They all thought they were reborn!

Chapter 132 The Ancestral Hall is Destroyed
Li Qingmu failed to define his affection for her as love, but only as a debt.

Even if the form she used to "repay" was exactly the same.

She was unconsciously heading towards that future—becoming his private property.

She naturally didn't know that in Gu Youqing's simulator, although it was a qualified ending, it was not a perfect ending.

Even the score is only 72 points, far inferior to Lu Yunzhi.

This also means that she should have had better choices to pursue more happiness.

It's just that she didn't realize it for a while.

For her at this moment, being able to redeem her sins and achieve that future is already the most beautiful vision.

Not qualified to ask for more.

Her aura finally connected to the "view" that she had just turned off.

However, the picture sent back from "Guan" filled her heart with sweetness, and she was instantly overwhelmed by panic.

"Ancestral hall!"

The wooden frame filled with hundreds of tokens has now been destroyed, countless spiritual tokens are scattered on the ground, a hole appears in the ground, a few candlesticks fell on the ground, and several spiritual tokens were lit.

She is clearly a powerful monk in the Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment her whole body is icy cold.

I failed to watch the ancestral hall!

She already owed him so much, but now she made another big mistake!
"You Qing!" She hastily called Gu Youqing to stop.

Now is not the time to cover up, she must admit her mistakes openly and make amends in time:

"Blame me... I didn't notice the movement over there just now... The ancestral hall, the ancestral hall was destroyed by them!"

"..."

Gu Youqing stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and looked at Li Qingmu.

The latter lowered her head, she naturally knew how important the Gu family village ancestral hall was to him.

As for himself, because of his personal emotional breakdown, he was not taken care of.

It happened to be that time.

She is very sorry.

Gu Youqing didn't blame her, but asked:

"How is Grandma Gu?"

Li Qingmu raised his head and said in a daze:
"They acted quietly and did not disturb the people of the Gu family village. Grandma Gu is still resting."

"That's good." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Qingmu asked weakly, "Aren't you angry?"

"Naturally angry..." Gu Youqing clenched his fists: "But it's a dead thing after all, as long as Grandma Gu is fine."

"As for this account, we still have to get it back."

"Saint! Take me to Gu's Village!"

Li Qingmu looked up at him.

Gu Youqing coughed: "Qingmu, please."

……

On the flying magic weapon, Gu Youqing held his chest lightly.

The rib that was broken by the Nascent Soul cultivator was still aching.

But he didn't want to be seen by Li Qingmu.

In fact, when he heard the news that the ancestral hall was destroyed, he was very angry, but he knew that Li Qingmu's mental state was not stable at this time.

Although she had vented her emotions once in the bathroom, it could be seen that she still couldn't get out of it.

The reason why he didn't ask the reason, nor did he complain that she didn't take good care of the ancestral hall, was because he didn't want to add to her psychological burden.

One day she figured it out, and she would come to tell herself.

It must be a lie to say that there is no love between men and women for this saint who has always been by her side and rescued herself from the magic swamp in Heifengling.

What's more, the various endings of the simulation are still in his mind.

So, the same is true for the ribs now, so try not to let the saint notice it, lest she feel even more guilty.

Soon, the two arrived at Gujia Village.

Li Qingmu and Gu Youqing talked about their realm.

Except for the young man in white who is in the middle stage of the eighth rank, the remaining three are all ninth rank.

One of them is the same late foundation establishment stage as Gu Youqing, and the remaining two are the middle foundation establishment stage.

Gu Youqing picked up the few remaining spirit cards scattered on the ground one by one, and blew out the flames on the burning spirit cards.

He only found sister's spirit card, which was scorched black by the candle, and the name written on it could not be clearly seen.

The spiritual cards of father, mother and other relatives have been burned to black ashes by candlelight.

Gu Youqing's eyes became even more angry.

The wooden frame was restored to its original state by him, and the few spiritual cards were placed back, but it was obviously so lonely.

Perhaps, without this spirit card, no one will remember them again.

Outside the big hole on the ground of the ancestral hall, Li Qingmu looked at Gu Youqing who was suppressing his anger, and asked worriedly:

"You Qing, what are you going to do?"

"Go down and block them."

He originally wanted to wait here and give them a head-on blow when they came up, but after thinking about it, they might escape from other places.

No matter what their purpose is, since they have destroyed the ancestral hall, they should pay the price.

With the saint by his side, he doesn't need to worry about safety at all.

The two entered the cave slowly.

The heavy breath of earth filled his nostrils, and he rubbed out a small ball of flame to light it.

The burrow has been dug very deep. Among the four of them, one should be a monk who is good at earth spells.

This is very bad for him.

But all the advantages of the opponent are like a dream in the face of Li Qingmu's dimensionality reduction attack.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, the two heard voices.

Gu Youqing hurriedly extinguished the flame and listened quietly.

……

At this time, several sword cultivators who had changed into night-walking black clothes gathered in front of an empty space underground.

The horse-faced boy holding a compass turned around twice:
"Elder brother, the position indicated by the compass is here."

"But there's nothing here..."

"That's right, senior brother, I haven't even sensed a trace of aura."

Eldest brother squatted down, touched a handful of soil and twisted it.

"The magic weapon given by the master can't go wrong. Even if it's not where the sword is, there must be something related to the sword."

"Keep digging."

The black-clothed boy who knows how to use the local method pinched the formula and began to dig down.

Soon, the four of them discovered something.

It was an ancient wooden coffin exuding a rotten smell.

The length and width of the wooden coffin are not the normal specifications used in this world, and it looks obviously a few sizes smaller.

If it is used to bury people, probably only a thin body like Liuli can barely lie down.

There is a high probability that it is not used to bury people, and it should be some kind of funerary object inside.

The elder brother frowned slightly.

This wooden coffin is already very old, and it can be crushed with a little force.

How good can things in such inferior wooden coffins be?
Obviously it couldn't be the sword.

But since it is not, why does the compass given by Master respond?

"Brother, do you want to open it?"

"Open it," he ordered.

The horse-faced boy brushed off the dirt on the wooden coffin, lifted it lightly, and opened the wooden box.

The smell of rotten wood hung over the clearing.

Nothing can be seen inside except some rotten silk.

"Brother, there is nothing inside..."

"Turn it over!" He ordered: "The compass cannot go wrong, pour out everything in the wooden coffin!"

The horse-faced boy followed suit, turned the wooden coffin upside down together with his senior brother, and poured out everything inside.

While covering their mouths and noses, they rummaged carefully, and finally found the only object exuding aura.

It is a small and simple bronze bell.

"Eldest brother! Magic weapon!?" The horse-faced boy was very surprised.

This thing looks miraculous and extraordinary, even if they can't use it, if they hand it over to the sect, they will definitely get a lot of rewards.

Perhaps it is not impossible to directly break through the agile period.

The elder brother took the bell, looked through it carefully, and even injected his own aura.

But there was no movement, as if it wasn't the one emitting the aura.

But the compass does point to the bell.

The elder brother who always thought that he was in control of everything was also in trouble at this moment.

This thing has gone beyond his understanding, so there are only two possibilities.

One, this thing is a completely mortal thing, not some rare magic weapon, but an error in the compass.

Second, this thing is a high-grade magic weapon far beyond his understanding, and it is not something he can use at this level.

He is obviously more inclined to the second case.

The horse-faced boy who manipulated the compass thought the same.

His face is joyful:
"Eldest brother, let's hand it over to Zongmen! Maybe we can get a big reward!"

Although he did not find the sword, but found other magic weapons, which also made a great contribution to the sect.

A group of brothers and sisters beside him echoed.

They are all ordinary disciples with average talents. If there were no adventures in this life, they would probably stop here. Now, such a good opportunity is in front of them, and they will naturally not give up.

The elder brother stared at the bell, his eyes flickering, and he weighed the pros and cons in his heart.

"Give me the compass."

He begged for a compass from the horse-faced boy, and took control of it himself.

Sure enough, the compass still pointed to the bell.

The horse-faced boy said with a flattering smile:

"Senior brother will take the first place in this trip, and he will get [-]% at that time, and I will split it with the rest of the senior brothers..."

Before he could finish speaking, a frosty long sword quickly pierced through the horse-faced boy's neck.

The horse-faced boy stared at his eyes, covered his throat, and pointed at the elder brother with a face full of disbelief:

"Chen Feng, you..."

The long sword brought out a stream of blood.

Seeing this, the remaining two junior brothers fell into a brief panic, and immediately realized that the senior brother wanted to kill people to silence them!
His lips were dead and his teeth were cold, and the death of the horse-faced boy was still clearly visible.

They naturally understood that the elder brother was going to attack them.

The elder brother put away the bell with a smile, and looked at the two remaining people:

"You two, don't panic, as long as you keep your mouth shut, I can give each of you a hundred Foundation Establishment Pills afterwards, which is enough for you to break through and become agile."

The horse-faced boy was still glaring.

The young man who knows the native method gritted his teeth and roared:
"Chen Feng, until now, do you think we will believe your nonsense?"

"You won't let us go!"

The elder brother smiled and said:
"Smart people usually die fast, you guessed it."

"Otherwise, do you think, how did I, Chen Feng, sit in the position of Senior Brother?"

The two junior brothers were shocked, knowing that there was no room for maneuver, they gritted their teeth and attacked the senior senior brother.

……

In the dark, Gu Youqing and Li Qingmu were watching this good show.

This is the real practice world.

"Qingmu, can you tell what quality magic weapon that bell is?"

Li Qingmu shook his head:
"I can't see it...but I can vaguely feel the Dao rhyme in it."

Gu Youqing waited patiently.

Since the other party is unkind, don't blame him for being unrighteous.

……

Within a moment, the two junior brothers in black were beheaded by the elder brother's sword.

He even searched for the few cultivation resources on them.

On his face, there was no trace of the kind and friendly fellowship that he once had.

Only indifference.

"Don't blame big brother, that's how it is in the practice world, don't practice in the next life."

He didn't even bother to bury their bones.

As long as he goes out along the hole and destroys the entire ancestral hall at the entrance, no one will find out what he has done.

The only thing he needs to do now is to find a suitable excuse for the death of the three juniors.

Eldest brother walked out of the open space.

Under Li Qingmu's cover, he didn't notice Gu Youqing's approach at all.

The fist wrapped in the wind blade was firmly hammered on his temple.

"Uh……"

Chen Feng was knocked to the ground by this punch, he rolled twice and jumped away.

The skin on the forehead had been broken, and blood flowed out.

"Who!" He gritted his teeth, angrily like a lion whose territory has been invaded.

Gu Youqing walked out of the darkness with a cold expression.

"It's you!"

Chen Feng recognized it, and he had asked him the way.

"Why did Fellow Daoist suddenly attack me?"

He was sure that he had no mortal enmity with the other party.

Killing those juniors cost him a lot of spiritual energy, and his state was no longer at its peak.

And judging from the fact that the opponent can evade his own perception and attack him successfully, perhaps his strength is no less than his own.

He doesn't have enough chances to win, it's better to make peace.

"I, Chen Feng of the White Niaomen, have nothing against fellow Taoists, right?"

He blew himself up on the sect, trying to make the other party retreat.

However, Gu Youqing ignored it.

Instead, he approached Chen Feng step by step.

With Li Qingmu around, he didn't need to worry about anything.

Because now, if she saw that she had suffered any injuries, she might feel guilty to the point of death.

This person is really stupid, he dared to blow up his sect, really thought he could scare him?

"Who is fellow daoist, do you really want to fight each other?" Chen Feng drew his sword, but secretly looking for an opportunity.

Gu Youqing pointed up and said:

"I'm a descendant of the 210 seven spirit cards in the ancestral hall of Gu's Village."

"You destroyed my ancestral hall and robbed my ancestral tomb, and now you still ask me why I met you in arms?"

"White Bird Sect, right? If your sect finds out that you killed your fellow sects in order to seize the treasure, what will happen to you?"

Chen Feng only listened halfway, and he knew that the conflicts between the two parties could not be reconciled, and the other party also saw him killing his fellow disciple.

He jumped up and shot at Gu Youqing.

Li Qingmu became nervous.

She didn't want to disturb Gu Youqing's revenge, and she didn't want to see him get hurt.

However, Chen Feng's body meridians suddenly convulsed and twitched.

As early as when Gu Youqing succeeded in the sneak attack, Heifengling's unique skill Drilling Bone Art had already entered Chen Feng's body.

"Ah!" Chen Feng fell to the ground in pain, twisting his body like an earthworm.

Gu Youqing's spiritual energy was like an electric drill, continuously drilling into his bone marrow.

Although he couldn't cause too serious damage to him in the middle stage of foundation establishment, it was too painful.

"Kill you!" Chen Feng's eyes were crazy, and he rushed towards Gu Youqing enduring the pain.

The latter has been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Under the ebb and flow, there is actually not much difference in strength between the two.

Since returning to Gu's Village, Gu Youqing has been in a low mood and wanted to vent.

It's really sleepy. Someone sent a pillow, and some bad luck came.

(End of this chapter)