Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

"Don't make things complicated. Let's go around it."

"Now that you're here, let's take a look!"

Ling Xiao didn't say anything and grabbed Gu Sheng's arm and dragged him towards the crowd.

"Maybe it's something good!"

Gu Sheng had no choice but to be pulled by him and squeezed into the crowd.

The disciples around were talking about it, with excitement on their faces.

"I heard that the Saint is going to pass by here!"

"Really? Senior Sister Su hasn't appeared in Xuanming Divine Mountain for half a year!"

"It is said that she is looking for some kind of elixir this time."

When Gu Sheng heard the word "saint", his heart skipped a beat.

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but his way was blocked by the crowded crowd.

At this moment, the crowd suddenly quieted down. In the distance, a white figure slowly approached.

It was a woman, wearing a white dress as white as snow, with black hair like a waterfall, tied up with only a simple jade hairpin.

Her features were picturesque, yet they carried an air of coldness that could not be desecrated, as if she were the goddess of the nine heavens who had come down to earth, detached from the mundane world.

"Senior Sister Su!"

"Lord Saint!"

The surrounding disciples all bowed, their eyes full of admiration.

Gu Sheng was struck by lightning and froze in place.

He recognized this face—Su Muxue, the Holy Maiden of Qinghe Holy Land, the woman he had met once in the Northern Territory Wasteland three years ago.

"It's over."

Gu Sheng thought to himself that something was wrong and subconsciously lowered his head, hoping not to be recognized.

Ling Xiao was also stunned and murmured.

"Is this the Saint of Qinghe Holy Land? She is indeed worthy of her reputation."

Su Muxue walked slowly, and wherever he passed, the disciples automatically made way for him.

She looked straight ahead, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Just when Gu Sheng was secretly rejoicing, Su Muxue suddenly stopped in front of him.

Time seemed to stand still.

Gu Sheng could feel a cold gaze falling on him, sending a chill down his spine.

"Have we met this Junior Brother?"

Su Muxue opened her mouth, her voice like the sound of a clear spring hitting rocks, pleasant to the ear but with a sense of distance.

Gu Sheng's heart was shocked. He raised his head and forced a smile.

"The Saint has recognized the wrong person, right? I am just an ordinary disciple, how could I have the honor of meeting the Saint?"

All eyes were focused on Gu Sheng. There was surprise, jealousy, and more confusion.

Why would the high and mighty saint take the initiative to talk to an unknown disciple?
Su Muxue frowned slightly, and looked directly at Gu Sheng with her eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"What's your name?"

Gu Sheng's heart was beating like a drum, and his mind was rapidly thinking of countermeasures.

He couldn't tell his real name, but he was afraid of being exposed if he made one up.

"I am Qingfeng."

"Qing Feng."

Su Muxue repeated softly, as if searching for the name in her memory.

Gu Sheng could feel sweat oozing out of his palms, but he didn't dare to show any abnormality.

"What advice do you have for me, Saint?"

He spoke again, trying to break the suffocating silence.

Su Muxue did not answer, but just looked at him deeply, that look seemed to be able to penetrate his disguise and reach the depths of his soul.

The disciples around began to whisper.

"Who is this guy? Why have I never seen him before?"

"How dare you speak to the Saint like that!"

"Why is the Saint paying so much attention to him?"

Gu Sheng felt like he was being stabbed in the back by countless hostile gazes.

He knew that he had inadvertently become the target of public criticism.

"Hey! Boy!"

A tall disciple suddenly stepped forward with a unfriendly look on his face.

"The Saint asked you a question, what's your attitude?"

"that is!"

Another disciple echoed.

"A mere outer sect disciple is worthy of the Saint Lady's attention?"

Gu Sheng thought to himself that something was wrong, but he remained calm.

"I have no intention of offending you. I am just curious as to why the Saint stopped."

"How dare you talk back?"

The tall disciple's eyes widened with anger.

"Do you know who is standing in front of you? Su Muxue, the Saintess of Qinghe Holy Land! It is so difficult for so many core disciples to talk to the Saintess. Who do you think you are?"

Seeing this, Ling Xiao quickly stood in front of Gu Sheng.

"Please calm down, my friend is new here and doesn't know the rules. Please forgive me."

"Go away!"

The tall disciple pushed Ling Xiao away.

"You have no place to speak here!"

There was anger in Gu Sheng's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He supported the staggering Ling Xiao and whispered.

"let's go."

"Want to go?"

Several disciples have gathered around.

"You've offended the Saint and you want to just walk away?"

Su Muxue still stood there, watching the scene quietly, neither saying anything to stop it nor showing any intention of leaving.

Gu Sheng knew that today might not end well.

He quietly circulated the spiritual power in his body, ready to deal with possible conflicts at any time.

Su Muxue withdrew her gaze and looked at Gu Sheng again.

"Qing Feng, I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer next time we meet."

After saying this, she floated away, her white clothes fluttering in the wind, and soon disappeared in the mist.

The clouds and mist on the hillside of Xuanming Divine Mountain were suddenly blown away by a breeze, revealing a white figure that was moving further and further away in the distance.

In the direction where Su Muxue left, dozens of core disciples were still standing there, staring at the direction where she disappeared with obsessed eyes.

"The Saint Lady actually took the initiative to talk to someone."

A disciple muttered to himself, with disbelief written all over his face.

"Who is that kid called Qingfeng?"

The other gnashed his teeth.

"I have been training in the Holy Land for five years, and I have never even seen the face of the Saint!"

There were discussions one after another, and everyone's attention was focused on Gu Sheng who had already left.

No one noticed that at the edge of the crowd, a disciple with a sinister face quietly crushed the jade slip of communication in his hand.

"Come on!"

Gu Sheng pulled Ling Xiao into a remote mountain path with hurried steps.

The spiritual herbs on both sides of the mountain path were swaying in the wind they brought, emitting a faint fragrance.

"Why are you running?"

Ling Xiao followed breathlessly.

"Those disciples didn't chase us."

Gu Sheng kept walking and said without turning his head.

"It will be too late by the time they come to their senses. Su Muxue's influence in Qinghe Holy Land is far beyond your imagination. Her stopping today is enough to make me the public enemy of the entire Holy Land."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

Ling Xiao’s eyes widened.

"Isn't it just a few words?"

Gu Sheng suddenly stopped, turned around and looked directly at Ling Xiao.

"Three years ago in the Northern Territory Wasteland, I saw with my own eyes a core disciple whose legs were broken and thrown into a monster's lair by her pursuer just because he looked at Su Muxue for a second longer." Ling Xiao took a breath.

"This"

"Now is not the time to explain."

Gu Sheng looked around and pointed to a cave covered by vines not far away.

"There, quick!"

The two quickened their pace and soon arrived in front of the cave.

The entrance to the cave is covered by dense vines and is difficult to find without careful inspection.

Gu Sheng carefully explored the surroundings and made sure that no one was following him before he pushed aside the vines and entered the cave.

The space inside the cave is not large, but it is enough for two people to sit cross-legged and practice.

There were several cracks in the cave ceiling, and faint sunlight shone through. There was a thin layer of dust on the ground, and it was obvious that no one had used it for a long time.

"This is it."

Gu Sheng took out several formation flags from the storage bag and began to set up an isolation formation at the entrance of the cave.

His technique was very skillful, and he inserted the flags into the ground at specific positions, quickly forming a complex formation.

Ling Xiao was stunned watching from the side.

"Is this a Mystical Isolation Formation? When did you learn it?"

Gu Sheng did not answer, but just concentrated on completing the last few array patterns.

When the last flag fell, the entire formation started up with a hum, and an invisible barrier completely blocked the cave entrance.

"Now we can practice in peace."

Gu Sheng then breathed a sigh of relief and took out from his arms a magical herb that was completely white and had leaves as big as a baby's palm.

Gu Sheng took out the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword and hung it three feet above his head.

The sword body emits a faint silver light, which contrasts with the skylight that penetrates through the cave ceiling.

Ling Xiao knew that Gu Sheng didn't want to say more, so he stopped asking questions and found a corner to sit cross-legged, and began to practice his skills to absorb spiritual energy.

Gu Sheng formed seals with his hands, and the [Nine Dragons Qiankun Jue] in his body began to operate.

As the technique was practiced, nine faint dragon-shaped shadows gradually appeared around him and slowly swam around him.

The Holy Infant Grass was held in Gu Sheng's left hand, and violent energy surged into his meridians.

At the same time, the silver light shed by the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword acted as a catalyst, attracting the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth and forming a small spiritual energy vortex.

"The way of Yin is mysterious and profound."

Gu Sheng silently recited the mantra in his mind, and the Yin attribute spiritual energy in his body began to circulate along a specific route.

His breath gradually became colder, and the temperature in the cave seemed to drop a few degrees.

Ling Xiao was awakened by the sudden chill. When he opened his eyes and saw Gu Sheng's condition, he couldn't help but gasp.

Gu Sheng's body was covered with a thin layer of frost, but the nine dragon shadows became clearer and clearer, and each dragon scale was emitting a faint blue light.

"What kind of skills does this guy practice?"

Ling Xiao was shocked and felt a sense of urgency at the same time.

He gritted his teeth, took out a long-treasured pill from his arms, swallowed it, and began to attack his bottleneck with all his strength.

Outside the cave, the unusual movement of spiritual energy has attracted the attention of several monks in the distance.

"There is an unusual gathering of spiritual energy halfway up Xuanming Divine Mountain. Let's go and take a look."

A monk in a green robe said.

Wang Yuchen beside him narrowed his eyes.

"That direction is probably the person we are looking for."

"Gu Sheng?"

The third monk Liang Yu asked.

Wang Yuchen nodded and turned to the leading man.

"Brother Long, I'm counting on you this time."

Long Teng was a leader among the core disciples of Qinghe Holy Land. His cultivation level of Half-Step Taichu Realm made him rarely rivaled among his peers.

His face was stern, and he just said "hmm" lightly when he heard it.

"Let's go, let's make a quick decision."

Long Teng took a step forward. His steps seemed slow, but each step covered several feet. He soon left the two behind.

Wang Yuchen and Liang Yu hurriedly followed, and the three of them rushed towards the direction where the spiritual energy was moving.

Inside the cave, Gu Sheng's training had reached a critical moment.

The energy of the Holy Infant Grass was completely absorbed by him, and his attainments in the first level of the Nine Dragons Qiankun Sutra became more solid.

He could feel that he was just one step away from a breakthrough.

"Hold on a little longer."

Gu Sheng muttered to himself and increased the speed of absorbing spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy outside the cave was drawn in and poured into the cave like rivers flowing into the sea, and even formed a small spiritual energy storm around the cave.

Ling Xiao was awakened again by the noise. Seeing Gu Sheng's condition, he felt both envious and anxious.

The gap between the two is widening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

“Don’t leave too much behind.”

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and began to absorb spiritual energy frantically.

Cold sweat oozed from his forehead and his meridians ached slightly due to the excessive spiritual energy, but he did not dare to relax.

Just as the two were practicing with all their strength, Gu Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and nine dragon shadows roared silently at the same time, and then sank into his body.

"somebody is coming."

Gu Sheng said in a deep voice, with a chill in his voice.

"found it!"

There was excitement in Liang Yu's eyes, and the spiritual energy condensed at his fingertips trembled slightly, pointing to the entrance of the cave covered by vines not far away.

Originally, his cultivation was shallow, and he was simply unable to catch the two almost dissipated auras in the flowing mountain wind. But now, with the help of Long Teng, the two auras were clearly discernible.

Wang Yuchen narrowed his eyes and stared at the seemingly ordinary cave.

He recalled the drama that Gu Sheng and Ling Xiao had performed in front of him a few days ago - the two pretended not to know each other and even deliberately kept their distance.

Now, that poor performance seems laughable.

"They are indeed birds of a feather."

Wang Yuchen sneered, with a sinister look in his eyes.

Long Teng stood in the front.

He had already thought of a countermeasure, and at this moment he raised his hand without hesitation, with a ball of dark red spiritual energy condensed in his palm, and slapped it hard at the transparent barrier at the entrance of the cave that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

"boom!"

The dull sound of impact echoed in the valley. Long Teng was forced back several steps by the recoil, and two deep pits were created on the ground by his footsteps.

At almost the same moment, a muffled groan came from deep in the cave.

Gu Sheng sat cross-legged on the stone platform in the cave, with a vortex of light green spiritual energy surrounding him.

Although Long Teng's palm did not hurt him directly, the vibration from the damaged formation hit his chest.

His body trembled, blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and he forced himself to swallow the blood that was rushing to his throat.

"Damn."

Gu Sheng cursed in his heart. He was at a critical moment of breakthrough at this moment. The spiritual energy in his body was rushing through his meridians. If he was not careful, he would go astray.

Ling Xiao was originally guarding the other side of the cave to regulate his breathing, and he immediately opened his eyes when he heard the noise.

Seeing Gu Sheng’s pale face, he rushed to the cave entrance without saying a word.

"Who's out there?"

Ling Xiao was confused, but he did not stop moving.

He had to drive away those uninvited guests to buy time for Gu Sheng.

Outside the cave, Wang Yuchen frowned and looked at Long Teng.

"Brother Long, what are you doing?"

Long Teng shook his arms that were numbed by the shock, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I just took a fancy to this cave, how do I know who is practicing inside?"

He turned to look at Wang Yuchen with a cunning gleam in his eyes.

"According to the rules of Xuanming Divine Mountain, those with strong strength can occupy occupied training sites, right?"

Wang Yuchen was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized.

This move can be used for both offense and defense. It will not directly violate the rules of Qinghe Holy Land that prohibit disciples from fighting privately, and it can legitimately interfere with Gu Sheng's practice.

He couldn't help but admire Long Teng's calculations.

"Senior Brother Long is very smart."

Wang Yuchen smiled sinisterly and bowed.

Long Teng said no more, clenched his right fist, and the muscles in his arm bulged like steel bars.

This time, he did not hold back, the spiritual energy condensed in his fist almost became real, and with a whistling sound, he blasted towards the formation barrier that was already fluctuating. (End of this chapter)