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

"So what? There are countless hopes shattered every day in the world of cultivation, and this couple is no exception."

Just as Ling Xiao was about to rush out, Gu Sheng suddenly stood in front of him.

"No! I don't agree!"

The two confronted each other for a moment, and Ling Xiao finally snorted coldly.

"You are too soft-hearted! Never mind, let's find the next target."

Gu Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, took a deep look at the brother and sister, and quickly left with Ling Xiao.

During the flight, Ling Xiao had a gloomy face the whole time.

Gu Sheng knew he was angry, but he didn't want to explain. It wasn't until the sun set that the two of them stopped to rest on a barren mountain.

"Gu Sheng, what do you want?"

Ling Xiao finally couldn't help but explode.

"Neither this nor that works. Are we going to return empty-handed?"

Gu Sheng sat cross-legged on a piece of bluestone and slowly opened his eyes.

"To the southwest is Yuncheng, the largest city near Zixia Holy Land. I heard there will be an auction going on soon. Let's try our luck there."

"auctions?"

Ling Xiao's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

"Where do we get the spirit stones to bid for?"

Gu Sheng said calmly.

"It's better to go and take a look than to wait here. Besides..."

He paused.

"There are many people at the auction, so maybe there's a chance."

Ling Xiao immediately understood what he meant and a smile reappeared on his face.

"This is the Gu Sheng I know! Let's go now!"

Two days later, the tall walls of Luoyun City came into view. The city gate was crowded with people, and all kinds of cultivators came in and out, making it very lively.

"I heard that there will be treasures from Zixia Holy Land at this auction, and even the old monsters in the Underground Palace Stage were alarmed."

As soon as they entered the city, they heard the discussions of passers-by.

Ling Xiao leaned close to Gu Sheng's ear and whispered.

"It seems we have come to the right place."

Gu Sheng nodded and glanced at the shops on both sides of the street.

"First, find an inn to stay in and find out the details of the auction."

The two walked around the city and finally chose an inn called "Zuixianju". The inn was not big, but it was quiet, and most of the guests were low-level cultivators.

"How many rooms do you two need?"

The shopkeeper was a thin old man with his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Two upper rooms."

Gu Sheng handed over a few spirit stones.

The old man took the spirit stone with a broad smile.

"What a coincidence. There are just two adjacent upper rooms left. The auction will be held in three days. There have been many guests recently. You two came at the perfect time."

Ling Xiao asked casually.

"What's the good stuff at the auction?"

"You've asked the right person!"

The old man lowered his voice.

"I heard that the finale is an ancient treasure that came out of the Fairyland, and all the major sects have sent people here. However."

He rubbed his fingers together.

Gu Sheng understood and handed over another spirit stone.

The old man smiled happily.

"But the most sought-after item is a medicinal herb called the Life-Sustaining Spiritual Herb, which is said to be able to cure all diseases and prolong life. Many people have already inquired about it."

There was a strange look in Ling Xiao's eyes, and Gu Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

Ling Xiao whispered as he went upstairs.

"The life-extending herb. Sounds good. Do you want it?"

Gu Sheng shook his head.

"Our goal is to obtain the credentials to enter the Fairyland, so don't create any unnecessary trouble."

Ling Xiao curled his lips and said no more.

After entering the room, Gu Sheng sat cross-legged and began to practice breathing exercises.

Ling Xiao next door was fidgeting and pacing around the room from time to time.

In the dead of night, there was a faint sound of voices coming from next door.

Gu Sheng didn't want to pay attention to it, but the crying tone in the voice caught his attention.

"Brother, don't waste your spiritual stones on me. My illness cannot be cured."

A weak female voice said.

"nonsense!"

The man's voice was firm.

"The life-extending herb will definitely cure you. I've already inquired about it, and it's available at the auction. Even if I lose everything I own, I'll buy it!"

"But, that's all your savings, and you have to keep it for entering the Fairyland."

"Silly girl, your life is more important than anything else. I promised you that I would take good care of you, and I will never break my promise."

Gu Sheng's heart was shocked. This conversation was so similar to that of the tribal brother and sister during the day.

He quietly released his spiritual sense and saw what was happening in the next room through the wall.

A pale girl was lying on the bed, with a young man in his twenties sitting beside her, holding her hand tightly.

The girl suddenly started to cough, blood oozing from the corner of her mouth. The young man hurriedly took out his handkerchief to wipe her blood, his eyes full of heartache.

"Brother, if I die, you must be well."

"do not talk!"

The young man's voice choked.

"The auction still has two days left, you must hold on!"

Gu Sheng withdrew his consciousness, feeling mixed emotions. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"it's me."

Ling Xiao's voice came from outside the door.

Gu Sheng opened the door and let him in. Ling Xiao lowered his voice as soon as he entered.

"Did you hear the conversation next door?"

Gu Sheng nodded, frowning.

Luoyun City was brightly lit, and the lanterns on both sides of the street illuminated the bluestone road as bright as day.

"Brother, look at that!"

Muxi tugged at Mufeng's sleeve and pointed at a roadside stall selling candy figures, her eyes shining as if they were filled with stars.

She had never seen such exquisite sugar figures. The shapes of the spirit beasts outlined with syrup were lifelike, and they glowed with an amber luster under the light.

Mu Feng sighed helplessly and took out a few copper coins from his arms.

"The last one. We'll go back after we buy it."

Muxi cheered, took the candy man, and licked it carefully. The sweetness bloomed on the tip of her tongue, making her squint her eyes happily.

She grew up in a tribe deep in the mountains, where people made a living by hunting and gathering, and the sweetest thing was wild honey.

Everything in this city was incredibly new to her.

"Brother, there's acrobatics over there!"

Before Mufeng could react, Muxi had already jumped into the crowd like a little deer.

Mu Feng hurriedly followed, fearing that his sister would get lost.

He is five years older than Muxi. After his parents died in a beast tide, he has raised his younger sister alone.

This time, he brought her to Luoyun City because he originally wanted to sell the ancestral "Qingming Jade" in exchange for winter supplies for the tribe.

But Muxi's obsession with this city made him feel distressed and worried. "Make way, make way!"

Muxi nimbly got to the front row and looked up at the artist who was performing the fire-breathing performance.

The artist took a sip of wine and waved the torch in his hand. Suddenly, a fire dragon shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the street.

"Wow——" Muxi exclaimed, his hands turned red from clapping.

Mu Feng stood behind her, looking around vigilantly.

He noticed that several elegantly dressed monks in the crowd were looking at the excited Muxi with ill intent, their eyes like a hungry wolf staring at a lamb.

Mu Feng subconsciously touched the dagger at his waist, which was the only relic left to him by his father.

"Xiaoxi, it's almost time, we should go back."

Mu Feng urged in a low voice.

"Wait a little longer!"

Mu Xi didn't even turn his head, completely attracted by the performance in front of him.

"Look, that guy can swallow a sword!"

Just as Mufeng was about to forcibly pull his sister away, Muxi suddenly turned around and wanted to share the excitement with his brother, but accidentally bumped into a passing man in a black robe.

"Ah! I'm sorry!"

Muxi quickly apologized and looked up to meet a pair of cold eyes.

The man was about thirty years old, his face was pale and almost sickly, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

He reached out to hold Muxi, with such force that she frowned slightly.

"Little sister, be careful when you walk."

The man's voice was hoarse like sandpaper. He lowered his head and whispered in Muxi's ear.

"It would be such a pity if such a beautiful girl was hurt."

Mu Feng took a quick step forward and pulled his sister behind him.

"Please forgive my sister for being so reckless."

The man narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Feng, then suddenly grinned, revealing his uneven teeth.

"It's okay, it's okay. Luoyun City has been in turmoil recently, so keep an eye on your sister."

After saying that, he looked at Muxi meaningfully, turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

"Brother, that person is so weird."

Muxi muttered softly, unconsciously rubbing the goose bumps on his arms.

Mu Feng frowned.

"We'll go back immediately."

This time, Muxi did not object.

The brother and sister hurriedly left the bustling street and walked towards the inn.

Mu Feng always felt that someone was following him from behind, but every time he looked back, he only saw a constant stream of people.

At the same time, in Room No. 3 of the most upscale "Yunqi Pavilion" inn in the city, Gu Sheng was sitting cross-legged on a bed made of rosewood.

Seven high-quality spirit stones were suspended in front of him, arranged according to the positions of the Big Dipper, forming a small spirit gathering formation.

The light blue spiritual energy flowed in the formation like mist and slowly seeped into Gu Sheng's body.

"It's still too slow."

Gu Sheng opened his eyes, and there was a golden light in his dark pupils.

He made hand gestures and changed the formation's speed, which suddenly increased. The spiritual energy gathered into a stream visible to the naked eye, but strangely it did not leak out.

If other cultivators saw this scene, they would be shocked.

When ordinary underground palace cultivators practice, the fluctuations of spiritual energy will spread to at least ten feet in radius, but Gu Sheng can perfectly control it within a three-foot range.

This not only requires precise control of spiritual power, but also shows that the technique he practices is extraordinary.

Gu Sheng felt the flow of spiritual energy in his body, and he had already memorized the second level of "Nine Dragons Qiankun Jue" by heart.

This martial art, obtained from ancient relics, has nine levels in total. Each level requires a huge amount of spiritual energy and an understanding of the laws of heaven and earth.

He has been stuck at the peak of the second level for half a year now and has not been able to find an opportunity to break through.

"The concentration of spiritual energy in Luoyun City is still too low."

Gu Sheng sighed lightly and put away the spirit gathering formation.

He didn't dare to use his full strength for fear of alerting any experts hiding in the city.

Especially for the city lord who is said to have reached the late stage of Heavenly Palace, if he were to find out that the technique he was practicing was special, it would probably bring unnecessary trouble.

Gu Sheng's eyes fell on the ancient bronze bell at the bedside.

The surface of the clock is covered with fine cracks and blurred runes, making it look like an ordinary antique that could break at any time.

But Gu Sheng knew that the origin of this [Ancient Samsara Bell] was extraordinary.

When he found this bell in an ancient tomb three years ago, it was still covered with thick copper rust and had no spiritual energy at all.

It wasn't until an accident that Gu Sheng's blood dripped onto the clock, activating the first seal.

After that, the ancient bell began to release a chilling and chilling yin energy, which helped him to cultivate the "Nine Dragons Qiankun Jue" to the second level in just one year.

And now, the cracks in the second seal on the surface of the ancient bell are gradually expanding, and strands of yang energy are seeping out from the cracks, interweaving with the original yin energy, forming a delicate balance.

Gu Sheng carefully picked up the ancient bell, and felt a mixture of ice and fire at his fingertips.

He injected spiritual power into the bell, and the bell began to vibrate slightly, emitting a low humming sound.

The yang energy coming through the cracks suddenly increased, forming a ball of golden mist above the bell mouth.

"really."

There was joy in Gu Sheng's eyes.

"The second seal has begun to loosen."

He closed his eyes and probed into the ancient bell. In the chaotic space, four huge rune chains crossed the void. The first one was completely broken, and the second one also had obvious cracks.

Whenever Yang energy seeps out from the cracks, it is accompanied by some incomplete fragments of the laws.

Gu Sheng’s spiritual sense captured one of the pieces, and suddenly a strange picture emerged in his mind.

In the vast starry sky, nine suns shone in the sky, and endless light and heat filled the world. A mysterious feeling came to his mind, giving him a new understanding of the way of "Yang".

"Is this the fundamental law of Yang Dao?"

Gu Sheng opened his eyes in shock.

He had never imagined that a seemingly ordinary ancient bell could contain such profound Taoism.

You must know that in the world of cultivation, the treasures that can directly touch the laws of heaven and earth are all treasures of the major sects.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang like thunder, and Gu Sheng was suddenly awakened from his state of enlightenment.

[Ancient Samsara Bell] was suspended three inches above his palm. The golden yang energy overflowing from the cracks in the bell moved like a small snake, but suddenly became disordered under the vibration of the sound waves.

"court death!"

A cold light flashed in Gu Sheng's eyes, and he quickly put away the ancient bell.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he immediately sensed the chaotic fluctuations of spiritual energy and the sounds of fighting in the corridor outside the door.

One of the angry voices sounded particularly familiar - it was the young man from the mountains that he met downstairs half an hour ago.

The door was hit with great force, and the entire wall was shaking.

Gu Sheng stood up with a grim face. Just as he was about to open the door to check, there was a sudden "bang" and two bodies slammed against the door, deforming the door frame made of fine iron.

"Go away!"

Gu Sheng let out a low roar and kicked hard.

With a loud "crack", the entire door panel flew out with the two people outside the door, and hit the wall opposite the corridor heavily, with wood chips flying everywhere.

Two sturdy men in brocade robes vomited blood, slid to the ground like broken sacks, and fainted on the spot.

The sounds of fighting in the corridor stopped.

Gu Sheng walked out of the room with his hands behind his back, his eyes sweeping across the room like a knife.

I saw more than a dozen young men in luxurious clothes forming a semicircle at the end of the corridor, and the ones surrounded by them were the brother and sister from the Qinghai tribe.

Muxi curled up in the corner, his once lively eyes were now filled with fear, five red and swollen finger marks were clearly marked on his fair cheek, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth.

Her brother Mu Feng was in a worse condition. His shirt was soaked in blood and his right arm was twisted unnaturally, but he still stood in front of his sister.

"Ex-senior?"

Mu Feng recognized Gu Sheng, and there was hope in his desperate eyes, but then it dimmed. (End of this chapter)