Fast time travel: black lotus has no emotion

Chapter 163

Gu Liubai didn't want to think about it, she looked at the mountains in the distance, and at the end of the mountains was the destination of her trip, the East China Sea.

The closer he got, the worse Gu Liubai's heart palpitations became.

Suddenly, a spaceship passed by overhead, and the sound of breaking through the air could be heard faintly. Gu Liubai took a few more glances, the spaceship was radiant, and she used spells to change the spaceship into leaves, there was no comparison at all.

Looking ecstatically, a phantom jumped out of the spaceship, stepped on a long sword, looked and looked at the place where Gu Liubai was standing.

"Junior brother, what are you looking at?" There was another person falling behind the long sword. The delicate woman in blue seemed to be unable to stand still, stumbling around, and finally threw herself into the man's arms.

That man is none other than the former husband of the original body, Gu Liubai's goal and mission in this world, the son of luck in this world, Zheng Shilian.

Zheng Shilian was wearing the clothes of Yunfu Sect disciples, but the pattern on the collar and sleeves was much more complicated than that of other disciples.

Zheng Shilian helped his senior sister steady, with no expression on his indifferent face: "It's nothing, I thought I saw an acquaintance just now."

"Acquaintance?" Xie Wanwan, the woman in blue, stood firm, but did not let go of Zheng Shilian's sleeves, her eyes were full of deep love for him: "But junior brother, didn't you say that you are alone in the mortal world, and your family is very sad?" It’s long gone, and the only wife is dead too, isn’t it?”

When Xie Wanwan talked about Zheng Shilian's wife, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, but fortunately she died, otherwise, how could she be worthy of Zheng Shilian who has crossed the class with just a mere mortal.

Zheng Shilian lowered his brows and wiped away the dark light in his eyes: "Well, I probably got it wrong."

Indeed, how could a person who saw the dead with his own eyes be still alive.

The two of them jumped back to the spaceship with their long swords again. Gu Liubai came out from behind a tree, tapped his fingertips, and untied the defense she had set up.

Cultivators have excellent eyesight, and Gu Liubai's current appearance of Zheng Shilian is deeply imprinted in Gu Liubai's mind.

Is this the son of heaven, the darling of luck?

For four years, he crossed several realms in a row, Gu Liubai swallowed Wushou's painstaking efforts, and his cultivation was stable at the foundation-building stage of Dzogchen, while Zheng Shilian was at the same cultivation level as hers.

Gu Liubai couldn't help but smile, as expected of the son of luck, God chased after him to feed him.

When the spaceship was far away, Gu Liubai swallowed another drop of his heart without even thinking about it.

She is still not strong enough now, so there is no need to waste a huge treasure on her body.

In Donghai, as long as her strength is a few ranks higher than Zheng Shilian's, she will kill him even if she dies, otherwise, the further to the back, the higher his cultivation level, the more difficult it will be for her to kill him.

After eating Wu Ming's painstaking efforts, Gu Liubai is no longer as passive as yesterday. She is now very clear-headed, even terrifyingly clear-headed.

It was still flesh and blood that seemed to be crushed and connected together, Gu Liubai's forehead was covered with sweat, but he didn't let out a painful groan.

The indestructible body, the corner of her mouth was bleeding from her own bite, Gu Liubai stared at the spaceship that had turned into a small dot, and followed closely behind.

She believes that Zheng Shilian and her goal are the same, they are both going to the East China Sea.But the East China Sea stretches for thousands of miles, and it is not easy to find someone.

Enduring the pain, Gu Liubai dripped another drop into his mouth after absorbing the blood from his heart.

With a bang, there was a sound inside Gu Liubai's body, and more and more dark clouds gathered above his head. Gu Liubai glanced up, and three drops of blood from his heart made her start to attack the Golden Core Stage.

In Gu Liubai's plan, she was supposed to go through the thunder calamity and attack the golden core when she arrived in the East China Sea, but the accident happened suddenly, and no one thought it would start now.

Gu Liubai thought of Zheng Shilian's luck, so is this the punishment of heaven?No one can stop Zheng Shilian from cultivating immortality and becoming a god?

Gu Liubai doesn't believe in fate. If she believed in fate, she should have died long ago, instead of being captured by the system, traveling through countless worlds, and changing countless fates.

Finally, she took a deep look at the spaceship Zheng Shilian was on, and she couldn't turn her head back. She had to speed up and run in another direction before the dark clouds above her head were as dark as ink, and before the thunder disaster arrived.

On the spaceship, Zheng Shilian seemed to feel something. He looked back at the direction he came from. The faint dark clouds covered the dense forest that could not be seen clearly, but slowly dispersed in the next instant.

"Junior Brother, we are almost there." Xie Wanwan hopped up and walked to Zheng Shilian's side: "Junior Master Jiang asked us to go to the front hall to discuss matters."

"Understood." Zheng Shilian nodded, looked away, and followed Xie Wanwan to the front hall.

"Uncle Jiang." The two bowed to a middle-aged man who was sitting on the master's seat, and sat on both sides.

Jiang Dao, who was sitting at the top, nodded, looked at Zheng Shilian who was seated below him, and concealed the jealousy in his heart: "Junior brother and younger sister, this time the sect sent us to the East China Sea. On the surface, it is the ancient seal of the East China Sea. Once the battlefield appears, let us join hands with other sects to seal it again. But secretly, let us go deep into the ancient battlefield to find the artifact that the ancestor of the sect lost in the ancient battlefield at that time."

"As for my uncle, I think we should split into two groups. One group is to secure people from the major sects, and the other route is to secretly complete the tasks assigned to us by the sects. Brother Zheng, what do you think?"

Zheng Shilian played with the small sword in his hand, and shook his head: "Shilian thinks what Master Uncle said is reasonable."

A smile appeared on Jiang Dao's face, he clapped his hands lightly, and couldn't help saying: "I knew Junior Brother Zheng would not refuse."

"Going deep into the ruins of the ancient battlefield is full of dangers. As your uncle, I naturally cannot let you go deep into the dangerous situation. Therefore, I will leave it to you to stabilize the sects of all parties."

As soon as Jiang Dao finished speaking, Xie Wanwan wanted to disagree: "Uncle Jiang, I..."

"Thank you, Senior Sister!" Before she could finish speaking, Zheng Shilian shook his head slightly at her: "Uncle Jiang, your arrangement is very good. Senior Sister and I will go to count the people in the sect first, and then we will drive another spaceship first."

Out of the front hall, Xie Wanwan flicked her sleeves, and said coquettishly: "Junior brother, why did you agree, do you know that Master Jiang did it on purpose, and we won't have time to practice if we stabilize all schools."

"Besides, when we came out that day, what did the master say, after we entered the ancient battlefield, while looking for the ancestor's artifact, we also... also..." Fight for our own opportunities.

Xie Wanwan didn't finish what she said, but both Zheng Shilian and she knew what it meant.

The world of cultivating immortals pays attention to competition, luck, and respect for strength. The ancient battlefield is a roulette for collecting life and death, and it is also the beginning of their competition for opportunities.

The journey of cultivating immortals is to fight against the sky. If you win, you will stand on a higher place and look at different scenery. When you die, your soul will be scattered, and there will be no afterlife.

Every person cultivating immortals is like betting on a gamble. Everyone thinks that they will win, but who will admit defeat until the moment of death.

(End of this chapter)