The Immortal Spiritual Picture

These days, Gu Changqing plays the game and he defends. Although Gu Changqing did not try his best, he still used all his skills. Gu Changhuan can encourage and support him, which is already very good.

"I dare not say anything else, but Seventeenth Brother will definitely have no problem with the seventh level of ordinary Qi training now." Gu Changming said.

These days, he has noticed that the power of Gu Changhuan's spells is far greater than that of monks of the same level. This shows that Gu Changhuan's foundation is solid and his spiritual power is much deeper than that of monks of the same level.

Gu Changqing laughed twice, and exchanged some polite words with Gu Changming. Just as he was about to leave Baizhan Valley, Gu Changqing suddenly spoke.

"I accepted the mission." It has been almost half a year since Gu Changqing returned to Bifeng Mountain. It is time to carry out the family mission.

He accepted a family mission to kill a monster and was about to set off in a few days.

After Gu Changhuan found out, he secretly gave Gu Changqing several bottles of pills.

"They are all elixirs for healing and restoring spiritual power. Brother Ninth will take them. We will meet again as brothers when you come back."

After Gu Changqing accepted it, he patted his shoulder and said

"Thank you."

Gu Changhuan lost his partner and had almost honed his fighting skills, so he thought about going to Fangshi.

After meeting the clan leader, Gu Changhuan explained his purpose of coming.

"Do you want to go to Fangshi?"

Gu Wanchang looked at Gu Changhuan. He knew that Gu Changhuan had been honing his fighting skills in Baizhan Valley recently, and he had achieved some success now.

"Then go ahead and pay attention to safety on the road."

After Gu Changhuan left, Gu Wanchang's expression was dark and unclear, and then he sighed.

Uncle Twenty-one also has good intentions. Sooner or later, immortal cultivators will have to face this situation. It would be better for them to set up the situation than to have Chang Huan really be robbed and killed one day.

In Jiuqifang City, Gu Wanhao opened the alchemy furnace and couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw the three red pills in the alchemy furnace.

This crimson elixir is called Red Blood Pill, a second-level top grade. Refined with the essence blood of various monsters and several spiritual herbs, it can supplement the energy and blood of the immortal cultivator.

Gu Wanhao put away the Red Blood Pill and touched his beard quite proudly. But not everyone can become a second-level high-grade alchemist in the middle stage of foundation building. He was able to break through so quickly, thanks to the handbook given by Chang Huan!

I don't know if Chang Huan is out of seclusion now, but Gu Xuanzhan once summoned him and asked him to set up a trap to make Gu Changhuan more wary of others.

He told Gu Wanchang about this before leaving Bifeng Mountain. Gu Wanchang also agreed with Gu Xuanzhan's proposal and said that he could do this.

Gu Wanhao naturally agreed.

On the other side, Gu Changhuan was sitting on the back of the bull beast, holding a map in his hand.

This is the road. At the current speed of the Barbarian Bull Beast, he will be able to reach Jiuxifang City at noon tomorrow.

This was his first time going out by himself, and Gu Changhuan found it very fresh. He put away the map and took out the Immortal Map, hoping to see if he could luck out and find some mineral vein or something.

When passing by the woods on a barren mountain, Gu Changhuan seemed to hear something.

"stop!"

The bull beast has been trained to understand some basic instructions. When Gu Changhuan said stop, it stopped.

It seems like someone is asking for help?

Gu Changhuan was a little confused. Did he encounter a monster in this wilderness?

Gu Changhuan used the Sky Eye Technique, one of the spells he had recently learned, to detect situations in the distance.

"Help!"

A rather pretty female cultivator stumbled out while supporting an unconscious man.

The man being supported seemed to have been injured by some magic weapon on his back, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.

From the looks of it, the situation is probably in danger.

The female cultivator obviously hadn't noticed the man's condition yet. She tried her best to support him, and occasionally glanced back with a frightened expression, as if there was a beast chasing her behind.

"This fellow Taoist! Please save my life! There is a villain in the middle stage of Qi training behind us who is chasing us!"

The female cultivator saw that Gu Changhuan seemed to have found a life-saving straw and begged.

Gu Changhuan glanced at them, unmoved.

"Please, Taoist friend! This little girl is willing to work as a cow or a horse for Taoist friend to repay the great kindness."

The female cultivator continued to plead, her voice already hoarse. It seems that the spiritual energy in the body is almost exhausted.

"Run! You dare to run! In this wilderness, let me see where you, a little bitch, and that damned sick man can escape to!"

A rough and reckless voice suddenly sounded, echoing in the forest.

A seven-foot-tall black-faced man walked out carrying a giant sword. When he saw Gu Changhuan sitting on the back of the bull beast, he said in an extremely arrogant tone

"It turns out there is someone who can help you! Little pretty boy, you wanted to go against me, but you made the wrong calculation. This little bitch and the sick man hurt my brother, and I must take their heads back!"

After saying that, the black-faced man raised his giant sword and struck at the female cultivator without saying a word. The female cultivator tried her best to dodge, but her left arm was still scratched by the giant sword.

Gu Changhuan jumped off the back of the bull, took out the Qingyun Sword, and instantly appeared next to the female cultivator, blocking the giant sword.

The female cultivator took the opportunity to hide aside.

The black-faced man was shocked. His giant sword weighed several hundred kilograms, and ordinary seventh-level Qi practitioners could not resist it. This was why he was so confident just now.

Gu Changhuan jumped into the air and returned to the back of the bull beast.

"Get out now and I'll spare your life."

The dark-faced man glared at the female cultivator and the unconscious monk unwillingly, as if he wanted to retreat.

"Just wait for me, this matter won't just be settled like this."

He said bitterly as he faced Gu Changhuan and others and prepared to leave.

Gu Changhuan's face turned cold, he took out five talismans and threw them at the black-faced man.

After a burst of explosions mixed with screams, Gu Changhuan went forward to check, but unfortunately he did not find the body of the black-faced man.

He actually let him escape!

Those were five first-level medium-grade talismans! It seems that the black-faced man is quite capable.

Seeing the black-faced man retreat, the female cultivator hurriedly thanked Gu Changhuan

"Thank you for your kindness, Taoist friend. I will never forget it. I don't know your name yet."

Gu Changhuan looked at her sweat-soaked temples and injured left arm, and said, "Aren't you going to see that person?"

The female cultivator crawled to the man as if she had just woken up from a dream, and couldn't help crying when she found the horrible wound on his back.

Then she took out several bottles of pills and stuffed each one into the male cultivator's mouth.

"He's dead."