"My request is not difficult to say, but it is not easy to say. First, you must travel according to Gu's requirements in the future, and don't have vain attempts to attack Gu or have bad thoughts about Gu, if there is one, don't blame me for being ruthless. Second, we must be the first to look after me in everything, and do everything according to my commands, and do not blindly obey them. If you want to call me the young master of the valley, you can't call me by my first name. This third is that you must not provoke right and wrong to the outside world, if you cause chaos, Gu should kill you. The above are my three conditions!" After speaking, Gu Yun held his chin in the palm of his hand and looked at the magic mountain with a chuckle.

Although he was prepared, hearing this, the magic mountain still trembled.

Angry, helpless, and unspeakably miserable.

The three conditions that Gu Yun gave him, to put it bluntly, in the future, his Demon Mountain will lose his free body and become the slave of the young man in front of him. I have to be obedient and have no opinion at all.

Moshan is also a heroic figure who flatters himself, but now he has ended up like this, making him fall into an ice cellar, and he can't see a glimmer of the future.

But if you don't agree to the other party, it is very likely that you will have to finish your life, and decades of practice will eventually come to naught. Become a pinch of loess and dissipate in the world.

The dream of cultivating immortals is also over.

It's always good to be alive, at least.

"Understood, Gu Daoyou, no, Young Master Gu. Moshan knelt down on his knees and kowtowed.

"Okay!Demon Mountain, let's enter the Blood Mist Forest!" As he spoke, Gu Yun rushed into the depths of the jungle filled with blood-colored mist in the distant sky, and then tapped the flying sword under his feet.

The magic mountain next to him didn't dare to slack off, so he had to follow.

"Huh~!"

"Huh~!"

Two streamers flew one after the other, flying into the distance.

That is, tea kung fu.

With the current flight speed of Gu Yun and the others, the scenery far away in the sky can be reached in an instant. Now, the two of them were already in the Blood Mist Forest.

Looking at the blood-colored mist surrounding him, Gu Yun's heart felt indescribably proud.

The secret is none other than the young master who the magic mountain behind him calls himself.

This is the most comfortable moment in Gu Yun's heart for so many years!

Not long ago, Gu Yun had no idea of continuing Lan Lu'er's exercises to enslave other immortal cultivators. But since the moment when the Demon Mountain angrily rushed to kill him, Gu Yun's mind changed.

It's better to be completely awakened!

In the world of cultivating immortals, strength has always been respected.

What is strength?

It is nothing more than the three points of refinement, prestige, and rights.

By mastering these three points, you can stand at the top of the cultivation realm recklessly, and no one dares to provoke it.

Gu Yun, who thought through it, suddenly realized how absurd and ridiculous he was before. I thought it was enough to concentrate on my practice. In fact, it is the opposite of what was desired.

Take his current cultivation as an example, if it weren't for his own luck and special exercises, I'm afraid he would have died thousands of times, ten thousand times.

But with these alone, it is still impossible to stand at the top.

In the cultivation realm, the monks are as vast as a sea of smoke, and they cannot be measured. He was just a low-level monk in the late stage of foundation building, and it was almost difficult to reach the top of the blue sky without the help of external forces.

Not to mention power and prestige, even the most basic elixir for cultivation has to go out and find it yourself.

This trip to the Blood Mist Forest is the best example.

Not to mention the danger, it will waste a lot of time.

And on the road to the immortal cultivation realm, I don't know how many more such dangerous deeds there are, and I don't know how much time it will take. And for immortal cultivators, time is undoubtedly the most precious.

So when Lan Lu'er asked him to organize an army of spirit bead masters, Gu Yun refused on the surface, but in fact, he was already moved.

Thinking that he might not have to do everything himself, saving a lot of precious time and creating a lot of power for himself, Gu Yun felt happy in his heart when he thought about it.

Gu Yun's ambition also germinated.

Although dreams are beautiful, they also need to be accumulated little by little.

Now, it is the beginning of a thousand miles.

When he entered the Blood Mist Dense Forest, Gu Yun had already spread his spiritual sense for dozens of miles, and within this range, as long as the cultivation was not too much for him, he could detect it.

After only a short period of effort, I felt that somewhere in the southeast corner for more than ten miles, there were dozens of spiritual power fluctuations, and they were all gathered in one place.

"Well, there are a lot of people, it seems that there must be something strange there. Demon Mountain, come with me!" Gu Yun beckoned, and the sword flew towards it.

"Got it, Young Master Gu. Demon Mountain hurriedly agreed and followed closely.

After a few breaths, the two of them found the figures of the monks they had found before around a huge blood-colored stone.

Under the glance, there were about seventy or eighty people.

The costumes are different, in addition to the monks of various sects in southern Xinjiang, there are also many casual cultivators like Gu Yun.

Most of them, under Gu Yun's spiritual sense, they could still see the depth of their cultivation. However, in the crowd, there were three people with high cultivation, and in Gu Yun's opinion, nine times out of ten they were all monks who had built the pinnacle of the foundation.

Because the monks gathered here were all under the Yudan period, in Lan Lu'er's words before, Gu Yun knew that the monks above the Yudan could not escape here at all due to the blood color prohibition.

And those who are below the foundation building period do not have the strength to reach here.

Therefore, this blood-colored maze has become a gathering place for the foundation building monks.

Among the three, two men and one woman sit cross-legged in a triangle keeping a distance.

In the middle is an old man with a yellow face and gray robe with an obscene face. While meditating cross-legged, he also opened his eyes from time to time and scanned everything around him.

Seeing Gu Yun and the others coming, their facial muscles twitched obviously, and their faces showed hostility.

But then it went back to normal.

It seems that Gu Yun and the others are also regarded as stronger opponents.

Behind the old man, there were three middle-aged people who were not weak in cultivation, and like the old man, they were all dressed in gray robes, looking at the old man's horse. Gu Yun and the others found that the cuffs of their gray robes had a reddish-brown scorpion pattern.

It should be a monk of the same power.

"Red Scorpion Sect, why are they here too?" the Demon Mountain next to him whispered in surprise.

Hearing this, Gu Yun was a little curious.

"What's the matter, are they famous?"

"Oh, not really. Young master, this Red Scorpion Sect is actually just a second-rate sect in Southern Xinjiang. It's just that the hinterland of its sect is located in the border area of southern Xinjiang, and it is extremely mysterious, and the monks are all in simple terms, and few monks come out to do activities, but they don't expect to appear here. However, the poison door kung fu is extremely sharp. ”

"Poison? ”

Gu Yun snorted disdainfully, and his gaze swept to the other two.

Leaning on the left side of the bloodstone is a young man dressed as a white-robed scholar, holding a feather fan in his hand, looking leisurely and complacent. Next to this person, there is no follower monk, and it seems that he is from a casual cultivation background.

Seeing Gu Yun and the others coming, they actually looked at the Demon Mountain and chuckled: "Hehe, even the masters of the Khitan clan are here, could it be that the Khitan clan lacks resources, and I also have the idea of treasure land resources in southern Xinjiang?"