Gu Xuanfeng didn't care about sitting in the hall, talking about some things about the man in black, but it was of no use to him.
Handed the purple spirit grass to the shopkeeper, took the door plate and walked upstairs, followed by the man in black.
Gu Xuanfeng noticed that his whole body was swept by several or even more people with spiritual sense, and he felt very uncomfortable.
"Huh!" The black-robed man snorted softly, and the breath was released from his body, and those who swept his body and Gu Xuanfeng's body with their spiritual senses quickly withdrew their spiritual senses.
The people in the hall had surprised expressions on their faces. The black robe set up a stall in the small town for two days, and offended people who refined souls and formed people, but he did not reveal his own realm, so many people thought he was at most The realm of soul refining.
But what I didn't expect was that the black-robed man turned out to be in a perfect state, and would step into the Great Perfection at any time, so the people in the hall were more or less surprised, and some even showed a look of horror.
Gu Xuanfeng came to the room, opened the door, and swept around. The room was very simple.
A table with a teapot and three teacups on the table, a bed erected in the northwest corner, and a window in the north is closed tightly.
The man in black came in, closed the door, waved a formation from his hand, dropped it under the table and disappeared.
"In the Lower Jin Dynasty." The black-robed man cupped his hands towards Gu Xuanfeng and said.
"Gu Xuanfeng." Gu Xuanfeng cupped his hands in response, waving his hands to the round chair.
Pu Zhong sat down.
Gu Xuanfeng picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Puzhong, and sat down by himself.
"Brother Gu?" Puzhong Youxu asked anxiously.
Gu Xuanfeng felt that Puzhong seemed a little anxious, lightly tapped his head, retracted his right hand, and took out a blood essence the size of an index finger from the table, only a few centimeters in size.
Puzhong picked up the blood essence and looked it over. Although the blood essence was only a few centimeters in size, there were several cracks all over his body.
The palm was clenched tightly, a strong blood energy entered the body, and he opened the hand while breathing, he should feel the dead energy on the meridians dissipate.
Gu Xuanfeng looked at Pu Zhong without turning his eyes, and saw a black air drifting out from the sleeve of his right robe while he was breathing. It was exactly what he thought, his meridians were tainted with death air, no wonder he felt that He has a trace of death.
"Are you a tomb robber?" Gu Xuanfeng blurted out, he definitely wanted to ask, but he didn't expect to blurt out directly.
"Ah?" Pu Zhong panicked for a moment.
Hastily waved his hand and said: "No, the death aura was inadvertently entered a resting place, so I accidentally got it."
Gu Xuanfeng nodded, but did not speak.
Puzhong took out the piece of black lacquered copper and rotten iron from his bosom, threw the piece of iron on the table as if throwing rubbish, held the blood essence, cupped his hands towards Gu Xuanfeng and said: "Brother Gu, this time Thanks a lot."
"No need." Gu Xuanfeng said casually.
After nearly half an hour, Puzhong took his leave.
In half an hour, Gu Xuanfeng understood why the small town attracted so many people, because there was Tongtian Pill here.
As the name suggests, the Tongtian Pill can be broken through 100%, so the Tongtian Pill is the elixir that all soul-passing realms dream of.
Tongtian is divided into three realms: Xiaotongtian, Datongtian, and Tongtian. Only at the level of the sky can one become a strong person, and it is difficult to break through to the level of the sky.
Therefore, anyone who is in the soul realm wants to lay a good foundation for the next realm, and Gu Xuanfeng is no exception. Before going again, he must stabilize the realm.
As soon as Puzhong left, Gu Xuanfeng picked up the black lacquered iron sheet, looking around, there was a little rust on the iron sheet, which couldn't be scratched off even with spiritual energy.
Gu Xuanfeng held the iron sheet in his hand, looked left and right to see nothing, his aura swept across the iron sheet, and found that it was just an ordinary iron sheet, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind: "Could it be that it was originally a piece of iron?" Broken copper and iron?"
After that, Gu Xuanfeng tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't figure out what the iron plate was for, and his scalp felt numb immediately.
Water and fire are incompatible, and spiritual energy does not invade.
Temporarily having no idea, I had no choice but to throw the iron piece in the cloth bag, walked to the bed and sat up cross-legged.
It's not long before the opening of the resting place. I don't know if the time has come to stabilize the realm.
Gu Xuanfeng shook his head, closed his eyes, and circulated the Tianxuan divine body.
Silver-blue aura emanates from the body, like a flame floating outside the body.
A silhouette of a figure slowly rose up from the top of Gu Xuanfeng's head. There were more than a dozen cracks on the silhouette of the figure. The cracks were very small. If you look closely, you will find some silver-blue spiritual energy seeping out of the cracks.
When night falls.
Two figures were touching the building tiles carefully, coming slowly, leaning against the window to stop the movement in the room.
Gu Xuanfeng frowned. He naturally sensed that someone was at the window, but he didn't react. He didn't have to worry about the presence of a patrol.
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Three days later, a bell rang throughout the town, and the town became boiling, and everyone's face was full of anticipation.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
On a gorgeous ancient building, there stands a woman wearing a purple dress with a picture of a golden dragon on it, with long black hair, a delicate face, and black eyes staring into the distance.
"Brother He...it's quite early." A tall and straight young man walked slowly, with silver hair blowing in the wind, followed by a woman with a pink face and watery eyes looking around curiously. The two are Liu Qingzong and Liu Qing.
"Everyone came quite early." A voice came from outside the pavilion, with a slightly lazy look.
One person sits casually against the wall at the foot of the pavilion, his face becomes a little sad, this person is Xiaoyaoyou
"Haha... Could it be that such a big scene is waiting for you?" A loud voice came in from outside the pavilion, and a bloody smell was already pungent before people arrived.
It is Lin Ye.
"It seems that Yang Mansi from Tianxiangmen hasn't arrived yet." Liu Qingzong swept around, his spiritual sense was also released, and he didn't notice her aura.
"Huh... I didn't see Tianju in Tianshan, could it be that it has been eaten by a fierce beast?" Lin Ye looked around, with a smile on his face, Nan Nan said.
"Haha, isn't it possible that Brother Lin has a high opinion of others?" A loud laugh came from outside the pavilion door, with a hint of teasing.
"I don't have any admiration for the dragon's body, I only envy your lord's head." Hearing this, Lin Ye froze for a moment, then turned to look outside the door.
Crack!
Tianju pushed open the door, walked in slowly, sat cross-legged on the building pillars, looked around with his eyes, and when he swept across the forest, he hummed softly and closed his eyes.
Liu Qingzong didn't know what the quarrel between the two was, but it could be seen from Lin Ye what he had experienced.
Lin Ye's purple scales were covered with traces and blood stains, and his body exuded a very strong smell of blood, as if he had stepped out of hell, full of murderous aura.