Chapter 459 Becoming a Dad?
"Wolf God's blessing..." Gu Xu repeated the word silently, feeling rather curious.

He really wanted to know what kind of power it was that could instantly elevate a barbarian warrior with strength around the fourth or fifth level to a level comparable to that of a saint.

"Where is your holy mountain?" After thinking for a while, he asked again.

"Over there," Harabar raised his head slightly, looking forward, "just go forward for more than three hundred miles."

Gu Xu also turned his head and glanced over there, and found that it happened to be in the same direction as Kunlun Mountain.

"You show me the way," he ordered, "I also want to visit that holy mountain."

Harabar's expression immediately became a little complicated.

The young man in green shirt in front of him had unknown origins and strange means—if he was taken to the holy mountain, something unpredictable might happen.

But the lives of the people are still in his hands.

If he refused his request, these clansmen might really be like in the phantom, with blood splattered and their heads in different places.

"The shamans on the holy mountain have great powers and extraordinary powers," Harabal told himself silently after thinking for a long time, "with them, this man in Tsing Yi should not be able to cause any trouble."

"No problem, my lord." He said to Gu Xu.

Gu Xu nodded in satisfaction, untied the body-binding amulet on Harabar's body, and waved his hand lightly, and the wriggling sand on the ground disappeared.

The savages of the entire Lowland tribe found themselves still standing on the ground in good order.Everything that happened just now seemed to be just their hallucinations.

Seeing that they finally got out of the trap, several of them immediately got on their horses, turned around and ran away, hoping to get away from Gu Xu far away, never wanting to see this devilish Qiren again.

But after a while, they were surprised and frightened to find that although they felt that they had run a long distance, in fact, they were still spinning around in place.

The young man in Tsing Yi was still smiling, watching them quietly not far behind them.

"Take care of your companion." Gu Xu lightly instructed Harabar beside him.

Harabar took a deep breath, bowed his head and said yes.

Compared with his clansmen, Harabar has more experience in fighting Qi people, so it is natural to see that Gu Xu used the power of space just now.

In the eyes of prairie people, time and space are domains controlled by gods, and it is difficult for mortals to pry into the mysteries within their entire lives.

But Gu Xu can use the power of space flexibly and freely, easily playing with everyone in his palm.

"Who the hell is he?" Harabal was puzzled. "It stands to reason that a person like him should have already been famous all over the world. But why have I never heard of such a number one person in Qi?"

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That night, all the barbarians rested in the open air on the wasteland.

Gu Xu took out "Xianyunju".

In the blink of an eye, an antique house appeared out of nowhere in front of everyone's eyes, and it looked particularly abrupt in the desolate surroundings.

Harabar and the others already understood that this portable house was the magic weapon of space they coveted just now.But now, even if they were given a hundred guts, they would not dare to have the slightest greed for Gu Xu's things.

Under the respectful and awe-inspiring eyes of everyone, Gu Xu pushed open the door and walked straight into "Xianyun Residence".

On the desk in the room, there are piles of densely written papers—these are Gu Xu's recent deduction of the "Forbidden Technique".

At this time, his research was stuck in a bottleneck.

Let him rack his brains, but it is difficult to make new progress.

With Gu Xu's understanding far beyond ordinary people, this is the first time he has encountered such a problem in the deduction of Taoism.

"Why don't you give up!" The white-haired boy in his mind said to him again, "Lu Shiyao has completely disappeared from this world, even if you really figured out the 'Mingzhao Forbidden Technique', you won't be able to do it." Maybe bring her back to life. You don't have much time for yourself, so why waste it on such a futile thing?"

Gu Xu ignored him.

He had a strange look on his face, and his eyes stayed on the other corner of the desk for a long time.

The simple and slender Jinghong pen was placed there, with a thin layer of frost on the surface, exuding a faint silvery white brilliance.

Of course, what surprised him was not the changes that occurred in the Jinghong pen.

It was a baby lying quietly next to the Jinghong pen.

The baby fell asleep with eyes closed, neither crying nor fussing, and the whole body was translucent, looking like a fog that would dissipate at any moment.

Although the baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, Gu Xu knew intuitively that she was a baby girl.

"Congratulations," the white-haired boy teased in his mind, "It's really interesting that a virgin who is not yet married is about to become a father."

"Shut up." Gu Xu said.

Naturally, this child could not be his.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and felt the causal connection between the baby and the Jinghong pen, so he guessed that this child was a newly born tool spirit of the Jinghong pen.

As we all know, all famous utensils have spirits.

And the artifact spirit of Jinghong Pen has always lived and died with its master—every time it recognizes its master, a new artifact spirit will be born, and after the master dies, the artifact spirit will also die.

Before that, Gu Xu thought of many ways, trying to awaken his own tool spirit from the Jinghong brush, but none of them succeeded.

He already wanted to give up and was ready to let nature take its course.

Unexpectedly, Qi Ling appeared without warning today.

"Why is this?" Gu Xu secretly guessed, "Theoretically speaking, the birth of a weapon spirit requires 'spiritual resonance'—but the problem is, I haven't done anything recently, so why does it appear inexplicably? up?
"Could it be because Lu Shiyao's imprint of fate remains in Jinghong's brush, and I've been thinking about the 'Mingzhao Forbidden Technique' every day recently, and want to revive her, so I accidentally gave birth to the spirit of Qi?"

As he thought about it, he took a few steps forward and came to the baby.

It is different from the astrolabe spirit that is only the size of a thumb.

The spirit of the Jinghong pen is about the size of a normal human baby.

The moment Gu Xu walked over, the baby seemed to be aware of this, opened his eyes with a tacit understanding, and stretched out a small white hand towards him.

"Too similar, too similar."

Gu Xu froze for two seconds, as if struck by lightning.

The outline of the baby's facial features, especially the eyes, was exactly the same as that of Lu Shiyao.

In a daze, he seemed to see Lu Shiyao in white clothes appearing beside him, tugged at his sleeves, and called "Young Master" softly.

After a while, he just came back to his senses.

A complicated smile appeared on his face.

He leaned over slightly, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the baby's little hand.

Babies have no entity.

His fingers went straight through her palm.

But his soul felt a trace of refreshing coolness, as if he had touched the ice and snow of the cold mountain.

(End of this chapter)

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