On a hill outside Woniu Village, the green cow turned into a human form and quietly looked into the distance.

In the distance, Gu Shaosheng paced and slowly disappeared from Qingniu's sight.

"Who the hell is he?"

Qingniu muttered to himself slightly.

He wanted to try it more than once before, but the sense of crisis in the dark made him dispel his thoughts again and again.

..........

The trail is dusty, lined with lush trees, with the occasional chirping of birds.

Gu Shaoxing paced and walked, neither fast nor slow.

What should have been left behind had already been left, and there was no need for him to stay here.

Now that he has come to this world, it is his top priority to feel the cultivation system of this world, and then peek into the mysteries of the Journey to the West, so that the desolate world can further evolve.

This intersection with Li Qingshan is just an accident, just taste it, he has his way, why should he interfere too much.

If one day, he stepped on the pinnacle of this realm, and all the red dust could no longer attract him, Gu Shaoxing would lead him to another path.

Before this, whether it was the five lakes and the four seas, the world's Kyushu, or even the six reincarnations of this world, the three thousand worlds, let Li Qingshan hire him.

Whew~~~

The breeze blew, rolling up pieces of fallen leaves, fluttering and flickering, and Gu Shao's injuries gradually disappeared.

In a flash, it's a few months.

Gu Shaosheng didn't use any magical powers, so he walked in the world like a mortal, and he didn't go far for months.

In this Kyushu world, most of them are still mortals, and along the way, most of them are mortal martial artists, and there are few cultivators.

The cultivation method in this realm is roughly divided into, mortals, practicing qi, building foundations, Jindan, Yuanying, and Yuanying is already the strongest in this world, the master of the human race, the top ten medicine kings, and it is about this realm.

As for the Yin God, the Yang God, the Human Immortal, and the True Immortal, but it is not something that this realm can accommodate, and if you want to go, other great realms, or in other words, above the Nine Heavens.

This side of the world is quite peaceful, and I haven't seen many robbers along the way, of course, even if someone has bad intentions, they won't attack a person like him who seems to have empty sleeves.

Drive!

Drive!

Drive!

The sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, dust was splashing, and a group of people from the rivers and lakes with swords and swords hurried by, with the color of wind and frost on their faces.

Gu Shaosheng paced along, seemingly not caring about the flying dust, pacing along.

Gradually, there were more and more pedestrians, because this was already an official road, and not far away, a large city loomed.

Gu Shaoshu stepped calmly, only to see that the city gate was as high as five or six zhang, engraved with three seals "Lotte Mansion", but it was thousands of miles away from where Li Qingshan was.

Walking through the city gate and entering this big city, there is a bustling and noisy atmosphere, and the boiling voices are in the ears, which is a prosperous place.

Although the cultivation here is not strong, it has already disappeared into all aspects, and the buildings are very tall and strange, and the traces left by the cultivators can be faintly seen.

Gu Shaoshu stepped into this city, no one paid attention, although he looked extraordinary, but he was not worthy of other people's attention, at most someone looked at him twice.

Walking through the long street, Gu Shaosheng found an inn to live in, asked for three or two side dishes, and asked Xiao'er to send them to the room.

In the guest room on the third floor, Gu Shaosheng sat by the window, opened the window, a large area of the street was unobstructed, and the flow of people was quite dense, this city should have a population of two or three hundred thousand, and it was considered a big city nearby.

It was the official errands that walked by from time to time on the street, which made Gu Shao's heart move.

After tasting one or two casually, Gu Shaoxing crossed his knees on the bed and meditated silently.

After many days of hard work, the results have gradually come to fruition, and the chaotic memories in my mind have become organized.

Buzz ~~~

A soft sound sounded in Gu Shaosheng's mind, and the lines flashed with streamers, although they still seemed to be dense and incomprehensible, they were faintly gathered, chaotic and orderly, swimming with each other, no longer colliding with each other, and affecting.

"Buddha-figure, what kind of existence have you provoked?"

At this time, one of the clones who first revived emitted a divine will.

The streamer was scarlet, but it was a sea of blood!

Originally, the Mortal Wound was in an extremely powerful world, and it should not affect him, but he just had a wisp of divine consciousness that went to the world after the ascension and was shattered.

Although the main body is fine, the incarnation after the ascension is destroyed.

"An existence that cannot be provoked for the time being."

Gu Shaoxing replied.

"Humph! It's amazing! A finger shattered the sea of blood of the ancestor, almost crushing the primeval capital, and Fengyun Wuji and other supremes were almost affected! ”

In his mind, the wound snorted coldly, quite unpleasant.

"Are they all right?"

Gu Shaosheng frowned.

"Haha, the Taigu Race is fine, but the law of balance has been shattered by that finger, and the Taigu Race can no longer be restricted!"

Sadness laughed and said: "Although the world has also suffered a heavy blow, it shouldn't be a problem if there are people like Anti-Fengyun Wuji." ”

"That's a blessing in disguise."

Gu Shao was dumbfounded.

After the ascension, the balance law of the world is very strong, even after Gu Shao's injury advanced to the innate level, he is not sure that he can break it, but the "source" has done a good thing.

Without the constraints of the law of balance, the terrifying heritage of the ancient people will fully explode, and if the opportunity is enough, the world after the entire ancient people step out of the ascension will not be known.

It's like, he once glimpsed the fairy Qin.

"Don't say too much, let me out first, the breath of these bastards, the ancestor smells quite unpleasant!"

The wound spoke.

"It's not the right time."

Gu Shaosheng flatly refused, and said, "I haven't recovered yet, and the consumption of cutting you out is too great." ”

"Humph! Ancestor doesn't need a body, you can cut out my memory, and I can return to my peak myself! ”

Said the Wound.

"That's fine."

Gu Shaoshu thought about it for a while, but still reached out and pointed out the wound.

Airplanes~

In the light sound, a trace of red mist flashed from Gu Shaoxing's fingertips, slowly dripping to the ground, turning into a small person of an inch in size.

The blood-red child was the most tall and tall, holding two swords in his arms, and his appearance resembled Gu Shao's injury, but he was extremely indifferent.

"Whew!"

Hurt took a deep breath and said, "I finally don't have to be around those bastards." ”

Although the Mortal Wound and many incarnations are of the same origin, Gu Shaoju's many incarnations have different cultivation paths, among which the opposite of the Yin Blood Dao of the Mortal Wound is unknown, and it is strange that they can like it under the collision of the origin.

"Poor ancestor has accumulated ......... over the years"

The wound was slightly raised, fell on the windowsill, and looked at the prosperous popularity of this world, with a hint of intoxication on his face: "The breath of blood is really tempting!" ”

"Don't mess around."

Gu Shaosheng raised his eyebrows and admonished.

"Don't worry, hypocrite."

He waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm not interested in mortals, what the ancestor said is above this realm." ”

"Hypocrisy?"

Gu Shaosheng shook his head.

He has killed many immortals and demons in his life, except for his several evil clones, who can say that he is hypocritical?

However, compared with the evil wounds born of the world's resentment and blood, the seven emotions and six desires, and the demons turned into yin and evil emotions, he can be regarded as kind.

These two clones, if he hadn't restricted them, I don't know how many killings they would have done.

"You can stop by yourself, and after a while, go to the Netherworld Mansion or the Land of the Shura Dao, you can do whatever you want."

With a final warning, Gu Shaoxing slowly closed his eyes.

After cutting off the wounds, some of his thoughts were empty, and the rest of the incarnations were getting easier and easier.

And on him, like the night sky that had just descended, there seemed to be stars lit up one after another.

The essence of Da Luo is still there, even if he doesn't make any efforts and sleeps every day, he will slowly recover, and to this extent, Da Luo can be called immortal.

He didn't speak, holding his black and white swords, and sat cross-legged on the windowsill.

Gradually, the night completely darkened, and the black clouds obscured the bright moon, and the entire Lotte Mansion suddenly became dark.

"Huh?"

Sadness suddenly moved in his heart, he felt something, his eyes full of evil swept Gu Shaoxian, jumped out of the air, and disappeared into the night.

..........

In the darkness of the night, in a corner of Lotte Mansion, dozens of fanatical-looking people in white knelt in the darkness, chanting words in their mouths:

“........ Change the world, change the world. The white lotus descended to earth, and all the people turned over. The silt comes from the chaos of Qi, and the white lotus is in a prosperous ........."

"We wait, welcome to the coming of Our Lady!"

The sound was loud and deafening, but strangely, the surroundings of the courtyard were calm, without the slightest sound, as if no one could hear it, which was very strange.

Dozens of people in white were like puppets, chanting slogans over and over again, and kowtowing enthusiastically.

"The saint has descended, and the white lotus has been reborn! The red sun is gone, and the white sun is prosperous. ”

The voice of the old man with a bewitching meaning slowly floated in, and the white flames burned, like white lotuses falling down, and an old woman fell from the sky.

It is the White Lotus of the White Lotus Sect.

"Mother, mother!"

The arrival of the old woman made the crowd even more fanatical, and they prostrated more and more.

"Get up!"

The voice of the White Lotus Mother changed from old and dry to young and pleasant, and the wrinkles on her face disappeared in an instant, turning into a beautiful girl about twenty years old, and the white flower bone in her hand slowly bloomed.

"How's it going?"

Our Lady of the White Lotus spoke lightly.

One of the white-clothed men in the kowtow prostrated at her feet and said reverently: "The Eagle Wolf Guard has been killed by us, and at this moment, no one in the Lotte Mansion has stopped the old mother from refining magic weapons!" ”

"Well done."

Our Lady of the White Lotus stroked the man's head lightly and smiled lightly: "With the addition of these 200,000 people in the Lotte Mansion, the magic weapon of the old mother can be refined!" ”

As she spoke, she slowly floated up, her skirt fluttering, like a goddess in the moon, but she spat out extremely cold words:

"Blood Sacrifice - Begin!"

Airplanes~

The mighty white light suddenly illuminated the night sky, and the flower bone in the palm of the White Lotus Mother floated up, and the evil aura in the divine slowly dispersed, squirming and spreading like life in the night sky!

"The saint has descended, and the white lotus has been reborn! The red sun is gone, and the white sun is prosperous. ”

"The Old Mother Goddess Wei Pudu All Living Beings ......."

The white-clothed people in the courtyard kowtowed even more feverishly and roared madly.

Call~

At this moment, a red light streaked across the sky and landed on the eaves.

Poof!

The fanatical White Lotus Sect believers suddenly looked up, and saw that the Holy Mother of the White Lotus, who was as holy as an immortal, smashed into the courtyard with a dull sound.

What was extremely terrifying was that her body was withered, like dead wood, broken into an astonishing arc, but not a trace of blood flowed.

It's like a dried corpse!

"Mother!"

All the White Lotus believers changed color one after another, and let out an unbelievable roar.

"Saints? It's ridiculous. ”

In the roar of the White Lotus believers, an evil voice suddenly resounded in the courtyard.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw a small figure of an inch in the dim night sky sitting cross-legged on the eaves, smiling very evilly.

"Ahh

"You!"

"No!"

In the next moment, the world was silent.