The man was wearing a black Taoist robe. He was not tall and even looked a little thin. His face was extremely pale and there was a hint of murderous aura in the fluctuations of his energy. He was actually a demon cultivator.
Gu Pinglin remained calm: "What are you talking about, Your Excellency?"
The demon cultivator stretched out his hand: "Nonsense, hand over the demon pill."
Seeing the bony claw-like hand, Gu Pinglin confirmed his guess. Among the magic cultivators, soul refining usually causes a weak constitution. This person is probably from the Yugui Sect.
"Did you change the signs on the road?" Gu Pinglin asked.
"It was just a coincidence. It's a pity that you didn't fall for it," the demon cultivator laughed strangely, "Never mind, you can't escape anyway, just hand over the demon pill and you can still live."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "Since you are pleased with me, Senior, we two will naturally send you off. Why do you need to give me instructions?"
The demon cultivator laughed and said, "You are quite sensible."
"We are not as skilled as others, what can we do?" Duan Qingming sighed, "Xiao Jiu, give it to him."
Gu Pinglin didn't say anything. He took out the Hook Snake Demon Pill and threw it over.
The demon pill flew out of their hands, and the two of them flew away into the air at the same time as if they had a tacit understanding.
Not to mention that the demon cultivators are brutal by nature, there are many great cultivators of the righteous path surrounding them now. This demon cultivator has been hiding in the swamp for several months. In order not to expose his whereabouts, how could he let the two of them leave
As expected, countless soul shadows emerged from the fog and blocked the two people's way.
"Boy, you know the consequences and still want to run away?" The demon cultivator held the soul flag in his hand and laughed, "Since you are sensible, I will give you a quick death. If you are lucky enough to become a vengeful spirit, we can be friends."
Feeling the pressure of the realm, Gu Pinglin was relieved instead. The other party should be just a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm.
"The third stage of Qi Refining," Duan Qingming smiled, and a familiar glow reappeared in his eyes, "How is it, Xiaojiu?"
"We can fight." Gu Pinglin answered simply.
The realm suppression was indeed powerful. Even though Duan Qingming had already entered the Qi Refining Realm, an ordinary cultivator would almost certainly be defeated if he were at the first level of Qi Refining against the third level of Qi Refining. But Duan Qingming was Duan Qingming, not to mention Gu Pinglin. The two of them had just rested and were fully capable of fighting.
The demon cultivator activated the soul spell, and the evil spirits rushed over with a gloomy wind. The two immediately stood back to back, forming a defensive posture. The methods of the demon cultivators were always evil. These evil spirits were forcibly refined from resentful spirits. They were full of resentment and would pounce on people to eat their flesh and blood for revenge. Once they got close to them, it would be very disadvantageous.
"Ready!" Duan Qingming raised his hand, and the Gu Ying sword was half unsheathed.
Gu Pinglin was about to answer, but unexpectedly at this moment, a sword energy came from the sky!
The sword energy was chilling and instantly destroyed the Yinfeng barrier!
"Tiancan Sect?" The demon cultivator was shocked and had no time to collect the evil spirits back into the banner. Those evil spirits had already turned into pieces and disappeared with screams.
Absolute realm suppression, the opponent is at least an outer alchemy cultivator! The demon cultivator knew that something was wrong. Although he felt sorry for those evil spirits, he did not dare to fight. He collected the soul flag and fled.
How could the other party let him escape? The heavy sword spun in the air, and the sword energy was like a string of arrows, hitting the half-weathered figure.
Blood mist burst out from his body, and the demon cultivator screamed and fell into the swamp.
This vicious sword technique was so impressive that Gu Pinglin was surprised: "Zhou Yi?"
The heavy sword was put away, and the man fell from the clouds. He was wearing gray clothes and had a face as cold as a rock. The only thing missing was his right ear. It was Zhou Yi, one of the "Four Swordsmen of Tiancan".
The messy hair on his forehead trembled in the wind. Zhou Yi didn't even look at the two of them. While the demon cultivator's body had not yet sunk, he quickly used the tip of his sword to pick up the Sea-Swallowing Bag on his body, took out the Hook Snake Demon Pill from it, then threw the bag away and flew away.
I didn't expect him to be nearby, and the demon pill I worked so hard to obtain was ultimately lost. Gu Pinglin shook his head and turned to look at Duan Qingming.
Duan Qingming collected the Gu Ying Sword as if nothing had happened: "What a pity."
Gu Pinglin said: "Don't think about it."
"How could I?" Duan Qingming said with a smile, "You always don't trust me."
Trust? Gu Pinglin hummed: "Anyway, I owe you this demon pill, so don't pursue this matter any further."
Duan Qingming said: "First it was the Xuanming Sect, and now it's the Tiancan Sect. I didn't realize you have such a wide range of friends."
Gu Pinglin looked in the direction Zhou Yi left and did not answer.
In the previous life, I was regarded as a scum by the cultivation world and was hunted by my family and enemies, but I unexpectedly survived once at the hands of Zhou Yi. Probably because my Dao meridian was destroyed, I was completely a useless person at that time. Tiancan Sect was friendly to the disabled, so he would let me go. But no matter what, it was true that I had received his kindness, but it was a pity that I didn't have the chance to repay him in the previous life.
Gu Pinglin thought Chang Jinxin was anxious and was about to urge her to leave when Bu Shuihan's anxious voice suddenly came from the fog.
"Junior Brother Gu, are you there? Junior Brother Gu--"
"Brother Bu!"
It turned out that Chang Jinxin received a distress message and immediately set off to Luoyan Swamp. As it was related to the disciples of Xuanming Sect, Yan Feixiu naturally could not stand idly by and followed along. However, she received a message from Qu Lin on the way and learned that there were ferocious beasts in the swamp. The two of them were scared out of their wits. Gu Pinglin and Duan Qingming were regarded as the future of Lingxin Sect by Yue Songting. How could they be allowed to get into trouble? Chang Jinxin was extremely anxious. She didn't care about anything at the moment and directly asked for help from Chen Qian and Bu Shuihan in the Broken Soul Forest. For this, she used a priceless teleportation talisman. Originally, Chen Qian came here, but there was only one teleportation talisman, which was snatched by Bu Shuihan. When they went out, all three of them were scolded.
Chen Qian's words were never very pleasant to hear.
"Who do you think you are?"
"You have only a few bones in your body, yet you think you are a hero!"
"If someone with such low cultivation level were to die, outsiders would just laugh their heads off!"
…
Gu Pinglin lowered his head and said nothing.
Duan Qingming said humbly: "Brother, you are scolding us. We know we are wrong."
Seeing the two of them like this, Chen Qian gradually stopped scolding and said to Gu Pinglin with a cold face: "You should understand how much effort the master has put into you."
Gu Pinglin knelt down.
Duan Qingming half-knelt down and said, "It's all my fault. Please punish me, Senior Brother."
Only Bu Shuihan raised his handsome face and said, "It's just killing a ferocious beast, what's the big deal! Junior Brother Gu has such courage at the Na Yuan realm, it's fine if you don't reward him, but he deserves such scolding!"
"You!" Chen Qian's anger rose again, "You just can't change your bad habits!"
"Master has said that life and death are determined by fate. A man only wants to fight to his heart's content. Why should he be afraid of death?"
Chen Qian blasted a big hole in the grass with his palm, pointed at him and said to Chang Jinxin: "Please tell me the rules of the sect!"
…
Because of the ferocious beast incident, all the disciples were recalled in advance. This time, even Chang Jinxin was unusually angry, and asked Gu Pinglin and Duan Qingming to reflect on their mistakes separately, and no one else was allowed to disturb them.
Gu Pinglin lay on the grass with his hands under his head.
In the previous life, the trap of Luoyan Swamp was accidentally opened by a casual cultivator named Zhang Daomin more than 30 years later. This person was extremely unlucky and was pecked to death on the spot by the trapped Yanque. It happened that a passing Xiyuan disciple saw it, so there was no mystery left for ages. Fortunately, I had cultivated the Creation Art in advance, and Yanque mistakenly thought it was the ancestor of Baichuan and did not dare to act rashly, otherwise the consequences would be serious.
So many things have changed nowadays, will they also affect me in the future
Gu Pinglin looked sideways at a place not far away.
Chang Jinxin's order was useful to the disciples of Lingxin Sect, but it could not stop the enthusiasm of outsiders. Several disciples of Xuanming Sect were surrounding Duan Qingming and talking to him, looking very grateful, not knowing that this "benefactor" was the culprit who caused the casualties of their fellow disciples. Gu Pinglin sneered.
"Brother Gu?" A low voice came.
"Hmm?" Gu Pinglin immediately retracted his gaze and sat up, "Miss Qu."
Qu Lin was a little shy at first, but she smiled when she heard that.
The two were still young boys and girls, so calling her "girl" was a bit too serious. Gu Pinglin didn't smile. Thinking back to that night, he felt ashamed to face her. After a long while, he said, "Are you okay?"
Qu Lin was about to answer when she heard Duan Qingming call out, "Is that Junior Sister Qu over there?"
Qu Lin exclaimed, "Ah!" and quickly said, "It's me."
Duan Qingming smiled and said, "I have waited for a long time but Junior Sister still hasn't shown any favor to me. It seems that Junior Sister has long forgotten me."
Several disciples of the Xuanming Sect were alive because of him. Qu Lin felt embarrassed when he heard this, and whispered to Gu Pinglin, "Thank you very much." Then he ran away quickly with a red face.
Duan Qingming was still gentle and polite, and his conversation was humorous. Qu Lin had just sat down for a while when she was amused by him and smiled.
Gu Pinglin was stunned.
Obviously he did it on purpose. Could it be that he was still...
Noticing Qu Lin's secret gaze towards him, Gu Pinglin lay down again and closed his eyes.
The girl's affection was too obvious. It was because of me that she and Duan Qingming ended up like that in their previous life. How could I accept her with peace of mind in this life
Even after being reborn, the nightmare-like scene always lingered in Gu Pinglin's mind and could not be shaken off.
An unforgettable nightmare.
…
The beautiful, slender fingers were firmly clasping his chin, and the pair of enchanting eyes were less than three inches away from him. He could even clearly see the anger surging in the depths of the black pupils.
He showed no fear, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Kill me if you want."
The man looked down at him for a long while, then suddenly threw him to the ground and said in a disdainful voice, "It's dirty."
I don't want to kill him for fear of dirtying my hands.
The contempt from the opponent can break people's hearts more than any vicious words. Gu Pinglin suddenly raised his head and looked at him, trembling all over, extremely angry.
What qualifications does this person have to say this? He killed Bu Shuihan, played with innocent people, and was cold-hearted and cold-blooded. How much cleaner is this person than himself!
"So what?" He finally lost his mind, sneered, and said without thinking, "She came to me on her own initiative, so of course I have to enjoy it. You don't know how happy we were that night..."
The next moment, he was in that man's hands again.
It was the first time I saw that man completely enraged, his thin lips curved charmingly, a cold, venomous smile invading his eyes.
He immediately closed his eyes and waited for death.
"Don't worry," a light laugh came from my ear, and the man said word by word, "I won't kill you, Gu Pinglin."
One hand was placed on his pubic area.
He suddenly opened his eyes: "You..."
The premonition turned into reality, and powerful true energy was injected into the body, bringing the most profound despair that was more terrifying than death.
No--
Gu Pinglin opened his eyes, looked at that face, shuddered immediately, and shrank back instinctively.
"Hmm?" Duan Qingming seemed to be thinking about something. He leaned closer to him and smiled, "Are you afraid of me?"
It was already dark, with flames flickering all around and the sound of disciples talking non-stop.
The faint firelight illuminated his handsome face, his high nose bridge cast a large shadow, and his flickering eyes were still hard to read, but not as cold as he remembered.
It's a dream.
A cruel dream.
Gu Pinglin exhaled softly and sat up slowly: "It's just a nightmare."
"With me?"
"You are just being sentimental."
Gu Pinglin looked at the beautiful figure beside the fire and finally loosened his fist in his sleeve.