Stop him?
How could she stop him?
At least, Han Dong didn't know how to stop Gu Qingfeng.
Even though she was also a Creation Realm cultivator and had an extraordinary cultivation base, even Qing Xi and Wu Hen could not do anything to Gu Qingfeng. She knew that even if she made a move, the result would be the same.
She couldn't beat him, but could she persuade him?
It wasn't that Han Dong didn't want to, but she knew that she wasn't familiar with Gu Qingfeng, so how could she persuade him?
She could only pin her hopes on Qian Shan and Ouyang Ye.
Qian Shan's cultivation strength was very high, but after witnessing Gu Qingfeng's strong body, she wasn't sure whether she could shake him. Of course, this wasn't important. What was important was that she couldn't tell whether the Childe Chiyan in the pavilion was real or fake.
She was so.
Ouyang Ye was even more so.
Since seeing Gu Qingfeng play the mystery of Mount Daqing and the artistic conception of youth, Ouyang Ye was in a mess. She hadn't returned to normal until now. Not only that, but she became more and more confused. Because the more she looked, the more she felt that the Childe Chiyan in the pavilion was too similar to Gu Qingfeng, who was turned into ashes three years ago. They were exactly the same.
His every movement exuded a kind of calmness that was like the wind and clouds.
The kind of ease in his speech.
The kind of calmness when he was besieged.
The kind of faint arrogance when he attacked, the kind of unrestrained domineering. Without exception, they were very similar to Gu Qingfeng, who died three years ago.
The real Childe Chiyan was like this.
Golden Core cultivation base, an indestructible physical body, unparalleled music, and mysterious and powerful means.
Now this Old Ninth was the same. Was he really the Childe Chiyan from three years ago?
She didn't know.
Ouyang Ye really didn't know, and she didn't dare to think deeper. She hoped it was true, but she was afraid it wasn't.
Finally, she gathered her courage and asked in a low voice, "Who, who are you?"
Gu Qingfeng, who was playing a tune, looked up at her and smiled faintly. "I am whoever you think I am."
"You and me?"
Ouyang Ye was really dumbfounded this time.
Previously, she was 100% certain that Gu Qingfeng was the Childe Chiyan. But now, deep in her heart, she was 50% certain, perhaps even more.
She dared to yell at Old Ninth and even dared to attack him. Even though she knew that Old Ninth had a strong physical body, she was not afraid.
However.
However, she didn't dare to yell at a real Childe Chiyan, much less make a move against a real Childe Chiyan. Even if the real Childe Chiyan was extremely weak, even if she was only 50% sure that Gu Qingfeng was a real Childe Chiyan, she still didn't dare to do so.
He wasn't afraid.
He didn't dare, and he wouldn't.
Beside him, Han Dong tried to persuade him, "Young Master Scarlet Flame, I hope you won't hurt Dao Master Deadwood."
"As I said, I'm helping the old man rebuild his Primordial Spirit."
Facing Gu Qingfeng's response, Cold Winter didn't know how to respond. She looked at Qingxi, indicating that she couldn't do anything.
Seeing this, Qingxi looked at Qian Shan, and Qian Shan took a deep look at Gu Qingfeng, as if hesitating about something.
"Senior Qian Shan, I hope you can save my Great Martial Uncle for the sake of our last encounter. Qingxi, on behalf of the Five Colors Mountain, asks you."
Qingxi knew that Qian Shan's cultivation was profound and powerful, and he was Fairy Su Yan's subordinate. If he was willing to help, he could definitely stop the Childe Chiyan.
Qian Shan stepped forward to help her up and said, "Miss Qingxi, it's not that I don't want to help you, but …" He paused and said, "Although I don't know what he's doing, I'm sure that with his strength, if he wants to hurt your Great Martial Uncle, he can do it in a snap of his fingers. He doesn't need to go through so much trouble. In my opinion, you shouldn't be anxious.
The reason why Qian Shan didn't do anything was that he wasn't sure that he could stop Gu Qingfeng.
Secondly, as he said, if Gu Qingfeng wanted to kill Deadwood, the old man would have been dead long ago. How could he play the music like boiling a frog in warm water and let the old man's Primordial Spirit slowly collapse? Obviously, he did this to take care of the old man's body. Otherwise, with one slap, the old man's Primordial Spirit would collapse on the spot.
As for whether Gu Qingfeng was rebuilding the old man's Primordial Spirit or not, Qian Shan didn't know.
Qian Shan didn't know, and he wasn't sure.
She also knew that with Gu Qingfeng's strength, if he wanted to kill her Great Martial Uncle, he wouldn't be able to live at all.
But knowing was one thing, whether she could accept it or not was another.
She didn't know who Gu Qingfeng was, nor did she know what Gu Qingfeng wanted to do.
If he said that he was rebuilding the Primordial Spirit, she wouldn't believe it no matter what.
Most importantly, at this moment, as she watched the old man's Primordial Spirit collapse bit by bit and his face contorted in pain, Qingxi's heart was also in incomparable pain. She didn't dare to gamble, and she didn't dare to use her Great Martial Uncle's life to trust a Childe Chiyan who she didn't know was real or fake.
What to do?
Qingxi really didn't know what to do.
At this moment, Liu Qingyan shouted, "Seniors of Samsara, please help us. We, the people of Five Colored Mountain, will be eternally grateful!"
Seniors of Samsara?
Hearing Liu Qingyan's shout, at this time, many people realized that there seemed to be a few reincarnated powerhouses who came to participate in the Five Colored Flower Festival.
Every person who reincarnated had a kind of impure aura on them.
Therefore, it wasn't hard to recognize a reincarnated person.
Everyone knew that there were at least five or six reincarnated people present. However, these reincarnated people usually kept a very low profile, so not many people recognized them. However, there were two reincarnated people that many people recognized. One of them looked extraordinarily handsome, like a gentle noble young master. No one knew his name, only that he was called Young Master Toad.
In addition, there was also a somewhat gloomy looking old man who was also a reincarnated powerhouse. No one knew his name, only that his surname was Jin. Those who knew him all called him Elder Jin.
Compared to the other reincarnated powerhouses, these two were relatively high profile and would occasionally show their faces. Moreover, both Young Master Toad and Elder Jin were guests of Immortal Mansion and often attended Immortal Mansion's banquets. Therefore, many people were familiar with them.
"Young Master Toad, Elder Jin!"
With a whoosh, Wei Chaoqun rushed over and respectfully greeted the two.
Perhaps it was because all of his attention was on Gu Qingfeng, or perhaps it was because he was shocked by Gu Qingfeng's three understated words, but now that he came back to his senses, Wei Chaoqun remembered that Young Master Toad and Elder Jin, the two guests of Immortal Mansion, were still here.
"Young Master Toad, Elder Jin, I hope you can lend a hand and stop that Childe Chiyan. Save my Martial Uncle."
After Liu Qingyan finished speaking, Qingxi and the other people of Five Colored Mountain all came over to plead.
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