Gao Wu: My martial arts training relies solely on hard work

Chapter 224
"Gu Qingqiu, you're not dead?"

Zhao Xuan looked at the visitor with slight surprise.

Although the face was not a familiar one, the voice and the temperament revealed inadvertently were the same as that of the spirit girl from the Lian Sheng Cult.

What surprised Zhao Xuan was that not only did Gu Qingqiu not die at the hands of the Demon Cult, but he also miraculously cultivated to the master level.

No, is Xiang Chu really the grandson of the Demon Lord?
Why is it that after he died, Gu Qingqiu, who was at least half a murderer, nothing happened?
The Demon Sect can't do anything to the Zhenwu Sect, but beating the Liansheng Sect, which doesn't even have a mountain gate and can only hide like a rat in a ditch, isn't it as easy as a grandfather beating his grandson?
Gu Qingqiu's willow eyebrows stood up, and he bit his red lips with a row of silver teeth: "Nephew also knows that you assassinated the Demon Lord's eldest grandson that day, which will kill the slave family?"

"Did you know that the slave family was captured by the demon sect and subjected to the most brutal torture in the world? Even the meanest beggar can trample the slave family under their feet?"

Endless hatred radiated from her body, and the temperature of the underground palace suddenly dropped a few points.

Zhao Xuan scratched his head.

Then he really doesn't know.

He thought the Demonic Society would kill Gu Qingqiu.

I didn’t expect that the Demon Cult only tortures people and cannot even do the most basic tasks of eradicating the roots.

No wonder the Demonic Church fell, it was deserved.

Gu Qingqiu misunderstood and thought that Zhao Xuan was feeling guilty.

"Haha, are you trying to say that you didn't expect to cause such misery to the slave family? You didn't mean it?"

She let out a cold laugh, and her poisonous eyes fell on Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuangang wanted to answer no, but she was interrupted with a cold voice: "After the slave family came out and made some inquiries, they found out that my nephew had already become a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect. Not only did he become a true disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, he also once ranked second on the Tenglong Ranking."

"What a proud man."

"The slave family crawled out of hell and came to meet my nephew to renew their relationship. Is my nephew happy?"

Even though he was hundreds of meters away, Zhao Xuan could still feel her overwhelming resentment.

He sighed: "It's not easy for you to climb out of the abyss of hell. Why don't you live a good life? Why do you have to find me?"

She must have been having a hard time.

Zhao Xuan is kind-hearted and hates seeing others suffer.

It just so happens that he has just learned the magical power of Buddhism to "hold the Buddha's Kingdom in the palm of his hand" and can build the divine realm into a paradise.

He decided to help Gu Qingqiu transcend and send her to the Paradise to enjoy happiness.

Gu Qingqiu once again made a mistake.

She looked resentful: "You have done something wrong, are you still afraid that the slave family will come to your door?"

"Zhao Xuan, the slave family not only wants to tell the world that you were once a disciple of the Liansheng Cult, but you rebelled and joined the Zhenwu Sect, which made you ruined and despised by the world."

"I will inflict ten times a hundred times the pain that the slave family has suffered on you, making your life worse than death."

I don't know when a heavy fog began to surround me, and there were red lotuses as bright as blood floating in the fog.

A young girl with skin as beautiful as snow, wearing a looming white tulle, dancing gracefully, walked out of the fog and walked towards Zhao Xuan.

With every movement of her hands and feet, her graceful figure is on full display.

I don’t know for a moment whether the gauze is whiter or the snow is softer.

Although Gu Qingqiu harbored resentment, he never underestimated his enemy.

She deliberately told Zhao Xuan about her tragic past in order to attract Zhao Xuan's attention, but secretly set up a phantom formation to try to catch Zhao Xuan off guard and capture him in one fell swoop.

She didn't believe that a young man with a strong temper could withstand the temptation of spurting blood like this.

But she miscalculated a bit.

Not only was Zhao Xuan strong-blooded, his strength was also much higher than hers.

He sighed quietly: "Since you know how to inquire about my information, wouldn't you ask more clearly?"

A "big sun" that emits infinite light slowly rises from behind him, and an extremely terrifying power fills the surrounding area.

What followed was blazing flames like thousands of fire dragons rising into the sky.

The true fire of the sun, which is the most powerful and powerful, spreads evenly in all directions.What mist, what red lotus, what graceful goddess.

In the raging fire, everything was annihilated by flying ashes.

The illusion was broken, and Gu Qingqiu immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

She looked at Zhao Xuan in surprise: "How can you be so strong?"

She once used this trick against a high-ranking Grandmaster-level elder in the sect.

The elder, who was old enough to be her great-grandfather, was forced to regain his glory under her illusion, but his essence was sucked dry.

Zhao Xuan was too lazy to answer such a silly question, but said something confusing: "The Divine Realm welcomes a grandmaster-level guest."

The ferocious and violent true sun fire swept toward Gu Qingqiu like a rolling wave.

Under the licking of the flames, a faint scent of meat emitted.

"what!"

Gu Qingqiu watched helplessly as the body-protecting energy was being burned by the true fire of the sun, and he screamed: "Zhao Xuan, stop it, do you really not miss your old feelings?"

When Zhao Xuan heard this, the fire intensified.

Pu Xinnu, who has an old relationship with you?

Seeing that the old relationship was not working, Gu Qingqiu then threatened: "Zhao Xuan, the slave family has compiled the fact that you were a disciple of the Liansheng Cult into a book. If the slave family cannot go back, someone will spread it to the world."

"At that time, you will be expelled from the Zhenwu Sect and lose everything you own."

Zhao Xuan only replied: "Zhenwumen is not as stupid as you."

If this trick was effective, talented disciples such as Dao Sansheng and Xuanzang would have been killed by rumors long ago.

Yes, he once joined the Liansheng Cult in order to get rid of Magistrate Lu.

But who can prove it?
Even if there is evidence, even Zhang Cuifeng, who dislikes him, will feel that someone has framed him.

Threatening him with this is like Gu Qingqiu using the illusion of beautiful women to confuse him.

Gu Qingqiu's whole body was ignited by fire, and he watched the dust settle.

A charming and gentle female voice came out from her body:
"The mortal world is like a prison, and all living beings suffer."

"Reincarnation is endless, worry is endless."

"Pity me, the world, there is a god descending from heaven."

"No birth mother, a vacuum hometown."

A white lotus rose from Gu Qingqiu's body, emitting soft moon-white light, isolating the true fire of the sun.

No matter how bright the sun really burns and the sound of explosions continues, it can't break through the white light's defense.

Gu Qingqiu, who was originally unconscious, slowly raised his head, and an indescribably beautiful figure appeared in his bright eyes.

Just as if all the beauty in the world were equal to one stone, then this man had twelve bushels, and other women owed her two bushels.

Zhao Xuan, facing a formidable enemy, stared at that beautiful figure.

According to the law "if you hit the young, the old will come."

This figure is probably inseparable from the old mother Wu Sheng.

"Pfft!"

"Gu Qingqiu" let out a laugh like a silver bell: "You are such a handsome young man, why don't you even look at me?"

"Tsk, tsk, such a handsome young man was actually a disciple of the slave family before. It's a pity that this stupid girl didn't complete the initiation ceremony."

"Otherwise, how can you escape from the clutches of the slave family?"

Zhao Xuan blurted out and asked: "Are you the Wusheng old mother worshiped by Liansheng Cult?"

(End of this chapter)