"Pass the order."
His voice was deep.
"All the elders outside will return immediately and seal the mountain gate for a hundred days. In addition."
He paused.
"Send someone to check the whereabouts of Gu Sheng."
First Elder looked up in shock.
"Holy Lord, isn't that traitor being Qinghe Holy Land."
"Go if you are told!"
Gongsun Wuji waved his sleeves and robe, shattering the bronze incense burner three feet away.
The ashes in the furnace floated away, forming a vague "sky" in the air, which disappeared in an instant.
Thousands of miles away, Qinghe Holy Land border.
Two Dao Body figures were galloping in the dense forest. The young man leading them had an ordinary face, but he had eyes as bright as stars.
Behind him followed a carefree young man, with a wine gourd swinging from his waist.
"Brother Gu, can you take a rest?"
Ling Xiao wiped his sweat.
"Those old guys can't catch up."
Gu Sheng kept walking, making secrets with his fingertips, and the aura around him suddenly dropped from Earth Palace Mid Stage to Qi Refining Perfection.
When he turned around, his facial features had transformed into that of a simple and honest farmer.
"Qinghe Holy Land's Thousand Mile Soul Locking Incense can track you for three days. If you persist for another half day, you will reach the Blackwater River."
"You Disguise Technique are really awesome."
Ling Xiao clicked his tongue.
"Even the breath of the soul can be changed. No wonder he can escape from the Seven Great Holy Lands siege."
Gu Sheng had a haze in his eyes.
"Go quickly".
"There is a city ahead."
Ling Xiao suddenly pointed into the distance.
"Go and get some information?"
Gu Sheng hesitated for a moment and nodded.
"You go in disguised, I will meet you outside the city."
Half an hour later, Ling Xiao hurried back with a strange look on his face.
"Something big happened! Elders in the six holy places died suddenly one after another, and now everything is in chaos! Qinghe Holy Land has withdrawn most of the people who were chasing you."
"What?"
Gu Sheng's pupils shrank suddenly.
He subconsciously touched the yellowed page Heavenly Dao Marriage Contract in his arms. The three words "Gongsun Yue" on the parchment were glowing with a faint golden light.
Ling Xiao leaned closer and whispered.
"There are rumors in the city that this is Heavenly Dao Curse. It is said that Tianlan Holy Land is safe and sound, and some people are suspicious."
He looked at Gu Sheng meaningfully.
"It's about you."
Gu Sheng's breathing was stagnant. On that rainy night three years ago, when he was deposed as the Holy Son, he indeed swore an oath of heaven with his heart.
But at that time, his cultivation was completely ruined, and he thought
"Is the news reliable?"
"Absolutely true!"
Ling Xiao said excitedly.
"I met a girl in a red dress at Drunken Immortal Tower, with that figure... ahem, she said she saw the elder of Xuanming Holy Land suddenly explode into blood mist at the banquet!"
Gu Sheng frowned.
"Can you believe the words of a mortal woman?"
"Hey, don't look down on people."
Ling Xiao defended.
"Although that girl is full of dust, she still has the jade plaque from Tianji Pavilion hanging on her waist. She said that the visions in the six holy places all point to the same reason——"
He drawled on purpose.
"Heavenly Punishment."
Suddenly there was a shrill crow in the distance.
Gu Sheng looked up and saw a Three-legged Crow flying from the direction of the Six Holy Lands, its dark feathers stained with dark red blood.
When the crow flew over their heads, a drop of blood fell on the back of Gu Sheng's hand.
The moment the blood droplets seeped into the skin, countless images exploded in Gu Sheng's mind.
The collapsed mountain peaks, the burning palace, and the elders wiped out in the lightning finally settled on Gongsun Yue sitting under the candlelight, stroking the side of Heavenly Dao Marriage Contract's face over and over again.
"Brother Gu?"
Ling Xiao shook his shoulders.
"You look so bad."
Gu Sheng came back to his senses and found that the blood stains on the back of his hands had disappeared.
He took a deep breath.
"The troubles in these holy places do concern me."
"What?!"
Ling Xiao eyes widened.
"When did you become so capable?"
"Not me."
Gu Sheng looked in the direction of Tianlan Holy Land with complicated eyes.
"It's the way of heaven."
"Gu Sheng, what did you mean by what you just said? Is the incident in the Six Holy Lands really related to you?"
Ling Xiao jumped in front of Gu Sheng, the fire of gossip burning in his eyes.
"Speak clearly now!"
Gu Sheng kept walking and only glanced at him lightly.
"Noisy."
"Hey!"
Ling Xiao was so anxious that he jumped.
"Why are you like this? You will choke people to death if you say anything!"
Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, and Ling Xiao almost hit his back.
I saw Gu Sheng frowning slightly, his eyes sweeping towards the dense forest behind him like lightning.
"Someone is following."
Gu Sheng's voice was extremely low.
Ling Xiao Hearing this, he immediately stopped his laughter and placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.
"Since when?"
"Shortly after leaving the city."
Gu Sheng With a flick of his fingertips, an invisible energy shot into the forest.
"We changed our appearance and breath three times, but the other party was always able to lock on again."
Ling Xiao suddenly had murderous intent in his eyes.
"Not as good as."
"Don't act rashly."
Gu Sheng interrupted him.
"Keep walking."
The two set off again, but their speed was 30% faster than before.
After passing through the dense forest, a vision suddenly opened up - a dilapidated city stood in the sunset, with most of the city wall collapsed, and the word "Qinglan" was vaguely visible on the plaque hanging diagonally on the city gate.
"This place"
Ling Xiao frowned.
"It's so gloomy."
Gu Sheng The corners of the lips are slightly hooked.
"Just right."
"You don't mean to."
Ling Xiao eyes widened.
"70% to 80% sure."
Gu Sheng said lightly.
"Get familiar with the environment first."
The two gathered their breath and sneaked into the city.
Broken pots and rotten boards were scattered on the streets, and a fishy smell filled the air.
The further we walked toward the center of the city, the stronger the smell became.
"Wait!"
Ling Xiao suddenly grabbed Gu Sheng and pointed at the corner.
"What's that?"
A corpse lay in the shadows, with a big hole in the chest and a strange green-black color around the edges of the wound.
What's even more chilling is that the body looks like it has been dead for no more than three days.
"Evil Cultivation Technique."
Gu Sheng squatted down and traced the top of the body with his fingertips.
"Extracting souls to refine blood is the method of Heart Devouring Demonic Art."
Ling Xiao took a breath of cold air.
"Is there anyone alive in this city?"
"No one alive."
Gu Sheng stood up, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
"There are things scarier than dead people."
Just as he was talking, there was a rustling sound in the distance.
Gu Sheng grabbed Ling Xiao and hid behind the broken wall.
I saw a few figures in gray robes dragging a new corpse past, humming a tuneless tune.
"Fresh blood food. The ancestor will be happy"
Ling Xiao felt chills all over after hearing the sound, which entered the secret passage.
"These lunatics are using people to practice?"
Gu Sheng nodded.
"Evil cultivators will do anything to improve their cultivation. The ruin of this city is probably their fault."
The two continued to sneak, and the closer they got to the center of the city, the more corpses they found. Some were hung from the rafters and bled, while others were disemboweled and piled in a corner.
Ling Xiao resisted the urge to vomit, and his face became increasingly ugly.
"Afraid?"
Gu Sheng seems to be smiling but not smiling.
"Fart!"
Ling Xiao gritted his teeth.
"I feel disgusted! These beasts."
Suddenly, Gu Sheng pressed Ling Xiao's shoulders violently.
"Someone is coming!"
More than a dozen men in gray robes gathered from all directions, led by a one-eyed man with blood-colored runes tattooed on his face.
"The two distinguished guests have come from afar, why didn't you inform them in advance?"
The one-eyed man grinned, revealing jagged yellow teeth.
"Our ancestors are the most hospitable."
Ling Xiao The sword has been unsheathed three inches.
"Stop pretending to be a ghost! You evil cultivators are harming the people. Today, I will do justice for God!"
"Ling Xiao!"
Gu Sheng Drink low.
The one-eyed man laughed.
"What a hot-blooded young man! It just so happens that my ancestor is going to practice Blood Soul Pill today, and he still needs the essence and blood of two underground palace monks."
Before he finished speaking, Gu Sheng suddenly threw out three talismans. There was a loud bang and smoke filled the air.
He picked up Ling Xiao and swept towards the west of the city.
"Why are you running? Just kill them!"
Ling Xiao struggled.
"Idiot!"
Gu Sheng rarely sounded harsh.
"That one-eyed man is Heavenly Palace Initial Stage, and there are at least three evil cultivators of the same level in the city. If you want to die, don't drag me down!"
Ling Xiao then fell silent.
The two of them shuttled between the ruins, with the pursuers getting closer and closer behind them. After turning a long street, a high platform suddenly appeared in front of them - in the center of the altar made of bones, an old man with white hair and green robes was leaning over a large pot, in which scarlet liquid and minced meat were boiling.
Ling Xiao's stomach was churning. The pot contained boiled human body parts!
"Shuashua——"
The two Dao Body shadows swept across the wasteland like a swift wind, and finally stopped in front of a ruined city.
Most of the city wall has collapsed, and the city gate hangs crookedly, as if it will fall at any time.
The air was filled with a disgusting stench, and the ground was littered with white bones, some of which were still attached to incompletely rotted flesh.
"This place"
Ling Xiao wrinkled his nose.
"Stinks worse than a cesspit."
Gu Sheng's eyes were like lightning, sweeping across the huge altar that was vaguely visible inside the city gate.
"The evil cultivator's lair."
"Have you encountered this before?"
Ling Xiao came over curiously.
"Yeah."
Gu Sheng nodded, with memories in his eyes.
"When I first left Tianlan Holy Land, I killed an evil cultivator city lord in Qingsheng City."
At that time, I was just a fledgling monk, which was completely different from now.
Ling Xiao His thoughts swept away and he curled his lips in disdain.
"The old man seems to be of average strength."
In the center of the altar, an old man in green robes was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by bloody mist.
After Gu Sheng's investigation, he also discovered that the aura of this old man was almost the same as that of Qing Sheng City Lord back then.
"Killing him is easy."
Gu Sheng said calmly, but at the same time, he was secretly wary of his surroundings.
rustle——
The sound of dense footsteps suddenly came from all directions.
Dozens of ferocious-looking men rushed out of the collapsed house, their swords glowing with cold light.
"You coming or me?"
Ling Xiao's eyes sparkled with excitement, and the corners of his mouth curved in an arrogant way.
Gu Sheng glanced at him.
"Come on."
"Hey, look at me!"
Ling Xiao laughed loudly and took the initiative to greet him.
Seeing this, the evil cultivator disciples were furious and drew their swords. ——
Bang! clang! clang!
The sound of metal collisions sounded one after another, and all the swords that struck Ling Xiao were bounced away, leaving not even a white mark.
"This is impossible!"
The leader of the evil cultivator widened his eyes.
"Are you tickling me?"
Ling Xiao smiled evilly, and his smile suddenly turned cold.
"Have you cut enough? It's my turn."
Before he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure erupted from his body. Those evil cultivators suddenly felt like they were stuck in a quagmire, unable to move even an inch.
"No, don't!"
Someone screamed in fear.
Ling Xiao raised his hand, and a huge palm of spiritual power condensed out of thin air, crashing down like a mountain.
boom!
Dust was flying, and a huge palm print was left on the ground.
In the palm prints, those evil cultivators bleed from their seven orifices, and a few weak cultivators turned into a puddle of flesh.
"You will know the pleasure of torturing food once you have experienced it. It is very satisfying."
Ling Xiao turned around and smiled at Gu Sheng.
Gu Sheng just yawned out of boredom.
"A waste of time."
"Tch, it's not interesting."
Ling Xiao curled his lips.
At this moment, an angry shout came from the direction of the altar.
"What kind of arrogant and ignorant villain dares to act unruly under the eyes of this ancestor!"
A white-haired old man wearing a green robe stood up from the altar, his eyes flashing with blood.
Next to him knelt a middle-aged man, tremblingly reporting.
"Ancestor, it's those two cultivators. Their strength is not simple. They defeated all our people."
"A bunch of trash!"
Ancestor Lishan yelled angrily.
"Not even two young boys can handle it!"
He squinted his eyes and looked at Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao, and when he saw that they were young, he immediately became furious.
After nearly a hundred years of dominance in Qinglan City, no one has ever dared to challenge his majesty like this.
"Please also ask Ancestor to take action, kill these two arrogant children, and avenge them!"
The surviving disciples knelt down and begged.
Ancestor Lishan narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.
"Okay, okay, I will personally take action to deal with them today."
He walked slowly down the altar, and with every step he took, his aura grew stronger.
The disciples were so pressed that they could not lift their heads, and the civilians tied around the altar were wailing in pain.
"Hahaha!"
Ancestor Lishan laughed proudly as he listened to the mortal screams.
In his eyes, those two young men were already meat on the chopping block.
The harsh friction sound echoed in the empty square, like the sound of some kind of metal dragging on the stone slabs.
Ling Xiao squinted his eyes, looking at the figure slowly walking in the distance, and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"This old man looks more dignified than the elders of the Holy Land."
Ling Xiao complained in a low voice and poked Gu Sheng next to him with his elbow.
Gu Sheng heard this, looked away from a distance, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Indeed, those who didn't know would have thought it was some big shot arriving."
The two stood in the center of the square, surrounded by mortals chained in chains. Their clothes were ragged and their eyes were full of fear.
Around the square, dozens of evil cultivator disciples dressed in black stood ready, staring fiercely at the two people in the center.
Ancestor Lishan's appearance is nothing short of grandiose.
Eight strong men carried a black gold sedan with a ferocious ghost face pattern embroidered on the curtain.
In front of the sedan, two boys held copper bells and shook them every three steps, making a crisp but strange sound.
Behind the sedan, four female disciples held incense burners, and green smoke curled up, forming various twisted patterns in the air.
"Welcome ancestor!"
The evil cultivator disciples in the square shouted in unison, and their voices shook the ground slightly.
The sedan curtain was opened by a skinny hand, and Ancestor Lishan walked out slowly.
He was wearing a dark red robe, embroidered with strange runes, which glowed ominously in the sunlight.
His face was like dry tree bark, with black spots interspersed between wrinkles, but his eyes were extremely bright, with a cold light.
"You are very brave for not running away."
The sound of Ancestor Lishan is like sandpaper rubbing, which makes people feel uncomfortable all over.