to Gu Yucheng, as if they were watching the stars and the moon.
Pan Mang didn't even look back. "Look. I said, this guy will come out."
Zhu Huairen nodded and sighed, "Gu Yucheng? Is that the name? - Yes. It seems that he has some ability."
Gu Yucheng stepped forward and saluted respectfully, "The two elders came at night to see me?"
Pan Mang turned around and said, "Of course. Elder Zhan probably didn't feel us. - Come with us."
Gu Yucheng had learned to get along with the Shishe clan monks, and he just nodded and followed Pan Mang without asking any questions.
Pan Mang and Zhu Huairen took advantage of the night to walk towards the bamboo forest, and the three of them quickly plunged into the deep forest valley.
During the day, the deep mountains and wild forests of Dongning Island always have a wild and unrestrained charm, but tonight they appear softer in the moonlight.
Zhu Huairen walked at the front, marking a path with his own footprints. ——There is obviously no road in the wilderness, but Zhu Huairen can find the way forward.
A gust of wind gradually rose and passed through the forest tips, forming a thread-like sound.
As we continued to advance, the sound of the wind became louder and louder.
Finally, Pan Mang stopped and said at the right time, "Next, we are going to the Beishi Clan. To be precise, we are going to meet the elders of the Shishe Clan."
Gu Yucheng was slightly surprised, "Beishi has a clan?"
Pan Mang nodded, "The lion clan is divided into north and south, with the mountains as the boundary and the river as the limit."
"Our two tribes share the same ancestors, and they were originally merged into one. Later, as the tribes continued to multiply, the land required increased, and they were divided into north and south. To this day, we still have a strong connection and affinity."
Gu Yucheng nodded to express his understanding.
Land has always been a resource. Even land that only grows food is important to a monk.
In the legendary era of Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, there were ghost cultivators and spiritual cultivators. These monks were not bound by the physical body and still needed to maintain their own status in specific ways.
Like most monks who have a physical body, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they must ensure that the physical body is not damaged or destroyed.
The higher the cultivation level, the harder it is to destroy the physical body. ——Correspondingly, if one’s cultivation level is below a certain level, it is difficult to ignore food.
Food is the most important thing for the people. Who can not eat the fireworks of the world? Even for Ningding cultivators, there is a possibility of starving to death.
Pan Mang turned to ask, "What do you feel?"
Gu Yucheng pondered a little, "The wind here seems to be caused by the formation?"
Pan Mang smiled happily, "You are right. There is a special formation jointly designed by the two tribes in the valley here."
Zhu Huairen took out a spell and activated it, adding, "That's right. Incense and any poison cannot be used in this formation. At least as long as the poison is known and understood by the Shishi Clan, it cannot condense in the wind."
Gu Yucheng was a little surprised. This was the first time for Gu Yucheng to see the dedicated detoxification formation.
The talisman in Zhu Huairen's hand was thrown into the cave like a flint, creating a bright flame in the darkness and then dissipated without a trace.
The three fell into silence.
After a while, Pan Mang moved up, as if to dispel the chill.
Zhu Huairen looked at Gu Yucheng.
Pan and Zhu were no closer to Gu Yucheng than Pan Xiaohu. Gu Yucheng was not even familiar with Pan Xiaohu, let alone Zhu Huairen.
Under Zhu Huairen's gaze, Gu Yucheng could only remain awkwardly silent.
Finally, Zhu Huairen looked away and said softly, "I should also tell you what our Shishi Clan thinks. As for the final judgment, you still have to rely on yourself."
Gu Yucheng quickly cheered up and looked at Zhu Huairen's face, which was neither thin nor fat.
Zhu Huairen's tone was calm, and his expression seemed to be reminiscing.
Only Pan Mang, who was familiar with Zhu Huairen, knew that this old boy seemed to be slow in his actions, but in fact he was relying on the illusion he created to confuse others, thereby spying on their reactions and inferring their desires.
"The Northern and Southern Lions don't care about the four of you." Zhu Huairen's movements and expressions were handled very skillfully. His eyes seemed to be empty, but in fact he was always staring at Gu Yucheng.
Unfortunately, Gu Yucheng just nodded and had no further reaction.
"The Beishi clan thinks you will bring disaster. We are waiting and watching. The important thing now is to appease the Beishi clan." Zhu Huairen achieved the results he wanted.
Gu Yucheng began to express his deep thoughts: to him, the different views of the northern and southern lion tribes seemed a bit barren. --No reason. That's exactly it.
Gu Yucheng discovered the problem. That is, Zhu Huairen did not explain why the Beishi clan was afraid of the four people of Ju Rangdao? What are the Southern Lions waiting to see?
These two most important reasons were concealed by Zhu Huairen.
Gu Yucheng wanted to understand the key point, and continued to nod his head calmly.
Zhu Huairen finally confirmed: he was facing a cunning opponent. However, he is patient, patient enough.
So Zhu Huairen turned around, indicating that what he was going to say was over.
Pan Mang snickered mockingly at Zhu Huairen. ——The two families are on good terms, and Pan and Zhu are also very close. Naturally, it is inevitable to laugh and ridicule each other.
Zhu Huairen turned a blind eye to Pan Mang's winking expression and pursed his lips to remain silent.
Soon, Gu Yucheng felt slight fluctuations in the formation, and even the breeze in the formation was slightly disturbed for a moment.
Zhu Huairen looked across and said, "Here we come."
A hostile figure came to Zhu Huairen, it was the elderly female elder in the ceremony.
Zhu Huairen said hello, "Elder Zhan, the person has been brought."
Gu Yucheng was startled and faced Elder Zhan's cold, even cruel gaze, trying his best to appear relaxed.
Elder Zhan didn't speak, just walked towards Gu Yucheng in a muffled voice.
Gu Yucheng wanted to avoid the mean, cold and arrogant old woman in front of him. But the woman just reached out and grabbed Gu Yucheng's left shoulder.
Like an eagle's claws and sharp hooks, Gu Yucheng was in pain and even thought that the woman had grabbed his bones.
When Gu Yucheng regained consciousness, he realized that his skin was not even broken and that he had been dragged out more than ten meters.
Pan Mang and Zhu Huairen's attitude was so calm that they seemed to be sleeping. They just stood there and looked at Gu Yucheng.
Gu Yucheng had no choice but to let it go.
The tough tactics shown by Elder Zhan made Gu Yucheng realize that he could not resist, so he simply cooperated with Elder Zhan and moved forward.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Gu Yucheng took a few steps, Elder Zhan made a hoarse voice as if his throat was blocked. After a long time, he said in Chinese, "You don't need to move."
Gu Yucheng gritted his teeth and endured the pain, forcing himself to nod.
The pain caused by the hand on his shoulder, which was thinner than an iron hook, continued to intensify. Just when Gu Yucheng could not bear it any longer, Elder Zhan stopped.
Gu Yucheng raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I knew it was a bamboo house again."
Elder Zhan pulled a straight face and ordered stiffly, "Enter."
Just as Gu Yucheng was about to nod, Elder Zhan grabbed his arm and dragged him into the bamboo house.
Before Gu Yucheng could see everything in front of him clearly, Elder Zhan had already ordered, "It's time to start." Elder Zhan said as he pulled out a long knife.
Gu Yucheng was surprised and confused, "Start?"
Elder Zhan nodded stiffly, as if his neck was rusty. "Yes, let's start. - I want you to sense Thespia. No matter what, sense her."
Gu Yucheng became more and more puzzled and confused, "I, I have never performed a ritual."
Elder Zhan doesn’t care, “I just want results.”
In Gu Yucheng's eyes, Elder Zhan's appearance became closer and closer to that of Lao Donkey. ——This is an old and unreasonable woman.
Gu Yucheng couldn't laugh or cry, and wanted to get some tips, "What should I do? Elder Zhan, what do you allow me to do, restrict me..."
Elder Zhan interrupted Gu Yucheng directly, "There is no limit. - You can do whatever you want."
Gu Yucheng had no clue, and rarely showed his confusion on his face.
It makes no sense at first to say that hatred can arise between people without enmity.
But Elder Zhan has proven with his actions: As long as your attitude is bad enough, someone will definitely hate you to the point of itch.
Gu Yucheng has this attitude now.
Elder Zhan didn't care about Gu Yucheng's reaction. Instead, he said a strange reminder, "No one knows how much time you have left. I advise you to cherish it."
Gu Yucheng raised his eyebrows speechlessly, "Where do you start talking about this?"
Elder Zhan did not answer and closed his eyes to rest.
The two fell into silence.
After a long period of silence, Gu Yucheng felt like running away.
Elder Zhan, as if he could predict the future, stretched out his hand and held the long knife, "You can try it."
Gu Yucheng gave up immediately when he saw this.
In Gu Yucheng's eyes, Elder Zhan's cultivation was at the peak of enlightenment and the half-step stage of condensing the cauldron, which was not comparable to that of Gu Yucheng.
What's more, the roads outside are impassable and there is no way to go.
Gu Yucheng now understands why Pan Mang took him to practice sacrificial techniques. He had already planned this, and we sent him to Elder Zhan ourselves.
Gu Yucheng smiled bitterly and then fell into a bitter smile again: all the exercises he learned were basic, and none of them involved Hispania.
Gu Yucheng, who had no idea where to start, decided not to start at all and was already thinking about other techniques.
Elder Zhan saw that Gu Yucheng had a thoughtful expression on his face, but had not taken any action for a long time, so he drew his knife and said, "No matter what your plans are now, I want to see changes tomorrow morning."
Gu Yucheng was stunned: "Elder Zhan, what changes do you want?"
Elder Zhan returned to silence.
Gu Yucheng could no longer remain calm and kept cursing in his heart, "I'm really convinced by you...you old, old torture master."
Gu Yucheng wanted to curse Elder Zhan in vicious words, but in the end he held back. ——This woman is like a witch or wizard who can read minds, always able to behave accordingly at critical moments.
Gu Yucheng had to suspect that if he accidentally showed anger on his face, this woman would teach him a lesson.
"A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses. Just curse a few times in his heart." Gu Yucheng kept comforting himself, and finally calmed down.
Elder Zhan might really be a shaman. Gu Yucheng's calm mood was easily broken by Elder Zhan's words: "If there is no change tomorrow, I will consider getting rid of you."
Gu Yucheng was stunned.
This time I was really shocked.
Elder Zhan didn't take it seriously, "Don't think that the elders of the Nanshi She clan will come to save you."
After saying this, Elder Zhan closed his eyes again.
