Dreams are often only in the blink of an eye.

A hundred years have passed, as in front of us.

Old friends, enemies, love and hate, reappear in dreams.

Gu Qing's mood fluctuated, but he could always break free, he was like a passerby, without nostalgia.

Until the most ordinary small mountain village, like a picture, appeared in front of his eyes.

Long......

He sighed silently and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyebrows jumped violently, and the tingling sensation gradually disappeared, Gu Qing looked at the situation in the hall silently.

Zhao Tieshan, who was beside him, closed his eyes and rolled wildly, bared his teeth, and the spiritual power of the wood on the first layer of qi refining overflowed, causing a layer of cyan light to cover the back of his head, and his cheeks were also a little blue.

This guy obviously hasn't woken up yet.

The gray-clothed disciple surnamed Xu had a fluctuating breath, a struggling expression, and heavy breathing, mixed with a strange ecstasy.

Wan Yinglong, who was in the late stage of Qi refining, was full of bitterness, and he didn't know what kind of illusion he was experiencing, this inner senior brother of Tiandan Pavilion, whose face was originally quite handsome, was already distorted like a bitter melon.

The little fat man Liu Feng, with a few wild smiles on his face, his body was sensational, and he didn't know what he was experiencing in the illusion with a drunken face.

Qi Changyue, who was closest to the top of the list, had a cold expression and couldn't see anything, but looking at his appearance at the moment, he shouldn't have woken up yet.

As for Xi Mengyun beside Qi Changyue, she had already woken up, she keenly caught Gu Qing's gaze, and she actually dodged it a little twisted, and only after reacting did she glare back fiercely.

"This woman...... I don't know what I've experienced from the illusion, but it seems to be a little hostile to me. ”

Gu Qing staggered his gaze.

As for the square strings......

This guy was lying on the floor with his legs bent into a cross-knee shape, and he was still holding a finger in his hand that he didn't know what it meant, and it looked like it was out of the dust.

"Could it be that this guy has become an immortal in the illusion? It seems that his attachment is different from mine. ”

Gu Qing looked strange.

In the sky above the Flying Thunder Palace, the cyan tripod was gone, and it was thought that it had been taken back by the Flying Thunder Dao people.

In the first place, but there was no figure of the Flying Thunder Dao person, Gu Qing thought about it for a while, and got up from his seat.

"Hey! Xiaoqing, what are you going to do? ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, Xi Mengyun's voice sounded in his ears, and his tone was a little coquettish.

The wide black robe covered the petite Xi Mengyun, and on that beautiful little face, the bright eyes were full of unknown meaning, staring at Gu Qing from a distance of more than ten meters.

Gu Qing glanced at her calmly: "Senior Sister Xi, Gu heard that there is a Spring Festival Tower in the Flying Thunder City, and there are four major Oiran in this Spring Festival, all of which are flowers and moon appearances, famous in Huaining County, and now that they have used the spiritual food, Gu is ready to find a way to go down the mountain to take a look, I don't know, does Senior Sister Xi want to go with him?" ”

There is a common agreement in Huifeng Valley, among the three immortal sects, the monks of the same generation, without apprenticeship, are the senior brothers and sisters who are high, and those who are low are the junior brothers and sisters.

Pity him Gu someone who has lived for more than a hundred years, and he has to call a bunch of little children brothers and sisters, and he really lives more and more back.

Gu Qing's words made Xi Mengyun's expression freeze slightly.

Looking up again, Gu Qing had already quickly walked out of the main hall.

"Heh......"

Stunned for a moment, Xi Mengyun chuckled.

On her beautiful face, the corners of her mouth hooked, and she was slightly surprised in her heart: "Xiaoqing, has you found something......

"Uh......"

At this moment, Qi Changyue's wake up sound beside her, and she turned her head and looked with a smile.

……

Outside the Flying Thunder Temple.

The Flying Thunder View on the top of this peak is not big, and Gu Qing quickly walked around more than halfway, but he didn't see the boy in the view.

"Xi Mengyun, this girl, seems to have something to do with the Shanyin faction."

Thinking anxiously in his heart, Gu Qing quickened his pace.

After several years of friendship, out of caution, Gu Qing touched Xi Mengyun's details and knew that this woman had secretly interacted with people from the Shanyin faction.

At this time, on the Flying Thunder Peak, the mountain fog was even thicker, and the formation that was arranged on the top of the mountain had already been opened, with Gu Qing's cultivation, forcibly breaking through was tantamount to looking for death, it was because he seemed to be circling in the view, but in fact, he was looking for the weak point of the formation.

As he walked, the summit suddenly shook slightly.

Gu Qing's pupils shrank, and he raised his head suddenly.

But I saw the mountain fog surging violently, the white mountain fog, from one side like snow under the scorching sun quickly melted, just a few breaths later, an inverted giant bowl-like dark blue array appeared, on the large array of light curtain, a circle of silver-white lightning flowed.

This circle of silver-white lightning was rapidly converging in a certain direction, and soon gathered into a light purple mass, faintly outlining a human figure, which looked just like the Flying Thunder Dao person.

Rumble!

There was a gale wind blowing from nowhere, pressing towards the top of the Flying Thunder Peak, and crashing into Gu Qing's body with a bang, the aura like a curtain of water on his body appeared, but it was shattered in an instant, his eyes were in sharp pain, and the whole person flew upside down in an instant, dodged with his eyes closed, and narrowly avoided the huge grinding disc flying in front of him.

Boom!

A huge grinding disc crushed a small building and embedded it in the walls of the Flying Thunder Temple.

Gu Qing's face turned red, and he struggled to urge the spiritual power in his body to protect his eyes, and then opened his eyes, his gray clothes made a strong sound, he looked left and right quickly, forcibly several feet against the wind, and turned over and stepped over a high wall of blue bricks that had not collapsed.

This is a small courtyard built on the edge of Feilei Peak, but it is relatively sheltered from the wind, as soon as Gu Qing's footsteps landed, there were bursts of exclamations from Dao Tong.

"Backyard ......"

Gu Qing, who was slightly embarrassed, looked around a few times, and walked along the narrow path on one side to the front of the courtyard silently.

Pre-hospital.

More than a dozen children in the Taoist temple gathered together, most of the children were full of panic, trembling, some of the children were bitter and hateful, their clothes were bulging, they didn't know what was stuffed, and some were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, and they couldn't see their expressions.

There are also two boys, both of whom have a cultivation level of qi refining, and at this moment, they are talking on the side.

"With the formation to rely on, the viewer will not be defeated, right?"

"I can't tell! There are two old guys in the foundation building period, the view of the master may not be able to withstand it, listen to me, as soon as the formation is broken, we will run down the mountain, jump off the cliff when encountering the cliff, jump into the water, and always survive. ”

"Godsheng! How has the Lord treated us over the years? Your conscience has been eaten by dogs! ”

"Fuck off! Lao Tzu is not even his mother's registered disciple, he has only been refining his mother's qi for eight years on the mountain, and he has long wanted to run away! Lao Tzu has thought about it, went down the mountain, really survived, and went into the city, how many days can he be happy, and he will sleep back on the little girl's skin that he has missed all these years! Also open branches for my Ge family and scatter leaves! ”

Gu Qing silently retracted his gaze.

Two foundation-building monks!

His heart was heavy.

Gu Qing looked at the children in the front courtyard again.

The first-level qi refining boy named Ge Desheng was the one who led the way before, and he looked like a thin Taoist boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

Eight years on the mountain? Still going to spread the leaves?

Could it be ......

This guy is a dwarf?

After a few random words, Gu Qing's depression in his heart disappeared a little, and he returned to the backyard, recalling the layout of the entire Taoist temple.

He kept calculating in his hands.

"This place should be the weak point of the formation."

Soon, his brow furrowed.

The point where the formation is weak means that if the formation is broken, it will be the first to disintegrate, and the residual power scattered when it disintegrates is the weakest.

He took out a small worn-out yellow cloth bag from his arms, carefully injected spiritual power, and suddenly took a total of ten magic talismans in his hand.

This pile of divine talismans, only two pieces of lower grade spirit stones, only a hundred miles of divine talisman that does not enter the grade, can only travel hundreds of miles a day, for monks, it is not slow, the only advantage is that the speed of this divine talisman can be superimposed to some extent.

After a while, if the Flying Thunder Daoist was defeated and the formation was broken, he was ready to use all this pile of Divine Talismans, plus there was a Dao boy in the front yard, but he could divert his gaze, and the possibility of him escaping greatly increased.

As for Zhao Tieshan and the others in the Flying Thunder Palace......

"Ask for more blessings."

Gu Qing's face was expressionless.

He didn't dare to waste time, and immediately took advantage of the special features of the decanate water to return to one gong and spit it out.

The tidal wave of spiritual power converged, and soon he was like a sleeping spirit turtle, sitting in the corner of the wall, barely breathing out.