"This man has committed many evil deeds and was willing to associate with the devil. Today he has been executed, and everyone is happy!"
"Duan Daxiu hurried over here, which shows that he is very serious about eliminating evil. He is truly a role model for the younger generation!"
"Duan Daxiu Gaoyi."
…
The last ray of light in the field of vision went out, countless noisy sounds continued, but that one was the clearest.
"You will always be the loser, Gu Pinglin."
The contempt from his old enemy made Conglong's heart restless again, but he could not move even a finger except for holding on to the remaining consciousness. And the man who was the focus of everyone's attention was still calm at this moment, smiling hypocritically and humbly accepting everyone's praise.
"He would commit suicide, which shows he still has a trace of conscience." Someone sighed.
"What a joke! He knew he couldn't escape and committed suicide out of fear of being tortured!"
"He got it easy! He is a scum in the cultivation world, he deserves to be crushed to ashes!"
"good!"
…
This was an expected result. He had fought Duan Qingming regardless of everything in his life, harming his master, his fellow disciples, and countless innocent lives. He had failed his master's teachings, and it was too light to be crushed to dust. When a person dies, why should he care about his skin
"I want him." A familiar, gentle voice suddenly interrupted everyone.
In a moment, he felt himself leave the ground, and his body, which was covered in blood, dust and holes, fell into a white, clean and strange embrace.
"This is inappropriate!" Someone couldn't help but speak out to stop him, his tone full of uncontrollable hatred, "This person harmed my fellow apprentice. If I don't cut him into pieces with my own hands, I will never be able to get rid of the hatred in my heart!"
"Really?" the man paused. "What if I say I must take it away?"
In an instant, the surroundings fell into silence.
"Who dares to stop our young master?" A maid sneered arrogantly.
"You..." the other party was angry.
"Don't be rude," the man stopped the maid and said gently, "I am just discussing with you. I hope you can do me a favor."
Someone immediately came forward to help: "The man is dead, why bother about these things? Everyone knows that this man and Duan Daxiu are mortal enemies. If it weren't for Duan Daxiu, we wouldn't be able to see his true face. In my opinion, he should have been dealt with by Duan Daxiu."
"Leave it to Duan Daxiu, why should we worry?"
"That's perfect!"
"Thank you very much." The man thanked them politely and walked out of the crowd slowly.
In his arms, the blood-stained corpse gradually grew colder, but the soul that was about to dissipate and return to reincarnation suddenly became solid.
…
Soul-sending bead!
"You..." Gu Pinglin suddenly became conscious and broke out in a cold sweat. He stared at the scenery in front of him and couldn't tell what day it was.
"I'm beginning to get curious," a slow voice came from my ear, "What kind of dream would make you so nervous?"
Gu Pinglin suddenly turned to look at him, his eyes becoming clear and sharp again.
"Isn't it a little late to be on guard now?" The man lay on a simple bamboo couch, resting his head on his left arm, with his eyes half closed, as if he was talking in his sleep.
Gu Pinglin was used to him carrying miscellaneous items with him, so he didn't think it was strange and stood up.
"Yes, you want to kill me, but I still care about our friendship as fellow disciples," Duan Qingming sighed with his eyes closed, "Of course you don't have to be on guard against me."
Friendship? Gu Pinglin, contrary to his usual behavior, did not mock him. He looked at him for a long while and suddenly said, "Duan Qingming, what kind of person are you?"
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her narrow eyes opened. Duan Qingming said "Huh" and looked at him with a half-smile: "That's strange, don't you know me very well?"
"I did think so before." Gu Pinglin turned around and leaned over to fiddle with the fire.
"Oh?" Duan Qingming flicked away the leaves that were about to fall on him, as if he was intrigued. "What about now?"
Gu Pinglin said: "There are some things I don't quite understand."
The Soul-sending Orb can hold the soul for three days without dispersing. He left his body behind, used the Soul-sending Orb to collect the soul, and then went to Happy Heaven to get the Seven Realms Coffin? If everything is true, why didn't he remember these things before? His body is broken, and even if he has the Seven Realms Coffin, he can't come back to life to continue playing games with him. What should he do? This strange rebirth... What did he do? Did he ascend
"It seems that I can't tell you the answer either." Duan Qingming was not curious about the puzzling things he said and retracted his gaze, "But you can understand me from now on."
Gu Pinglin sneered: "I'm afraid you won't live that long."
"You are bent on killing your fellow brother. Aren't you afraid that the headmaster will find out?"
"Is this a threat?"
"I'm worried about you," Duan Qingming said slowly, "If the headmaster finds out, will he be curious? How are you going to explain? Oh, of course you won't lie to your most respected master. You will definitely tell him that we had something more intimate in the Creation Cave..."
He changed his posture, sword energy emanating from his body, and easily deflected the attacking palm sword: "Aren't you afraid of angering me by doing this?"
Gu Pinglin glanced at Yan Sen who was meditating not far away, and then looked at the man in front of him: "How could you, Duan Qingming, use such means to threaten your opponent?"
"That's wrong," Duan Qingming ignored the murderous aura beside him, didn't even look at him, and lay there leisurely, "I don't care about what you care about. Since we are opponents, shouldn't we take advantage of our opponents' weaknesses?"
Gu Pinglin said: "It will not be good for you if this matter spreads."
"If I'm ruined, so will you be, and there's also the Lingxin Sect," Duan Qingming said, "Fortunately, the Sect Master is nearing the end of his life, so he probably won't care too much."
Gu Pinglin said: "Is it interesting to win in this way?"
"O, you said one thing wrong," Duan Qingming said, "I never thought of winning against you."
Gu Pinglin was silent.
This is no longer the Duan Qingming of the past. In his previous life, he had won completely, and he was the only one who was obsessed with victory or defeat.
"You didn't want to win, you did it on purpose, just to see my reaction," Gu Pinglin said, "Tell me, what do you want?"
Duan Qingming suddenly raised himself up, half leaning on the edge of the couch, and moved closer to him.
Gu Pinglin raised his eyes.
Duan Qingming smiled, casually lifted the long hair on his shoulders, blew gently, and let the hair fall from his fingertips: "Of course it's as you wish. I can ignore your attempt to kill me, and you don't have to be angry. We can still be a pair of friendly brothers, and together we can strengthen your Lingxin Sect and let your master leave with satisfaction. Isn't that good?"
"Hmm?" Gu Pinglin slowly moved his eyes and considered.
"I won't say a word to anyone, you can rest assured."
The magnetic voice, the overly gentle tone, was not like the usual teasing, but more like a bewitching comfort. The narrow eyes looked over at me sideways, smiling, with an overly perfect arc at the end of the eyes, vaguely like the enchantment in the dream.
Duan Qingming is still Duan Qingming, so conceited that he can give in without reason. Gu Pinglin originally wanted him to say this, but he calmed down after hearing it: "You will pay the price for threatening Gu Jiu sooner or later, you'd better remember it."
"Thanks for the reminder," Duan Qingming asked with interest, "Should I care about the cost?"
Gu Pinglin said: "You only care about interests."
Duan Qingming said "Oh" and said, "Then I am very interested in inviting you to sleep on the same bed with me. What do you think?"
"you!"
"What's wrong?"
When he met his gaze, Gu Pinglin knew he had been tricked, and immediately calmed down and said with a stern face, "No need."
"You rejected me so quickly." Duan Qingming smiled and lay back without saying anything else.
To some extent, Duan Qingming's promise was credible. Since the two had reached a temporary settlement, Gu Pinglin also gave up the idea of taking action at all costs. The three of them walked out of the Xianjiaopa Zheng Dijiao 锪 Zhongying 11 Zhongliang Shao Yintao Pao Ya 诹 Yue Mu He Shu
"That place, I said it would change, my house disappeared just like that!"
"What a pity for the Creation Art, oh!"
“My house is gone!”
…
It turned out that Xin Ji was sent away by Duan Qingming, and he went around in circles before he learned about the opening of the cave. He hurried back, but he took the wrong path when he entered, and was trapped for several days. Finally, the cave collapsed, and he escaped by luck; Cheng Yi did not enter the cave at all, and was looking for his house outside until the terrain changed. He realized that he would never find the house, so he had to come out and wait. The two had just arrived at Lingxin Temple.
The news of the destruction of "The Art of Creation" spread at the fastest speed. Feijian Palace, Duan Family, Yuan Family, and Demon Realm witnessed it together. Wang Yong of Feijian Palace was the first to be blamed. Several great demon cultivators who had difficulty breaking through and were about to die lost their last chance and took it out on him in anger. Wang Yong fled back to Feijian Palace with serious injuries. He felt very wronged. He clearly did not do anything, but the scroll exploded. But no one was willing to believe him.
Although this incident is regrettable, more people felt relieved after learning about it.
--If "The Art of Creation" really appeared in the world, who knows how much blood and gore it would cause, with forces fighting each other and families being wiped out. In comparison, destroying it might not be a bad thing.
In addition, some people became suspicious and secretly interrogated people, resulting in some deaths. This is a story for another time.
The opening of the Creation Cave has indeed led to many stories. Driven by interests, there will always be countless ugly faces exposed, fellow disciples betrayed, relatives and friends turned against each other... One of the most talked about things is that the Queen of Joy asked the Demon Realm's co-master Wei Fengshi to issue a demonic hunting order to hunt down the former deputy sect master Shi Ling. The reason why this matter attracted much attention was not only that Shi Ling betrayed Huanle Tian, but also that he abducted the Northern Qi clan's Jiu Niang. As both of them were aristocratic families, the Yuan and Duan families wanted to help conceal it. However, the noble aristocratic girl was deceived by the evil Huanle Tian demon. How could the demon cultivators present not laugh at the joke? After the news spread, the head of the Qi family was furious and also issued a hunting order for Shi Ling.
This matter has become a hot topic of conversation in the cultivation world. Everyone is talking about it enthusiastically. Gu Pinglin just finds it funny. Qi Yanfeng was not deceived at all. It is clear that she has taken advantage of Shi Ling. This woman behaves strangely. It is hard to say whether she is impulsive or courageous to provoke someone like Shi Ling. As the saying goes, there is always someone better. Shi Ling is not a good person either. It is her fault to meet her.
The battle for inheritance was completely over, the cultivators left one after another, Fenglin Town gradually became deserted, and Gu Pinglin and others had no reason to stay any longer. Just as they were about to set off, the temple suddenly received a letter. It turned out that Nanzhu and Ji Qinnan were going to get married in March of the following year, and the invitation was delivered to Ren Ping of the sect. Ren Ping specially wrote a letter to inform the two of them.
As it was still early, Gu Pinglin decided to go back to Lingxin Sect first. They left Fenglin Town and walked to the Feijian Palace's sphere of influence and stopped.
Duan Qingming said: "I suggest that we go through Taixue Village."
Gu Pinglin said: "Thanks to you."
Everyone blamed Wang Yong for the destruction of the Creation Art, but for Wang Yong, he had already received the inheritance. If Duan Pin had not intervened to destroy it, how could the later events have happened? Now those great demon cultivators took their anger out on him, and he almost lost his life. How could he not hate him? Duan Qingming, as the legitimate son of the Duan family, would definitely have trouble entering the Feijian Palace.
To bypass Feijian Palace, the shortest route is through Taixue Village.
And Taixue Village is a famous soul realm in the cultivation world.
It is said that in ancient times, Emperor Jiang had established the Imperial Academy here and invited a great cultivator to be his teacher, specifically training cultivators for the Jiang Kingdom. The Imperial Academy Village was famous for a time, and in its heyday, it was as large as a city with hundreds of thousands of people. Who would have thought that later a demon cultivator mixed into the group of teachers. This person was extremely talented and cruel. In order to create a technique, he did not hesitate to use the lives of the entire city for experiments. Overnight, the entire Imperial Academy Village was wiped out, leaving no one alive. This experiment was related to the soul, causing those resentful souls to be unable to reincarnate and linger. Over time, they actually cultivated soul power and committed evil. Passers-by who died in the city would also be affected and become resentful souls. After tens of millions of years, the Imperial Academy Village gradually became a soul realm.
That demon cultivator was the famous Demon Ancestor Bailian. This incident made him famous in the cultivation world, but it also caused him to be exposed prematurely, bringing disaster upon himself.
The soul realm created by the Demon Ancestor himself inevitably arouses curiosity. Gu Pinglin frowned and looked at Duan Qingming: "You want to go."
"Of course," Duan Qingming said, "Being able to create the 'Nine Chapters of Spirit Refining', this person deserves the title of Demon Ancestor."
"It's a pity that he was so arrogant and conceited that he showed off his talents and died tragically at an early age."
"You come again."
Taixue Village did make many cultivators wary, but Gu Pinglin and his five companions had just returned from Xianjiao Pa's village and were very worried about the village.
The crowd changed their route to Taixue Village, and when they reached a place a hundred miles outside the city, they could see from afar: a dead village far away in the flat plain, crows and sparrows flying low over the ancient road, the city was nowhere to be seen amid the dense black cypresses, and a ghostly aura like claws rising into the sky.
The terrain in this area is very flat. It is already late, and countless ghost lights are jumping in the wilderness, which is also a wonder. The sky is full of black air, covering the entire Taixue Village, and the sound of ghosts crying can be heard faintly. The river outside the city is dry, the broken bridge is deserted, and through the gap in the outer wall, you can see the ruins of the city, the gloomy wind is bleak, and low-level wandering souls are floating.
"Someone." Yan Sen narrowed his eyes.
A group of people hurriedly rushed out from the gap and happened to meet Gu Pinglin and others. Both sides were a little surprised.
Gu Pinglin recognized him: "Brother Nie?"