"Blessed ...... wolf god" Gu Xu silently repeated the word, quite curious in his heart.

He really wanted to know what kind of power could instantly elevate a barbarian warrior with the strength of the fourth and fifth realms to a level comparable to that of a saint.

"Where is your holy mountain?" After a moment of thought, he asked.

"Over there," Harabar raised his head slightly, looking ahead, "and go more than three hundred miles." ”

Gu Xu also turned his head to look over there and found that it was exactly in the same direction as Kunlun Mountain.

"You show me the way," he commanded, "and I want to see the holy mountain." ”

Harabar's expression immediately became a little complicated.

The young man in the green shirt in front of him had an unknown origin and strange methods—if he was taken to the Holy Mountain, it was likely that something unforeseen would happen.

But the lives of his people are still in his hands.

If he refuses his request, these people will be like in the illusion, with blood splattered and their heads in different places.

"The shamans on the holy mountain have great powers and extraordinary powers," Harabar silently told himself after pondering for a long time, "With them, this man in Tsing Yi should not be able to make any waves." ”

"No problem, sir." He said to Gu Xu.

Gu Xu nodded with satisfaction, untied the talisman on Harabar's body, and waved his hand gently, and the wriggling mud and sand on the ground disappeared.

The barbarians of the entire Depression tribe found themselves still standing on the ground. What had just happened was as if it were just an illusion on their part.

A few of them, seeing that they finally got out of the trap, immediately turned over and got on their horses, turned around and ran, just hoping to leave Gu Xu far away, and never wanted to see this devil-like Qi person again.

But after a moment, they were shocked and frightened to find that although they felt that they had run a long distance, in fact, they were still spinning in circles.

The young man in Tsing Yi was still smiling, watching them quietly not far behind them.

"Take care of your companions." Gu Xu instructed lightly to Harabar beside him.

Harabar took a deep breath and bowed his head in agreement.

Compared to his clansmen, Harabar had more experience in fighting with the Qi people, so he naturally saw that Gu Xu had used the power of space just now.

In the eyes of the steppe people, whether it is time or space, it is the realm controlled by God, and it is difficult for mortals to peek into the mysteries of it after spending their entire lives.

But Gu Xu was able to use the power of space flexibly and effortlessly, playing with everyone in the palm of his hand effortlessly.

"Who the hell is he?" Harabar wondered, "It stands to reason that a person like him should have already become powerful and famous. But why have I never heard of such a number one person in Qi State? ”

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That night, the barbarians rested in the open air in the wasteland.

Gu Xu took out the "Xianyunju".

In the blink of an eye, an antique house appeared in front of everyone's eyes out of thin air, and it was particularly abrupt in the desolate scene around it.

Harabar and the others had already understood that this house, which could be carried with them, was the magic weapon of space that they coveted just now. But now, even if they were given a hundred guts, they would not dare to have the slightest greed for Gu Xu's things.

Under the gaze of everyone's reverence and awe, Gu Xu pushed open the door of the house and walked straight into the "Xianyun Residence".

On the desk in the room, there were piles of densely written papers—these were Gu Xu's recent deductions of the "Forbidden Technique".

At this point, his research was stuck in a bottleneck.

Let him rack his brains, but it is difficult to make new progress.

With Gu Xu's comprehension that is far beyond ordinary people, this is the first time he has encountered such a problem in the deduction of the Dao Law.

"Why don't you give up!" The white-haired young man in his mind spoke to him again, "Lu Shiyao has completely disappeared from this world, even if you really figure out the 'Forbidden Technique', it is impossible to resurrect her. You don't have much time for yourself, so why waste it on this futile task? ”

Gu Xu ignored him.

His face was different, and his gaze lingered on the other corner of the desk for a long time.

The quaint and slender Jinghong pen is placed there, and the surface is covered with a thin layer of frost, exuding a faint silver-white glow.

Of course, what surprised him was not the changes that had occurred in the pen.

Rather, it was a baby lying quietly next to the pen.

The baby falls asleep with his eyes closed, does not cry or make a fuss, and the whole person is translucent, looking like a fog that will dissipate at any time.

Although the baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, with intuition, Gu Xu knew that she was a baby girl.

"Congratulations," the white-haired boy teased in his mind, "It's really interesting that a virgin who is not yet married is about to become a father." ”

"Shut up." Gu Xu said.

Naturally, this child could not be his.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the causal connection between the baby and the Amazing Pen in the dark, and guessed that this child was the newly born instrument spirit of the Amazing Pen .

As we all know, all famous objects have spirits.

And the machine spirit of the Thrilling Pen has always lived and died with the master - every time it recognizes the master, a new machine spirit will be born, and after the master dies, the machine spirit will also die.

Prior to this, Gu Xu had thought of many ways to try to awaken the machine spirit that belonged to him from the Shocking Pen, but he was unsuccessful.

He already wanted to give up and was ready to go with the flow.

Unexpectedly, today, the machine spirit appeared without warning.

"Why is that?" Gu Xu secretly guessed, "It stands to reason that the condition required for the birth of the machine spirit is 'spiritual resonance' - but the problem is, I haven't done anything recently, why did it appear inexplicably?"

"Could it be that there is still the imprint of Lu Shiyao's fate in the pen of Jinghong, and I have been thinking about the 'Forbidden Technique' every day recently, and I want to resurrect her, so I accidentally gave birth to the spirit of the instrument?"

He thought as he took a few steps forward and came to the baby.

It is different from the astrolabe machine spirit that is only the size of a thumb.

The spirit of the Pen is similar to the size of a normal human baby.

The moment Gu Xu walked over, the baby seemed to be aware of this, opened his eyes with a heart, and stretched out a small white hand towards him.

"It's too similar, it's too similar."

Gu Xu was stunned for two seconds, as if he had been struck by lightning.

The contours of the baby's facial features, especially the eyes, are exactly the same as Lu Shiyao.

In a trance, he seemed to see Lu Shiyao, who was dressed in white, appear beside him, pulled his sleeves, and softly called "Childe".

It took him a while to come to his senses.

A complicated smile appeared on his face.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out a finger, and gently touched the baby's little hand.

Babies do not have a physical body.

His fingers went straight through her palm.

But his soul felt a refreshing coolness, as if he had touched the ice and snow of the cold mountain.

(End of chapter)