After the sword light, the swordsman appeared.
He is an old man wearing a big red opera robe.
The old man picked up the larger head on the ground and looked at the smaller head, with a very strange look.
The scene suddenly changed, and Gu Liubai saw the baby with only one head left sitting in a cave.
Everything in this cave is very gloomy and terrifying.
There is a peeled off skin, which looks like human skin.
There are all kinds of medicine jars and all kinds of mummies, many of which are weird corpses sewn with sheep intestinal thread. Next to the hay where the baby sat, there was a dog that looked just dead, but the dog's head was placed next to it, and a woman's head was followed by the dog's neck.
The old man applied some medicine to the head of the larger baby who was cut off, and then dragged a trembling monkey out of the cave.
A flash of sword light.
The monkey's head fell to the ground.
The old man was moving amazingly fast. Just as the monkey's neck was broken, he poured a jar of medicine on it, and then pressed the head of the larger baby on the monkey's neck and quickly sewed it together.
The old man's suture method is also extremely powerful, with blood following blood, trachea followed by trachea.
After the stitching was completed in an instant, the head seemed to grow on the monkey, which looked very strange.
The old man frowned slightly, and reached out his hand and seemed to exert a burst of energy.
The larger baby's head and mouth actually opened slightly, as if he was beginning to breathe.
At this moment, Gu Liubai saw the baby with a broken head start to twist in great pain.
The next moment, Gu Liubai felt that his headache was split, as if his whole head was about to explode.
"Although this head has been cut off, it has a unique spiritual sense with this baby? Can this baby feel severe pain when this old man makes it like this?"
"What kind of evil tricks does this old man in a playboy have? What kind of evil method is this? He cut off his head for a while and even the monkey's body can still maintain vitality?"
After a while, Gu Liubai shook his head in great disappointment when he saw the strange old man.
The body of the monkey with a larger baby's head gradually became colder, and the skin color of the baby's head gradually became ugly, and it felt like it was really dead.
Suddenly, Gu Liubai felt endless fear and chill tearing his body like a tide.
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the baby with only one head left. His hand touched the hilt of the knife around his waist, as if he was hesitating whether to cut off the little head as well.
After only a few breaths, the old man seemed to have finally changed his mind and left the hilt of the knife.
But in just these few breaths, Gu Liubai seemed to have walked on the verge of death countless times. He gasped violently, and his flesh and blood seemed to be twitching.
In the picture he saw, the baby began to twitch all over and even vomited.
The picture changed again, and the baby had turned into a three or four-year-old child, but the old man seemed to have not changed much. He drove several ox carts, and there were four or five men and five men and women around the ox cart, all wearing costumes.
The ox cart is also full of opera troupes, which looks like a troupe who is walking around the world.
But whether it was this kid or the rest of the convoy, the eyes of the old man were filled with fear.
The convoy was still walking, and Gu Liubai suddenly felt severe pain in his arm.
The old man sat next to the child, but cut a bloody mouth on the child's arm with a knife, and then stretched out a finger to point it in the bloody mouth.
No drop of blood in the bloody mouth flowed outside, as if it was sucked away by his fingers.
Next, Gu Liubai felt like he was poisoned all over, his body was sore and numb, and he felt uncomfortable that he could not be described in words.
The old man took out a few insects from somewhere and threw them on the child.
The picture keeps changing.
This old man didn't know where all kinds of strange methods came from, and he didn't know what kind of methods it was.
Sometimes he used Gu insects, sometimes he poured medicine liquid into Cui Baita, and sometimes he used various needles to prick his head.
Because of the repeated tossing of the Yin-Yang Tianyu Sutra before, Gu Liubai knew that the actual time had not passed long, and he was just feeling some of the pain that Cui Baita had suffered before, but this feeling was extremely real, and it seemed that time had really passed for a long time.
It was obvious that several years had passed, and Cui Baita's face in the picture had become much old, but his body was not much older, and he still looked like a four or five-year-old child, and his whole body exuded a strange feeling.
Suddenly, Gu Liubai was attacked by another violent fear.
He was as if he was soaked in the cold corpse water, and a dead aura enveloped him from head to toe.
He saw the picture turn, and the old man got a girl from somewhere in the tent.
The girl looked like she was in her teens and was full of vitality.
The old man held the hilt in his hand and touched the girl's head. His eyes kept flashing, as if he had made up some determination.
The girl and Cui Baita were both extremely frightened, but they didn't know what restrictions they had been placed, so they couldn't move their bodies.
Swish!
The sword light flashed, and the girl's head fell to the ground. The old man was about to cut off Cui Baita's head with a knife. Suddenly, a series of shrill sounds of breaking through the air sounded.
The old man's face changed, and the camp where he was located was split in an instant.
Four practitioners came to kill at the same time. Seeing that the girl's head had fallen to the ground, the four practitioners all let out shrill roars.
These four practitioners have both practices, but the old man's sword skills are as fast as thunder. He almost killed these four practitioners in one stroke in just a few breaths.
But at this moment, the old man suddenly felt something amazing and his whole body trembled.
A white thunder suddenly appeared in the air.
When it appeared above the old man's head, the rumbling sound came from the sky.
The old man was crazy about drawing his sword and slashing towards the thunder. His true energy was like countless dirty mud rushing towards the sky.
But it has no use.
There was a bang.
The old man's whole body was charred and his hair was burning.
Then the second thunder fell. Although the old man could still swing his sword upwards, his true energy was no longer good. With a bang, the thunder knocked off the long sword in his hand and landed on his head.
"Hate! I'm just a few years away from becoming an eighth grade, and I have the power to fight!"
As the old man wailed, his head suddenly exploded.
The picture changed again, and a scholar in blue-shirt appeared in front of Cui Baita.
He glanced at Cui Baita, looking a little surprised.
Gu Liubai reacted a little. This green-shirt scholar should be the eighth-grade Cui family. So, can this eighth-grade master of Cui family trigger thunder?
But in the next moment, his whole body jumped unconsciously, and he felt his body be torn into countless pieces in an instant.
The scribe in blue clothes stretched out his hand, and a terrifying force penetrated directly from Cui Baita's eyebrows, destroying all the auras encountered along the way.
Countless dirty blood, residues of the insects, and some broken true energy flew out of Cui Baita's bloodline.
All the methods the old man used in Cui Baita in the past, whether good or bad, seemed to be destroyed directly by his finger.
The picture kept flowing. After Cui Baita was taken away by Cui, he was constantly tested for medicine and taught various methods.
Gu Liubai was shocked inexplicably.
Cui Baita's cultivation has been destroyed more than once.
The literati in green clothes occasionally appeared beside Cui Baita. If he found that his cultivation reached a certain level, the true qi method he chose was not suitable for Cui Baita, he would instantly destroy Cui Baita's cultivation and allow him to re-practice.
The cultivation level he had accumulated with great difficulty was instantly destroyed. It was not just the meridians in his body that were damaged. The feeling of pain also made Gu Liubai feel so uncomfortable that he almost vomited.
"Although Cui Baita was later recognized as a genius of Cui, he could not see any pity for this literati in the green shirt during his practice. Cui probably had many such seedlings, and he forced his practice with such cruel means."
"Others teach according to their aptitude, to carefully observe the characteristics, and then choose a method of practice. If you succeed, you will succeed. If you fail, you will not succeed. Cui's failure will fail and start over again. If you fail, you will fail and start over again."
Gu Liubai felt cold, and he knew that most of the seedlings would be broken in this process.
But at the same time, what he didn't understand was that although the pain was painful and fearful, what kind of harm could it cause to him besides this?
It doesn't seem to be substantial.
He stabbed his intestines and kept bleeding. He didn't know if he could survive next, but that's the result?
But he himself didn't realize that he was not an ordinary person, just like Zhou Lu'er.
Who has buried corpses since childhood?
Who has been beaten in a day since he was a child?
What pain, fear, death, things that ordinary practitioners cannot bear, are different from Zhou Lu'er when they meet.
What's more, everyone is a magical method. Can you influence my spirit? Can't I influence your spirit?
If you can't fight against other supernatural powers and methods at all, you can't stay and you will be eliminated from the beginning.
This Dameng True Sutra was originally the best among the supernatural powers and methods. If you can get into his mother's eyes, how could you be defeated by the attack of other supernatural powers and methods?
Gu Liubai didn't know that when he empathized with the other party's pain, the nightmare counterattack of the Great Dream scripture also began instantly, and Cui Baita also fell into a dream in one breath.
The dream creation of the Great Dreams scripture focuses on a reality.
Cui Baita actually failed to be like Gu Liubai at all. From the beginning, he discovered that this was a dream.
He even saw Gu Liubai being extremely afraid of his magical powers, making him crazy, and causing his true energy to die. However, he was seriously injured and fainted as soon as he was rescued by Cui's men.
When he woke up, he found himself placed in a pleasure boat full of flower courtesans.
The message he received in his mind was that he had helped Cui remove Gu Shiwu's nail. The head of the family was extremely satisfied and let him enjoy it.
More than a dozen courtesans were clustered around him in tempting gauze, and each used charming means to look forward to his happiness.
He didn't need to move, and even his fingers and toes were served by these courtesans.
The two courtesans also took turns feeding him wine with small mouthfuls of cherry and the holy medicine for healing.
What a pleasure this is.
However, he was not satisfied.
Just when a graceful figure appeared in his mind, he saw a beautiful man in goose yellow clothes walking in from outside the door.
Compared with the impression in his mind, this beauty has become much more mature, but it is more gorgeous and fuller.
The woman looked cold when she looked at him, just like when she saw him, she treated him with no color, just like a proud peacock.
But at this moment she had to walk step by step and approach his body.
"you…"
Cui Baita's breathing paused. He looked at the woman who was extremely beautiful in his eyes in disbelief and said, "Miyue, aren't you already married?"
The beautiful man with a cold face, like a proud peacock, had a little hatred and helplessness in his eyes, and said, "Since you have made such a great contribution, I am a wife, but the head of the family asked me to serve you, I can only serve you with all my heart. If you call me in the future, I will have to come."
"What?"
Cui Baita was shocked and ecstatic, and could not say anything next.
The beautiful man with a cold face sighed and sat on his body.
...
Gu Liubai and Cui Baita's magical powers fought, but fell into the eyes of all the spectators, but they were standing alone and sitting alone.
Gu Liubai's face was filled with all kinds of pain and distortion, which made people feel heartbroken.
However, Cui Baita's face was confused, shocked, and then began to be happy.
Yelu Yueli looked at Gu Liubai for a while, and then looked at Cui Baita for a while.
Until Cui Baita showed a happy expression on his face. As the happy expression became stronger and stronger, she felt the changes in the qi in Cui Baita's body, she quietly exhaled, and then quietly sent a voice to the old Chong Qian beside her, "You have long been sure that Gu Liubai's spiritual will and method will not lose to Cui Baita?"
Chong Qian sneered, "If I were given more than ten years to train this person with the highest qualifications and give me a bunch of secret techniques, the disciples I trained would not lose to Cui Baita in this regard. So those who were trained by the top figures in the world can still not cope with the people who were trained with great effort?"
Yelu Yueli looked at the old Taoist Chong Qian and said seriously, "I think it may not be able to handle Cui Baita if you give you more than ten years to train a disciple. You may be able to hold on to the hang of this disciple for a few years."
...
Some people from Canglang Sword Sect looked at Cui Baita's expression of joy and indescribable satisfaction, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.
After all, the look on Gu Liubai's face was both painful and frightened at this time.
So is this going to win?
They couldn't help but take a look at Bai Yousi.
But what made them stunned for a moment was that Bai Yousi, who was constantly trembling slightly, was not watching the duel between Gu Liubai and Cui Baita at this time.
He just looked at the direction of the garden party with a little dull look, and stared at the brilliantly lit tree of heaven.
He didn't make a sound, but his lips kept moving.
These people from Canglang Sword Sect could guess when they looked at his lips. What he kept saying was, "Why is the iron flower not bright yet...Why is there no iron flower yet...Why hasn't the time arrived yet..."
The excitement in the hearts of these people from Canglang Sword Sect just now disappeared in an instant, and their hearts seemed to be sinking towards the bottom of the river.
In Bai Yousi's eyes, the outcome of Cui Baita and Gu Liubai now seems to have little meaning. He just wants to see the iron flower blooming on the Tongtian tree before the sword competition ends.
For Canglang Sword Sect, the outcome of Cui Baita and Gu Liubai's battle is meaningless.
Is this a sword?
Is this the sword moves of Canglang Sword Sect divided into different parts?
This kind of duel now has nothing to do with Canglang Sword Sect.
Bai Yousi has been defeated.
The Canglang Sword Sect has also been defeated.
...
Gu Liubai was still waiting for Cui Baita's magical power to show more terrifying things.
But the cold air conditioner, which was in the dark distance between the sky spirit hood, gradually faded.
The pain slowly faded away like a tide.
The scenery in front of him became clear.
His soul was pulled back from another world and landed on the sword-beating platform again.
At this moment, he was a little shaking, and his flesh and blood were sore.
He saw Cui Baita still sitting in a pool of blood.
He looked happy and satisfied.
The blood in his abdomen was still flowing slowly, but his breathing had paused.
"Dead?"
Gu Liubai frowned slightly.
He sensed it carefully for a moment, and did not step forward. He just looked at Old Taoist Chongqian and others, and asked in a deep voice, "Is this person gone?"
冲谦老道冷笑道,“人死不死你都看不出来?”
"I think I'm dead."
Gu Liubai calmed down his true energy and said, "The key is that you don't think he is dead. If he dies, will you notarize the winner as a notary?"
The old Taoist Chong Qian was a little helpless when he used Gu Liubai.
Yelu Yue was tactful. She stood up and said to the pleasure boat of Canglang Sword Sect, "Who else has come out to compete in the swords? If not, then Canglang Sword Sect will admit defeat?"
As soon as her voice sounded, the two sides of Qujiang suddenly felt thunderous joy.
At this time, all the spectators knew that tonight they really saw the birth of a legend. Guo Beixi's disciples fought against the entire Canglang Sword Sect with one sword, and they actually won!
Amid the cheers, all the sword masters in the Canglang Sword Sect’s pleasure boat looked at Bai Yousi.
They naturally knew that there would be no sword masters in Canglang Sword Sect that would compete in swords. But in this case, even if they admit defeat, no matter how embarrassing Canglang Sword Sect is, someone must come out to admit it and say a few words.
Chapter completed!