After telling the story, the grief and depression in Gu Songzi’s heart, on the contrary, eased a lot, took a deep breath, and then, all the tears in her eyes disappeared.
“What are you guys doing? Leave some for the old man.”
After Gu Songzi recovered his mood, he found that half of the soup meat in the pot was actually already missing, and he hastily pounced on it, joining in to grab the food.
Half an hour later, the entire pot of soup meat was eaten cleanly by the three of them. Even the bones went into the Golden Bat Python’s big mouth.
Gu Songzi complimented Qing Mo’s cooking skills, rubbed his round belly, returned inside the hut, and began to study pills again.
Qing Mo stared at the direction of the hut, his hands propped up his chin and said: ”In fact, senior Gu Song Zi is quite pitiful, his whole family has been slaughtered, and he himself can only hide in the crisis-ridden Immortal Machine Mountain, and live in anonymity and loneliness, for hundreds of years. Obviously, he has a blood feud, but he is unable to take revenge.”?
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes were a little misty, and he always felt that Gu Songzi’s experience had many similarities with his. Both similarly had an unbeatable enemy that was like a great mountain that pressed down on them.
As long as that great enemy was still alive, they could only hide and go incognito, unable to show their true colours at all.
Perhaps, only Zhang Ruochen would understand how painful Gu Songzi’s heart was.
“My lord, do you think that the Wine Crazy Man is really that afraid of death that he would see death and save him?”Qing Mo said.
Zhang Ruochen’s eyes gradually regained their lustre again as he said, “In the Yin Yang Sea, when I faced so many terrifying and incomparable powers such as the Middle Winning King, the Winged Dragon King, the Heavenly King of the Thunder Ministry, and the King of Killing the End of the World, Crazy Wineman also risked his life alone to save me. How can my friendship with him compare to his friendship with Gu Songzi? He was able to risk so much danger to save me, how could he see death and save me because he was afraid of dying?”
“You mean to say that the Wine Crazy Man should have a bitter intention?”Qing Mo said.
Zhang Ruochen stood up and looked towards a dark forest, the Heavenly Eye in his brow opened up and passed through the layers of formations and trees to see the figure of the Wine Crazy Man hundreds of miles away, saying, “If you go and ask him yourself, won’t you be able to know the answer.”
From inside the formation, one could see the outside, yet, the outside could not see the inside.
The Wine Crazy Man had not left and was trying to break into into the woods, however, the ancient formations in the woods were quite powerful, and even with his cultivation, they were all blocked.
“If I ask him, will he talk?”Qing Mo said.
Zhang Ruochen stroked his chin and laughed, “A person who is good at drinking is bound to be gluttonous. Since he was able to use food to lure Gu Songzi to tell the past events back then, he should also be able to use food to pry open the mouth of a crazy drunkard.”
Qing Mo’s curiosity was extremely high, and he couldn’t wait to break into the forest, ready to solve the doubts in his heart.
However, the formations in the forest were quite powerful, it was hard to come in and hard to go out, Qing Mo spent three days and couldn’t find the way out.
“The way in and the way out are definitely not the same, instead of exploring it on your own, why don’t you let it take you out.”
Zhang Ruochen’s finger pointed towards the water stream in the distance. Only to see a huge golden python lying on its back in the water, staring blearily at Qing Mo, a scarlet tongue constantly sticking out, clearly looking forward to tasting the food again.
Last time, the golden bat python hadn’t even had a mouthful of soup, and had only eaten the bones of the savage bird, not to mention how heartbreaking it was.
Qing Mo’s eyes lit up, instantly understanding what Zhang Ruochen meant.
The next day, Qing Mo easily took in the Golden Bat Python, and then, sitting on the head of the python, he disappeared into the forest and travelled out of the mountain.
Over the past three days, Zhang Ruochen was not only comprehending the tenth level of Sword Seven’s realm, “Sword Out Without Regret”, he was also continuing to study the Secret Code of Space and Time and the Time Sword Technique.
The power of space and time were Zhang Ruochen’s two most important cards, so naturally, he had to continue to study them in depth.
At the same time, the three veins in his body became tougher, and as long as the speed at which he operated his Saint Qi was not too rigid, he would not experience any pain at all.
“No wonder Senior Gu Songzi was able to live in seclusion here alone for six hundred years, this place is indeed a wonderful place to cultivate one’s body and study the martial arts.”
Each day, Zhang Ruochen could feel his cultivation and sword dao attainments rising rapidly, such a feeling was indescribably pleasurable.
After nightfall, the Thousand Leaf Sacred Core Grass in the lake, began to absorb the light of the moon, causing a wisp of light mist to appear between heaven and earth, like a silver veil, with points of light condensing into bridges, the image was extremely beautiful…?”Rustle.”
In the forest, a light wind blew.
Zhang Ruochen’s ears twitched as he heard extremely subtle footsteps. At first, he thought that it was Qing Mo and the Golden Bat Python returning, and didn’t pay any attention to it.
Not long after, Zhang Ruochen sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly opened his eyes, releasing his spiritual power to probe, and found a group of cultivators dressed in black in the forest.
Gu Songzi had already stepped out of his hut a long time ago and stood by the lakeside, gazing at the shadowed forest and muttering to himself, “What should come, has come after all!”
A few moments later, the group of black-clothed cultivators walked out of the woods and appeared on the opposite shore of the Spirit Lake.
They all wore a metal mask with a crescent moon mark cast on their faces, and when they saw the Thousand Leaf Sacred Core Grass in the lake, they all revealed a look of awe.
However, they were all very powerful and had obviously undergone rigorous training, and their minds were calm, and they quickly withdrew their gazes again.
Among the black-clothed cultivators, a taller man stepped out, his cultivation reaching the Tong Tian realm, exuding a powerful Holy Dao aura, clearly the leader of the black-clothed cultivators.
The tall man clasped his hands together, bowed and saluted Gu Songzi, saying, “Dark Night Palace, Zhao Qilin, pay my respects to Elder Ku.”?Ancient Songzi’s face did not change as he said, “The Dark Night Emissary investigates all the secrets of the world for the Divine Sect, investigating traitors internally and probing the enemy externally. Six hundred years ago, the old family guessed that sooner or later, the Dark Night Messenger would find its way here. Is Shi Qianjie really trying to drive out all the people?”
Zhao Qilin said, “Elder Kuk has misunderstood! For what happened back then, the Sect Master is also deeply guilty and wants to make up for it as much as possible, so he sent this Saint to invite Elder Kuk to come and take the helm of the Dan King Palace and assume the position of Palace Master to revive the Divine Religion and restore the Divine Religion to its former glory.”
“Deeply guilty? Letting old me go back to being the Palace Master of the Dan King Palace? Lol, Shi Qianjie is wanting the Sacred Transformation Pill formula in my hands, right?”
Gu Songzi was not at all moved by the position of Palace Master, he just smiled grimly and added: “Just by your junior, it’s impossible to silently break through the many formations to come here, the truly powerful person, hasn’t shown up yet, has he?”
“Puffing.”
In mid-air, a grain of fire light appeared, rapidly pulsating.
The firelight, became more and more enormous, and finally, transformed into a flame formation with a diameter of more than ten feet long.
An old man wearing a green robe “grew” out of the flame formation diagram and stood at the centre of the formation diagram, a pair of green pupils staring at Gu Songzi, revealing a sinister smile, “Formation King Palace Palace Master Xiao Muo, meet Elder Kuk.”
Zhang Ruochen sucked in a mouthful of cold air, sure enough, there was a great person of great importance arriving, and Palace Lord level figures had all come to Immortal Machine Mountain.
The Moon Worshipping Demon Cult was divided into nine palaces, and the Palace Master of each palace was the topmost big shot with absolute say, and their status in the Kunlun Realm was comparable to that of the family heads of some medieval families.
Xiao Mei had reached the level of an eighth-grade formation master, and his attainments in formations could definitely be ranked in the top ten in the Kunlun Realm.
In the Kunlun Realm, Xiao灭’s name was described as thunderous, causing countless Saint realm beings to be scared.
Gu Songzi said, “No wonder the formations here can’t stop you guys, so it turns out that the Palace Masters of the Formation King Palace have all come out! It really is a big deal.”
Suddenly, Gu Songzi’s complexion changed slightly, sensing something, and hurriedly turned around, looking inside the thatched hut.
At some point, in the thatched hut, there was actually a man in black, flipping through a piece of spirit paper on the tabletop under the light, his movements were elegant, but he shocked Gu Songzi into a cold sweat.
Not only was Gu Songzi surprised, Zhang Ruochen’s heart was also beating furiously.
With his spiritual strength and perception ability, he had completely failed to notice, when did that man in black enter the hut? And how did he enter the cottage?
In other words, that man in black could have killed him without realising it.
What kind of extraordinary character had come again?
Zhang Ruochen’s vest was filled with cold sweat as he hurriedly released his Spatial Domain and went on full alert.
Of course, if the other party really wanted to kill him, even if they were on guard, it was probably useless.
“And who are you?”Gu Songzi said.
“Dark Night Palace Palace Master, Night Xiaoxiang.”
A woman’s voice came out from the hut.
Her voice was extremely ethereal and hazy, and she could not be heard in terms of age, i.e. it was like a young maiden and a middle-aged woman.
“The night rain is breaking people’s hearts, and the red building’s flying feather sword is peerless.”
This line of poetry was used to describe the two most powerful women of the Moon Worshipping Demon Sect, one being the Dark Night Palace’s Palace Master, Night Xiaoxiang, and the other being the Holy Maiden Palace’s Palace Master, Ling Fei Yu.
“Here comes another ferocious and ruthless person with a fierce reputation.”Zhang Ruochen secretly said.
Night Xiaoxiang obviously did not find what she wanted, so she put down the spirit paper on the table and walked out of the hut. Her tall figure stood straight, outlining flawless curves under her black robe.
“The two Palace Masters personally came to invite Elder Kuk, is this sincerity enough?”Night Xiaoxiang said.
She was clearly standing in front of Gu Songzi, but she gave off an ambiguous feeling, like a black hole that swallowed all the surrounding light.
“Have you come to invite, or have you come to capture?”Gu Songzi said through clenched teeth.
“If Elder Kuk is willing to go with us, then naturally it is an invitation. Not willing to go with us, then it is …… capturing.”
After a pause, Night Xiaoxiang added, “Aren’t you curious as to why we didn’t fall when the poison has clearly been used?”
Gu Songzi was silent.
“When I was a child, I heard that Elder Kuk was one of the top poison experts in the world, so how could I come to invite you and not be fully prepared in advance?”Night Xiaoxiang said.
“Is that so? The poison avoidance treasures you carry, can they block the Underworld King’s Blood Poison?”
Without hesitation, Gu Songzi took out a metal iron ball and struck it towards Night Xiaoxiang.
“Boom.”
The metal iron ball burst and turned into a cloud of blood mist, a blood filament was like an octopus’s tentacle extending in all directions, soon covering this part of the world under the Spirit Mountain completely.
