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The forest is filled with mist and the wind is howling.
The black altar flickered with light.
"Only by becoming stronger can you protect the people you care about."
As the hunchbacked old man walked step by step towards the unconscious Shi Xiaohan, the words said by the white-haired boy flashed in Gu Xu's mind.
In an instant, the pupil of his left eye turned into a deep indigo blue, from which he could vaguely glimpse the stars and the vast Milky Way.
He is no different from the white-haired boy on the Naihe Bridge.
"Do you think I will let you do whatever you want this time?"
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly.
But his eyes were cold and there was no smile at all.
While he was speaking, it seemed as if someone had quietly pressed the pause button.
The light on the altar stopped flickering, the drifting mist suddenly froze; the rustling wind fell silent, and the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains suddenly stopped.
The hunchbacked old man's left foot was hanging in the air, motionless.
The voices of Kong Xuan Sanren's clones reciting mantras also stopped abruptly. Their mouth shapes remained at this moment for a long time.
The whole world became a still picture.
Only Gu Xu is still dynamic.
He seemed to be outside the world, observing this silent human world from a god's perspective.
This is the power of "time".
If time is a long river flowing into the distance, then "time" can make it have a fork, from which a brand new tributary is born.
This new tributary will have a different flow rate than the original one.
It can be faster, it can be slower.
Gu Xu was now in a brand new river of time.
Because his speed is so fast, the world is almost motionless relative to him.
Of course, he can't use this ability for a long time.
Maintaining such a time flow rate requires burning a large amount of real energy.
With his current cultivation level, it can last for about seventy breaths at most.
That's about three minutes.
He had to break this deadlock in just three minutes.
At this moment, Gu Xu finally understood why the white-haired boy believed that "time" was the thing he longed for most in this life, and it was also the life-saving straw that could help him get out of trouble.
Because he must reach the seventh realm before he is thirty years old, time is an extremely precious thing to him.
Because Kongxuan Sanren's "Causal Path" is unpredictable and unpredictable, he must use the overbearing power of "time" to prevent Kongxuan Sanren from having a chance to make a move.
At the same time, Gu Xu could vaguely feel that the uses of "time" seemed to go beyond that.
It also has endless potential, waiting for him to slowly explore it in the future.
Of course, the top priority now is to escape from the clutches of Kong Xuan Sanren and find a way to stop his promotion plan.
So Gu Xu took out the "Magic Token" from his pocket.
A few months ago, when he passed the promotion assessment and joined Daqi's "Shenji Camp", Chu Fengge handed this slightly rusty metal token into his hands.
At that time, Gu Xu was once curious about the question "Why the Divine Machine Token can transmit messages and receive tasks at an ultra-long distance", so he spent some time studying the magic circle imprinted on the "Sacred Machine Token". There were also some gains.
Now, these research results can be put to use.
Gu Xu knew that relying solely on his own abilities, even if he maximized his "time", he would not be able to defeat the Kongxuan Sanren who was about to be promoted to the "Ghost King" head-on.
Kong Xuan Sanren has many clones, and their life-saving abilities are endless.
Unless it can be completely killed within the three minutes that time "lasts".
Otherwise, the moment "time" ends, it will be Gu Xu's death.
So Gu Xu decided to ask for support.
Currently, Kongxuan Sanren has blocked communications within Qingzhou Mansion with magic, making it impossible for Gu Xu to use the "divine machine token" to send messages to the outside world.
But Gu Xu can improve the formation runes on the token.
He believed that the magic circle used by Kongxuan Sanren to shield the heavenly secrets was by no means unbreakable - Gu Xu's own divination results would not be affected by it.
As for ways to improve...
Gu Xu found inspiration from the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven".
The founder of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" is Chi Yangzi, the master of Daqi State Master. He was once a powerful "True Lord" in the eighth realm, and he was only one step away from being able to ascend to immortality.
The true meaning of the Great Dao contained in the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven" is no less advanced than the way of cause and effect of Kongxuan Sanren.
Its connotation of "rebeling the rules and breaking all laws" is exactly suitable for breaking this invisible cage.
With a thought in his mind, Gu Xu took out the "Jinghong Brush" - this was a truly famous weapon, and its personality would not be suppressed by Kong Xuan Sanren's "path of cause and effect".
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Twenty breaths have passed.
Gu Xu ended his short thinking and placed the tip of his pen on the token.
Where the "Jinghong Pen" came into contact with the surface of the token, a dazzling orange-red fire suddenly burst out.
On the surface of the metal, new runes appeared one after another.
This is undoubtedly a difficult challenge for Gu Xu.
Because not only is his time limited, but he also cannot make any mistakes.
Just one wrong stroke and all your efforts will be wasted.
But even so, he still moved his pen like flying clouds and flowing water.
The suppressed anger in his heart has unconsciously echoed the true meaning of the "Seven Styles of Burning Heaven".
If you don’t break out in silence, you will perish in silence.
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Fifty breaths have passed.
Gu Xu finally finished drawing the last rune.
At this moment, the rust on the token disappeared without a trace.
Like the sun rising from the remaining night, it shines brightly in the gray mist.
The communication function of "Shenji Token" has been reactivated.
Gu Xu did not hesitate, entered the "Tao Discussion Room" with a thought, and then sent a concise message——
[Suzaku: Something happened in Qingzhou Mansion. Kong Xuan Sanren is the "third evil god". He broke the seal of the "Nine Infant Snake Demon". Now, he is holding a ceremony at the black altar deep in Yishan Mountain, preparing to sacrifice one hundred thousand souls and be promoted to "Ghost King". 】
After sending this message, Gu Xu directly put away the "Magic Token" without waiting for a reply.
He believed that after Luo Sishou received this information, he would know how to deal with the current situation.
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Fifty-five breaths have passed.
Gu Xu looked at the black altar and decided to use the last period of time when "time" was in effect to do something big.
In the recent period of time, Kongxuan Sanren relied on its powerful power to touch Gu Xu's bottom line again and again - it forced Gu Xu to practice the "Zhao Ming Forbidden Technique", and at the same time threatened Chen Jisheng many times , Shi Xiaohan's life is in danger.
Gu Xu hated this feeling of being controlled by others.
But at this moment, during the duration of "time", he seemed to have become the master of the world and had absolute initiative.
Therefore, he planned to destroy this black altar and prevent the promotion ceremony of Kong Xuan Sanren.
Although the saints of Daqi can also do this later.
But Gu Xu hopes to do it himself.
Kongxuan Sanren repeatedly touched Gu Xu's reverse scale.
Only by personally destroying this altar can he relieve the hatred in his heart and release the anger in his heart.
The white-haired boy on the "Naihe Bridge" once said that Gu Xu had lived a miserable life in the past - he had been suppressing his emotions due to various internal and external factors and doing the most rational thing. , the safest choice.
Today, he wanted to follow his heart.
He was very curious about the wonderful expression on Kong Xuan Sanren's face when he found out that the promotion ceremony he had been preparing for for many years was destroyed.
So, he walked straight to the black altar and stood among the clones of Kong Xuan Sanren, with the corners of his mouth raised.
It was different from his usual gentle and restrained smile.
At this time, he was smiling broadly and unbridled.
He gently waved the "Jinghong Pen" in his hand.
The leaves in the mountain forest fell from the still branches one after another, and then floated in the air, lighting up with orange flames.
From a distance, it looks like countless fireflies flying in the forest.
Seven forms of burning the sky, firefly flames.
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
Following Gu Xu's thoughts, these "fireflies" rushed towards the black altar in front of them with unwavering attitude.
The dark and gloomy light on the altar went out.
Instead, there was a blazing fire, lighting up the entire dark forest.
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Sixty-eight breaths passed.
The fire on the altar gradually went out.
At this time, this carefully decorated altar had turned into a miserable ruin.
Gu Xu's true energy was almost burned out, and he only felt exhausted.
But he was in an unprecedented mood.
In the last few seconds of "time", he dragged his exhausted body to Shi Xiaohan's side, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.
At this time, Shi Xiaohan was undoubtedly still.
His heart stopped, his breathing stopped, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.
Gu Xu sat quietly next to her, looking at her pretty oval face, her fluffy sideburns hanging from her ears, and her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her face.
Involuntarily, he began to count her eyelashes.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks...
He suddenly felt that it would be great if the "time" could last longer.
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Seventy breaths have passed.
The power of "time" disappears.
Time continues to flow.
The howling wind sounded again, and the sharp cry of the Nine Infant Snake Demon came from afar again. Gu Xu saw Shi Xiaohan's eyelashes trembling slightly in the wind, and also saw the hunchback old man's left foot finally landing on the ground.
It's just that the clones of Kong Xuan Sanren standing in front of the altar did not continue to recite the incantation.
They looked at the altar that had become shattered by the fire. Their expressions were first blank, then shocked, and then all turned into anger.
The expressions of the nine clones were completely synchronized.
To outsiders, this might seem like a strange and terrifying scene.
But at this moment, Gu Xu just wanted to laugh loudly.
"Gu Xu——"
The nine clones shouted out the name of the culprit.
Although Kong Xuan Sanren has lived in two forms, human and ghost, for hundreds of years, he has long since become intangible with emotion and anger.
However, when he saw that his many years of hard work were ruined, he still inevitably felt angry.
Gu Xu sat on the ground. Although his true energy was exhausted and he had no strength to resist, he was not panicked at all.
"Now, it's my turn," he said with a smile, "Kong Xuan, why don't you run away quickly?"
Kongxuan Sanren took a serious look at him.
At this time, in his field of vision, he saw several very clear lines of cause and effect suddenly appearing on Gu Xu's body.
One of them is connected to Luochuan, the head of the Exorcism Department.
One is connected to the Imperial Master of Da Qi.
There is another one connected to Zhao Changying, Duke of Yan State.
They are all saints of the Daqi Dynasty.
In addition, there is a slightly lighter line connecting Emperor Tianxing of the Daqi Dynasty.
Kong Xuan Sanren spent too much power in the promotion ceremony and shielding the secrets.
At this moment, dealing with one of these people alone was enough to give him a headache.
And with the "Way of Cause and Effect", he can also feel that if he kills Gu Xu now to vent his anger, then he will definitely pay a very heavy price.
"Save your life is the most important thing," he told himself, "survive first, that's the most important thing."
He has been living in hiding in this world for decades.
Now, in order to survive, he doesn't mind hiding it for a while longer.
Thinking of this, he turned into a black smoke and disappeared instantly.
The moment he disappeared, Gu Xu also breathed a sigh of relief and fainted completely.
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At the same time, three figures appeared in the clearing in the forest.
A person with a temperament that emerges from the dust and has an immortal spirit.
A person with a simple temperament,
They were the three saints of the Daqi Dynasty, Luo Chuan, the head of the exorcism department, the Imperial Master of Daqi, and Zhao Changying, Duke of Yan.
(Volume 1·Don’t use Qianlong·End)
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Sixty-eight breaths passed.
The fire on the altar gradually went out.
At this time, this carefully decorated altar had turned into a miserable ruin.
Gu Xu's true energy was almost burned out, and he only felt exhausted.
But he was in an unprecedented mood.
In the last few seconds of "time", he dragged his exhausted body to Shi Xiaohan's side, his legs weakened, and he fell to the ground.
At this time, Shi Xiaohan was undoubtedly still.
His heart stopped, his breathing stopped, his eyes were closed, and he was unconscious.
Gu Xu sat quietly next to her, looking at her pretty oval face, her fluffy sideburns hanging from her ears, and her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her face.
Involuntarily, he began to count her eyelashes.
One stick, two sticks, three sticks...
He suddenly felt that it would be great if the "time" could last longer.
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Seventy breaths have passed.
The power of "time" disappears.
Time continues to flow.
The howling wind sounded again, and the sharp cry of the Nine Infant Snake Demon came from afar again. Gu Xu saw Shi Xiaohan's eyelashes trembling slightly in the wind, and also saw the hunchback old man's left foot finally landing on the ground.
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