God Emperor

Latest website: After telling the story, the grief and depression in Gu Songzi's heart lightened a lot. She took a deep breath, and then all the tears in her eyes disappeared.

"What are you doing? Leave some for me."

After Gu Songzi regained her mood, she found that half of the soup in the pot had been reduced. She quickly jumped on it and joined in the fight for food.

Half an hour later, a large pot of soup and meat was eaten cleanly by the three of them. Even the bones entered the golden bat python's big mouth.

Gu Songzi praised Qing Mo's cooking skills, touched his round belly, returned to the thatched cottage, and began to study the elixir again.

Qing Mo stared in the direction of the thatched cottage, supported his chin with both hands, and said: "Actually, Senior Gusongzi is quite pitiful. His whole family was slaughtered, and he can only hide in the crisis-ridden Xianji Mountain, living a lonely life in anonymity. , hundreds of years have passed. There is obviously a blood feud, but there is no way to take revenge."?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes were a little blurry, and he always felt that Gu Songzi's experience had many similarities with his. There is also an enemy who is invincible, like a huge mountain, weighing them down and suffocating them.

As long as the enemy is still alive, they can only hide and remain anonymous, unable to show their true colors at all.

Perhaps, only Zhang Ruochen would understand how painful Gu Songzi was in his heart.

"Sir, do you think the alcoholic lunatic is really so afraid of death that he refuses to save him?" Qing Mo said.

Zhang Ruochen's eyes gradually regained their vitality and said: "In the Yin and Yang Sea, facing so many terrifying and powerful powers as the King of Wings, King of Winged Dragon, King of Leibu, and King of Killing, the drunkard madman also went into danger alone and saved me. How can my friendship with him be compared to his friendship with Gu Songzi? He can take such a big risk to save me, how could he not save me because he is afraid of death? "

"You mean that the alcoholic lunatic must have his own reasons?" Qing Mo said.

Zhang Ruochen stood up and looked into the dark forest. The eyes between his eyebrows opened. Through the layers of formations and trees, he saw the figure of the alcoholic madman hundreds of miles away. He said, "Go and ask him personally." Ask him and you will know the answer."

You can see the outside from inside the formation, but you can't see the inside from the outside.

The alcoholic lunatic did not leave, and was trying to break into the woods. However, the ancient formation in the forest was quite powerful, and even with his cultivation level, he was blocked.

"I asked him, will he say it?" Qing Mo said.

Zhang Ruochen touched his chin and said with a smile: "A person who likes wine must be greedy. Since you can use delicious food to induce ancient pine nuts to talk about the past, you should also be able to use delicious food to pry open the mouth of a drunkard."

Qing Mo was extremely curious and couldn't wait to rush into the forest, ready to solve the doubts in his heart.

However, the formation in the forest is quite powerful. It is difficult to get in and get out. Qing Mo spent three days and could not find a way out.

"The way in is definitely different from the way out. Instead of exploring it yourself, let it take you out."

Zhang Ruochen pointed his finger at the water stream in the distance. I saw a huge golden python lying in the water, staring at Qing Mo eagerly, with a scarlet tongue sticking out, obviously looking forward to tasting delicious food again.

Last time, the Golden Bat Python didn't even take a sip of the soup and only ate the bones of wild birds, not to mention how sad it was.

Qing Mo's eyes lit up and he instantly understood what Zhang Ruochen meant.

The next day, Qing Mo easily subdued the Golden Bat Python. Then, he sat on the python's head and disappeared into the forest, heading out to the mountains.

In the past three days, Zhang Ruochen has not only been studying the tenth level of Sword Seven, "No Regrets for Swordsmanship", he has also continued to study the "Secret Code of Time and Space" and the time sword technique.

The power of space and time are Zhang Ruochen's two most important trump cards, so he must continue to study them in depth.

At the same time, the three meridians in the body become tougher. As long as the speed of the holy energy is not too strong, there will be no pain at all.

"No wonder Senior Gu Songzi has been able to live in seclusion here alone for six hundred years. This place is indeed a wonderful place for self-cultivation and martial arts study."

Every day, Zhang Ruochen could feel that his cultivation and swordsmanship were improving rapidly. This feeling was indescribably pleasurable.

After nightfall, the Thousand-leaf Sacred Heart Grass in the lake begins to absorb the brilliance of the moon, causing wisps of light and mist to appear between the sky and the earth, like silver yarn and a bridge made of light points. The picture is extremely beautiful. ?"rustle."

In the forest, a light breeze blew.

Zhang Ruochen's ears moved and he heard extremely subtle footsteps. At first, he thought it was Qing Mo and the golden bat python returning, and didn't take it to heart.

Not long after, Zhang Ruochen noticed something was wrong. He quickly opened his eyes, released his mental power to investigate, and found a group of monks dressed in black in the forest.

Gu Songzi had already walked out of the thatched cottage, stood by the lake, looked at the shadowy woods, and said to himself: "What should come, will come after all!"

After a while, the group of black-clothed monks walked out of the woods and appeared on the other side of the Spirit Lake.

They all wore metal masks with a crescent moon mark on their faces, and they all looked amazed when they saw the Thousand-leaf Sacred Core Grass in the lake.

However, they were all very powerful. They had obviously undergone rigorous training and had a calm mind. They quickly looked back.

Among the black-clothed monks, a taller man came out. His cultivation had reached the Heaven-reaching realm, and he exuded a powerful aura of the holy way. He was obviously the leader of the black-clothed monks.

The tall man clasped his hands in his fists, bowed and saluted Gu Songzi, and said: "Dark Night Palace, Zhao Qilin, pays homage to Elder Ku." Gu Songzi said without changing his expression: "The Dark Night Messenger investigates all the secrets in the world for the religious sect and investigates traitors internally. Exploring the enemy's situation. Six hundred years ago, my hometown guessed that sooner or later, the Night Messenger would find this place. Does Shi Qianjue really want to kill them all? "

Zhao Qilin said: "Elder Ku has misunderstood! For what happened back then, the leader also felt deeply guilty and wanted to make up for it as much as possible, so he sent me to invite Elder Ku to return to the religion, take charge of the Dan Palace, assume the position of palace master, and revive God. Religion and restore the former glory of the religion.”

"Feeling deeply guilty? Let me go back and be the master of the Alchemy Palace? Hey, Shi Qianjue wants the Holy Transformation Pill recipe in my hand, right?"

Gu Songzi was not moved at all by the position of the Palace Master, but just smiled gloomily and said: "You are a junior, and it is impossible for you to quietly break through the many formations to get here. The real powerful person has not yet appeared. Bar?"

"Chichi."

In mid-air, a ball of fire appeared, beating rapidly.

The fire became more and more huge, and finally turned into a flame array with a diameter of more than ten feet.

An old man wearing a green robe "grew" out of the flame array. He stood in the center of the array. He stared at the ancient pine nuts with a pair of green pupils and showed an evil smile: "Xiao Mie, the master of the Array Palace, see you. Elder Guoku."

Zhang Ruochen took a breath of cold air. Sure enough, a big shot was coming. Palace master-level figures came to Xianji Mountain.

The Moon Worshiping Demon Sect is divided into nine palaces, and the palace owners of each palace are the top big shots, with absolute right to speak. Their status in the Kunlun world is comparable to the heads of some medieval aristocratic families.

Xiao Mie has reached the level of an eighth-grade formation mage, and his attainments in formations can definitely rank among the top ten in the Kunlun world.

In the Kunlun Realm, Xiao Mi's name is so resounding that it scares countless creatures in the Holy Realm.

Gu Songzi said: "No wonder the formation here can't stop you. It turns out that the palace masters of the formation palace have already mobilized! It's really a big deal."

Suddenly, Gu Songzi's expression changed slightly, and he noticed something. He quickly turned around and looked into the hut.

At some point, there was a man in black sitting in the hut, flipping through the spiritual papers on the table under the light. His movements were very graceful, but Gu Songzi was shocked into a cold sweat.

Not only Gu Songzi was surprised, but Zhang Ruochen's heart was also beating wildly.

With his mental strength and perception ability, he was completely unaware of when the man in black entered the hut? How to enter the hut?

In other words, the man in black could kill him without anyone noticing.

What other great characters are here?

Zhang Ruochen's vest was covered in cold sweat, and he quickly released his spatial domain and went all out to be on guard.

Of course, if the other party really wants to kill him, no matter how vigilant he is, it will probably be of no use.

"Who are you?" Gu Songzi asked.

"The master of Dark Night Palace, Ye Xiaoxiang."

A woman's voice came from the hut.

Her voice was extremely ethereal and hazy, and she couldn't tell her age. It sounded like a young girl or a middle-aged woman.

"The people in Xiaoxiang in the night rain are heartbroken, and the flying feather sword in the red building is unparalleled."

This poem is used to describe the two most powerful women in the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, one is Ye Xiaoxiang, the master of Dark Night Palace, and the other is Ling Feiyu, the master of Saint Lady Palace.

"Here comes another ruthless man with a great reputation." Zhang Ruochen thought to himself.

Ye Xiaoxiang obviously didn't find what he wanted, so he put down the spiritual paper on the table and walked out of the thatched cottage. Her tall figure stood upright, outlining her flawless curves under her black robe.

"The two palace masters personally came to invite Elder Ku. Is this sincerity enough?" Ye Xiaoxiang said.

She was clearly standing in front of Gu Songzi, but she gave people a vague feeling, like a black hole, swallowing up all the surrounding light.

"Are you here to invite me, or to capture me?" Gu Songzi said through gritted teeth.

"Elder Ku is willing to come with us, so naturally he is invited. If he is not willing to come with us, then... he is captured."

After a pause, Ye Xiaoxiang said again: "Are you curious why we didn't fall down even though poison was used?"

Gu Songzi remained silent.

"When I was a child, I heard that Elder Ku was one of the best poison masters in the world. How could I not be fully prepared in advance to invite you?" Ye Xiaoxiang said.

"Really? Can the poison-proof treasures you carry with you prevent the blood poison of Pluto?"

Without hesitation, Gu Songzi took out a metal ball and hit Ye Xiaoxiang.

"Bang."

The metal iron ball exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist. The blood threads extended in all directions like the tentacles of an octopus, and soon completely covered the world under Lingshan Mountain.