The Duan family is the secret collaborator of the Demon Realm and the other mastermind of the Sea Bone Pit Incident.
This incident caught Gu Pinglin off guard.
In the previous life, the Xuanming Sect suffered the least losses. In addition, Qu Lin's appearance in Yongbi Bay the day before yesterday was too coincidental, and he looked very much like the contact person. Therefore, after receiving the letter from Master Wei Feng, Gu Pinglin suspected the Xuanming Sect. Even if he found something fishy about Gu Yingjian, he just thought that someone was trying to frame Duan Qingming.
Until he put forward the conditions for Jie Yicao.
There may be many aquatic elixirs at the bottom of the sea, but how could there be the herb of elixirs that grows in the arid land of fire
This condition does not require the Jieyi grass, but requires going to the sea bone pit.
He wanted to kill himself, but how could he know that something would happen in the sea bone pit? Even the exact time
He had discovered the conspiracy long ago.
As for the exact time, maybe it was told to him by the elder of the Duan family, or maybe he deduced it himself based on the geomantic omen.
As for why Gu Pinglin ruled out the possibility that Cheng was the one who reported the news, there was a reason for this.
Cheng was extremely protective of her disciples. She usually didn't care about other things, but if her disciples were bullied, she would definitely investigate to the end. In her previous life, her disciples were among those insignificant disciples who died in the Xuanming Sect. If she knew that her disciples were used as sacrifices, how could she let it go? Moreover, although Cheng was Zhan Renjie's junior sister, she was still one step away from the power center of the Xuanming Sect. Zhan Renjie was afraid that he would not tell her such a confidential matter.
Of course, this does not mean that you were not from the Xuanming Sect in your previous life.
In the previous life, the incident in Haijing happened many years later. At that time, Gu Pinglin had become the head of Lingxin Sect, and Lingxin Sect was about to become a first-class sect. Duan Qingming was also already a well-known swordsman, and the reputation of Xuanming Sect reached its peak. It was reasonable that Master Weifeng would seek cooperation with Xuanming Sect to eliminate possible competitors in the future.
Now that Master Weifeng is looking for the Duan family to cooperate, is it a repeat of the story of the previous life, or a change in the dark
Everything became a mystery.
Gu Pinglin checked Bu Shuihan's injuries and stood up again.
There is no point in investigating the cause. The most important thing right now is to find a way to get out of the sea bone pit alive.
However, the Sea Bone Pit was created by the temporary severing of the earth veins. The bottom of the pit is actually the earth vein road! Six days later, the masters of the Demon Realm and the Duan family will guide the earth energy back to its place. At that time, the majestic earth energy will swallow everything! Who can compete with the power of heaven and earth? Thinking of how many masters died at the bottom of the pit, how easy is it to survive until noon
Xin Ji said, "It is always unsafe to be alone. Although my cultivation is shallow, I believe I will not be a burden. I will go with Master Gu this time. What medicine do you want to find?"
"I'll go too," Jiang Ruoxu stood up, "It will be easier to find him if there are more people."
Gu Pinglin did not mention the Jieyi grass, and waved his hand: "Junior Brother Bu needs someone to take care of him. We can't always trouble our friends in Penglai. Senior Brother Jiang and Senior Brother Leng stay and find a way to get in touch with the sect. Senior Brother Duan knows something about this poison, so he should stay too. Gan Li's cultivation is not good enough, but Senior Wang is knowledgeable. Let him accompany me this time."
The Lingxin Sect didn't have many people, Jiang Ruoxu thought for a moment and said, "Well, Junior Brother, please be careful."
Saving lives is the most important thing, and inheriting the secret realm is secondary. Gu Pinglin made arrangements, and no one from the Lingxin Sect objected. Xin Ji was greatly relieved when he heard that he was allowed to go down.
"When will you leave, brother?"
"It will be tomorrow without further delay."
In fact, the focus of this trip is to come out after the earth's energy returns to its place. It is not important when to go down. However, Gu Pinglin decided to go down early. He also had his own plans. After making arrangements here, he went out to check the situation. He happened to see Nanzhu, Jun Muzhi and others hurriedly walking out of the gate.
"What's going on?" Gu Pinglin asked the guard.
"Master Gu," the guard bowed first, then replied in a low voice, "The old and sick master of Tiancan Sect has arrived and wants to see Envoy Jun Ling."
The leader of the Tiancan Sect, Laobing Zhenren, is a notoriously ruthless person who seldom shows up in public. However, he is one of the most untouchable people in the world of cultivation. Many people would be surprised to see him - Laobing Zhenren, it is true that he is sick, but he is not old.
There was a tattered wooden couch on the sea, and a thin middle-aged man was half-lying on the couch, with disheveled hair and a yellow face. He was gasping weakly and looked like he would die at any time. There was nothing under his robe, and it was obvious that he had no legs.
Zhou Yi stood beside the couch holding a sword, his expression cold. Behind him stood dozens of Tiancan Sect disciples, some with one eye or broken arms, and some with disfigured faces, their faces ferocious and weird.
The fierce reputation of Tiancan Sect and this kind of scene made many people feel scared. Even though Jun Muzhi was eloquent, he felt his scalp tingling and was very nervous.
Nanzhu stepped forward and clasped his fists in greeting: "Master, I am Nanzhu, the Lord of Penglai. I am honored to meet you."
The old sick man did not return the greeting: "You are Nanzhu."
Seeing his disrespectful attitude, everyone in Penglai was angry, but Nanzhu held back and said, "That's right, I have heard of your great name for a long time, and I am fortunate to meet you today. Your reputation is well-deserved."
The word "senior" changed the two people's status from equal leaders to senior and junior, which also barely explained the other party's refusal to return the gift and saved a little face.
The Old and Sick Master then looked him over and laughed: "You're getting old, it's really the younger generation's turn to dominate the world." After saying that, he gasped again.
Nanzhu invited, "Since you are here, why don't you come in and talk?"
"No," the old and sick master panted and waved his hands. When he felt better, he continued, "I just came to see my new disciple. Where is he?"
Jun Muzhi was quick-witted and immediately came out and knelt down, "Disciple Jun Muzhi, I pay my respects to the master."
"Is it you?" The old and sick master waved kindly, "Come closer, I want to take a closer look."
The Tiancan sect members were famous for their eccentric personalities, and it might be difficult to fool the sect leader. Jun Muzhi felt uneasy and couldn't help looking at Zhou Yi.
Before Zhou Yi could say anything, the old and sick master smiled and said, "Why, you don't want to?"
"Disciple dare not." Jun Muzhi walked to the front of the couch and knelt down again.
The old and sick Taoist asked, "Are you disabled?"
Nanzhu said hurriedly: "My brother has a damaged memory."
"Oh? Memory..." The old man nodded in understanding, "Do you still remember your family and brothers?"
"Master, I remember." Jun Muzhi was also smart. The excuse of memory loss was already far-fetched enough. If he answered "I don't remember", it would be even more suspicious.
“It’s really difficult to deal with the damage to the memory…” The old and sick immortal suddenly raised his hand and placed it on the top of his head.
Everyone's face changed.
"Wait a minute, senior!" Nanzhu shouted.
"Master!" Zhou Yi took a step forward.
The old sick master didn't move, but raised his eyebrows: "What's the hurry?"
If he wanted to take the opportunity to destroy Jun Muzhi's consciousness, Jun Muzhi would really become "memory-depleted". The excuse was given by her own side, so Nanzhu had to bow again: "Please, Master, look at Lord Pingcang's face."
"We have to give face to Lord Pingcang, and we also have to follow the rules of Tiancan Sect," the old and sick Taoist still had a gentle attitude, but his tone was no longer smiling. He looked at Jun Muzhi, "What are you afraid of?"
If I had known this earlier, I would have rather given up an ear. Jun Muzhi was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat and forced a smile, saying, "My disciple's brain is not working well anymore, and I don't want to become even more stupid and affect my cultivation."
"Well, you are a smart man." The old and sick master let go of his hand, "I also hope that you will not be more stupid in the future. Get up."
Everyone then breathed a sigh of relief.
This test was extremely dangerous. Jun Muzhi was secretly frightened and regretted trying to be clever. He stood up and faced Zhou Yi's mocking gaze. He felt even more embarrassed. He lowered his head and retreated into the group of disciples. However, he was frightened by the looks and unfriendly eyes of the surrounding Tiancan Sect disciples. After reacting, he immediately slipped behind Zhou Yi.
The old sick man waved his hands feebly: "It's done, let's go."
Jun Muzhi didn't dare to say anything more at this time and shook his head at Nanzhu.
Nanzhu was dejected.
Everyone from the Tiancan Sect was about to leave when suddenly, a loud laugh was heard from mid-air. Everyone stopped to watch, and saw an old man in a short shirt falling from the sky. He had a burly build and a ferocious face. Who else could it be but the Sword Demon Yan Sen!
"Sure enough, it's here. It's easy for me to find him!" Yan Sen pulled Gu Pinglin, "Where's the one with the surname Duan?"
Gu Pinglin did not answer.
Yan Sen pinched his throat and threatened: "You won't tell me?"
"I haven't seen you for many years. Brother Yan has such a bad temper." The old and sick master said.
"You fucking ..." Yan Sen turned around and was about to curse, but when he saw who the other person was, he stopped and let go of Gu Pinglin, "Lianyu?"
The old and sick master sighed, and said with a dying smile: "Brother Yan, how are you?"
Yan Sen gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. As long as you are here, I won't touch anyone from the Lingxin Sect." After saying that, he disappeared like a gust of wind.
The Old and Sick Master probably laughed a little too much and started breathing rapidly. He half-lay on the couch with his eyes closed to rest. Several disciples of the Tiancan Sect came over and lifted up the wooden couch, and the group slowly walked away.
After Jun Muzhi left, Nanzhu was obviously depressed, but this change might not be a bad thing for him. Gu Pinglin saw it, comforted him a few words, and then went to find Duan Qingming.
The room was filled with the aroma of medicine. Duan Qingming was sitting at the table preparing medicine. In front of him were twenty or thirty fist-sized open bottles filled with various medicinal materials. On the ground in the middle of the room stood a furnace as big as a human head. It was pitch black and shiny, of extraordinary quality, and flickering flames could be seen at the bottom of the furnace.
Gu Pinglin took a deep breath and recognized it: "Centipede charcoal."
"It's centipede charcoal." Without any weighing tools, Duan Qingming just picked up a folding fan and fanned it lightly, or folded it and tapped it on the edge of the table, and the medicinal materials in the open bottles flew out and fell into the alchemy furnace. The whole process of preparing the medicine and changing the charcoal was orderly, but he was always leaning leisurely in the chair, looking gentle, without a single drop of medicinal powder or charcoal ash on his fingers.
In his previous life, Gu Pinglin hated this look of this man the most, thinking that he was just pretending. But now, looking at it from a different perspective, he finds it quite pleasing to the eye.
"Is it the antidote for the long night?"
"It's a long night."
He was more interested in poison. Gu Pinglin was not surprised. It was inevitable that he would be interested in such a special poison as Chang Ye. Even if this incident had not happened, he would have tried it. As for the antidote, Gu Pinglin was not in a hurry. If he could fully understand the toxicity, it would be easier to prepare the antidote.
Duan Qingming was thinking about preparing medicine while he said slowly, "I am so old and standing at the door. People say I neglected my junior brother. So, you are here to apologize again? How many bad things have you done to me in the past?"
Gu Pinglin laughed.
The bad things he did to himself were no less bad than what he had done to him. If we get to the bottom of it, there is absolutely no way to clear up the mess between the two.
Gu Pinglin did not go in: "I came here to make sure. If I go down, can you guarantee that Senior Brother Bu will be fine?"
Duan Qingming casually raised his folding fan, and more herbs fell into the furnace: "Are you questioning me, or are you afraid?"
Gu Pinglin did not answer.
"Gu Xiaojiu, you are afraid," he turned his head slightly and smiled comfortably, "Yue Songting's teachings and the brotherhood of the Lingxin Sect made you choose to save people, which is commendable and admirable, but you are afraid."
"It's not that I'm afraid, I just don't want to die."
“Is there a difference?”
"If a person has something he cares about in this world, he won't want to die."
"Oh?" The flames of the stove jumped, reflecting the cold lines of the nose bridge, and the yellowish light could not bring any warmth. Duan Qingming asked casually, "Then what do you care about, Bu Shuihan?"
Gu Pinglin said: "There is also the Lingxin Sect and my path."
"Path," Duan Qingming put down his folding fan, and in an instant, the spring breeze returned to the room, "Your path should not be ruined by so-called friendship and insignificant people. You should ask yourself, who is the most suitable person to accompany you."
"I have a choice?"
"You can choose again."
Choose, accept the invitation, or be obliterated.
Gu Pinglin laughed and said, "I choose to go find the Jieyi grass."
"Would you rather die?"
"I said I don't want to die, but that doesn't mean I'm afraid of death," Gu Pinglin brushed his sleeves and walked steadily towards the window, "Besides, death is too absolute. For me, there is never an absolute outcome."
"so what?"
"So, I came to say goodbye."
"No need to see you off," the person in the room paused, "What a pity, this batch of medicine is wasted." Not much emotion could be heard from the sigh.
"What a pity." Gu Pinglin repeated.