Chapter 470 The Southeast Wind Rises

The light of the magic circle became brighter and brighter, and finally disappeared suddenly, as if blending into the land around Stone Village.

Daobaozi is also a cultivator, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Gu Sheng who can mobilize such a powerful force.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Knife Handle asked with wide eyes.

Gu Sheng smiled slightly and said, "You'll know if you try it. Knife handle, let someone enter the circle and try it."

"I..."

The knife handle was a little speechless.

"Try it, it doesn't cost you money, let alone your life."

Gu Sheng said with a faint smile.

"Forehead……"

The knife handle hesitated again and again, and finally nodded.

"You! Come here!"

A bandit behind him ordered with a knife handle.

"Brother Dao, I...I..."

The bandit was obviously reluctant.

But as soon as the knife handle glared, the bandit immediately withered and had no choice but to move up obediently.

At this time, the bandit was definitely cursing, but under the command of Dao Baozi, he still walked up.

"Zizzizi!"

However, as soon as he got close to the circle, he made a "sizzling" sound.

The bandit's body was shaking as if it had been electrocuted.

Immediately afterwards, he let out a scream like a slaughtering pig and flew backwards.

"So awesome!"

Seeing this, Knife Handle's expression changed drastically.

He immediately stepped forward to check on his men. Fortunately, the magic circle set up by Gu Sheng did not kill anyone. The bandit only suffered some minor injuries and was not seriously injured.

Knife Handle stood up and looked at Gu Sheng with eyes full of awe.

"Fairy! Your methods are really clever. Today I have experienced it. From now on, I swear that I will never invade Shitou Village again."

Knife handle kneeled down in front of Gu Sheng again and said.

Seeing how sincere the knife handle was, Gu Sheng nodded, "Okay, get up."

Then, Knife Handle stood up.

"Knife handle, let me ask you something. What's going on with Big Beard Chen?"

Gu Sheng asked after walking forward.

When Dao Hezi heard Gu Sheng ask this question, he immediately felt that his chance to show off had come.

"Fairy, Chen Big Beard is the biggest obstacle among the gangsters here. He has a man nicknamed the Dog-Headed Military Advisor who specializes in giving him advice. He is very powerful."

Knife Handle introduced.

"Kob-headed strategist?"

When Gu Sheng heard this, he became a little interested.

Since it can be called a military force, it must have its own means.

"Then where is Big Beard Chen now?"

Gu Sheng continued to ask.

"I don't know. His whereabouts are uncertain. No one knows where he is. He is the only one looking for us, not us."

Knife Handle shook his head.

Hearing this, Gu Sheng nodded thoughtfully, "Okay, I understand."

After saying that, Gu Sheng waved his hand towards the knife handle: "You can go, remember your promise to me."

"Don't worry, I will never dare to come into this Stone Village again."

After finishing speaking, Dao Zhuzi left with all his men.

Seeing a burst of dust flying, Mr. Zhang Wu and Elder Shi had sad faces.

Gu Sheng saw the mood of the two of them and asked with a faint smile: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"well……"

Elder Shi sighed slightly, "This knife handler will definitely tell Big Beard Chen about the situation here, I don't know..."

Elder Shi didn't say the rest of his words, but Gu Sheng already understood what he was thinking.

"Elder, I asked Dao Baozi to deliver this message for me. I want to see how powerful that big bearded Chen is."

Gu Sheng said with a smile.

"Forehead……"

Grandpa Zhang Wu was a little speechless, but didn't say much.

Following this, everyone else in Stone Village also returned to the village.

After returning to the village, everyone had a solemn expression on their faces.

They know what the departure of Daobaozi means.

In silence, everyone came to the meeting hall of the village.

This is usually the place where important matters are discussed in the village, and the participants are all those who have important opinions in the village.

In the meeting hall, the lights were bright, and a huge wooden table occupied the center of the room.

There are wooden chairs carved with various patterns of exotic animals placed around, which gives people a shocking feeling.

In addition, Gu Sheng also noticed that there were some ancient weapons that he had never seen before hanging on the walls of the meeting hall, which seemed to be thousands of years old.

After everyone sat down, an old man from the village appeared with gray hair and traces of time on his face.

He stood up and said in a hoarse voice: "Elder, the situation is critical now. Do you think it's time to pray to the sacred mountain to protect our Stone Village from this difficulty?"

Elder Shi nodded: "I think so."

Then, Elder Shi looked at Mr. Zhang Wu.

Zhang Wuye, as one of the elders in the village.

After hearing this, there was some worry in his eyes.

After a brief silence, he said solemnly: "Yes, this is a major event for our village, and it is reasonable to pray for the blessing of the sacred mountain."

Elder Shi also stood up, "I will also participate in this prayer. After all, this is a major matter related to the life and death of our village."

Gu Sheng listened, frowning slightly.

He is a large man who has traveled through time in the 21st century and is not interested in these superstitious things.

But when he saw how convinced everyone was, he couldn't help but ask: "Master Zhang Wu, where is the sacred mountain you mentioned?"

Mr. Zhang Wu turned his head, looked at Gu Sheng, and then introduced: "The Pingtou Mountain thirty miles away from our village is the Holy Mountain. It is not only a restricted area for our Stone Village, but also a holy place for all nearby villages."

"Restricted area? Holy land?"

Gu Sheng couldn't help being speechless after hearing this.

He knew that this so-called sacred mountain was just an ordinary mountain, only given a mysterious color because of some ancient legends.

"That's right! The sacred mountain is full of strange phenomena, and only Mr. Zhang Wu is qualified to pray."

At this time, a young man standing nearby said.

"Only Mr. Zhang Wu? What do you mean?"

Gu Sheng turned his head and asked the young man who just spoke.

"Er Gou! Don't talk nonsense."

At this time, Zhang Wuye suddenly spoke, as if he was a little taboo.

"hehe……"

Elder Shi suddenly smiled and then explained: "Xiao Sheng doesn't know the customs here. Those who don't know are not guilty. There is no harm in telling him."

After saying that, Elder Shi gave Chao Ergou a wink.

After Ergou understood, they began to introduce.

It turns out that Zhang Wuye's ancestors were also a branch of cultivators, but they did not practice various realms, but a technique called source-seeking ore.

Since many cultivators need source ore to catalyze their cultivation, Zhang Wuye's ancestors are still very popular.

Moreover, his ancestor specially compiled the "Xunyuan Book" in order to let future generations learn it.

Rumor has it that this book is an ancient book that can control powerful cultivators.

""The Heavenly Book of Seeking Sources"?"

Hearing this name, Gu Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

"There is such a technique? Then doesn't Mr. Zhang Wu have unlimited resources now?"

Gu Sheng asked in surprise.

"No no no!"

Mr. Zhang Wu quickly waved his hand, "The "Xunyuan Heavenly Book" disappeared into the sacred mountain with my grandfather Taizu a long time ago, so only the fur spells in the Heavenly Book have been passed down. I'm ashamed... I'm ashamed!" Gu Sheng It felt like Mr. Zhang Wu felt very uncomfortable.

"Old Zhang, it's okay. Everything has its own fate, and the Book of Heaven is no exception. There is no need to blame yourself."

Gu Sheng said with a smile.

"Brother Xiaosheng is right, fate, haha..."

The man next to him laughed as he said this, and cast an appreciative look at Gu Sheng.

In this way, the council came to this result.

Mr. Zhang Wu did not refuse. After leaving the meeting hall, he turned around and returned to his residence.

Out of curiosity, Gu Sheng, Ergou and several young people followed Zhang Wuye to his home.

When he returned home, Mr. Zhang Wu's face no longer had the seriousness in the meeting hall.

On the contrary, he was quite solemn and pious at this time.

"Ergou, you young people can help us carry that table out."

Zhang Wuye ordered.

"yes."

Ergou responded and led a few people to carry out an ancient table from the house and placed it in the center of the yard.

The table was filled with several kinds of tributes, including fresh fruits and whole grains.

In addition, there is an incense candle made by Zhang Wuye himself.

After the tributes were placed, Mr. Zhang Wu lit the incense.

Wisps of green smoke rose slowly, carrying a faint scent of sandalwood.

Then, Zhang Wuye faced the direction of the sacred mountain and began to salute and kneel down.

"Mimiya..."

Mr. Zhang Wu was mumbling words, as if he was having a conversation with the sacred mountain.

Gu Sheng and other young people stood aside and quietly observed all this.

Gu Sheng was curious about this ritual.

To be honest, he doesn't trust him, but he should still maintain due respect.

After all, this is the tradition of the village and the belief of Mr. Zhang Wu and others in the sacred mountain.

"call……"

At this moment, a southeasterly wind blew suddenly.

The wind was so strong that the incense candles on the table were blown around.

When Mr. Zhang Wu saw this, his expression changed and he stopped moving.

There was a frustrated expression on his face, and an uneasy look in his eyes.

Gu Sheng noticed the change in Mr. Zhang Wu, walked up and asked, "Old Zhang, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this wind?"

"well……"

Mr. Zhang Wu sighed and stood up slowly.

"The southeast wind is blowing. This is not a good sign. According to the legend of our Stone Village, the southeast wind heralds the coming of disaster."

Mr. Zhang Wu looked sad.

Gu Sheng frowned after hearing this.

Although these words are a bit sinister, seeing that Mr. Zhang Wu is so serious, it is not easy to refute them directly.

"Lao Zhang, the change in wind direction is just a natural phenomenon and does not necessarily herald disaster."

After listening to Gu Sheng's words, Zhang Wuye was silent for a while.

But the uneasiness in my heart could never be calmed down.

He looked at Gu Sheng, then at the other young people, and finally said, "Brother Xiao Sheng, you should worry more about the recent affairs in the village."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Gu Sheng nodded, then looked at the other young people: "What about you?"

"We have no problem either!"

Ergou and the young men replied at the same time.

Soon, the news of Zhang Wuye's prayer spread throughout the village.

In the next few days, the atmosphere in Shitou Village became tense.

Mr. Zhang Wu and Elder Shi are performing prayer rituals every day, hoping to receive the blessing of the sacred mountain.

Gu Sheng led Ergou and other young people to start actual combat training.

That night, Gu Sheng had just finished dinner when he saw Mr. Zhang Wu who looked happy.

"Old Zhang, why are you so happy today?"

Gu Sheng asked with some curiosity. After all, he had been frowning these days, as if he had lost a lot of money.

"Hehe...Shenshan finally responded, and the disaster may be wiped out, hehe..."

Zhang Wuye said with a cheerful look.

"Shenshan responded? Disaster wiped out?"

Gu Sheng was immediately interested when he heard this, "What response?"

"It gave northwest wind, and a halo appeared above Shenshan."

Zhang Wuye replied.

"Huh? Really?"

Gu Sheng became curious again.

"How can this be false? Go out and see, the halo over Shenshan has not dissipated yet."

Gu Sheng rushed out of the house and looked up at Pingtou Mountain in the distance.

Under the night, the outline of the mountain was particularly clear under the moonlight.

And as Zhang Wuye said, there seemed to be a faint halo above the top of the mountain slowly rotating.

The halo emitted a soft light, as if some treasure was about to be born.

"This..."

Gu Sheng was full of surprise.

The scene in front of him was indeed too strange, which made Gu Sheng curious.

He decided that no matter what, he would find out the truth on this special night.

It was late at night and the people in Shitou Village had fallen asleep.

Gu Sheng quietly got up and walked out of the house.

He summoned the divine power in his body and flew in the night sky.

Soon, he landed silently on the top of Pingtou Mountain.

There was silence all around the top of the mountain, with only the sound of the wind blowing gently in his ears.

Gu Sheng looked around and saw that the top of the mountain was bare. There was nothing special except some gravel and a few tenacious shrubs.

The only special thing was the halo, which looked more obvious.

The halo was suspended in the center of the top of the mountain, slowly rotating and emitting a faint light.

Gu Sheng approached carefully.

Curious, he reached out and wanted to touch the halo to see what it was.

At this moment, the halo suddenly flickered violently.

"Shua!"

A powerful force burst out from the halo, knocking Gu Sheng back.

Gu Sheng barely managed to stabilize his body and looked at the halo in surprise.

"What is this thing, it's so powerful?"

Gu Sheng was a little puzzled.

Then, he summoned his divine power and slapped it in the direction of the halo.

"Huh..."

The divine power emitted by Gu Sheng was like a breeze, directly passing through the halo and disappearing in the vast night sky.

"How could this happen? It shouldn't be?"

Gu Sheng stood there wondering.

If this halo really exists in reality, then his power should have feedback.

But now, the power that was hit was directly taken off, as if it had never happened.

So, the existence of this halo must be related to the mountain.

What's more, the flatness of this mountain is a little different!

"There must be some treasure in this mountain!"

Gu Sheng secretly calculated in his heart, thinking about how to split the mountain. (End of this chapter)