The first volume of the Remnants is born! Chapter 248: The Young Man in White

The mirror underneath collapsed and exploded, gradually dissipating.

A huge vortex channel appeared below Gu Changliu.

Gu Changliu watched the appearance of the passage and did not immediately enter it.

The duel with the reflection just now consumed a lot of his energy and mana.

This is both a burden and an improvement for him in this life.

The feeling of exhaustion from his soul swept through his body, making his body tremble slightly and a little unstable.

Gu Changliu immediately took out a soul-nourishing elixir and stuffed it into his mouth, the majestic medicinal power dissolved, and his soul, which was originally depleted of soul power, was infiltrated at this moment.

If he got Ganlin after a long drought, an indescribable feeling of comfort came to his heart, making him unconsciously smile on his face.

"Sure enough, this kind of intensity is what makes me feel really excited!"

"I hope those alternate Daoists in the Blood Doom Continent don't let me down."

Gu Changliu exhaled a breath of turbid air, and after recovering his spirit, he strode towards the whirlpool below.

At the same time, the outside world.

Everyone looked at the point of light that had already reached the eighth layer, and their faces were all filled with a touch of horror and fear!

They didn't know how difficult the Wind King, one of the Eight Kings of the Ancients, had left behind a legacy test.

But at this moment, the entire stone tower, except for the point of light outside the eighth layer.

Now the highest has reached the sixth floor!

On the entire stone tower, there are still more than 30 points of light at this moment.

Most of them are concentrated on the fourth and fifth floors.

A few are on the third floor, and on the sixth floor, there are only four.

"There is still one floor left, you can climb to the ninth floor and get the ancient scriptures!"

"I really don't know which Taoist is able to beat the crowd!"

Someone swallowed, looked nervous, and said with a bit of anticipation.

"Among the many Dao Sons who have arrived this time, most of the talents are among the best!"

"If you have to choose who is the first, it must be! Yi Ran'er's qualifications, this one who has climbed to the eighth layer can only be her. ”

"If it's really Ran'er, then when you return to the palace, there will be no suspense about the position of the Xuannu."

In the direction of Yuqing Palace, an elderly woman said secretly in her heart.

Her cloudy eyes looked at the stone tower in front of her, her hands trembling slightly.

The woman in white brought by the Yuqing Palace this time, named Luo Ran, was one of the candidates for Xuannu.

In this generation of Yuqing Palace, there are only three candidates for Xuannu, but each of them is extremely outstanding and amazingly talented!

Each of them, if they are placed alone in the history of the Yuqing Palace in the past, is enough to become a Xuannu of any era!

But because of this, it is very difficult for the three of them to choose the real Xuannu of this generation.

If Luo Ran can step into the ninth layer and get the ancient scriptures left by the Wind King, then the position of this Xuannu must belong to her.

Now.

The people of Jinting Mountain, the Beitang Family, the White Dragon Temple and other forces also looked nervously at the point of light on the eighth layer.

They hoped that the person who had stepped into the eighth layer would be able to go one step further and go up to the ninth floor, but they did not want him to go up to the ninth floor.

Without him, because all parties are very worried at the moment.

If the person who has stepped into the eighth layer is his own Tianjiao, it is fine, but if not......

Then it is not good news for all parties.

Above the stone tower.

The pupils of the old man's face were still like an abyss, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

There was no expression on his old face, but if you looked closely, you could feel a strange smile.

Inside the Stone Tower.

Gu Changliu stepped into the whirlpool, and the scene in front of him suddenly flipped over.

A brightly lit hall appeared in front of his eyes.

Ahead.

A young man in white was sitting next to the case, making tea.

The moment Gu Changliu saw the young man in white, his eyes couldn't help but stare at him.

The young man in front of him has a handsome appearance and an elegant temperament.

His eyes were like stars, and he was very bright.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he was concentrating on washing tea.

And in his body, there is not the slightest breath emanating, and he is completely an ordinary person.

But, how could an ordinary person appear on the ninth floor of this stone tower?

Gu Changliu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

But at this time, the young man in white had finished washing the tea and poured tea into the two cups.

He looked up at Gu Changliu and said with a smile: "There are friends from afar, don't you say, Daoyou, please!" ”

When the clear voice came, Gu Changliu heard the words, and without the slightest hesitation, he strode forward.

Gu Changliu came to the case and sat down with a calm expression, without the slightest restraint and nervousness.

He picked up the teacup and took a slight sip from his lips.

"Kushen tea, good."

Gu Changliu tasted the tea in the cup, his eyes closed slightly.

After a moment, his eyes opened and he couldn't help but nod and sigh.

When the young man in white heard this, a trace of astonishment appeared on his smiling face.

"I didn't expect that fellow Daoist friends would still know about Kushen Tea."

The young man in white was stunned.

The tea in his cup is called the bitter god.

Legend has it that even if a god drinks this tea, he will feel bitter.

Of course, there may be an exaggeration in this statement.

But its bitterness is true.

And after the bitterness, there is an endless fragrant aftertaste.

It can help people to clear their minds and calm their minds, understand their thoughts, not be troubled by demons, and can also wash their mana, make people sympathetic, and feel the mystery of heaven and earth.

After Gu Changliu drank a sip of bitter god tea, he was slightly intoxicated.

Immediately, he drank all the tea in the cup and said, "Good tea, can you have another cup." ”

When the young man in white heard this, he looked stunned, picked up the teapot on the side, and served tea for Gu Changliu.

In this way, Gu Changliu drank several cups of bitter god tea in a row before stopping.

The young man in white looked at Gu Changliu quietly, and did not speak, but only refilled tea for Gu Changliu frequently.

Gu Changliu exhaled lightly and looked at the white-clothed young man in front of him.

The two looked at each other, and one looked calm and calm.

One person's eyes were clear, but he was a little curious.

Finally, after more than ten breaths, the young man in white couldn't help the curiosity in his heart and asked, "Fellow Daoists are not curious, what is the test of this ninth layer?" ”

"Who am I?"

Gu Changliu was smiling, his eyes were calm, looking at the white-clothed young man in front of him, he already had some guesses about the origin of the other party.

I saw his lips open slightly, and he slowly spit out two words.

"Wind King."

The calm voice fell, and the young man in white opposite him couldn't help but freeze when he heard the words.

Obviously, he didn't expect that this young man with a mysterious origin would know his identity at a glance.

The young man in white did not deny it, but asked more curiously: "Oh, then how did you judge that I am the Wind King." ”

Gu Changliu smiled indifferently and said, "Although this stone tower is the first test left by the Wind King, I really can't think of anyone else who can guard the last layer except for the Wind King himself." ”

"Besides, this kind of tea is bitter god tea, let alone drinking it by ordinary monks, I'm afraid they haven't seen it, and they haven't even heard of it."

"Being able to entertain guests with bitter god tea, and sitting here so calmly, I'm afraid that only the Wind King can have such a bearing."