Faced with the hindrance of the power of divine consciousness, Gu Qingshu did not feel any surprise, on the contrary, it was somewhat natural.

Before, Gu Qingshu's spiritual sense, if there was nothing, also felt that there was a vague power on Zheng Qiankun's body. If at this time, the power of divine consciousness enters Zheng Qiankun's body without hindrance, I am afraid that it will surprise him.

The divine consciousness power of the second-order realm almost poured out of the nest at this moment, sweeping towards Zheng Qiankun, as if he would not give up without exploring Zheng Qiankun's reality and swearing.

The power of the second-order realm's divine sense, under Gu Qingshu's full strength, immediately took a few steps forward, as if he was about to break through the shackles of that quagmire and enter Zheng Qiankun's body.

Feeling that his divine consciousness was about to break through that quagmire, Gu Qingshu's face was happy, and he thought that the power of his divine consciousness was about to break through Zheng Qiankun's limitations, enter Zheng Qiankun's body, and explore Zheng Qiankun's virtual reality. His face, which was already full of mockery, felt more and more disdain at this moment, and thought that Zheng Qiankun was nothing more than that.

It's a pity that the dream is beautiful, the process is cruel, and the reality is impossible.

Zheng Qiankun, who had completely ignored Gu Qingshu from beginning to end, at this moment, in the depths of Gu Jing Wubo's eyes, a trace of anger flashed imperceptibly.

Zheng Qiankun will choose to ignore the people who are inferior to him because they are not qualified to stand on the same level as him, so that he feels valued. But this does not mean that cultivating as a weaker enemy than him can tug at his heartstrings and anger his bottom line again and again.

Obviously, the direct collision in Gu Qingshu's words, the repeated ridicule of him, and the almost ignoring of him now have completely angered Zheng Qiankun's bottom line and made him feel murderous.

Needless to say, the power of the third-order divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness attacked strongly without warning from Gu Qingshu. Slammed into the divine consciousness power of the Gu Qingshu's second-order early realm.

"Hmm!"

Gu Qingshu snorted, a sharp pain came from his mind, and between his ears and his mouth and nose, a trace of blood overflowed from it. The face that was originally full of the dawn of victory completely stiffened at this moment, and his steps staggered from side to side and retreated, and his body fell to the ground in a very embarrassed shape.

"Ah! Gu Gongzi! You...... What's wrong?" Du Xueman's face was pale, and he was unexpectedly surprised by the sudden incident.

"Poof!"

Gu Qingshu covered his chest with his right hand, and a mouthful of baby-red blood spit out of his mouth.

"Impossible! impossible...... Gu Qingshu looked demented, muttered to himself, his eyes were full of disbelief, and he lay on the ground in a daze, as if he had not heard Du Xueman's call.

originally thought that he was about to break through the quagmire of Zheng Qiankun's divine consciousness and enter Zheng Qiankun's body, and explored Zheng Qiankun's reality clearly, but he already thought that Zheng Qiankun was nothing more than that. I didn't expect that the quagmire of divine consciousness was only the tip of the iceberg of Zheng Qiankun, and there was an even more powerful divine consciousness power in Zheng Qiankun's sea of consciousness. As soon as he came out, he almost collapsed his consciousness and seriously injured him. This was completely unexpected by Gu Qingshu, and he was unexpected.

Zheng Qiankun's face was cold, ignoring the dementia, his body was lying on the ground, and Gu Qingshu, who was muttering to himself, continued to look at the history book in his hand.

After a while, Gu Qingshu, whose face was demented for a while, slowly recovered. However, his eyes were filled with disbelief, for he could not accept this fact. But the facts in front of him were telling him that all this was true.

"Poof!"

Gu Qingshu spurted out a mouthful of blood again, covered his chest with his right hand, and staggered to his feet.

When Du Xueman stood aside and was about to step forward to help him, he vaguely seemed to realize something, and finally stopped alive.

"Hehe! Your Excellency is deeply hidden! Gu admires! Admires!" Gu Qingshu's face was a little miserable.

Zheng Qiankun didn't have any words.

"You!" Gu Qingshu's face twitched, and he felt Zheng Qiankun's disregard for him, completely naked.

"Good, good, I remember. Gu Qingshu's face was vicious, his fingers tapped Zheng Qiankun a few times, and he said three good words in a row. After a pause, his eyes turned to Du Xueman, who was standing on the side at a loss, and smiled miserably, his eyes full of admiration. Then he turned to Zheng Qiankun and shouted, "You remember, one day, I will defeat you!" The words fell, and Gu Qingshu ran out of the courtyard where Zheng Qiankun was in an extremely embarrassed manner, and quickly disappeared from the sight of the two.

When Gu Qingshu disappeared from the sight of the two, Du Xueman came back to his senses and said, "Brother Zheng Qiankun, where are you just now?" Du Xueman was not a cultivator, and he didn't know that the two had fought a battle of divine consciousness before.

Zheng Qiankun glanced at Du Xueman, did not answer her question, but said: "He came to me because of you." Zheng Qiankun is a character in the primeval period, he has experienced all kinds of life situations, Gu Qingshu's obsession with Du Xueman, and his jealousy and hostility towards himself, he can fully feel it.

"This ...... I ......" Du Xueman's face turned red, she was not a stupid person, she could feel Gu Qingshu's love for her a long time ago. After Zheng Qiankun's point, it is easy to deduce that today's incident is likely to be because Gu Qingshu was jealous of Zheng Qiankun because of himself, so he found Zheng Qiankun. Otherwise, how could Gu Qingshu feel very angry as soon as he saw Zheng Qiankun.

Thinking of this, a hint of joy flashed in Du Xueman's eyes, but when he saw Zheng Qiankun's extremely cold and unwavering expression, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Zheng Qiankun seriously injured Gu Qingshu, except for Du Xueman, no one else in the small mountain village knew. When Gu Qingshu walked out of the mountain village with a pale face and an unusually embarrassed face, the people who were busy in the village, although they were a little surprised, did not cause any sensation, and the small mountain village was still as calm as usual.

A few days later, in the morning.

In a valley basin in the Demon Beast Forest, a young man with a cold face, a particularly eye-catching moon scar on his chin, no waves in his eyes, and an extremely indifferent expression, as if he couldn't get along with people, was sitting in the shade of a tree that four or five people couldn't hug.

The young man's face was calm, and he stared intently at the golden flame on the palm of his right hand.

The golden flame was poured like gold, full of divine brilliance, and the golden light flickered continuously, and the dazzling person couldn't open his eyes, making the young man's figure a little blurry and illusory.

The young man looked calm, and in the golden flame on his right hand, a few drops of liquid of different colors were suspended.

The few drops of liquid of different colors seemed to be under the control of the young man, slowly gathering towards the center of the flame.

A moment later, in the golden flames, the few drops of liquid of different colors seemed to be completely fused together, turning into a drop of blue-blue liquid.

After two quarters of an hour, a strong smell of medicine permeated the entire valley basin.

At this time, the golden flame in the young man's right hand had completely disappeared, and there was only one blue-blue pill that was exuding the smell of medicine.

The young man stared at the blue-blue pill in his hand, his indifferent expression eased slightly, and he sighed to himself: "I didn't expect that I, Zheng Qiankun, would actually refine this low-grade pill from scratch." ”

The young man is not an outsider, it is Zheng Qiankun with an indifferent personality and a cold face.