Chapter 671 Broken Dragon Scale

"That's because Lingxiao Realm lost a ruler like the Emperor who cared for the people, and was ruined by Taishang Haotian into this miserable state," Luo Chuan flattered habitually, "No wonder he has been stuck at the peak of the eighth realm for thousands of years and has been unable to collect all the incense from Lingxiao Realm.

"If it were the Emperor, he would have already entered Yujing surrounded by the people."

"Don't be so absolute," Gu Xu shook his head gently, "Collecting incense is not as easy as you think. Now that I am in the Great Wilderness, I dare not guarantee that I can successfully advance to the Ninth Realm."

Of course, Gu Xu knew the reason why this situation happened in Lingxiao Realm.

Although Tai Shang Haotian nominally unified the Lingxiao Realm, he was actually unable to directly control every force under his command.

He could only assign the task of collecting incense to various races, families and sects to complete on their own.

However, these forces under his command often only focus on whether the mission is completed, and are unable to ensure that all living beings are convinced by Tai Shang Haotian.

Therefore, the process of collecting incense often ends up becoming a formality.

…………

Lingxiao Realm.

The residue from alchemy, scrap iron from refining tools, and some miscellaneous waste from the cultivation world fell into a valley with a loud crash, like a torrential rain pouring down.

The civilians of Cuiyun Village rushed over there.

The steep slopes, rugged rocks and dense thorns could not stop their rapid pace.

Everyone was afraid that if they arrived a step late, they would not be able to grab the "gift" from the heavenly palace.

The family of four who saved Gu Xu was no exception.

The old lady and the young woman each carried a large backpack, and the two children's pockets were also stuffed with waste. It can be said that they returned with a full load.

Only Gu Xu, who was lying on the kang, frowned slightly.

After the four of them arrived home, they squatted on the ground and began to carefully select the things they had picked up based on their shape and color.

Judging from their skilled appearance, it was obviously not the first time they had done this.

After a while, the old lady picked up a piece of angular, shiny black hard object from a pile of waste and handed it to the young boy.

Without thinking, the boy stuffed it into his mouth.

"and many more!"

Just as the boy was about to reach out to grab the hard object, Gu Xu suddenly spoke up to stop him.

Everyone present turned to look at him with confusion on their faces.

"That thing is the waste product produced when the flame stone and purple-backed amaranth are mixed under extremely high temperatures. It is chronically toxic. If consumed frequently, it will cause hair loss, dry skin, and weak eyesight..." Gu Xu explained.

"Will it cost someone's life?" asked the old lady.

Gu Xu was silent for a moment, then replied, "It won't cause death directly."

"Keep eating, don't worry about him," the old lady turned to look at the little boy and said, "We picked up these things with great difficulty. We won't be hungry for a few days after eating them. Not long ago, most of our food was confiscated by the Qingque Sect. If we don't have these, we may not survive this winter..."

Before she could finish her words, the black hard object that the little boy was holding suddenly disappeared.

At this moment, he and the little girl beside him each held a roasted chicken leg that was golden and fragrant.

The skin of the chicken leg has an attractive sheen, as if it were coated with a thin layer of golden honey.

Not only that.

Miraculously, in this room, there appeared several heavy bags of grains, several clay jars filled with pickled vegetables, and some pieces of salty and fragrant bacon... The family of four was stunned for a moment and could hardly believe their eyes.

"This……"

"Meng thanks you for saving my life. These things are my little gift of thanks." Gu Xu smiled and said sincerely.

When he set out from the Great Wilderness, he was worried that Shi Xiaohan would be hungry after waking up in the blood pool, so he specially prepared mountains of delicious food in the "Yao Chi Palace".

I didn't expect it would come in handy now.

While everyone was still standing there in a daze, having not yet come to their senses, Gu Xu suddenly had an idea and took out paper and pen from the "Yao Chi Palace" again and began to paint quickly.

He sketched the outline of an arm and a leg on paper and then cut them out.

With the help of his magic, the flat paper seemed to be injected with life, rapidly inflating and expanding like a balloon, and finally turning into a three-dimensional shape.

These paper arms and legs were perfectly connected to his now broken body, allowing him to regain his health.

At this time, Gu Xu waved his hand gently, and several bags of waste thrown down from the "Tiangong" floating island instantly flew in front of him.

He could vaguely feel that there seemed to be something in this pile of waste that was connected to him in some causal way.

He used his true energy to stir it up and soon took out a silver object the size of a fingernail.

This object is hard and feels as cold as metal, with a gleaming surface as bright as moonlight.

However, there were a few stains of bright red blood on its edges, which made it particularly eye-catching.

Gu Xu knew that this was a piece of dragon scale - or more accurately, a piece of the leftover dragon scale.

If he guessed correctly, this should have fallen from Jiang Zhaoyue's body.

"The scales of the dragons of Lingxiao Realm are one of the strongest substances in the world, and it is difficult for ordinary magic weapons to penetrate them," Gu Xu thought to himself, "Jiang Zhaoyue's dragon scales are broken into this state, and it is estimated that she has been seriously injured.

"She should have been accidentally teleported to the location of the floating island of 'Heavenly Palace' in the space turbulence after we got separated. With her usual bad luck, she was then captured by Tai Shang Hao Tian or his men."

The more Gu Xu thought about it, the more solemn his eyes became.

He couldn't help but wonder what would happen to Jiang Zhaoyue if he was captured by Taishang Haotian and taken to the floating island of "Tiangong".

  Will her scales be peeled off and used to make the "Dragon Scale Armor" which is considered the most precious treasure in the Lingxiao Realm?

Will the people in the "Heavenly Palace" torture her in every way and extract all kinds of information from her?

For example, the coordinates of the Great Wilderness World?

"Perhaps, I should change my plan and stop pursuing safety as I did before."

His hand inadvertently tightened around the hilt of the knife at his waist.

Then, under the gaze of the family of four beside him, he strode out of the house.

His pace didn't seem hurried, but every step he took seemed to move him forward dozens of feet, and soon he disappeared into the depths of the lush mountains.

…………

a long distance away.

The place where Chen Suhui fell was a small town inhabited by humans.

Under the protection of Gu Xu's "Qiankun" authority, she only suffered some minor superficial injuries and was basically safe and sound.

The town was particularly lively that day.

Every family brought their daughters to the outskirts of the town.

Because they heard that the immortal master of Bixia Palace would come here today to recruit disciples.

(End of this chapter)

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