Chapter 735

Gu Qingshan emerged from the sea of ​​clouds.

At the end of his line of sight was a large rock.

This stone is too familiar.

This is the zoo.

Gu Qingshan's current location has already passed where Huanglong is, and is very close to the mountains and palaces.

He jumped up from under the clouds, turned into a shadow and flew towards the distant mountains.

After about half a stick of incense flying, the outline of a pavilion can gradually be seen.

Shou Shanting.

Qilin is sleeping in the pavilion.

Infinite power emanates from it.

To deal with Gu Qingshan, it only needs to take a look.

——It’s hard to imagine that this is just a remnant soul.

Gu Qingshan took out the jade plate given by the spirit turtle and held it in his hand.

Sure enough, when he approached the pavilion this time, Qilin didn't raise his head, but just turned over and changed into a more comfortable position.

Gu Qingshan landed in the pavilion.

He cupped his fists and was about to speak when the Qilin suddenly stretched out its claws and patted the ground.

Thin silver lines emerged from the ground, forming countless mysterious runes.

The magic circle is formed.

The whole pavilion is shining brightly.

Swish!

In an instant, light shot up into the sky, wrapping Gu Qingshan and disappearing.

...

total darkness.

Gu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked around.

——It’s okay, the dark light man is not there.

This proves that at least he is not dead.

There is no wind.

The air was quiet and fragrant, as if something like tranquilizing incense had been burned earlier.

There is a faint spiritual energy emerging from the ground, quietly spreading to the entire space.

This is the Juling Array.

A long-lost feeling of refreshment.

The feeling brought by this environment is very much like a monk's cave.

Gu Qingshan stretched out a hand and made a random trick.

Aura emanated from his fingers, illuminating the surroundings.

A futon made of silkworm silk was placed in the center of the room, with an array plate and several white jade slips beside it.

A spiritual spring flows silently on the far side of the cave.

The jade couch is on the other side facing the Lingquan.

Gu Qingshan retracted his gaze and confirmed his judgment again.

This is indeed a monk cave.

He suddenly realized that something was wrong.

His own cultivation seems a little unbelievably high.

Immediately, the tricks started again.

The aura gathers to form a mirror.

Gu Qingshan looked at himself in the mirror, showing a surprised expression.

——This is not my face!

Suddenly, a piercing headache came, and Gu Qingshan almost fell to the ground in pain.

The pain came and went quickly.

Within a few breaths, all the pain disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Gu Qingshan found that there was an extra piece of information in his mind.

Shen Yang.

Martial arts monk.

Huangyun Tiangong, the head disciple, ranked third.

From the beginning, the peerless talent in martial arts bloomed, which surprised everyone.

He kept thinking about martial arts day and night, thinking about it when he was eating, thinking about it when he was sleeping, staying in the martial arts training ground for several days, and would not rest until he was exhausted.

Being so obsessed with martial arts, he was dubbed a "martial idiot" by others.

Shen Yang finally passed the tests and became the most outstanding martial arts seed of the sect's younger generation.

He worshiped under the name of the master of Huangyun Tiangong and became a closed disciple.

So far, the name of "Wu Chi" has resounded everywhere.

In Gu Qingshan's mind, information about Shen Yang emerged piece by piece.

These information are the most important things in Shen Yang's life, as well as the most contacted people.

As for some tedious and trivial daily events, they are also completely presented in Gu Qingshan's mind.

——Even the various perceptions of martial arts cultivation bases are complete.

With this memory of Shen Yang, Gu Qingshan even possessed the same super high martial arts experience and skills as Shen Yang.

If he can return at this time, I am afraid that this memory will become his precious wealth.

——But the most important thing now is how to pass the test.

If you can't pass the test, you can't enter the Heavenly Palace.

Gu Qingshan was thinking about his situation when a soft aura suddenly appeared in the void.

Gu Qingshan looked at the aura, and a certain information appeared in his memory.

He suddenly understood.

This is someone visiting.

Gu Qingshan took a deep breath to let his facial expression relax.

From now on, I will play Shen Yang.

There must be no flaws.

One breath.

Two breaths.

Gu Qingshan collected himself, stretched out his hand, and made a formula according to Shen Yang's memory.

That aura immediately turned into a portal and opened in front of Gu Qingshan.

A man with a sword on his back came in through the door.

The man said: "Junior Brother, Master summoned us urgently."

According to Shen Yang's memory, Gu Qingshan asked with a puzzled face: "Eldest brother, isn't Master going to participate in this year's feast of the gods?"

Yes, the man in front of him is the head disciple, Sword Cultivator Zhao Kuan.

Gu Qingshan looked at him, feeling a little regretful why he didn't get his memory.

Thinking about the sword repair skills in ancient times makes one's heart surge.

Zhao Kuan said: "I don't know, it seems that something happened, Master told us to go quickly."

"Okay." Gu Qingshan said immediately.

He walked out of the cave with Zhao Kuan, and flew to the peak of the Barren Cloud Heavenly Palace together.

During the flight, Gu Qingshan couldn't help but look down from the sky.

I saw that the entire mountain range was full of spiritual light everywhere, and the monks were riding the wind to and fro, with expressions of excitement and stability on their faces.

Yes, it's the end of the year.

Everyone can stop their practice and gather together to celebrate the New Year.

The gods will also organize a grand banquet at this time, calling for the most outstanding practitioners to go to the banquet.

Gu Qingshan looked into the distance again.

The land is brightly lit and densely populated.

Just outside the mountain gate, Gu Qingshan saw several bustling markets.

Streamers of light flashed across the black night sky from time to time.

That's a flying boat.

In addition, there are many giant building ships with bright lights.

Many monks gathered on it, drinking spiritual wine, eating delicacies, singing and dancing, sitting and discussing Taoism, and competing in spells.

Everywhere, men and women can be seen walking side by side, or a large group of people rushing to the sky, playing and chasing each other.

What a lively scene!

Gu Qingshan sighed and looked away.

The palace on the hill has arrived.

This is where the Palace Master of the Heavenly Palace is located.

There was another monk with a dagger waiting for them at the door.

This is Shen Yang's second senior brother, the sorcerer, Huang Zhan.

The short knife in his hand is not used to charge and fight, but a magic blade to cast spells.

"Eldest senior brother, third junior brother, you are here." Huang Zhan said.

"En." Gu Qingshan said.

"Let's go in, Master is waiting for us." Zhao Kuan said.

The three pushed the door open and entered.

In the main hall, a white-haired monk in a black robe stood with his back facing the three of them, with his hands behind his back.

A simple and unadorned long sword was quietly floating in front of him.

Gu Qingshan looked at the long sword, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Earth Sword!

This is the ground sword!

"Master!" The other two disciples saluted together.

Gu Qingshan quickly followed suit.

The Mistress of the Barren Cloud Palace sighed, seemingly sad, but did not speak.

The three disciples looked at each other.

Their faces were full of puzzlement.

Master has always been talented and vigorous, why is he like this today?

There was silence.

The atmosphere in the hall became more and more eerie and unspeakable.

In the end, senior brother Zhao Kuan couldn't help asking: "Master, didn't you go to the banquet? Why did you come back so soon? And why are you sighing?"

Palace Master Huangyun pointed to the ground sword and said, "It's injured."

Zhao Kuan was surprised and said: "This sword is a magic weapon that my master has spent countless resources on. Please use the nine masters of the heaven to forge a magical weapon that took ninety-nine and eighty-one days to complete. Who can hurt it?"

Palace Master Huangyun spat out two words: "Measurement God."

The God of Quantity is one of the gods, who claims to control all the conditions and futures of all living things.

Huang Zhan wondered: "The gods have always treated all living beings kindly, why did they hurt Master's sword?"

Palace Master Huangyun said: "At today's banquet, I fought swords with God of Quantity. With this sword, I won half a move of God of Quantity, but I didn't want to provoke the gods to be angry, so I shot with all my strength and injured this sword."

The palace master turned around abruptly, and said to the three disciples, "It's all my fault that I caused such a catastrophe, and the sect will be destroyed in an instant."

"Zhao Kuan, Huang Zhan, Shen Yang, you are my direct disciples, now I order you to escape from the Huangyun Tiangong immediately, go to the lower realm to hide your name, and preserve a trace of inheritance seeds for the sect."

"Other major elders are also doing this."

"You go away tonight!"

The three disciples panicked immediately.

"Master, the gods won't be able to—"

"how so!"

"It's just a competition, why is our sect being-"

They all spoke out to comfort Master.

Palace Master Huangyun yelled sharply: "Shut up, all of you!"

The three of them suddenly fell silent.

Palace Master Huangyun said: "Zhao Kuan!"

"The disciple is here!" Zhao Kuan knelt down and bowed.

Palace Master Huangyun said: "You are the earliest beginner, but you have not achieved great success in swordsmanship. Now I entrust you with all the sect's martial arts classics. After you go down to the realm, you can't be distracted by anything. Study a lot of sect's various swordsmanship. Strive to establish a sect in the lower realm as soon as possible, and continue my salary."

"Yes." Zhao Kuan said.

Palace Master Huangyun said: "Huang Zhan, among the three, you have the highest skill attainment. I want you to protect the Earth Sword, take it to the lower realm to hide your name, and avoid this rumor, waiting for the follow-up opportunity."

Huang Zhan couldn't help asking: "Master, this sword is your saber. I took it away. What do you use?"

Palace Master Huangyun said solemnly: "I can use any sword, but the Earth Sword must not fail again. It holds a secret that is related to the fate of the entire human race. It is the last hope of our human race. You must protect it. "

"Yes, Master." Huang Zhan said solemnly.

Palace Master Huangyun looked at Gu Qingshan again, and said: "Shen Yang, you have the purest mind on weekdays, and I have a private matter to entrust to you as a teacher."

Gu Qingshan said: "Master, please give me instructions."

Palace Master Huangyun said: "The gods said that my daughter is not born with enough birthright, and her destiny is only seven years old—I only found out later that because she was born with a golden lotus, the gods and gods hated her, so the gods are on her body." Planted a vicious curse."

"All the big monks in the heavens and I tried our best, and finally came up with a way to make her avoid the curse and prolong her life."

"Unfortunately, our method has to go through hundreds of thousands of years before we can gradually eliminate the curse of the gods and let her wake up from this ice crystal."

He stretched out his hand to hold it up, and suddenly a huge ice crystal appeared.

Gu Qingshan looked towards the ice crystal.

In the ice crystal, there are hundreds of thousands of Lingyu flowers clustered around a golden lotus.

On the golden lotus, a little girl with a pure and immature face sat upright, sleeping soundly.

Gu Qingshan looked at those spirit jade flowers again.

These flowers are divided into two types, one is the flower of the true spirit, and the other is the flower carved from spiritual jade.

According to Shen Yang's memory, even in the heavens, every flower of the true spirit here is a rare treasure.

And those flowers carved from spiritual jade are engraved with runes, which are obviously some kind of extremely profound magic circle.

In the ice crystal, wisps of spiritual light emerged from the spirit jade flower, mixed with the colorful colors gushing out of the true spirit flower, and sank into the little girl's body at an extremely slow speed.

"This is my daughter. It may take tens of thousands of years to wake up. I probably won't see her in my lifetime."

"Shen Yang, take her to the lower realm to resettle her properly and take care of her for me."

Palace Master Barren Cloud looked at the little girl in the ice crystal.

His expression became soft and nostalgic.

"If one day she wakes up, tell her for me that her name is Xie Daoling."