Chapter 1123 - Gu Qingshan Was Hit

"What is this tortoise shell for?"

"It can be used for divination, and it can also be used as a magic weapon for defense."

"How many spirit stones?"

"Take one hundred thousand."

"It's too expensive. Your tortoise shell is only used for divination. Everyone is a person of status. Who will use the tortoise shell for defense?"

"Ninety-five thousand, no less."

"Up to ninety-three thousand, I'll buy it if I can."

"make a deal."

The two monks exchanged spirit stones and turtle shells, and everyone was happy.

Gu Qingshan looked at this scene thoughtfully.

He just arrived not long ago.

There was a lot of people around, and there were monks bargaining everywhere.

Very lively.

——So Zizai Tianwangjie is doing business?

Gu Qingshan glanced across the entire open-air square city, and his expression gradually became dignified.

In this wild city in the wilderness, every monk is at the peak of the Yemo Heaven Realm, exuding almost the same spiritual power fluctuations.

In other words, here are all monks in the Yemo Heaven Realm who came to cross the catastrophe.

The Yemo Heaven Realm is actually considered a pretty good cultivation level.

No wonder that person said "everyone is a person of status" when he was bargaining the price just now.

Gu Qingshan walked slowly in the square city.

No one paid him any attention.

Occasionally, some nuns would look at him, but only for a glance.

After all, his face has become much more handsome after undergoing micro-plastic surgery by the time-space weapon.

In the words of the time-space weapon, this face tends to be feminine, and it is easy to attract the attention of women.

——This is a completely different style from Gu Qingshan.

Even the speaking voice has changed slightly.

At that time, Gu Qingshan agreed to the plastic surgery to avoid being recognized by the enemy.

Gu Qingshan walked around in the square city, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

——These monks are not people from the world of 900 million layers of void.

According to the concept of the world, the void turbulence actually belongs to the "barrier layer outside the world", and these people are from the real world.

Gu Qingshan stopped suddenly.

He deeply realized one thing.

——People on the practice side can interact with people in various parallel worlds.

Due to the existence of Tianjie, they can transcend time and space and meet each other from various worlds.

For example, the previous Yemo Heavenly Tribulation.

Another example is the Zizai Heavenly King Tribulation this time.

So what is this catastrophe?

——Didn't you say that it will be linked with Mount Sumeru Tribulation?

Gu Qingshan remained expressionless, just walking around the market aimlessly, occasionally looking towards various stalls.

Those who sell talismans, weapons and armor, pill furnaces and elixir, spirit grass and fairy fruits, ingredients, and Taoist formulas are really dazzling.

Those monks coming and going almost blocked the road.

Sometimes it is unavoidable that some people get too close to each other, in order to prevent the other party from misjudging, everyone releases their spiritual shields, lightly touches other people's spiritual shields, and then uses their strength to get out of the way.

A scene of humility and harmony.

Gu Qingshan nodded slightly, this is actually understandable, because everyone is in the same realm, and they don't know each other, so no one really knows when they really fight.

Gu Qingshan stopped in front of a booth.

"Fellow Daoist, what kind of information do you want to see?" the monk asked.

"Heavenly Tribulation." Gu Qingshan said.

The monk just laughed and said: "When you and I have reached this step, we naturally know that the information about each catastrophe is extremely confidential, so don't talk nonsense."

Gu Qingshan doesn't know anything.

"How do you sell it here?" He asked, with an impatient expression on his face, and glanced at another stall selling jade slips.

The monk stopped holding airs, stretched out two fingers, held a jade slip and said: "The information about this Zizai Heavenly King Tribulation, ten thousand spirit stones."

"Ten thousand?" Gu Qingshan showed surprise, and said, "Why don't you grab it?"

He walked back and forth just now and already knew the value of this information.

The monk showed the jade slip in front of Gu Qingshan, and said seriously: "This is a special collection, it has more information than others."

He whispered quietly: "I have news about Mount Sumeru Tribulation, and this alone is worth six thousand spirit stones."

"Really?" Gu Qingshan doubted.

The monk patted his chest and said: "Guaranteed to be original, it is a treasured content that can only be read for a fee, and it is definitely not a random copy of other people's labor results-if you don't believe it, after you buy it, you will think it is worthwhile to leave."

Gu Qingshan nodded slightly.

Since the other party said so, he felt that the information was worthwhile.

"make a deal."

Gu Qingshan paid Lingshi.

The spirit stone on his body is still the pocket money given by his master in Baihuazong, and the monthly fee received in Huangyun Tiangong.

In fact, these spirit stones have been kept, and he hasn't used this currency for a long time.

Fortunately, Lingshi seems to be universal in all practice worlds.

The monk took the spirit stone, handed the jade slip into his hand, and said briskly: "Why don't you just read it here, and I promise you won't lose money!"

Gu Qingshan smiled.

So confident?

He just stood there, penetrating his spiritual thoughts into the jade slips.

Large sections of information appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness.

This is Tianzhu World.

Both the Heavenly Tribulation and Mount Sumeru Tribulation started from here.

Free Heaven Tribulation, once every thousand years.

The monks who will attack this catastrophe within a thousand years will transcend the limitations of time and space and directly appear in the world of Tianzhu.

The current location of Gu Qingshan is in the wilderness not far from the main city of Tianzhu World.

All the cultivators who are attacking the Calamity of Zizai must rush to the main city of Tianzhu World and wait for a cultivator who will survive the Calamity of Mount Sumeru.

The cultivators will become subordinates of that cultivator, led by him, and escort him to the summit of Mount Sumeru, where he will survive the calamity of Mount Sumeru.

When that cultivator succeeds in crossing the tribulation and becomes the real Lord of Mount Sumeru, then the other cultivators who successfully escorted him to the top of Mount Sumeru will complete their Tribulation of Heavenly Kings of Freedom.

They will become monks in the Heavenly King Realm.

——So, this is indeed the linkage between the Calamity of the Heavenly King of Zizai and the Calamity of Mount Sumeru.

This is actually the most dangerous catastrophe for the monks so far in their cultivation career.

And there are more serious problems,

——The celestial pillar connecting the celestial pillar world and Mount Sumeru has been broken.

All kinds of disasters along the way have become more treacherous, unpredictable and unpredictable.

Already five consecutive cultivators who attacked Mount Sumeru Tribulation died while climbing Mount Sumeru.

The monks who escorted him almost all died.

In the time it took to cup a cup of tea, Gu Qingshan read the relevant detailed information.

His heart was heavy, but he nodded slightly on his face, and said to the monk: "Your information is indeed worth the price."

The monk smiled and said loudly: "That's right, we have always done business without deception, so that there will be repeat customers."

Gu Qingshan released his divine sense, passed through the bustling market, and swept in one direction.

Sure enough, he saw a city.

City of Tianzhu.

In this city, a huge stone pillar soared into the sky, but it was cut off in the middle under the clouds.

This is the Babel.

According to the jade slips, long ago, it could connect the heaven and the earth and go straight to the top of Mount Sumeru.

No one knows why it was truncated from it later.

Gu Qingshan was watching, and suddenly noticed something was wrong.

In a blink of an eye, the entire city suddenly disappeared, followed by all the monks, and all the excitement returned to silence.

Gu Qingshan's expression changed.

Three long swords suddenly appeared from the void.

Gu Qingshan held the two swords of heaven and earth without hesitation and protected his whole body.

All spiritual power fluctuations disappeared.

There was a dead silence all around.

The cold wind blew across the desolate land, sending out bursts of shrill howls.

Gu Qingshan held the two swords and slowly walked forward a few steps.

His whole body entered a fighting state.

what is going on?

Gu Qingshan released his spiritual thoughts to scan around.

--Nothing at all.

Those people seemed to evaporate in an instant.

In the desolate wilderness, apart from sand and stones, there are dense weeds that stick to the ground.

Gu Qingshan looked at the densely packed footprints, and even the traces pressed on the ground by those stalls, and his doubts grew in his heart.

It was obvious that those monks were here just now.

Their stuff is there too.

How could it all disappear all of a sudden?

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Gu Qingshan's back.

Suddenly, he suddenly came back to his senses, and hastily reached out to touch the storage bag on his waist, but it was empty.

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

His storage bag was stolen.

——I am a sword cultivator, and someone can steal the storage bag without me noticing.

The strength of this person is simply terrifying!

Thinking this way, this person wants to kill himself...

Do not.

Gu Qingshan shook his head decisively.

In my spiritual sense, there was no reaction at all.

If you want to kill yourself silently, even the soul screamer can't do it to this extent.

I'm afraid, this is some kind of ability specially used for stealing.

He stayed silent for a while, and thought about the whole process after he entered Fangshi, and suddenly a fragment flashed in his mind.

The monk who sold information took the spirit stone and put the jade slip in his hand.

If you want to steal something, only the monk who sells information has had close contact with him.

He is the most suspected.

Gu Qingshan thought of this, and suddenly remembered something.

He frowned, and muttered to himself: "This feeling... seems very familiar..."

at the same time.

City of Tianzhu.

In an extremely gorgeous palace.

A certain little girl carved with jade was holding Gu Qingshan's storage bag, and gently wiped it with her hand.

The consciousness lock on the storage bag instantly dissipated.

The little girl starts counting the trophies.

"A pile of cooking utensils..."

"Lingshi,"

"Strange, why is there no inheritance of practice?"

"... There are a lot of things on the technology side, but it's a pity that it's useless to take back our world."

The little girl's immature voice sounded out one after another, and then stopped suddenly.

She saw a big white brick being barely held in her hand.

The little girl's face became serious.

Although she is serious, she can only look cute-after all, she is too young.

"This is Xiaolou's oversized jade slip... I remember he said it was given to Qingshan..."