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Shen Qingshi woke up from his sleep first.
He didn¡¯t know how long it had been since he fell asleep like last night. However, in the middle of the night, Gu Chengan in his arms always frowned and murmured, waking him up several times. Other than that, this sleep was considered peaceful.
The sky was bright now. Seeing that Gu Chengan was still sleeping deeply, Shen Qingshi made no move. He closed his eyes again and fell asleep for a while.
Not long after, Gu Chengan also woke up.
When he woke up, he was not as calm as Shen Qingshi. When he opened his eyes and saw clearly who was next to his body, he was as stiff as a soldering iron, neither moving nor moving.
Realizing that he was being hugged by Shen Qingshi, Gu Chengan realized that he always had nightmares at night, seeing everyone in his clan being slaughtered by He Yuan, but who could make him calm down every time.
This smell made him greedy.
Realizing that only the aura of his master could free him from the hatred of his family and his family, Gu Chengan raised his eyes and looked at the profile of the immortal-like face in front of him. His eyes traveled up from his chin, which was as smooth as gelatin. Go, passing by the thin lips and the high bridge of the nose¡ª¡ª
Shen Qingshi suddenly opened his eyes.
There was no sleepiness in these eyes that were as bright as stars, and then the owner of the star eyes turned around and looked at Gu Chengan.
For a moment, nothing could make Gu Chengan look away. He stared blankly at his own appearance in Master's eyes, and couldn't help but murmur: "Good morning, Master."
Both of them were already awake. When Shen Qingshi heard the words, he just said "Hmm", then he retracted his arms and sat up. The thin quilt covering his chest slipped, and he lifted it up. Then he landed on his feet and held the magic formula in his hand. Picking it up at will, the cassock was covered with the white lining, and it only took a breath.
He didn¡¯t need to remind him, Gu Chengan had already gotten off the bed at this time. He didn't have spiritual power yet, so the cassock could only be worn, but it didn't take long.
Neither of them had anything to pack. Shen Qingshi took the dried ink paper from the table, folded it twice and put it into the Qiankun bag, and then said to Gu Chengan: "Let's go."
As soon as these two words were spoken, the jade-eyed white tiger half-stretched on the bed hurriedly ducked into Gu Chengan's arms.
The moment it came in, Shen Qingshi raised his hand and held Gu Chengan's shoulder. He came to the lobby of the inn downstairs, put the two jade plaques in his hands behind the table, and walked out the door.
At this time, he has sufficient spiritual power and can leave here without any guidance.
When he reached a wider area, he raised his fingers and pinched the second joint of his middle finger, and once again attracted a familiar golden sparrow. The spirit bird flapped its wings and left Shen Qingshi's fingertips, spinning in place. Shen Qingshi turned his palm over, and a golden thread flowed from his fingertips. This dazzling thread circled around the spirit bird and intersected head to tail in front of it. , gradually dissipated into golden light.
Seeing this, the spirit bird opened its mouth and cried silently, then rushed into the golden light.
After this, a golden arch slowly opened.
The Jun Yuan sword was unsheathed, Shen Qingshi and Gu Chengan flew up and landed on the sword, and the sword sank into the arch under the watchful eyes of everyone.
As the two left, the golden arch gradually dimmed and disappeared soon after.
The golden dust was still rising and falling in the air. In the distance, a gray marten was running with all fours on the ground on the streets of Fangshi. From far to near, pedestrians on the road gave way, and it quickly came to Shen Qingshi's gang house. inn.
Leaping into the threshold of the inn, Gray Sable transformed into a human form, panting and ran to the counter, slapped the tabletop, and asked breathlessly: "Let me ask you, has Elder Shen come back?"
The dozing waiter behind the counter was so frightened by his sudden slap that he was about to get angry, but when he saw that the person coming was Xiao Hui, he calmed down at first. Hearing this, he rolled his eyes and said, "I'm afraid you're tired of living. What are you doing with Elder Shen? You think your mink skin is too smelly and you want to try a new one?"
Xiao Hui had no intention of joking with him and asked again: "Tell me quickly, where is Elder Shen?"
The man raised his eyebrows and said with half curiosity and half sympathy: "No matter what you want to do with Elder Shen, it's too late now. You're unlucky, he just left not long ago, and he's just behind you."
Xiao Hui sighed heavily, his face gloomy.
The guy finally couldn¡¯t help but feel doubtful and asked, ¡°Why, what¡¯s the matter with you?¡±
Xiao Hui replied: "I just came down from Luoyan Mountain and saw the scaly monster wandering near the Huanyou Mountain Range from a distance."
His words made the waiter couldn't help but change his expression: "What! You said you saw that monster!"
Xiao Hui said: "This monster improved its cultivation through such methods and became tyrannical in Fuchang. I thought it would die this time and fell into the hands of Elder Shen, but I didn't expect-" At this point, he couldn't help but continue Sighed.
This time, even the waiter couldn't help but sigh along with him. The two looked at each other, and Xiao Hui said again: "Since the elder has left, I won't stay here for long. I'm going to inform everyone not to go out and about easily recently. You tell me Take the lead and let him discuss with the Lord of Fuchang City."
The guy nodded and said, ¡°That¡¯s all we can do.¡±
And Shen Qingshi, who had already wielded his sword straight into the sky at this time, naturally did not know what was happening in Fuchangfang City. He had just received a message from his senior brother.
What came from the paper bird was indeed the deep and steady voice of the head brother: "Qing Shi, I have heard about you from Ze Yu, but you are still fine. You haven't come back for a day, and now it is time to return."
Having said this sentence once, the paper bird burned itself without fire and disappeared between Shen Qingshi's two fingers. Knowing that the head brother must be worried, Shen Qingshi replied with four words: "You are fine, don't think about it."
The paper bird was filled with spiritual power. He carried it forward and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two of them.
Then there was silence again.
Shen Qingshi was not a talkative person to begin with, but Gu Chengan was very worried because he was about to go to the Wanjian Sect, one of the two major sects in the world of cultivation, so he had no intention of talking.
Along the way, he couldn't help but press the jade pendant on his chest to make sure it was still on him.
Gu Chengan never thought that one day he would become a disciple of any sect in the world of cultivation as a human being. Before leaving Tongtianjing, he had never even seen a human being, but after his father's death, the blood feud of the snake demon clan completely fell on him, forcing him to carry forward with a heavy burden.
Becoming a disciple of a sect with huge resources is the most risky thing for him to do now.
If he wants to defeat He Yuan and even Demon King Xuan Yao, he must at least complete the late stage of integration. What is needed for cultivation is not just talent. Relying on himself alone, I am afraid it will be impossible to achieve continuous breakthroughs in a short period of time, or even within a thousand years. Entering the realm of unity may be just a luxury.
One thousand years is the time limit Gu Chengan gave himself.
Within this thousand years, he must at least explore the edge of the late stage of integration, otherwise there is no way to deal with the Lord of the Demon Realm, or to kill He Yuan with the sword.
However, the top priority is to keep his identity as a demon clan firmly hidden. He had only met ten powerful men before, and one of them saw through him. However, he didn't know why the other party didn't point it out, but it still made him feel uneasy. When walking in the Wanjian Sect with many capable men, he needed to be a thousand times more cautious. Be careful.
The reputation of the Wanjian Sect is like thunder in the demon world, especially since disciples of the Wanjian Sect come to the demon world all year round to slay demons in the right way. Although most of them disappear in the end, occasionally there will be awe-inspiring sword energy sweeping across the demon world. One such cultivator is enough to impress the demon clan, not to mention that there are more than one such person.
In the impression of most monster clans, Wanjian Sect is the strongest sect in the world of cultivation.
This sentence is not entirely correct.
The Wanjian Sect is the sect with the highest combat power in the world of cultivation, but it is not the most prestigious.
Thousands of years ago, there was one house, one sect, two sects and three pavilions in the world of cultivation. The cultivators had always respected Qianfu, but when the human-monster war broke out, Qianfu, as the leader of the world of cultivation, naturally sent the most elders and disciples. The casualties were also the heaviest, so he has been hiding from the world for thousands of years since the war.
At that time, Fangzhengmen, the holy land of Buddhist cultivation, had not yet broken into the four Buddhist sects, and Xuanyi Pavilion was able to squeeze into one of the three pavilions with the help of the alchemy master.
And the Guangyun Sect, which is currently on the rise, is only in the middle of the seven sects, far from being comparable to Qianfu and Wanjian Sect.
It can be said that a war between humans and monsters has almost re-washed the world of cultivation. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com