Over the next ten days or so, Gu Pinglin took the three of them around the red sand several times on the pretext of exploring the surrounding terrain. Cheng Yi did not find his house, and Yan Sen and Xin Ji did not come back either.
Exploring the terrain was just an excuse. Gu Pinglin had been here in his previous life. At that time, his Dao meridians were completely destroyed and his cultivation was completely gone. He acted more cautiously. How could he not explore in advance? He was infamous, hiding from place to place, and his cultivation was gone. He was even hunted by his father and brother. If it were someone else, he would have given up and died long ago. However, he was obsessed with a win, struggling to hold on, vowing to take revenge. It happened that the Good Fortune Cave Mansion appeared in the world, so he deliberately attracted the attention of several demon cultivators and followed them into the Immortal Cave.
Thinking back to the situation at that time, Gu Pinglin couldn't help but smile. In fact, he had no confidence at all, and used the magic cultivators, taking risky moves, and calculating all the time along the way, which was really lamentable.
Now that the time has been advanced, there are some familiar sights around him, as well as some that he has never seen before. Gu Pinglin was feeling very emotional. Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of Duan Qingming next to him out of the corner of his eye.
This person likes to stir up trouble. It's rare for him to be honest, which is a miracle.
Realizing the situation, Gu Pinglin raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
A group of people walked over here. Because there were few trees outside the sand and nothing to block the view, the two sides met each other soon. Dozens of handsome men and women surrounded a flower couch. The beauty on the couch looked a little unhappy. When she saw Gu Pinglin, she immediately put away her gloomy expression and waved her hand to signal the disciples to put down the flower couch.
The people from Huanletian were the first to arrive. Gu Pinglin was surprised: "So fast."
"We meet again so soon. Young master and Huanle Tian are destined to be together." Empress Huanxi actually stood up and bowed gracefully to Gu Pinglin. Her voice was soft and sounded very teasing, but when you think about it carefully, all she said was "destined to be together with Huanle Tian", which made the listeners feel that they were being too suspicious.
Gu Pinglin bowed and said, "My queen, I hope you are well."
"To be honest, sir, I've had a lot of worries along the way, and my hair has turned a few gray due to worry," Lady Huanxi sighed, seeming very tired. She sat back on the couch and smiled, "I can't compare to you, sir, who is free and elegant."
The loss of two inner alchemy masters for no reason was too much for her to worry about. Gu Pinglin smiled upon hearing this, and glanced at the disciples. Among the men and women, a white-clothed disciple moved two steps behind the flower couch without leaving a trace, and raised his hand to press the curtain above his head.
"I may be able to alleviate some of your worries, Your Majesty." A gentle voice sounded, with a hint of laziness.
Gu Pinglin turned to look at the person next to him.
Duan Qingming, who had restrained his edge, was indeed a gentle and elegant young man. Empress Huanxi had also noticed him, but she did not take him seriously. When she heard this, she straightened up slightly, a hint of coldness flashed across her beautiful eyes, but the smile on her face did not change: "Oh? What is this young man's name?"
"I'm Duan Qingming, and I'm also..." Duan Qingming turned his head towards Gu Pinglin who was frowning beside him, "his senior brother."
"So you are Master Duan," Lady Huanxi suddenly realized, as if she remembered something, and looked at him meaningfully, "I wonder what Master Duan meant by what he just said?"
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "Well, Duan Liu really can't bear to see the beauty frowning, so he is willing to help her to comfort her."
The happy lady's eyes turned and she asked, "Can you really solve my worries?"
"Duan Liu doesn't dare to speak nonsense."
"How do you know what I'm worried about?"
"How would you know, Madam? I don't know what you are worried about."
Lady Huanxi looked at him for a long while, chuckled, and leaned halfway on the head of the couch: "Then tell me, what am I thinking about?"
Duan Qingming said: "I guess the queen wants to find someone."
The slender fingers on the edge of the couch froze, and the happy lady stood up straight, her eyes full of affection: "Well, do you know where he is?"
Duan Qingming did not answer directly: "This question does not seem important."
Lady Huanxi laughed again and leaned back: "Then I don't know. How can you help me share my worries?"
"I really don't know where that person is," Duan Qingming said calmly, "but I know that the queen will not go looking for him."
The Joyful Lady was silent.
Who is Yan Sen? Even the Demon Realm's co-leader Wei Fengshi doesn't want to mess with him, let alone Huanle Tian? This grudge is destined to be endured.
A handsome man in white holding a bamboo flute beside the couch said, "Madam, are we just going to let it go?"
"O," Duan Qingming said, "Your Majesty's decision is very wise, why should Deputy Sect Master Shi question it."
That person was the confidant of Lady Huanxi, the deputy leader of Huanletian, Shi Ding, who was also a great inner alchemy practitioner. When he heard him ask this, he looked a little surprised: "You..."
Empress Huanxi raised her hand to stop him and sighed quietly, "Mr. Duan is indeed very thoughtful. I really don't plan to look for him."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "Since you don't plan to look for it, why bother your majesty?"
"In this case, I have indeed been asking for trouble," Lady Huanxi also smiled sweetly, "Master Duan's words have enlightened me. How can I thank you?"
Duan Qingming said modestly: "It is my honor to share the worries of the queen, so why should I thank her? However..." He paused: "It would be better if Deputy Sect Master Shi could take his eyes off my cousin."
The happy queen immediately laughed so hard that her body shook with laughter, and everyone on Happy Day also laughed together. Shi Ding remained calm, tapping his palm with the bamboo flute: "A beautiful lady is a good match for a gentleman. If you can look at our queen, what's wrong with me looking at your cousin?"
"It's not appropriate to scare people." Duan Qingming stepped aside.
Sure enough, Qi Yanfeng hid behind Gu Pinglin with a red face, wiping his tears.
"Oh my! You scared her and made her cry," Cheng Yi stepped forward quickly, "She is very timid, don't look at her, just look at me."
Shi Ling's face twitched when he heard that. He was proficient in the art of dual cultivation, but his approach was the harmony of yin and yang, and he didn't touch men. What's the point of seeing Cheng Yi
Everyone laughed even harder.
"It's the right time. Look at you, you have scared the little girl to tears." Empress Huanxi ordered with a smile on her face.
Shi Ling answered "yes" respectfully, winked at Qi Yanfeng, and then withdrew his gaze as if nothing had happened, really not looking at her.
Gu Pinglin looked at him coldly.
Because of the special way they practiced, no one was surprised if the people of Huanletian were a little unusual. However, he was truly notorious at this time. He had a face as beautiful as jade and was very good at sweet talk, but he was actually cruel and ruthless. Almost no woman who had been taken by him survived. He was also very good at making medicine and had developed many very unethical medicines. In his previous life, someone had been poisoned by his strange medicine, and even Gu Pinglin was helpless. It is unknown what method the person used to neutralize the power of the medicine later, but he could no longer be humane from then on.
"You two..." Lady Huanxi was about to speak, but suddenly warned, "Everyone be careful!"
In the blink of an eye, a strong wind blew up.
The wind was so strong that the sand and rocks on the ground rolled, and many plants were uprooted. It flew over the heads of the crowd, bringing with it a cry of surprise. Everyone was blown to and fro, and even the flower bed of Empress Huanxi could not hold up.
"This wind is weird, protect the queen!" Shi Shi shouted, and all the disciples of Huanletian gathered around the flower bed.
The wind blew up red sand all over the sky, and in a moment, the view became foggy and no one could be seen on the opposite side.
The mechanism is completed, the earth's energy rises, and the creation of heaven is in sight.
Qi Yanfeng's voice came from behind. Her cultivation was too weak and she could not withstand the wind. Gu Pinglin secretly used the Creation Art, flashed over and grabbed her arm. Then he realized something was wrong. Gu Pinglin's eyes turned cold, and the Creation Qi rushed along the opponent's arm!
However, almost at the same time, another familiar and sharp true qi also surged, taking advantage of the cultivation level and completely suppressing the true qi of creation.
Gu Pinglin heaved a sigh of relief and withdrew his hand: "Where is Miss Qi?"
"If you are a step slower, she is in Shi Ling's hands," Duan Qingming's voice sounded, "If you don't leave now, you will have no chance."
He was right. Gu Pinglin made a prompt decision: "Break the barrier and leave."
Shi Ling was indeed quite capable. He remained calm in the face of danger and set up a barrier in time to trap everyone. It was obvious that he and his group had come in too quickly, which aroused their suspicion. Shi Ling controlled Qi Yanfeng, and it was not simply because he was "lusting at his beauty", but to contain himself and Duan Qingming. This was probably also the intention of Empress Huanxi. Now was the best time to get out. Empress Huanxi believed that she had a friendship with Yan Sen and would not easily touch Qi Yanfeng. She was safe for the time being. In comparison, the things in the cave were more important.
As for Cheng Yi... Gu Pinglin shook his head.
Duan Qingming didn't care about Cheng Yi's life or death. Fortunately, Cheng Yi's first reaction when encountering something was to run. He ran away when the wind started, so he was not trapped by the seasonal barrier. He was so familiar with the immortal Jiao Pa Zheng Zhuo bed changing Sheng Xinglong
The Creation Qi and the Heaven-Repairing Qi were running at the same time, one was upright and broad, the other was fierce and overbearing, the two forces wiped out a corner of the Inner Alchemy cultivator's barrier with a devastating force, and before they could react, the two had already escaped.
About half an hour later, the wind stopped and the vision gradually became clear. Everywhere I looked was a mess. What was even more unbelievable was that the red sand land hundreds of miles ahead had disappeared without a trace.
In front of me, a towering black shadow stood in the sun. It was a huge rock mountain, several hundred feet high. It appeared completely out of thin air, occupying the position of the red sand, as if it had emerged from the ground.
The two men came out from their hiding place.
Duan Qingming looked up at the sky and said, "I can't control the wind. It seems I need to find the entrance and go up from the inside."
The time had moved forward, and the location of the entrance to the Creation Cave had not changed. Gu Pinglin quickly found it by following his memory. The entrance was very eye-catching. There was a huge gap on the outer wall of the stone mountain. From the outside, you could see the high stone wall inside. The wide and flat Yellowstone Avenue led to different directions on the left and right. The fire altar beside the road was burning quietly. This Creation Cave was simply a huge, unmanned castle.
Duan Qingming stepped into the gap and exclaimed, "Huh?"
Gu Pinglin had anticipated his reaction and walked in calmly.
This is a true place of inheritance. The ancestor's ideal inheritor is actually a newcomer with outstanding talent who has just entered the path of Taoism. The lower the realm, the easier it is to see the talent, and the purer the new skills are learned. Therefore, this place suppresses outsiders. The lower the cultivation level, the less suppression you receive. Your own cultivation in the previous life was wasted, and this outsider has taken advantage of it.
"Interesting," Duan Qingming thought about it and sighed with a smile, "You are strong-willed and intelligent. It's obvious that this ancestor is looking for you."
How can a beginner dare to enter the immortal world
In his previous life, most of what he heard from him were jokes and ridicule. When he suddenly heard such an evaluation, Gu Pinglin looked at him strangely, said nothing, and walked forward without even looking at the forks in the road on either side.
The flames were burning fiercely, and there was no sunlight in the cave, but it was still as bright as day. There was a whistling sound in the ears, but there was no wind blowing. It should be the sound of the earth's air rising.
A stone pillar appeared in front of him, no more than ten feet high and as thick as a bucket. Nine sword marks remained on the upper part, crisscrossing and disorderly, as if someone had casually slashed it. A thin "gauze curtain" hung in front of the pillar. The gauze moved without wind. If you look closely, it's not gauze at all, but wandering sword intent! These sword intents are very powerful and different, making people wonder what the consequences of rashly entering are - they will definitely be cut into pieces, and their tendons and veins will be broken, right
Just as Gu Pinglin expected, Duan Qingming did not hesitate and walked towards the Sword Intent Pass first.
Gu Pinglin raised his eyebrows.
As expected, the sword intent released by Duan Qingming was immediately besieged, and the nine kinds of sword intents were restless and competed with it. Duan Qingming has always been conceited, how could he give in on the sword? He walked towards the inside of the pass step by step, the sword intent on his body became stronger and stronger, and his steps became slower and slower.
He couldn't succeed like this. This level was set by the ancestor himself. When facing a strong opponent, he would become stronger. There was only one way to break it.
Gu Pinglin looked at it for a while, pursed his lips, and easily stepped into the sword intent barrier.
The Art of Creation is a righteous sword cultivation technique, gentle and broad. The true meaning of this level is actually the word "acceptance". Those who come here must be open-minded and open-minded, so that they can better integrate with the true meaning of the technique. As long as you empty your sea of consciousness and accept these different sword intentions, you can pass it smoothly. This level is not the most difficult, but I was stuck here for the longest time in my previous life, and later I guessed a way to break it.
Duan Qingming was wrong. The successor the ancestor was looking for was not him.
In fact, it was not just Gu Pinglin. There were very few people who could pass this level. Even if they guessed the solution, who would dare to risk their lives to try it? Many people stopped here and chose other routes.
Gu Pinglin successfully passed the Sword Intent Pass and looked back.
His gentle temperament was gone, there was no sword in his hand, but the sword was everywhere. Duan Qingming was still confronting the nine sword intentions. However, no matter how strong his sword intention was, how could it compare to the sword intention of the ancestor? The more he pressed forward, the more powerful the encirclement and suppression he attracted. Not only could he not take another half a step forward, but he was pushed back by the sword net, and the soles of his feet rubbed against the ground.
He had come here himself, so how could he not guess the solution? Being overconfident was a common problem of this person.
Gu Pinglin didn't wait for him, nor did he persuade him to give up. He just went forward alone.
After about an incense stick of time, a wide staircase appeared in front of us. The staircase extended upward, and at the end was a stone wall. It seemed that there was no road at all.
Of course there is a way, there is a door on the stone wall, but when Gu Pinglin came in his previous life, the mechanism had already been cracked, saving a lot of time, but now it takes a lot of effort. Gu Pinglin roughly guessed that this door was related to the sword, and tried several times, but still couldn't find a definite way.
Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.
Gu Pinglin carefully checked the stone wall from top to bottom several times, and even checked the walls, steps, railings and the ground next to it, but he still had no clue. Gu Pinglin couldn't help but stop, put his hand on the railing, face the stone wall, frowned and thought.
Suddenly, a sharp sound was heard behind me!
Nine sounds rang out one after another, vibrating the stone walls in the cave and causing a shrill echo that almost pierced the eardrums.
Yingmu instantly became alert, and Gu Pinglin subconsciously turned around and looked around for the source of the sound.
It's outside.
Gu Pinglin's expression changed slightly, and he flew back the way he came without thinking.
In a moment, the sword barrier was right in front of him.
Gu Pinglin stopped suddenly.
The hairband was cut in half by the sword, and a few strands of black hair were scattered on the ground. The white clothes were also cut into many small holes, stained with blood, and the sword wound on the chest was even more shocking. However, the man put his hands behind his back as if nothing had happened, and looked up at the nine sword marks on the pillar. His cold eyebrows reflected the firelight, and the corners of his lips seemed to be raised, as if he was holding a faint sneer.
The sword barrier has disappeared.
Gu Pinglin stared at the scene in front of him and the figure in a daze, and was speechless for a moment.
Just then, a burst of laughter came from the entrance, and two teams appeared at the same time.
Gu Pinglin came to his senses when he heard the familiar female voice. When he was about to take action, his arm suddenly tightened and he was pulled into a side road.
"Hey, are you still waiting for me?" A faint smell of blood spread out, and someone whispered in my ear, "Let's go."