A broken mind is not harmful in itself, nor will it cause any harm, but this thing is like a frightened mind, and it will not recover for a while, and during this period, the mind, consciousness, and consciousness are all affected It's very fragile. If you use your spiritual power at this time and display your supernatural powers, there is a danger of going crazy, and if you don't do well, you will be backlashed.
In the magnificent and luxurious venue, there was silence at the moment.
There were seven or eight hundred people in the audience, one counted as one, and all of them were paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud.
Those with weak cultivation, looked groggy, with a dazed look on their faces, not knowing what happened at all.
Those who are strong in cultivation, after their consciousness reacts, are deeply terrified, as if they have suffered a catastrophe, and they are terrified.
There were only two people standing in the audience.
One of them is Fei Que.
From beginning to end, Fei Kui always stood by the table, bowed his body, lowered his head, and held a jug in his hand, ready to pour wine at any time. He looked like a loyal servant, just like here What happened has nothing to do with him. He has only one task, and that is to serve the young master well and be a competent servant.
Besides Fei Kui, the other person standing was Gu Qingfeng.
She was still dressed in clean white clothes, without any decorations on the white clothes. The white clothes were like snow, in stark contrast to the three thousand long black hair like ink.
He stood with his hands behind his back.
Like a lone peak standing between heaven and earth.
He is still him.
But not the previous him.
The previous him was cynical, leisurely, free and unrestrained, like an ignorant dude.
Now, he is lonely and quiet, extremely domineering, not angry and majestic, like a overlord looking down on the world.
Previously, he looked weak and weak, like the dusk in the twilight, without any vitality.
The current him is still weak, equally weak, still like dusk, but it's not the dusk when the sun is falling, but the dusk when the sun is falling, there is no vitality, there is only twilight, endless twilight.
quiet.
Boundless stillness.
lonely.
It is also boundless silence.
On the opposite side, Old Wei sat slumped on the ground.
now.
He looked devastated, sitting on the ground paralyzed, unable to move, but struggling to support his upper body with his arms, as if his body's spirit had been hollowed out, he drooped his head and dared not say a word .
Old Wei has practiced for thousands of years, and his cultivation was achieved by himself step by step. I don't know how much sweat, blood, and injuries he has suffered to achieve today's cultivation. When he was born, he was also a respectable earth immortal in this world, but for thousands of years, he had seen too many people die on the road to immortality, so many things were taken lightly, so he chose to work in the villa as a steward Son.
Speaking of which, Elder Wei is also a master who has experienced many battles. He has experienced many scenes, large and small, and he has seen many strange people.
However, he has never been so embarrassed, panicked, and frightened as he is today.
He couldn't figure out that a person without any cultivation, without any good fortune, neither reincarnation, nor god-given life, nor a fairy, without using spiritual power, nor any magical powers, only relying on How did a pure shout of awe break the heart that I have always been proud of
He also couldn't figure out how he seemed to be a carefree playboy just now, but he suddenly became so scary.
That's really scary.
Although Gu Qingfeng standing in front of him didn't say a word, didn't show any murderous intent, and didn't have any power, but to Wei Lao, he still felt a deep fear.
It is a fear of the sun setting and the twilight falling.
It is also a fear of boundless silence.
Feeling the shroud of fear, Wei Lao didn't dare to move, speak, or even breathe.
opposite.
Gu Qingfeng looked at these people who were paralyzed on the ground, but only took a look, then shook his head, and sat back on the chair. At the same time, Fei Kui, who was next to him, immediately poured a glass of wine from the jug and carefully handed it over.
I don't know why.
When Gu Qingfeng sat down, the fear of the setting sun, dusk falling, and boundless silence that enveloped Old Wei gradually disappeared.
At this moment, Old Wei seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden. He couldn't hold on any longer, and was completely paralyzed on the ground, panting heavily. However, at this moment, Gu Qingfeng's voice suddenly came.
"How is it, how does it feel?"
The momentum is no longer vast, and the sound power is no longer rolling. It just passed into Wei Lao’s ears, but it made him feel as if he had fallen into a sea of swords and flames. There was an inexplicable feeling all over his body, from the skin, meridians, blood, and Zifu. The discomfort caused him unbearable pain.
"Old man, no..."
When Wei Lao opened his mouth, his voice was not only weak, but also hoarse. After saying two words, he quickly said: "I... I am..."
It seems that Mr. Wei is really scared, and he doesn't dare to call himself an old man, and humbly claims to be subordinate.
"Looked up."
Wei Lao raised his head in trepidation, his old face was already pale with fright, when he touched Gu Qingfeng's eyes, it was like falling into an endless abyss, which made his soul feel a sense of breath, and he immediately lowered himself head.
"Let me ask you, is the master's mind insane now?"
When Gu Qingfeng's voice came, Wei Lao wanted to cry but had no tears, and even wanted to die.
"Look at you, you're not too young. You probably have a lot of time to practice, right? You don't even have the eyesight of his mother? Why are you saying that your mother is insane? What's the matter, you've been living on a dog for so many years? "
"I... I know I was wrong... I have no eyes, I offended the young master..."
After thousands of years of practice, what touched Old Wei the most was to put away the so-called self-esteem, admit mistakes without shame, and always know how to be humble in front of the strong.
Gu Qingfeng didn't look at him, raised his glass and drank, and said: "I'm asking you, do you know the identity of the master?"
"My son's surname is Gu, and his first name is..."
Speaking of this, Old Wei suddenly stopped and didn't dare to continue, because he suddenly realized that Gu Qingfeng had killed dozens of princes of the Xian Dynasty in the Northwest. If it was exposed, the consequences would be very serious. identity exposed.
Moreover, he didn't think that the meaning of Gu Qingfeng's question was so. He remembered that Gu Qingfeng claimed to be the king of Chixiao before, and he also said that today he would use this matter to let others know the existence of his king, although Wei Lao didn't know why he wanted to. Doing this, I didn't dare to think too much at the moment, and quickly responded.
"My son's surname is Gu, his name is Sirius, and his Taoist name is Chixiao. He is... the king of Chixiao."
"Very good, not bad, you old boy is quite interesting."