Fortunately, the Poor Fear Saint didn't know about Gu Xuan's guesses.
Otherwise, he would have killed Gu Xuan with a slap.
He could deduce so many things just from the name of the Water Bodhisattva. This guy was simply a monster!
Of course, to be able to think of this.
It was almost the limit.
It was impossible to know what really happened in the Liu Li Sect unless the Poor Fear Saint was willing to tell him.
Now, this group of disciples didn't even have an initial level of the Saint Realm. It was impossible to expect them to know anything.
Gu Xuan didn't continue to think.
Since the Poor Fear Saint was willing to go to the Middle Yuan Region with him, it was enough. He had achieved his goal. If the Water Bodhisattva really appeared, he wouldn't mind helping the Poor Fear Saint.
Although the Poor Fear Saint was a little greedy and unreliable, in fact, it was worth making friends with him.
Gu Xuan seemed to see a trace of himself in the Poor Fear Saint.
Gu Xuan seemed to think for a long time, and then reluctantly smiled at the Poor Fear Saint.
"Well, since the Poor Fear Saint is so sincere, then come with me to the Middle Yuan Region."
The Poor Fear Saint's right hand trembled imperceptibly, and he almost couldn't help but slap him. This kid is too shameless.
However, looking at Gu Xuan's face, the Poor Fear Saint suddenly felt that this kid had a trace of himself in the past.
"When I'm done with the Water Bodhisattva, I'll give that thing to this kid.
However, it's hard to say. After all, this kid is an Pill Emperor. At that time, maybe I can ask him for help. "
The Poor Fear Saint smiled faintly, and waved to the little disciple hiding outside the pavilion.
"Great-disciple, go, bring the real good wine and dishes to the table!"
The young disciple nodded and immediately ran away.
Very quickly, a table full of fragrant delicacies was laid out.
"Eh? This is flood dragon blood? "
The Blood Ancestor's eyes widened. This was specially prepared for him.
Flood dragon blood was a great tonic, and the taste was incomparably delicious.
"Come, eat this table of delicacies. After I settle the sect's affairs, we'll set off."
The Poor Fear Saint laughed.
"Please!"
Gu Xuan raised his cup.
On the second day, as soon as the sun rose, a flying boat slowly flew up from Liu Li Sect.
A man with a sorrowful face led the Liu Li Sect's people to send off the Qiongqiu Saint.
Looking at the man in the lead, the Poor Afraid Saint couldn't help but feel sad.
"Don't worry, nag, nothing will happen. I'll be back as soon as possible.
Remember, take good care of Liu Li Sect. If you encounter a strong enemy, deal with it according to the method I taught you. "
The man nodded and said solemnly,
"Sect Master, I still hope you can call me by my full name, Lao De Dao!"
"No problem, nag!"
"Thank you, Sect Leader! One more thing, I'm not worried about the safety of the sect master, and I'm not looking forward to your early return. I just hope that after the sect master goes out, you must remember that you represent the face of Liu Li Sect!
Lord Sect Master, don't lose face for our Liu Li Sect! "
The Fearful Saint's face darkened.
With a whoosh, the flying boat turned into a streak of light and left.
On the flying boat, the Fearful Afraid Saint looked at the Blood Ancestor and then at Gu Xuan, who couldn't hold back his laughter, and snorted coldly.
"Forget about what happened just now!"
"Hahaha, of course, of course."
Gu Xuan finally laughed out loud.
As a blood bat that had lived for countless years, the Blood Ancestor had already become a spirit. At this time, his endurance was stronger than Gu Xuan's and he didn't laugh out loud.
There was no such thing as courting death!
Gu Xuan was full of praise for this, which could be considered a good point.
The flying boat continued to move forward at a moderate speed.
There were still fourteen days left, so there was plenty of time.
After a few hours, the Blood Ancestor began to cultivate out of boredom.
The blood slave was released, and one-third of its essence blood was sucked dry by the Blood Ancestor. After feeding it an elixir, the Blood Ancestor let it lie on the flying boat.
Every time the Fearful Afraid Saint lowered his head, he would see the blood slave.
Every time he saw it, the corners of his mouth would tremble.
He never thought that these two guys would dare to capture the elders of the Hundred Elders Guild of the Middle Yuan Region and turn them into blood slaves for the Blood Ancestor to use for cultivation.
Were these two people really out of their minds?
Although he had already made preparations to deal with the big and small troubles that Gu Xuan would cause, he had just left the Liu Li Sect, and he had already been given such a big surprise?
If the people of the Middle Yuan Region knew about this, they would definitely send people to demand an explanation, even if it was for the sake of their reputation.
You can kill the people of the Middle Yuan Region, but can you not humiliate them in such a high-profile manner?
The Fearful Afraid Saint hesitated several times before finally attracting the Blood Ancestor's attention.
The Blood Ancestor naturally wouldn't kill the blood slave, let alone let him go. He just kept him in his Spatial Spirit Treasure and called it a day.
The Fearful Afraid Saint shook his head. Forget it, what the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. I'll just pretend that I didn't know.
Tall mountains flew past under their feet.
The flying boat constantly shuttled through the flowing clouds.
Gu Xuan didn't activate any restrictions, so the violent wind directly blew on his body, causing his white robes to flutter loudly.
Along the way, they encountered several groups of cultivators.
However, after these cultivators glanced at the Fearful Afraid Saint, they all stayed far away from him.
They had no choice. The Fearful Afraid Saint released his terrifying aura, as if anyone who dared to approach him would immediately be killed with a punch. Who dared to approach him?
Gu Xuan looked at the Fearful Afraid Saint, the corners of his mouth trembling.
This old fox was clearly preventing him from causing trouble.
If he scared everyone away, this trip would be very boring.
"Fellow Daoist Afraid Saint, why do you have to do this?
Do I look like someone who would cause trouble? Put away your aura. I won't easily cause trouble. I'm also a decent person. "
Gu Xuan advised.
The Fearful Afraid Saint rolled his eyes at Gu Xuan.
If this little fox's words could be believed, the mother pearl could climb up a tree.
"I think this is pretty good. It's rare for us to come out, so we should show off our domineering aura so that this trip won't be in vain.
Look at those cultivators, they are all afraid to avoid us. Isn't it very satisfying? "
The Fearful Afraid Saint refused.
"Childish!"
Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at the old fox.
The flying boat flew for four days and four nights, and it was a safe journey.
Another morning, Gu Xuan and the Fearful Afraid Saint were preparing for their daily bickering.
At this moment, on the flying boat, the Blood Ancestor's body suddenly trembled.
Rays of red light shot up from the Blood Ancestor's body into the sky.
A wave of vast power rippled from the Blood Ancestor's body.
Gu Xuan and the Fearful Afraid Saint's faces changed slightly.
"Boss, this is bad. I accidentally cultivated too much. I'm afraid I'm going to advance to the Saint Realm.
What should I do? I'm not ready yet! If I advance like this, I won't be able to reach my strongest state at all!
Boss, help me suppress it. "
The Blood Ancestor suddenly roared.
Gu Xuan frowned and looked up at the sky.
Above his head, the tribulation clouds had already surged from all directions and started to condense.
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