Chapter Ninety-Nine: A Man Without a Spiritual Root

On the martial arts platform on the left, the bamboo cultivation became scattered, looking a little desolate, the rattan was weakly crawling on the ground, and the cold ice slowly climbed up, and after a while, only a little greenery remained on the platform.

Gu Wu frowned, a narrow cut was made on his left shoulder, the skin and flesh turned outward, and the blood slid down the placket of his clothes and fell to the ground, and he was frozen into ice lumps in an instant.

And Lian Yunchuan's figure has disappeared again.

The cold air is getting heavier and heavier, Gu Wu took a deep breath, his eyes calmed down, he used his spiritual power to slash at the ground in front of him with a fierce palm, "Bang!", broken ice splashed everywhere!

Then he threw a handful of seeds, put his fingers together, and cut the wound on his left shoulder even more with his backhand, and the blood that had been somewhat stopped surged again.

His right hand slashed, and the blood seemed to be attracted by something, but instead of falling, it formed a streamer of light, and with his movements, it pounced on the seed that had just been sown.

As soon as the blood touched the seeds, they were immediately absorbed, and the seeds that were originally a little shriveled up were full, and they spit out the shoots quickly.

The thin red vines climbed up the bamboo branches and swayed gently in the fog, and soon the vine tips sprouted, and the blood-red vine flowers revealed black stamens, adding a touch of red to the ice blue.

Gu Wu's face became more and more pale, he gritted his teeth and finished the last spell, the vine flowers trembled, and they all spit out pale red smoke.

Ye Li couldn't help but rub her arms, this scene really made her a little creepy, unlike other monks, Gu Wu's whole person revealed a bloody aura at this moment, and the martial arts platform seemed to be a little gloomy.

She unconsciously said her feelings, but Gu Xizhan was not surprised, and only said, "Fifth brother is a demon cultivator." ”

Demon Cultivators? Wait Demon Cultivators? Isn't Gu Xiye a disciple of the Taixu Sect? Isn't Taixu a righteous sect? Why is there a Demon Cultivator? Doesn't the original book say that since ancient times, the righteous and demonic forces have not been opposed?

Ye Li felt that her worldview had been greatly impacted, and she especially wanted to ask it clearly at the moment, but seeing that none of the monks around her showed strange expressions, she subconsciously felt that these questions might be "common sense", and they were definitely not what a monk who had lived here since she was a child should ask.

It's not even something that a second-generation cultivator from the Seven Sects should ask. She could only keep her mouth shut and frantically search the sea of knowledge for the remaining memories of the original owner, she had a hunch that if she didn't figure out these problems at this time, it would one day cause a catastrophe.

One thought became clearer and clearer – this was a real world, not a novel to pass the time. The so-called original book can be used as a reference, but how credible is what is written on it, she suddenly began to be unsure.

…………

When the red smoke filled the entire martial arts platform, suddenly someone snorted very lightly, there! Gu Wufei stepped forward and summoned a jet-black claw to grab there, "Poof!", the sound of flesh and blood tearing came, and a figure staggered for a moment, and then quickly retreated, avoiding the claws.

Lian Yunchuan finally showed his figure, his lips were pale, and there was a scratch on his right arm, which was sprinkled with blood, and the situation of the two male cultivators at this time was almost the same, and no one took advantage.

By now, there was no need to hide, Lian Yunchuan swiped his hand, and a wall of ice suddenly appeared, blocking the rattan drawn like a whip, and his hands quickly changed his movements, and in the end, only the remnants of the Dao Dao remained.

The fog is a little thicker again, and a little bit of ice blue floats in the fog, like bright stars, which is very beautiful. "Go!", Lian Yunchuan let out a low sigh, and Bing Lan suddenly moved, and quickly attacked Gu Wu.

Ye Li only saw clearly now that the little bit of ice blue was all sharp ice blades.

(It will be completed later)