A valley.
The Dahuang team was healing their wounds and adjusting their breath, and Gu Shuo quickly finished adjusting his breath. Standing at the mouth of the valley, I looked towards Qidaoling. There were footsteps behind him, and Ximen Pojun walked to Gu Shuo's side:
"Captain, if they understand, they will be able to reach Qidaoling. It is said that the seven demon monks guarding Qidaoling are all the ones who have completed the out-of-body experience. They are the seven strongest among the eastern demon clan in the realm of out-of-body experience."
Gu Shuo nodded: "Their strength cannot be ignored. The demon clan implements the law of the jungle and respects strength. Their reputation is based on strength."
"I'm not too optimistic about the human race!" Zhong Qinghua's voice sounded from behind, and she came to the other side of Gushuo and looked in the direction of Qidaoling:
"I don't understand why the higher-ups agreed to the Monster Clan's conditions. We have the numbers now, so we can just push them across. What is the point of a fair duel with the Monster Clan?"
"Tsk..." Peng Yihui came over with a sneer: "Aren't the senior leaders of the human race crazy? Just after winning two clan wars in the north and the west, I feel that whether it is comprehensive strength or personal ability, I can overthrow the monster clan. .”
Hua Jieyu came over: "Compared with the demon clan, our human race is inferior in individual strength. Unlike those demon clans who are blessed with natural powers without practicing. Of course, our human race also has top-notch people, who are not weaker than The top monk of the demon clan. But Qidaoling has to pass seven levels, and now except for the four heroes and the captain, I can’t think of anyone who can win the other two."
"Isn't there no personnel limit?" Yuan Yinyin said: "If it doesn't work, let the captain play two more games."
"There is no limit to this, but if this is really the case, what's the point of going to Qidaoling? Doesn't this mean that there are only a few people who admit that the human race has strength?"
"No!" Wuwang said: "Recently, there have been a few masters. There is a poem that says: A sword comes from the west and flowers fill the sky, and the Sanskrit sound of the Dragon Gate burns the world."
"Which ones are you talking about? Can they also be with the captain?" Ximen Pojun said disdainfully.
Wuwang nodded and said, "I think so too."
Peng Yiyao smiled and said: "Then these two...Yijian Xilai and Fanyin are your senior brothers."
"I'm not familiar with him!" Ximen Pojun answered simply.
Wuwang still smiled gently and said: "There are five obstacles in our Buddhist hearts."
"Yes, you two are like this!" Peng Yiyao gave a thumbs up.
Yuan Yinyin said with a smile: "Don't be like this, people still think the captain is unworthy!"
"No!" Gu Shuo was a little confused: "Why do I have anything to do with you here? Is that Longmen my?"
"You don't know?" everyone said in unison.
"I do not know!"
"That's right!" Si Cheng nodded and said: "Your news has been blocked, either on the western ancient road or the northern ancient road. When you returned to the sect, the news in the north was blocked. Then when we arrived at Canglang City, we went directly The valley is closed and you don’t know what’s normal.”
Zhong Qinghua looked at Gu Shuo with admiration and said, "No wonder your cultivation level has improved so quickly. You are practicing hard!"
"Don't talk about this for now. What did you just say?"
Wuwang said: "These two poems are talking about five people. A Sword Comes to the West and Hua Mantian is talking about the sect of Senior Brother Ximen, Dugu Jiandan of the Western Sword Sect. Hua Mantian is talking about the flowers of the Canglang Sect in the east. Mantian, yes, her name is Huamantian.
Longmen Sanskrit's sound burns the world, and it talks about three people. The dragon gate is talking about the captain, you, the swordsman of the dragon gate, Fan Yin is Wu Yin, the elder brother of the southern sect Wu Nian Temple where I am, Fen Shi Shi is the eldest son of the Huo family, a noble family in the middle, Huo Yunwu.
Not counting you, the captain, these four people have all been out of body for decades, but their strength and reputation are somewhat inferior to those of Yu Qingyan and the other four heroes. Although these four people were not convinced and challenged the Four Elites, they all lost. However, that seems to have been twenty years ago. So they don't have a reputation as famous as the Four Elites.
It is said that these two poems appeared because of you. "
"because I?"
"Yes! You not only bombed the Holy Mountain in the west, but also became famous in the final battle at Xifeng Pass. I don't know who it is, so I made up these two poems, and compiled another five poems under the four heroes of Yu Qingyan. , these two poems refer to you as the Five Heroes. Now the title of Four Heroes and Five Heroes has gradually been accepted by the world.
However, it is rumored that Dugu Jiandan, Huamantian, Wuyin and Huoyunwu do not recognize these two poems, nor do they admit that they are four of the five heroes. They think you don't deserve to be named the same as them. And the monks all over the world also think that what they say makes sense. After all, when the title of Five Heroes was spread, Captain, you were not out of body yet. Everyone in the world knows that you are just a monk who has just broken through the body. It is not appropriate for a monk who has just broken through the body to stand shoulder to shoulder with four experienced brothers who have challenged the four masters. "
"Then why is it accepted by most people now?" Gu Shuo asked curiously.
"That's right! There are flowers all over the sky in the east, Dugu Jiandan in the west, Wuyin in the south, and Huoyunwu in the middle. So there is only one in the north. And before you, there was not even one out of the body in the north. The strongest A monk is just a Nascent Soul. After you break through the body, you will be the only one in the north. Since there are representatives from the four regions of southeast, west, and center, you can't ignore the north, right?
Therefore, I added you. Everyone thinks that although your strength is not very good, you are enough to represent the North. "
Gu Shuo's face darkened: "You mean, I'm just trying to make up the numbers, in order to get the five directions of east, west, south, north, and center?"
"Haha... This is not what I said, it was said by everyone in the world, hahaha..."
Ximen Pojun said seriously to Gu Shuo: "Captain, we are not qualified even if we want to make up the number. You are already very powerful if you can make up the number."
"Pfft hahaha..."
Gu Shuo shook his head helplessly, and then said: "So, with the four heroes plus the four heroes, there are only seven levels in Qidaoling. There are enough people, and I don't even need to play."
"You're not going to play? That's an opportunity to make a name for yourself." Peng Yihui said in surprise.
Gu Shuo glanced at Peng Yihui indifferently: "Become famous? I'm not that superficial."
Peng Yihui gave a thumbs up: "You're just pretending, I'll give you full marks."
"You really don't want to?" Zhong Qinghua was a little surprised.
"In no mood!"
Gu Shuo shook his head, he knew what was going on, although he knew that the Tianmeng was watching closely this time and only allowed monks who had been out of body to expedition to the Eastern Monster Clan, so Zhou Wenlie could not come. But there must be a disciple of the Zhou family coming over. He doesn't want to expose his true strength. The seven guardian demon clans are all very strong.
Especially now that he is under the Heavenly Demon Order, there are countless demon clans staring at him and wanting to kill him. I don't even want to expose my trump card.
If I can't, I won't.
"Everyone, let's rest. Tomorrow we will go to Qidaoling. This is also a grand event. Some people are looking forward to seeing the competition between the geniuses of the human race and the demon race."
When Gu Shuo said this, everyone started looking forward to it. One by one, they returned to the valley and had a heated discussion.
The next day at dusk.
Gu Shuo and his party appeared at the foot of Qidaoling. At this time, more than a million ethnic monks had gathered at the foot of Qidaoling. Gu Shuo and the Dahuang team found a random place to camp. There were only eighteen people, they were inconspicuous, and they had just arrived. All the good places were occupied, and they could only occupy one place on the edge.
There are hunting teams all around, some are large, some are small. No one is practicing, they are all wandering around. Whether they knew each other or not, they told each other about their background and names, and we soon started chatting together.
In this kind of expedition, all the monks of the human race are in the same camp, and their mutual vigilance has almost reached its lowest point. It is the most suitable occasion to make friends. They were very affectionate to each other, communicating loudly, bragging about how many monsters they had killed. After killing so many powerful monsters, the entire Qidao Ridge was buzzing.
A bold person like Ximen Pojun is a good socializer. He quickly made friends with a large number of people, and everyone else also interacted with the people around him. Gu Shuo also exchanged a few words with a few people, and then looked at Qidaoling in the distance.
They are now under the first ridge of the Seven Ridges. From here, they can see the first ridge and the seventh ridge. Because one ridge is higher than the other.
At this time, Xin Zanglong was talking to Ximen Pojun. Hearing that Gu Shuo was here, he became interested in making friends. Walked towards Gu Shuo.
"Is this the ancient Taoist fellow Longmen Swordsman in front of you?"
Gu Shuo bowed his hands and returned the greeting: "That's right!"
Seeing Xin Zanglong standing as tall as a pine in front of him, with his aura as deep as the abyss, for a moment, he couldn't help but feel that all the heroes from all over the world were gathered here.
As for Gu Shuo's performance, although his strength is recognized, after all, it has not experienced the precipitation of time and the sublimation of communication like the Four Elites. It is still not as good as Gu Shuo's registration, which makes people feel like facing the Four Elites. My heart felt like a mountain standing still. Even with the legendary achievements of bombing the Holy Mountain in the West and slaying the peerless geniuses of the demon tribe at Xifeng Pass, their fame would not reach the level that the four heroes of Chu Yunchou have been spread for many years.
Not long after, the Dahuang team gathered with more than a dozen other teams around them, and everyone sat around, regardless of each other. Someone then mentioned the identity of Gu Shuo Zha Shengshan, and the feeling was that he suddenly discovered that there was a character sitting next to him who might be comparable to Dugu Jiandan, Hua Mantian and others. Perhaps Gu Shuo was not like the rumors in the world, he was just one of the five heroes who made up the numbers. Moreover, Gu Shuo was clear-cut and generous in his speech and behavior, and his words were modest, so he thought that Gu Shuo had a good character, or that Gu Shuo thought that he could not compare with four of the five heroes of Dugu Jiandan and was self-aware. . Therefore, everyone only paid a little more attention to Gu Shuo. Then put it aside.
There are too many monks here, and it is impossible to devote most of your energy to making friends with Gu Shuo. Might as well make more friends.
But even so, the Gu Shuo who was bombing the Holy Mountain around him had already attracted the attention of the surrounding monks. Xin Zanglong was a thoughtful person, and he paid close attention to Gu Shuo. When everyone was discussing Taoism, they also expected Gu Shuo to say something eye-catching. But Gu Shuo spoke very little, and only said something to Bei Xueling next to him from time to time. It turns out that Beixueling's level is still low. He didn't understand many of what everyone said, so Gu Shuo picked some things that could explain Bei Xueling's realm clearly and explained them to Bei Xueling. Xin Zanglong had no choice but to get up and leave because he heard a discussion in a circle not far away that was somewhat related to the direction of his cultivation. I walked over and listened for a while and benefited a lot. While I was overjoyed, I heard these monks talking about Gu Shuo.
"That damn Longmen Swordsman, does he deserve to be as famous as Dugu Jiandan and the others? He is just a person who is just trying to gain fame..."
"I heard that he wasn't the one who blew up the Holy Mountain at all. It was Jian Shanhong of Shangqing Sect who blew it up. But Jian Shanhong died on the Holy Mountain and he came back alive, haha..."
"Why is this person like this? Isn't this despicable!"
"Someone has seen through it a long time ago!"
"Think about it, it's been two years since the Xifengguan clan war ended. Who has heard of his reputation or his achievements anymore?"
"Originally, among the five heroes, Gu Shuo was just making up the numbers, so why should you take it seriously..."
This expedition to the East has gathered together some of the world's heroes. The north was originally weak, and in the minds of monks all over the world, it was a barren and barren land. In the eyes of these proud men, the northern monks are really nothing, and they really cannot arouse any awe in them. Naturally, people have doubts about Gu Shuo. Some people originally believed in Gu Shuo, but at this time they couldn't help but doubt in their hearts:
"Could it be that Gu Shuo is really a liar who is just trying to gain fame?"
In such a grand gathering place, if Gu Shuo doesn't have any strength, then it doesn't matter. Everyone is a human race, so they will not show any other emotions, but will treat them warmly. Even a cold-tempered monk would at best not care. But the appearance of such a person, who has no strength, but whose reputation is as good as Yi Jian Xi Lai, Hua Man Tian, etc., gives people a strange feeling. At this time, there was a woman beside Gu Shuo who was as pure as a clear spring. That woman was Nie Xiaolou.
"Senior Brother Gu, do you still remember me?"
Encountering such a woman, looking at Gu Shuo expectantly, the monks around Gu Shuo became silent, their eyes scanning back and forth between Gu Shuo and Nie Xiaolou.
Gu Shuo thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Have we met this junior sister?"
Nie Xiaolou's expression was stagnant, and a blush of embarrassment appeared on his fair face. He rubbed the skirt of his clothes with his hands, feeling a little hesitant and at a loss, and mixed with a hint of grievance:
"Before...under the Giant Elephant Mountain..."
Gu Shuo still had no impression, but he probably guessed that the other party was probably from the Tianhuan Hunting Group, so he smiled and said:
"Are you from Tianhuan?"
"No, our team was recruited by Tianhuan." After saying this, he hesitated for a moment, bit his lip again, as if he had made a lot of determination, and looked at Gu Shuo expectantly:
"Senior Brother Gu, my team has been broken up. I am alone now, can I join your team?"
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"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he encounters familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
