"Let me think about it!" Yang Xuan finally looked at Luo Yi and said faintly.
"I''m waiting for your good news." Luo Yi''s cold eyes disappeared and smiled.
Yang Xuan''s eyes flashed when he came out of Luo Yi.
Some time ago, after absorbing a lot of soul power, Heizhu seemed to become a little different. From time to time, there was an inexplicable palpitation, but after careful exploration, he couldn''t find anything.
He had a faint feeling that there seemed to be a big secret hidden in the black beads.
Now the only clue is the holy mountain.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with joining the holy mountain for the time being.
It''s a big deal. He''ll just leave after he finds out the origin of Heizhu.
However, this is later. His top priority now is to enter the Wushen ruins first.
Desert of death!
He tasted these four words over and over again.
However, he is not in a hurry. How earth shaking the world of Wushen relics is, it will certainly spread. It is only a blink of an eye to go to the desert of death at his speed, but he is not in a hurry for a moment.
Now, what he cares about is actually the battle between Gu Shentu and the East.
What is Tao?
Until now, he is still thinking about this problem.
What is Tao? Does Xiuzhen need to find his own way?
His present state is Yuanying, but Yuanying is not the end of cultivation, but the beginning.
He looked inside quietly. In the void of Dantian, the little baby sat with his eyes closed and couldn''t help breathing in the aura. It looked mysterious and abnormal.
When a baby really grows up, it will become a God.
But is it really that simple?
Yang Xuan sighed slightly. As the first person on the road of truth cultivation, he had to touch the stone to cross the river. He didn''t know where he could go.
To tell you the truth, he''s a little confused now.
So he wanted to see the battle between Xiangdong and Gu Shentu.
I want to see what is Tao.
Then he returned to the forgotten land.
Meng Qingqing is concentrating on Cultivation and making rapid progress.
Her earthly talent is amazing. It''s more appropriate to describe her entry with a thousand miles a day.
After observing her for a few days, Yang Xuan was happy. Meng Qingqing''s cultivation has been on the right track and does not need his guidance.
When Yang Xuan came out of the forgotten place, he calculated the time. There were only a few days left before Gu Shentu and the decisive battle to the East.
After thinking about it, he decided to go to the moon watching mountains.
Wangyue mountain is far from Taihe City, but at his speed, it''s natural.
When I arrived at the moon watching mountain, although it was nearly half a month before the day of the decisive battle between the two, many martial artists had gathered under the moon watching mountain.
For many people, the duel between such masters is rare and can''t be missed.
"You are white?"
When Yang Xuan stood on a cliff and looked at the bustling crowd at the foot of Wangyue mountain, a voice came from behind him.
Yang Xuan didn''t look back for the first time, but said faintly, "it''s Bai. What advice do you have?"
The man behind him gave a light hum and then said, "it''s OK!"
Yang Xuan turned around and looked at the people behind him.
White clothes are better than snow, and clothes fly like immortals.
He looked in his forties, and his eyebrows were full of indifference.
This indifference, indifference to everything, as if everything could not be put in his heart, and as if everything could not attract his attention.
A faint smell of sandalwood came from him. It smells very good.
"What''s good?" Yang Xuan looked at him and asked.
"Lingxin''er is Gu''s younger martial sister." the visitor said faintly.
Yang Xuan frowned, then smiled and said, "it''s really good!"
The visitor''s eyes were bland. Even in the face of his younger martial sister''s enemies, he still looked indifferent.
Yang Xuan looked at him and suddenly said, "Gu Shentu?"
The visitor took two steps forward, looked at the bustling crowd at his feet and said, "it''s gu!"
Yang Xuan was silent. He didn''t expect that lingxin''er was Gu Shentu''s younger martial sister.
Gu Shentu still looked at the crowd at the foot of Wangyue mountain. After a long silence, he suddenly said, "I feel that you are very strong!"
Yang Xuan didn''t say anything. He suddenly had a feeling, a strong contrast.
If Xiangdong is a mortal and ordinary, then Gu Shentu is an immortal and extraordinary.
The feeling of floating and immortality came from him.
It is clear that others are here, but the feeling given to Yang Xuan is not here.
This contradictory feeling makes Gu Shentu extremely mysterious.
Gu Shentu didn''t look at Yang Xuan, but then said, "if you are not so strong, you are already a dead man at the moment, but your strength is beyond my expectation."
He turned his head and looked at Yang Xuan faintly: "although I can''t perceive your specific accomplishments, my feeling tells me that you are very strong, not even coming to the East. My feeling has always been very accurate."
"Oh?" Yang Xuan said softly, noncommittal.
"At the moment, I''m going to fight with Xiangdong. If I conflict with you, even if I can win, I''m afraid it will have an impact. Therefore, I have a request." Gu Shentu looked at Yang xuandao.
Yang Xuan was curious and asked, "what request?"
"What''s going on here? Go to the yuan family in the northwest and say sorry to the younger martial sister." Gu Shentu said faintly.
"Oh?" a strange smile appeared at the corners of Yang Xuan''s mouth.
Say sorry to Lingxin?
significant!
Gu Shentu sighed slightly and said, "young martial sister, since she was rescued from you by the master, she has been depressed all day. Not only has her cultivation greatly regressed, but even her mental state has regressed to ordinary humanity."
After looking at Yang Xuan, he then said, "you may not know. If the younger martial sister hadn''t tried to stop it, you would be a dead man."
Yang Xuan said noncommittally, "what do you say?"
"Younger martial sister always thought that she was wrong first, so she felt extremely guilty. When Shifu wanted to send someone to kill you, she tried her best to stop it and even forced you to die, which made you live until now."
Yang Xuan smiled, northwest yuan family?
He remembered the name.
"So, if you can go to Yuan''s house and say it doesn''t matter to younger martial sister and say sorry again, you can untie her heart knot, maybe master can spare your life." Gu Shentu said faintly.
Yang Xuan''s eyes showed a strange color. After a long silence, he nodded and said, "OK, I''ll go!"
The tone of his words was very flat, and there was no wave on his face, but there were some different things flashing in his eyes.
After Gu Shentu finished, he seemed to put down his mind. After taking a long breath, he suddenly said, "Bai Qi, look at the people at the foot of the moon watching mountain. What are they?"
Yang Xuan looked at the crowd at the foot of the mountain. No one found that one of the protagonists of the decisive battle was standing on the cliff.
"Some ordinary warriors!" Yang Xuan replied.
"No, you''re wrong!" Gu Shentu''s tone was still so flat without any waves: "they are just some mole ants, some mole ants trying to become dragons."
Gu Shentu''s voice flows on the cliff, full of perplexing power.
"But after all, mole ants are mole ants. How can they become dragons?" Gu Shentu continued: "they are mole ants by birth. No matter how hard they try, they can only be mole ants. Even if one or two of them master great power, they are just stronger mole ants."
Yang Xuan didn''t know what he was going to say, so he didn''t answer. He just looked at the crowd under his feet.
"Bai Qi, you and I are the peak of humanity, but for the Shinto, it''s not mole ants?" Gu Shentu looked at Yang Xuan: "add another one to the East. In fact, the three of us are mole ants."
"However, I am not willing to be a mole ant, so I want to fight and fight."
"When I come to the East, I am not fighting each other, but fighting with heaven for that glimmer of hope."