"Master, is this wine okay?"

Gu Hengsheng kept staring at the empty monk, no matter how he looked at it, he was exactly the same as the eighth senior brother, there was no difference.

"The wine is good, the poor monk always feels that he has drunk it somewhere, and he can't remember it."

The monk was thoughtful.

At the beginning, the wine in the Fusheng Tomb was almost drunk by the Eighth Senior Brother, if it wasn't for the ban set by the Fifth Senior Sister, it is estimated that Gu Hengsheng would not be able to carry so much wine with him now.

Gu Hengsheng buried the eighth senior brother in his heart, and smiled faintly: "If the master thinks it's good, I'll give the master a few altars!" ”

Good people! The monk Wukong was moved and planned to come over and hug Gu Hengsheng, but in order to maintain the image of a high-ranking monk, he folded his hands and said: "Thank you to the donor, but the poor monk is disrespectful." ”

The monk did not shirk and happily accepted the immortal brew given by Gu Hengsheng.

Later, Gu Hengsheng and the monk chatted for a while, and the two said goodbye.

The path of the monk has not yet come to an end, he needs to find his true self in the red dust and find his own way.

In fact, Gu Hengsheng was very surprised, he never thought that the eighth senior brother could come to this point.

"Hongchen Dao, the most difficult thing is to bury the body of this world, I didn't expect the eighth senior brother to succeed."

There are only three people who can really cultivate the Red Dust Dao, Master Mo Yibai, Senior Brother Dongfang Mo, and Second Senior Sister Meng Xiaoxiao.

Like the third senior brother Zhuge Haokong and others, they only cultivated the Red Dust Dao concurrently, and majored in other paths.

If the Eighth Senior Brother Hongchen Dao is successful, his strength must be unimaginable.

"Is he really Mr. Eight?"

Li Qiurou glanced in the direction where the monk had left and asked softly.

"Hmm."

Gu Hengsheng nodded in affirmation.

"I can't see through him."

Li Qiurou's strength has reached the Nine Extremes Realm, and she said that she can't see through the void monk, but it is conceivable that the strength of the void monk has been terrifying for many years.

"Rou'er, I don't have much time left."

Gu Hengsheng caressed Li Qiurou's cheek and said solemnly.

"What do you mean?"

Li Qiurou didn't understand Gu Hengsheng's words, and her delicate body trembled slightly.

"For about three hundred years, if I hadn't broken the Great Dao confinement and defended the Dao against the heavens, I'm afraid I would have to die."

Gu Hengsheng smiled bitterly.

"Three hundred years?

What's wrong? ”

Li Qiurou didn't know about the agreement between Gu Hengsheng and Emperor Xue before, and she panicked.

Gu Hengsheng doesn't plan to hide it from Li Qiurou now, and he will tell it.

Half an hour later, Li Qiurou roughly understood the reason for the incident.

"With only three hundred years left, how can you preach?"

It's not that Li Qiurou doesn't believe Gu Hengsheng, it's that this matter is too ridiculous.

If there was no Emperor Nangong in this life, Gu Hengsheng still had great hope to do it.

However, Emperor Nangong preached for less than 5,000 years and carried the mandate of heaven.

In such a situation, it is impossible to succeed in the sermon.

Throughout the ages, there has never been a situation in which there have been two emperors in one era.

Unless the destiny of Emperor Nangong gradually disperses, he will not come out of the world.

However, it will be at least 30,000 years from now, not now.

"I don't have a choice, I have to do it."

If he could, Gu Hengsheng also hoped to have a little more time.

Beigong Xin is only one step away from the immortal, and he wants to destroy the entire world to seal his own way.

Gu Hengsheng wasn't sure how long the elders of the sect could last, so he could only climb as much as he could.

"The ruler of the Ten Thousand Burial Mountain Range is actually the Snow Emperor, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, is the Snow Emperor still alive?"

Through Gu Hengsheng's elaboration, Li Qiurou learned about the Snow Emperor.

The Snow Emperor is not only a woman, but also has worshiped the same sect as the Floating Tomb Master.

Later, Emperor Xue was expelled from the sect for some reason.

Not long after a young man, the sect encountered a great disaster and completely overturned, and the floating tomb master escaped by luck, wandering in the red world, experiencing countless pains.

A small sect gave birth to the Snow Emperor who pushed the eons of eternity, and the floating tomb master who overwhelmed the heavens.

Who would believe such an absurd thing?

"Husband, Emperor Xue should be regarded as your uncle, she won't be so cruel to you!"

Preaching in 300 years is simply fanciful and unrealistic.

Gu Hengsheng shook his head lightly: "Uncle Shi is firm, and the things she recognizes will not change."

Either I succeed in preaching, and Uncle Shi personally comes to the end of the starry sky of the world and suppresses Beigong Xin.

Either I fail to preach, and my uncle slaps me to death. ”

Apart from these two outcomes, there will never be a third.

You must know that with the relationship between Emperor Xue and the Floating Tomb Master, the two secretly don't know how many times they have fought, let alone Gu Hengsheng, who has never met a few times in total.

"This ...... What should I do? ”

Li Qiurou was very worried about Gu Hengsheng, and her face was worried.

Three hundred years have passed in a flash.

Wanting to defy the heavens in a short period of time, Li Qiurou's heart was completely bottomless, and she was even ready to live and die with Gu Hengsheng.

"You can't give up until the last minute."

Gu Hengsheng is still one step away from entering the Hongchen Sword Dao Dacheng, if he can achieve the Dao Dacheng within three hundred years, he will definitely have a chance to preach.

Hongchen Sword Dao is a great achievement, Gu Hengsheng doesn't know what level his strength will reach, everything is unknown.

"No matter what the final result is, I will be with you."

Li Qiurou held Gu Hengsheng's hand tightly and gave Gu Hengsheng the greatest warmth.

Gu Hengsheng took Li Qiurou into his arms and looked into the distance.

In fact, Gu Hengsheng was also a little confused in his heart.

This cultivation bottleneck may not be able to be overcome in the rest of his life.

Hongchen Kendo is the only one in ancient and modern times.

There is no one in the world who can guide Gu Hengsheng and give Gu Hengsheng a clear path.

Everything needs to be deduced and comprehended by Gu Hengsheng himself.

In the following days, Gu Hengsheng and Li Qiurou walked through many places and snuggled together for months.

Time passed day by day, and Gu Hengsheng knew that it was time for him to set off.

"Rou'er, you don't have to follow this trip to enlightenment."

If Li Qiurou followed him, it would distract Gu Hengsheng.

Li Qiurou thought seriously for a while, and nodded slowly: "I know, you should be careful yourself." ”

"Hmm."

Under Li Qiurou's eyes, Gu Hengsheng gradually disappeared into the clouds.

Walking in the vast sea of people, Gu Hengsheng used secret methods to cover his original aura and appearance, admiring the scenery of each place without attracting commotion and the attention of others.

"Where is the opportunity of the Red Dust Sword Dao?"

After 300 years, if he failed to preach, he would definitely be slapped to death by the Snow Emperor.

The Snow Emperor said yes, and he would definitely not show mercy to his subordinates.

Under this huge pressure, Gu Hengsheng's heart became slightly restless.

On this day, Gu Hengsheng came to the Great Wilderness City.