Precursors of rebellion (3)
With Xiao He's deep sleep, the thatched hut blown by the cold wind of the night rattled, and everyone in the house gathered around to discuss how his group would break out of the encirclement and join the sect master who was about to return to the sect if something happened to Elder Jian.
With the rustling of the wind, Wang Shengqiu, who is known for his keenness, suddenly stopped discussing, and signaled everyone to be quiet, just when everyone was puzzled, some people with higher cultivation found that all the insect chirping sounds around them had disappeared, and the disappearance of insect chirping meant nothing more obvious, only when there were uninvited guests or large spirit beasts passing by, the insect chirping would suddenly stop.
The senior who was in charge of keeping watch outside found that not far from the thatched house, there was a faint black smoke slowly rising, and not long after, everyone faintly saw the star-like fire slowly rising into the sky.
There it is... Baicao Pavilion.... Diefeng, who was helped up by all the senior brothers, saw the source of the fire from afar.
You must know that the Baicao Pavilion is the important place of the Qingyin Sect, and the cultivators responsible for guarding the Baicao Pavilion are also outstanding geniuses in the inner courtyard, and the fire in the distance is tantamount to the fall of the Baicao Pavilion.
However, everyone only cared about the fire not far away, or regret, or unwillingness, or hatred, but they didn't notice that Gu Ming, who was originally in the crowd, disappeared from the crowd with the impact of the fire in the distance.
Gu Ming, who was walking halfway down, didn't know why he wanted to run like Baicao Pavilion, maybe it was the providence of heaven in the dark, after such a long time, Gu Ming always felt that something was waving to him in the firelight, and subconsciously urged himself to run to the firelight.
The moon and stars are scarce, and the road is full of the smell of burning firewood, Gu Ming feels like Baicao Pavilion all the way to the mountain road, looking from afar, the former Baicao Pavilion is now burned by a fire, and there are scattered people in black who seem to be searching for something in the ruins.
Gu Ming lay behind the rock, taking advantage of the cover of the night, hiding in the darkness, I don't know how long it took, the fire gradually went out, and the black-clothed man in front of him left the Baicao Pavilion with large and small packages.
Gu Ming looked around and confirmed that it was safe, and then slowly groped in, the Baicao Pavilion in the past was now burned beyond recognition by a fire, and the stone lion at the door had already turned black after being shrouded in the fire, fortunately, Gu Ming found no traces of a fight in the Baicao Pavilion, which showed that Elder Jian had never encountered a black-clothed cultivator here.
Facing the layers of ruins, even Gu Ming didn't know why he wanted to come here, seeing the debris covered by a fire, Gu Ming's thoughts always felt that there was something in the ruins that attracted him, and there was no way Gu Mingzhi respected the guidance of his will to face a certain ruin and dig up.
As soon as he dug for a while, scattered footsteps came from the bottom of the mountain, but Gu Ming instinctively wanted to dodge, but his body did not obey the call, and continued to dig into the ruins in front of him.
Gu Ming's heart was in a hurry, the shadows under the mountain had been stretched to the main hall by the moonlight, but he didn't care, and sure enough, Gu Ming was discovered.
The three black-clothed cultivators who went up the mountain, because they were in a hurry to follow their companions, they had not taken the things they were looking for, so they could only come in a roundabout way, and when they entered the main hall, they saw Gu Ming squatting on the ground.
The man in black looked at Gu Ming with a confused expression, but Gu Ming looked at the three black-clothed cultivators with a bitter face.
Who are you? What are you doing here? The man in black asked, Gu Ming saw that he couldn't hide, so he stood up and asked the three black-clothed cultivators in front of him, who are you, what are you doing here?
Gu Ming, who had just stood up, seemed to be attracted by the mysterious gravitational force again, and pounced, so he lay on the ruins and continued to grope up. The few black-clothed cultivators in front of them saw that Gu Ming was just a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building, who actually ignored his question.
The man in black who couldn't get angry secretly used his spiritual power, and his ghostly body stepped forward, and in the punch of the dark spiritual power, it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were galloping.
However, Gu Ming, who was digging something, didn't raise his head, instinctively wanted to stretch out his arm to block this move, although the chance of success was very slim, but Gu Ming still wanted to do it.
However, the reality is cruel, Gu Ming's arm seems to be limited to the ruins in front of him and can move freely, once he wants to raise his hand, Gu Ming's thoughts are suppressed in his mind, or Gu Ming can only dig the ruins in front of him.
Seeing that the fist was getting closer and closer, Gu Ming's heart suddenly ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past, and just when the fist was about to hit Gu Ming's body, Gu Ming even felt the fluctuation of spiritual power.
The sudden change protruded, Gu Ming, who was originally silent, suddenly felt that his body seemed to be out of his control, but a simple punch seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth, a simple hand, a simple punch, the black-clothed man in front of him had already flown out, and he had smashed the three stone pillars behind him before stopping, and when he fell to the ground, he spat blood foaming at his mouth, and he couldn't live with a crooked head.
The companion behind him looked at the child in front of him and actually lost one of his teammates in the blink of an eye, and his first impression was that the stinky boy in front of him pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger.
I couldn't help but say, the two black-clothed monks were not ready to ask for anything, they just ran away, and at this time, Gu Ming finally stood up, with his back to the two, his eyes were like a galaxy, and two streamers galloped out with a wave of his hand, and in a blink of an eye, they shot towards the black-clothed man who was running away.
The two of them who had just run out were locked by the electric light, and in the silence and darkness of the night, Gu Ming seemed to be fine, and half of them continued to squat and dig.