After leaving Tianyin Tower.

In Gu Qing's stone tablet space, there were already two hundred and eighty more medium-grade spirit stones, plus the twenty medium-grade spirit stones he gave to Zhou Lian's junior disciples, Zhao Xueling compensated him with a total of three hundred medium-grade spirit stones.

What Gu Qing said earlier was that Zhao Xueling should compensate 1,800 medium-grade spirit stones, which was naturally just a joke.

As a matter of fact.

In the end, Zhao Xueling was able to take out three hundred medium-grade spirit stones as compensation, Gu Qing was a little surprised, he never thought that this woman would really save some money by running the gold cave of Tianyin Tower.

In the Chihu Fang, monks from all over the world gathered.

Gu Qing and Zhou Lian, from the shallows of the small island in the lake where Tianyin Tower is located, each rose with their swords, flew over Chihu Lake, landed on the shore of Chihu Lake, and went towards Chihufang City together.

Walk through the crowds.

Zhou Lian's expression was still a little sluggish.

He couldn't imagine that he had never experienced the affairs of men and women, and he had been so crazy and indulgent before.

At the same time, a shadow hung on his heart.

Since Senior Lin can easily control his physical body, will this kind of loss of control happen again in the future?

Gu Qing glanced at Zhou Lian.

He said, "Senior Brother Zhou Lian! Of course, things between men and women will deplete their energy, but if you really can't control your desires, you should dredge it from time to time! You must know that desires are like a flood, and they will flow for thousands of miles. ”

Zhou Lian's old face under the black robe turned red.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Gu, for mentioning it."

He nodded imperceptibly, and replied.

It was impossible for him to explain the inside story to Senior Brother Gu Qing about this matter.

Gu Qing and Zhou Lian soon came to the edge of Chihu Fang, Gu Qing seemed to inadvertently glance at a certain direction behind him, he sensed a faint sense of threat, I am afraid that it is not just the two Qi Refining Cultivators who can sense it to follow.

'The Repair of the Foundation......

Gu Qing's heart throbbed a little.

His mind moved.

Four spirit runes were held in his hands.

He took out one of them, handed it to Zhou Lian, and said, "With this Yellow Wind Talisman, you can travel thousands of miles in half an hour." ”

Zhou Lian took it.

A first-order high-grade spirit rune!

At this time, Zhou Lian remembered the identity of this Senior Brother Gu Qing.

Talisman!

Combined with what Senior Lin said, this Senior Brother Gu Qing is a talisman who has obtained the ancient demon inheritance and can be frightened to retreat!

"Didn't you say that the talismans were all weak and their spells were sparse? This Senior Brother Gu Qing is really extraordinary. ’

Zhou Lian thought so in his heart.

He took the talisman and hugged his fists in thanks.

Neither of them is a muddy person.

The next moment.

Two dark yellow rays of light shot up into the sky, heading towards the direction of the Returning Wind Valley, flying away at an extremely fast speed, and almost disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

That's when it happened.

A breeze blew.

In this wind, the middle-aged scribe with an indifferent expression looked like Xiu, and his figure was revealed, and his indifferent eyes looked at the two dim yellow lights, and his figure flickered again and again, and he had already teleported over.

Two purple-robed old men appeared from the side.

The purple-robed old man on the left had a round face and broad cheeks, and his expression was surprised.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "With such a speed, a monk who is no longer in the Great Perfection Realm of Qi Refining can fly away with all his might!" The two people of this idle crane faction have at least a first-order high-grade spirit rune! ”

"Looks like they've sensed something."

The other purple-robed old man was a little thin and had a gloomy expression.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said gloomily: "It's a pity, even if they perceive something, it will be difficult for them to turn over the big waves under the cultivation of the family master's foundation building period, and we will quickly keep up." ”

Conversations.

The two purple-robed old men had already used their own means to chase after Gu Qing and Zhou Lian in the direction where they had disappeared.

……

In the distant sky, white clouds are like mist.

Gu Qing harnessed the dim yellow light, speeding through the clouds and mist, and he quietly glanced at Zhou Lian on the side.

He said, "Senior Brother Zhou's Divine Soul Strength, I'm afraid it has reached the late stage of Qi refining, right?" Only with the strength of the Divine Soul in the late stage of Qi refining can the power of the Yellow Wind Fu be fully exerted, so that the speed of the cultivation of this Fu is comparable to the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining. ”

Zhou Lian urges the spiritual power of the body to resist the gales in the sky.

At this time, his speed had reached a terrifying level, and if he didn't have the spiritual power to protect his body, his flesh and blood would have been blown apart long ago.

Now.

Zhou Lian heard Gu Qing's voice, and just wanted to respond to something.

[Zhou boy, the cultivation of the foundation is already a hundred zhang away! ] Hurry up and get closer to you, Senior Brother Gu Qing! 】

The business in my mind suddenly sounded.

Zhou practiced his body for a while.

He immediately mobilized the dim yellow light and came to Gu Qing's side.

Gu Qing raised his eyebrows.

He turned his head to look behind him.

There was a middle-aged scribe-looking cultivator with a cold expression, who was walking through the air, and in the blink of an eye, he was already near.

"Hand over Zhou Lian's son, and Daoist friends can leave on their own."

The middle-aged scribe looked like a cultivator, and spoke.

Gu Qing's expression did not fluctuate for half a minute.

The dim yellow light paused in mid-air, he held a close talisman and a mountain-shaking talisman in his hand, looking at the middle-aged scribe's appearance, he asked calmly: "The senior openly attacked my Xianhe Sect disciples, and they want to let me go, is this a provocation to my Xianhe Sect?" ”

The middle-aged scribe's expression fluctuated slightly.

He stood in the air with his hands in his hands, as if stepping on the ground, and nodded: "Whatever this fellow Taoist understands!" You, Senior Brother Zhou Lian, must stay today, if you leave at this time, I won't kill you. ”

The voice did not fall.

A strong force pressed towards Gu Qing and Zhou Lian from all directions, as if this piece of heaven and earth had turned into a shrinking prison, about to squeeze the two of them into pulp.

This is the cultivation of the foundation, and the power of heaven and earth can be mobilized!

Gu Qing's complexion did not change.

Boom!

The dark yellow light that shrouded his figure shattered like a bubble under this might, and the flying sword behind him was directly crushed, and his body was imprisoned in mid-air by this force, even if he moved his little finger, it would take a lot of strength.

Zhou Lian is even worse.

This senior disciple of Zhou Lian was already pressed and rolled his eyes, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his body was frozen in mid-air, unable to even tremble.

With the addition of this strong and powerful force, the middle-aged scribe-like cultivator raised his hand from afar and pressed it hard towards Gu Qing and Zhou Lian.

"Since Gu Daoyou refuses to leave, let's stay together."

The middle-aged scribe looked like Xiu and spoke.

The next moment this Xiu raised his hand.

A big condensed hand made of mixed spiritual power slammed towards Gu Qing and Zhou Lian, and at the same moment, this cultivator's figure flashed and disappeared in its original position.

A silver-white mantle seemed to cut off the light, split into the air, and went straight to Gu Qing's eyebrows.

Click!

Silver-white broke through the sky.

Gu Qing's eyes moved slightly.

His figure suddenly rose a few feet higher, and the golden brilliance bloomed around him, and the invisible power that came from the oppression was immediately broken, and the condensed spiritual power hand that he grabbed fiercely, coupled with his body, only made his figure tremble slightly.

Unhurriedly came to Zhou Lian, and the middle-aged scribe who wanted to capture Zhou Lian looked sideways slightly.

His pupils shrank.

Clang!

He found that the sword he had slashed out turned into a silver-white cloak, and slashed straight at Gu Qing's shoulder, only tearing this son's clothes, leaving a faint white mark, and then the silver cloak, it had been completely wiped out by the golden light that enveloped this son's body.

'What is this golden light?' Magic weapon? ’

A flash of heat flashed in his eyes.

Gu Qing's heart moved.

The mountain-shaking talisman in his palm was urged.

The figure, which had already risen several feet tall, swelled up again, and the golden brilliance that enveloped his figure was mixed with a trace of black light, and the Yan Jiang Sword appeared at his feet, supporting his figure for a moment.

Swish!

Gu Qing looked towards the cultivation of the middle-aged scribe, turned into a ball of golden black light, and slammed into it, crushing the invisible power of this cultivation body inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in front of this cultivation.

"Since the predecessors are cultivating the foundation, can you let Gu ask for advice? Life and death are fateful, do seniors dare to take it? Gu Qing spoke with his divine sense, and his grand voice spread out in all directions.

The middle-aged scribe looked like a cultivator, and his expression was stagnant.

Suddenly, he was furious.

"A little Qi refining! Amusing! ”

His attention was taken away from Zhou Lian's body.

He sneered.

With a cold gaze, he stared at Gu Qing who was attacking.

Gu Qing's figure exuded a heavy mixed brilliance, and it was almost in front of the middle-aged scribe's appearance.

Rumble!

The sound of breaking the wind, like thunder and flashing.

Gu Qing's golden light mixed with the fist of black light, like lightning, fell instantly, with the cultivation of the appearance of a middle-aged scribe as the center, the air around more than 100 zhang was suddenly emptied, the ethereal clouds and mist around it, the farther ones were pressed into water vapor explosion, and the closer ones were directly crushed into fine powder, and the strange celestial phenomena were immediately formed between the clouds and the sky above the mountains and forests, and Zhou Lian was repulsed by the huge force for hundreds of zhang, and fell in embarrassment.

The middle-aged scribe looked like Xiu, his expression did not fluctuate for half a minute, he swiped in his hand, and a silver light appeared, and he saw that it was a flying sword, and he held this flying sword and slashed it lightly.

"I will not die with a sword, and I will spare your life."

The cultivation of the appearance of a middle-aged scribe speaks with divine sense.

The silver-white sword light, in an instant, slashed down.

Burst!

There seemed to be a thin silver line between heaven and earth, turning everything around him into two halves, on Gu Qing's smashed fist, the golden light and black light dissipated almost at the same time, and a deep blood mark spread from Gu Qing's fist, through his flesh and skin a few inches, his figure flew out upside down.

Sting!

A bolt of lightning enveloped Gu Qing, like a heavenly punishment, and burst towards the low peaks and mountains below.

Bang!

Gu Qing's body smashed half of the mountain bag below and fell into the ground at a depth of many feet, leaving only deep holes and white smoke.

Above the clouds.

The middle-aged scribe looks like a cultivator, standing with his hands in his hands.

He looked down, his expression still cold, like a god.

"Huh! A little refining qi, not self-sufficient. ”

He sneered, spat out a few words in his mouth, and spoke in a disdainful tone.

The palm behind his back trembled slightly, and a trace of blood spread from the tiger's mouth in his palm to his arm.

'This son is so strong in the flesh! What secret art did you practice? With this immortal seedling, the idle crane faction is really a blessing. ’

The middle-aged scribe looked like a cultivator, and he secretly said in his heart.

'If I fight against this son, even if I have the cultivation of building a foundation, I will fall into a disadvantageous situation! It's better to leave quickly with Zhou Lian! Zhou Lian is the one who is designated over there, and this matter is related to the future of my Xiang family, and there is absolutely no room for error! ’

I thought so.

He stepped out step by step and came in front of Zhou Lian.

Immediately, his uninjured hand grabbed Zhou Lian in the fall, and an invisible power condensed out again, freezing the falling Zhou Lian's body in mid-air.

Zhou Lian's expression changed slightly.

He only felt the spiritual power in his body, and he couldn't use a trace of it.

Even the thought of struggle could not be born.