Volume 1 Disciples of the Immortal Sect Chapter 63 Awakening

Kitazawa got its name from three large lakes.

In this vast grassland with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, there are three large lakes and waters of Longze, Chuanze, and Pyeongtaek, all of which are within a radius of thousands of miles.

Among the three lakes, Longze Lake is the most vast, with a radius of more than 1,800 miles, for the people who have lived in the vicinity of Longze Lake for generations, this Longze Lake is so big that it has no end, which is equivalent to the legendary sea area, so this Longze Lake is also called 'Flying Dragon Sea'.

There are many water systems that originate from Longze Lake, and among the thousands of cities in the Beize Countries, there are many cities that are prosperous because of the adjacent water systems, and Tingxue City is one of them.

Tingxue City is located in the territory of Fengyao Kingdom, and is named after Lin Tingxue, a female general who worships the general of Fengyao State.

There are not many tens of thousands of people in the city, dozens of nearby villages and towns, the people who live here in previous years mostly herded cattle and sheep, fished and caught turtles and lived, but this year it is cold and frozen, several small lakes near the city, extremely rare are all blocked by ice, and the people have to dig ice to fish.

On a lake farthest from Listening to Snow City, the ice cracked as if it had been smashed by a boulder falling from the sky, and the crack was shrouded in wisps of blood that gathered but did not disperse.

Many people gathered around this small lake with their arms crossed, talking to each other, and talking about it.

In the distance, behind the dead grass more than a person high, two figures fell on flying swords, revealing two young figures, one of whom was bald and had a fleshy face.

"Chen Qing, is the opportunity you are talking about here?"

The man turned his head and glared at the young man beside him with bull's eyes.

The cultivation of this bald monk was at the fifth level of qi refining, and the young man beside him was at the third layer of qi refining.

This young man's face was flat, his face was a little pale at this time, he was the first time to experience the feeling of flying into the sky, and when he heard this, he hurriedly nodded: "Brother Gong, it is indeed here, you look at the strange appearance above the ice, and the thing that fell into the small lake here must be extraordinary!" ”

The bald monk looked a little cautious.

He probed his mind carefully for the blood in the cracks in the ice ahead.

The young man looked down at his wind-blown silk shirt, stretched out his hand to smooth it out, and then continued:

"I heard that a few days ago, the disaster of the sky collapsed, the entire Liuji Mountain was destroyed, there are a few ancient Xiu Cave Mansions in the depths of the Liuji Mountain were destroyed, many treasures have become like essence running around, this place has also been affected by the disaster of the sky, the younger brother's house has been shaken, I can't say that this lake is the treasure that ran out of those Gu Xiu Cave Mansions, if it can be obtained by Brother Gong today......"

The young man in a dark purple silk shirt chattered endlessly, as if he were a chatterbox.

The bald monk looked a little impatient, but he didn't say anything.

His divine consciousness had carefully probed towards the cracked ice, and was about to cover the blood, but at a distance of an inch from the blood, he saw the blood tremble slightly, and then it pounced on his divine consciousness like a vicious beast, and a strong pain came, and he screamed miserably, sensing a blood-colored power, spreading rapidly along his divine sense, and almost penetrating into his eyebrows in the blink of an eye.

"Ahh

The bald monk was not indecisive, he cut off his sense directly, and the color of blood froze in front of his eyes, and then retracted into the crack in the ice.

The pain of the divine soul made the bald monk almost fall to the ground, but his heart was relieved.

"Chen Qing, you dare to harm me!"

Then his face sank, and he was already furious, and shouted at the young man beside him, but before the words could be fully spoken, his eyes showed disbelief.

A cold-lit flying sword pierced through his chest, pierced his heart, and twisted fiercely.

Burst!

Green blood overflowed from the bald monk's mouth, his dark lips trembled, and he turned to point at the ordinary-looking young man with all his might: "You...... Chen Qing, you are so poisonous......"

The bald monk fell to the ground, his body convulsing a few times before he died.

"Thank you Brother Gong for contributing your net worth and supporting the cultivation of the younger brother."

The young man dressed in dark purple silk said with a smile, he pulled out the poisoned flying sword from the bald monk's body, waved his hand into the storage bag around his waist, and the other hand had already touched the bald monk's body, he was extremely skilled, obviously not the first time he had done such a thing.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in the young man's ears.

"Borrow my blood and kill this fang, this harvest should be half of my gain."

The young man turned his head and looked at the cracked lake.

His pupils contracted, but there was a little smile on his face, and he hugged his fists lightly: "You should be as your predecessor said." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and offered the storage bag he had found on the bald monk with both hands.

A pale red divine consciousness took the storage bag away.

Under the cracked ice, Gu Qing, who had just woken up, sank under the cold water, rubbing his eyebrows with a tired face, and casually glanced at the storage bag in front of him.

The bald man was dead, and the divine sense imprint on this storage bag was completely eliminated, Gu Qing took out more than forty lower-grade spirit stones and most of the jars of spiritual sand in this storage bag, and threw the storage bag onto the ice layer casually, and threw it at the young man with his divine sense.

The young man grabbed the storage bag, injected spiritual power into it, and saw that there was only no spirit stone and spirit sand, and his eyes were happy.

"Don't bother me again."

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in his ears.

The young man's figure trembled, and he nodded his head in agreement, but his gaze glanced at the people gathered on the other side.

……

Gu Qing took out the flying sword and dug an ice chamber on the ice above that could only accommodate one person, but his eyes flashed slightly.

He had sensed the young man's movements.

This young man dressed in dark purple silk is incarnating as an immortal master, luring away the people gathered on the shore of the lake here.

"It's smart, but it's a pity that being smart is mistaken by being smart."

Gu Qing shook his head slightly.

As an immortal master, he lured the people here away, and clearly told the other monks that there was something worth plotting in this cracked ice lake, which was quite a bit of a sense that there were no silver three hundred taels here, and this young man was still inexperienced.

Of course, it could also be that this person has a calculating mind.

Gu Qing sat cross-legged in the ice room, breathed a sigh of relief, visualized his eyebrows, and entered the stone tablet space.

In the stele space, the aura has reached the level of the cave built on the second-order spirit vein, the aura condensed into a white mist and drifted away, Gu Qing's figure suddenly appeared on the futon in front of the pitch-black stele, he glanced at the situation in the stele space, and his heart was full of thoughts.

On this trip to Liuji Mountain, he lost two second-order spirit runes, as well as the Soul Desire Banner of the medium-grade magic weapon.

The golden armor talisman and the void-breaking talisman can't be found.

How can this spirit rune be found without his divine sense imprint? He could sense the vague direction of the Desire Soul Banner, but unfortunately, at this moment, he was seriously injured, and most of his soul was lost, so it was not appropriate to immediately look for the Desire Soul Banner.

It is only possible to think in the long run.

This incident gave Gu Qing a wake-up call.

After all, the storage bag is something outside the body, if it encounters a strong enemy, it is easy to be taken away, if you can put your net worth in the stone tablet space, it is undoubtedly excellent.

But the disadvantage of using the stele space to store his wealth is that he has to enter this space every time he accesses something.

This is easy to say on a normal day.

But when fighting with the rival monks, the method changes rapidly, and he naturally can't keep going in and out of the stone tablet space, taking out one magic weapon after another, and fighting the enemy one by one.

"If you can take things out of the stele space, or put things into the stele space, it will naturally be extremely convenient, and in the future, you should collect some specific information about the treasure of the cave, such as how to use it, how to collect other things."

Thinking of this, Gu Qing's heart settled for a while.

He took out a Baibi Pill, swallowed it in his abdomen, wrapped it in spiritual power and refined it, and then his eyes closed slightly, sensing the seed of divine consciousness that was sent into the body of the demon fetus.

After a long time, Gu Qing opened his eyes.

"I can only sense a vast amount of blood, and the seed of divine consciousness seems to be alive and dead." He whispered.

It has been about four or five days now, and the seed of his divine consciousness has not been extinguished, but he has not really taken away the hundreds of zhang giants, but is in a strange state.

After more than four months of Gu Qing's exploration with the filaments of divine consciousness, he was able to determine that the giant of several hundred zhang did not have a divine soul, which was also the reason why he dared to separate most of the demidivine soul power to condense into the seed of divine consciousness and try to occupy the body of this giant.

After sensing the seed of divine sense, Gu Qing looked at his body.

He's in a weird state at the moment.

The Shenque acupoint was almost filled with blood-colored air mass, and the Yin Fu was buried in the deepest depth, he opened his eyes and took off the somewhat ragged black clothes on his body, looking at his Shenque acupoint.

I saw a circle of blood-colored lines there, swirling and spreading in all directions, Gu Qing's brows furrowed slightly.

The direct result of this change is that his spiritual power and divine consciousness are all contaminated with some extremely domineering devouring power, and they can corrode the spirituality of magic weapons.

In addition, the invisible barrier around him has become more tenacious.

This is also the reason why he was able to survive when his protective spiritual power was scattered, he smashed a few zhang thick ice and fell into the ice lake, Gu Qing retracted his gaze, threw a few dust removal techniques on his body, and changed into a clean black clothes.

He closed his eyes and refined the Baibi Pill with all his might.

The tidal aura flickered, Gu Qing's eyes had a slight gap, and on the picture scroll given by Li Hengyang, the vast sea area was under his eyes, he visualized the spirit turtle in the sea, and only felt that his weak soul came with an extremely comfortable power.

Such as chickens holding eggs, such as dragons raising pearls.

Under the medicinal power of Bai Pi Dan, the injuries between his viscera healed very quickly, and a trace of black blood overflowed along his flesh and skin, which was the bad blood accumulated in his body during the four or five days of coma, and after a day and a night, his physical injuries had healed.

Gu Qing didn't open his eyes, he directly brushed the storage bag on his waist, took out a Melting Spirit Pill and swallowed it in his abdomen.

He wrapped this melting elixir with spiritual power and slowly refined it, still visualizing the spirit turtle in the vast sea, his breathing gradually became undetectable, and his heartbeat became slower and slower.

……

Outside.

On the side of Fengyao Country, there is Haichang Kingdom, which is much weaker than Fengyao Kingdom, and at this moment, in Qinghai City, the capital of Haichang Kingdom, in Guanyu, where the national teacher of Haichang Country lives.

"How can the imprint of divine consciousness on this little banner be so difficult to erase?"

Haichang Guoshi, who was dressed in red, looked at the light blue banner in his hand, and his brows were tightly knit on his face of the fairy wind bone.