Chapter 17: Yunmeng Lingmen
Don't you think that you are a person who crosses the river and demolishes bridges and does not believe in his words?
Thinking of this, Li Chi's face couldn't help but form a layer of frost.
"I don't believe you." Gu Yi faced Li Chi, whose expression had changed, and still stubbornly maintained his inherent opinion.
Ah Niang was persecuted by shameless monks in the first place, and because of this reason, it was impossible for him to put his lifeblood in the hands of an immortal cultivator in his life.
"I can't help you." Li Chi turned around with a cold face, and the immortal bind in his hand wrapped around Gu Yi's body again, tying him up like a pig. "Senior Brother Shang."
"Huh? Senior brother, you call me? Shang Ci arrived at Li Chi's side in a few small steps, blinking his eyes to listen to what his heroic and divine Senior Brother Li had to say next.
"Carry him on his back."
"Good!" Regarding Senior Brother Li's orders, Shang Ci has always said and done something. When he came back to his senses and figured out that his senior brother actually wanted to carry Gu Yi, the little bastard, on his own, Shang Ci let out an unbelievable scream, "What!? β
When he didn't enter Yunmengze, he was the pampered son of Shang Wangfu; entered Yun Mengze, and he is also the leader among the junior disciples.
Now, has he been reduced to the point of carrying a little bastard he hates so much to climb the stone steps?
"Do you think Lao Tzu is rare for you to carry?" Gu Yi twisted his body in displeasure and turned his head coldly. "."
After half a cup of tea.
Li Chi climbed the stone steps slowly, with a fairy spirit.
Shang Ci pouted and carried Gu Yi up the stone steps, sweating like rain.
"Handsome and dashing Li Xianjun, warm-hearted and kind Li Xianjun." Gu Yi was carried on his shoulders, and his mouth was not honest, "Lao Tzu has already told you everything he knows, and it's useless to take Lao Tzu back, why are you tired of this cute, white, and empathetic Shang Xiaoxianjun?" β
He had been decadent for a while, but seeing that he was getting closer and closer to Yun Mengze's spiritual gate, Gu Yi couldn't help but panic. He stretched his neck and kept pouring some sweet words into Li Chi's ear, hoping that this person's "conscience discovery" would let him go.
Even if there is a silver lining, it is something to be grasped.
Shang Ci was praised by such a beating, and goosebumps all over his body began to dance wildly. He climbed the stone steps with difficulty, hating and scolding, "Shut up! β
Gu Yi's little bastard's mouth never stopped, and he could only say a few words over and over again, and his ears were almost calloused.
", you're not happy to praise you?" Gu Yi pursed his lips, and his body shook over his shoulder, "It turns out that Shang Xiaoxianjun is actually a person who likes to be scolded, and he has seen it for a long time." β
"......" Shang Ci wisely chose not to talk anymore - to conserve his strength, otherwise he would be tired and lie on the five thousand stone steps before he reached the spiritual gate.
"You're useful." Li Chi took over the conversation rarely, and it was inconvenient to say more about the hidden reasons. If your guess is correct, I am afraid that the dead corpses in the water village are related to the blood demon that has disappeared for ten years. And Gu Yi, as the only survivor, had to come to testify no matter what, otherwise the elders would not easily believe their own words, and would only think that these were just their own obsessions.
Thinking of the scene of women and children crying and bloody corpses all over the ground ten years ago, Li Chi immediately clenched his fingers unconsciously, and a cold feeling was about to come out of his body that had been quiet for a long time.
"Of course Lao Tzu is useful......" Gu Yi muttered quietly, the disdain in his eyes was obvious. He is a member of the spirit race, and his flesh and blood are not only useful to the monks, but also a panacea that can improve their spiritual power.
The white rice cake still doesn't let itself go at this time, won't it really want to cross the river and tear down the bridge and squeeze the last trace of value on his body before he stops, right?
Thinking of this, Gu Yi's face couldn't help but stink a little more.
"Here we are." Li Chi naturally heard his words, and could guess what was going on in this person's mind. He closed his eyes and suppressed his complicated thoughts, and it took a long time to regain his calm and breezy appearance.
, how did you get there? Gu Yi had a wrinkled little face - this time he really couldn't escape!
"Finally, it's finally here." Shang Ci was so tired that he almost rolled his eyes, he gasped and put down the concern on his shoulder, and the whole person almost fell to his knees on the last stone step. "You look so small, why is it so hard to carry? Eat less. β
It's really exhausting.
Woo woo, he will definitely be more diligent in the future, strive to practice the art of the sword as soon as possible, and never let himself suffer such a sin again!
"I don't have the strength to blame Lao Tzu for being heavy,." Gu Yi lay on the ground, and after blocking Shang Ci's words, he looked up at the extremely noble spiritual gate in front of him, and his heart was up and down.
The spiritual gate is said to be a door, but it is not a door.
At the end of the 5,000 stone steps, there are two huge white pillars on the left and on the right, which are particularly magnificent; The dragon and phoenix are attached to the pillar, and the golden brilliance is faintly visible. And in the middle of the two white pillars, the silk was filled with pure white aura fluctuations.
Occasionally, a mortal bird flew in and was immediately bounced out.
"This ......" Gu Yi stared at the two big pillars vigilantly, and then asked out loud, ", is this the door?" Why does it look so strange? "There is no one to guard either.
"The spiritual gate I sent, how can you talk so nonsense?" After Shang Ci came to his senses, he saluted very respectfully towards the Spirit Gate, and then glared at Gu Yi angrily.
"What about returning the door? According to Lao Tzu, don't you just get rid of an ornament. β
"The spiritual gate of my sect has its own special effects." Li Chi looked at the little boy lying on the ground with a smile, and the meaning of his words was quite exquisite. "This door is a kind of prohibition, and it can identify the person who comes."
Forbid? Identify?
Gu Yi's ears stood up all of a sudden.
"He doesn't understand these things, senior brother, don't talk nonsense with him." Shang Ci rested for a moment and wanted to pick up Gu Yi again. "I'd better hurry up and bring him in......"
"Not necessarily." Li Chi waved his sleeves lightly, and untied all the immortal bindings on Gu Yi's body. "On the top of the 5,000-mile steps, if you dare to jump, you will jump."
"......" Gu Yi swallowed his saliva, stretched his neck to look at Zeshui, who was almost invisible, and smiled very reluctantly, ", don't jump, Lao Tzu won't jump." β
If he jumps, he'll be dead.
Shang Ci was naturally happy when he heard thisβhe finally didn't have to carry this guy anymore, woo woo, it's good.
When the three of them walked back and forth to the front of the spiritual gate, Li Chi quietly glanced at the little boy who was following behind him unhurriedly, and suddenly dragged him to his side with his spiritual power.
"You?" Gu Yi was taken aback.
"If you don't want to reveal your identity, follow suit." Li Chi didn't look at Gu Yi's uncertain eyes, and his fingers grabbed his wrist through his sleeve.
Yun Mengze's Spirit Gate has the effect of identifying the identity of the comer, and he must place Gu Yi by his side in order to use the technique of concealment to cover up the breath of the Spirit Clan for him.