The corner of Gu Xuan's mouth twitched when he saw Yue Yangshan's self-destruction.
'This bastard, if he wants to self-destruct, then so be it. He's so dramatic. Who is he acting for?
The Qiongli Saint was dumbfounded.
He did not know that Yue Yangshan had the Art of Feigning Death. He was just lamenting in his heart.
"My body, hair, and skin belong to my parents!
Who would have thought that a low-level Saint Realm martial artist would have such a good belief?
How unyielding! He only lost an arm and he felt ashamed to face his parents. Why did he self-destruct just because he wanted to?
That's — that's so stupid! "
He was not just stupid, he was a complete idiot!
A dignified expert of initial level sage realm could easily find an alchemist to regenerate a new arm if his arm was severed. Wouldn't that be the end of it?
Why did he self-destruct?
Was there something wrong with his brain?
The Qiongli Saint despised people who committed suicide after encountering a setback.
However, just as he was viciously despising Yue Yangshan, he suddenly realized that the debris on the ground after Yue Yangshan's self-destruction had disappeared.
Then, a person emerged from the ground. His limbs were intact and he was full of vitality. Who else could it be but Yue Yangshan?
"F * ck, how could this happen?
He self-destructed just now. How did he come back to life?
Is he also a True Emperor? "
The Qiongli Saint's eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.
Whoosh!
In a flash, he landed beside Yue Yangshan and pinched Yue Yangshan's arm, neck, and chin.
That's right, an Enlightened Being!
Not a puppet!
Yue Yangshan felt goosebumps all over his body.
He had just come back to life. Why did he encounter such a freak?
Could it be that he had taken a fancy to her?
Yue Yangshan wanted to resist and escape. Unfortunately, he was only a low-level Saint Realm martial artist while the Qiongli Saint was a high-level Saint Realm martial artist.
After struggling for a while, Yue Yangshan gave up.
Gu Xuan coughed twice, indicating that the Qiongli Saint should not go too far.
Only then did the Poor Fearing Saint take two steps back in surprise.
"Lord Gu Xuan, please save Xie Yun!
Oh, and Senior Brother Mo Jingyun!
They used the Art of Feigning Death and are in a state of suspended animation. They can't come back to life on their own. "
Yang Xiaoxie was very anxious.
Gu Xuan smiled faintly.
"I understand now. Senior Brother Mo Jingyun, these words were added at the last minute, right?"
Yang Xiao Xie lowered her head, her face slightly red.
"No, Lord Gu Xuan, that's not what I meant.
Senior Martial Brother Mo Jingyun faked his death to save me. I … "
Yang Xiaoxie wanted to explain, but before she could finish, Gu Xuan teased her again.
"Why are you still calling me Lord Gu Xuan? Isn't it unfair for you to call me Master?"
"No, Master Gu Xuan, I …"
Master, I'm a little confused now. Let's save them first! "
Yang Xiaoxie blushed.
The poor Saint was confused. What Art of Fake Death? What Lord Gu Xuan? What Master? He didn't understand a single word.
The only thing he understood was that Mo Jingyun and Li Xieyun were now in a state of suspended animation. They couldn't revive themselves and needed Gu Xuan's help to revive them.
Gu Xuan looked at Yue Yangshan.
"I really didn't expect that in such a short period of time, you would really succeed in cultivating the Art of Feigned Death."
Yue Yangshan was also deeply moved.
"I didn't expect it either. It's all thanks to you saving my life back then. Otherwise, I would have turned into a pile of bones by now.
I also have to thank you for your guidance back then. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to find the right cultivation direction and cultivate the Art of Feigned Death. "
Dong.
After Yue Yangshan finished speaking, he knelt down in front of Gu Xuan and kowtowed three times.
"Lord, I swore that once I succeeded in cultivating, I would join the Ying Tian Sect!
Today, it's time for me to fulfill my promise.
Please accept me into the Ying Tian Sect, Sect Leader! "
Gu Xuan nodded and smiled slightly.
"Since you're willing to join the Ying Tian Sect, I couldn't ask for more.
This time, I still have to thank you.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I wouldn't even have the chance to save Xieyun and Jingyun.
However, I have to say that if you dare to make any cenotaphs or tombstones for my disciples in the future, I'll immediately kick you out of the Ying Tian Sect.
Then, I'll bury you alive. "
Of course, this was a joke.
The poor Saint's eyes lit up.
He never expected that Yue Yangshan, who he thought was a big idiot, would know the Art of Feigned Death.
It sounded like a good thing!
It was definitely a heaven-defying technique. It could even revive after self-destruction. No matter who he fought in the future, it would be unexpected. It was a must-have technique for sneak attacks and escape!
"Hey, Yue Yangshan, you just joined the Ying Tian Sect, and Gu Xuan is threatening you.
I think you shouldn't join the Ying Tian Sect. Come to my Liu Li Sect, and I'll give you the position of Deputy Sect Leader. How about it? "
The poor Saint tried to poach him.
Gu Xuan chuckled coldly.
He had always been the one poaching others. No one dared to poach him.
"Deputy Sect Leader? You're really willing to put in a lot of effort.
I think you can also promise the Water Bodhi the position of Deputy Sect Leader. Let's see if the Water Bodhi will be stupid enough to follow you.
Anyway, the Bodhi Fruit loses its effect quickly. It's basically impossible for you to find the Water Bodhi with it. "
Gu Xuan said lightly.
The corners of the poor Saint's mouth twitched a few times.
Wasn't it just a joke?
Was there a need to be so stingy as to threaten him by not helping him maintain the efficacy of the Bodhi Fruit?
How stingy!
Moreover, what kind of person did he take the poor Saint for?
You think I won't poach you just because you threatened me?
Humph!
"Haha, Yue Yangshan, I was just joking with you.
Don't even think about being a Deputy Sect Leader. Just stay in the Ying Tian Sect. "
The poor Saint's smile was very ugly.
Gu Xuan rolled his eyes at the poor Saint.
"Don't tell such a lame joke.
Yue Yangshan, tell me more about your Art of Fake Death.
I can clearly sense that Jingyun and Xieyun are here, but I can only find out how to save them with your Art of Fake Death. "
Yue Yangshan nodded fiercely, his eyes filled with excitement.
In his eyes, Mo Jingyun and Li Xieyun were already dead.
He really wanted to know why Gu Xuan could sense the presence of Mo Jingyun and Li Xieyun.
Also, how could he save the two of them?
These were things that even he, a true practitioner of the Art of Fake Death, couldn't understand. If he could get the answers from Gu Xuan, it was very likely that he could improve his understanding of the Art of Fake Death.
However, didn't there seem to be too many people talking here?
Yue Yangshan looked at the poor Saint and Yang Xiaoxie.
He had worked hard to complete the Art of Fake Death, and it was his greatest trump card. Gu Xuan was his benefactor, and he had no objections to teaching it to Gu Xuan.
However, these two people were neither his relatives nor friends.
Yang Xiaoxie was fine, but this was the first time he had seen the poor Saint!
Yue Yangshan was a little hesitant.
Yang Xiaoxie smiled understandingly, then found an excuse and walked away.
Gu Xuan's gaze fell on the poor Saint.
The poor Saint was like an old monk in meditation. He stood where he was with his eyes closed, as if he couldn't see Yue Yangshan's hint, and didn't know why Yang Xiaoxie wanted to leave.
He was not going to leave.
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