"If I were you, I wouldn't go in."

A voice came, and Gu Wen looked back and saw Wu Kong, dressed in red and barefoot, standing behind him.

He had been watching Gu Wen, not only to prevent Jianmu from sneak attacks, but also curious about what was so special about this eight-hundred-year-old little saint. If he could understand a few things, he might be able to greatly improve his cultivation level.

As for the legacy left by Yu Hua, etc., Wu Kong felt that there was no need to point it out because things had already happened and could not be undone.

He has lived for so many years, and the human race has been active for tens of thousands of years. Wu Kong has long understood the emotions and desires of human beings far better than other living beings, and can even see them clearly better than most people.

As long as you live long enough, you are omniscient in a sense.

"As the saying goes, until the eyes are out of sight, the ears are out of hearing. If you leave quietly, I won't have to come out."

Gu Wen smiled and said: "Senior is in a state of being, and what cannot be seen still exists. Just like when I was imprisoned in the Immortal Land, can I treat it as if the world of cultivation does not exist?"

Wu Kong shook his head and said: "No, my little friend still had a glimmer of hope at the beginning, but now she probably only has half a chance."

Gu Wen's eyes moved slightly, he turned sideways and said, "Senior, please come into the room and talk to me slowly."

The two of them entered the house, walked through the courtyard in ten steps, and arrived in front of the door in three steps.

Pushing open the door, the room is fully furnished. The screen is embroidered with green mountains and white cranes. On the mahogany moiré table there is a half-drunk cup of tea, a piece of yellowed moiré paper and a Qi-training formula.

Gu Wen looked at the relatively empty place, and the scene of the fairy sword coming from the past came to mind.

They sat down and Gu Wen poured tea for Wu Kong. The latter twitched his lips and said, "Your tea is eight hundred years old. Even if there is a formation to maintain it, it is useless."

I opened the tea cup and took a look. The tea leaves inside had turned into a dark mass.

However, as an immortal, Wu Kong still took a sip without hesitation, and then told Gu Wen the cause and effect.

"When you were imprisoned by Jianmu, Qingcang managed to escape. This was a good thing for us, and it also gave all parties hope of uprooting Jianmu. So after obtaining the consent of fellow Taoist Qingcang, I began to contact all parties.

Many comrades responded, and seven of them agreed to fight."

Gu Wen said: "It seems that Jianmu is not very popular."

"The road to becoming a saint is like this. The whole world can make a saint. I think back to the time when Jianmu was rooted in the earth, so that everything outside Jianmu was desolate. He offended not only the human race, but Qingcang is the only one who can threaten Jianmu at present.

Strong."

Wu Kong gave a brief explanation and then got back to the topic.

"We originally planned to take advantage of Jianmu's vitality to be seriously injured and severely injure him. Then your master went to the underworld and came back with an arm broken and his vitality also severely damaged. Then the human-monster war broke out, and a lot of things happened during that period.

I can't explain them one by one. The final result is that your master killed a demon ancestor and was seriously injured himself."

Having said this, Wu Kong touched his abdomen, and the slightly raised scar had not faded yet.

"Qing Cang deserves to be a saint. In that case, he could kill a demon ancestor."

"Master, how is her injury?"

"You can't die, and it's not life-threatening. But you have to go and see for yourself. This kind of thing involves privacy, which I can't know."

Gu Wen was silent for a while and then asked: "Where is she? Why didn't you stop her?"

"Haha, can you still come out now that I've stopped you?"

Wu Kong asked back, then asked and answered to himself: "It was Qingcang who didn't let me stop you. If you didn't come out in the end, it was because she had lost her disciples and lost her troops. Now that you have come out, she will have a share of the credit for it."

He poured another cup of 800-year-old tea, but it tasted so bitter that he grimaced. So Wu Kong also poured a cup for Gu Wen and pushed it in front of him to signal him to drink it.

Gu Wen took a deep breath, but the bitter taste did not shake his calm expression even a little bit.

He asked: "What then?"

"She exhausted her lifespan while traveling back and forth to become an immortal. Qingcang sealed her body with ten thousand years of mysterious ice and sent her soul into the netherworld."

Wu Kong observed the silent Gu Wen in front of him, and did not see the other party wavering in the slightest. This did not mean that he was not sad, but at least he was in a stable state of mind.

"This is no different from death. The dying person will never come out after entering the netherworld, unless you can ask Fujun to release him. This is obviously impossible. The law of saints cannot be disobeyed. After Fujun becomes a saint, he will live forever.

A dying immortal will die no matter how hard he struggles, let alone a mortal."

Gu Wen was speechless and listened quietly to Wu Kong's words, and then he said many words of enlightenment.

Wu Kong felt that it was almost impossible to take back the soul of the dying person from the netherworld, and he didn't know when it would take until Gu Wen became a saint. According to what the Fox Immortal said, Wuwang City would become dead if it stayed for a long time.

He didn't tell Gu Wen about this, otherwise it would easily make him impatient.

"There is cause and effect. She led you to Taoism at the beginning, and now she helps you achieve Taoism. She has saved a peerless immortal and created a little saint. Her merits have been completed."

Wu Kong stood up and left, and as the door was closed, a shadow covered him.

Quietness brought endless memories, and Gu Wen began to pay attention to the surroundings uncontrollably, scanning all the objects in the house, and everything here was intact.

He is the only one who has worn an old Taoist robe for eight hundred years, and the beard on his face has also been there for eight hundred years.

The yellowed paper on the table came into view. Gu Wen picked it up and folded it. Through the dim light in the room, the delicate words came into view one by one.

[Two Worlds City is very prosperous, I hope you like it]

At this moment, thoughts surged out like a tide, and a drop of water fell in the shadow, like the eaves of the immortal land that had long since disappeared. It leaked every time it rained, and now it finally rained on him.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want a comfortable place to live, he just thinks there is something better out there.

In fact, it's not that he likes tattered clothes, it's just that he wants the heavenly glazed fairy clothes.

In fact, it's not that he likes to sit around, it's just that he wants to see the prosperity outside.

All the joy of breaking free from the shackles, the prosperity of wandering the two world cities, are torn apart by the memories of the past, and the lingering snow-white figure crushes everything today.

It turns out that what I yearn for is not the prosperity outside the world, but the prosperity that once existed in her.

When Gu Wen woke up from his dream, he couldn't help smiling at the corners of his mouth, and couldn't hold back the tears in his eyes. He had to block his eyes with his hands, and then his nose became blocked again, forcing him to gasp.

"Sorry, I'm eight hundred years late."

The jade pendant on the chest turned into a palm-sized cat ball. It was a little overwhelmed and could only keep licking Gu Wen's cheeks.

One morning, the deacon of Yiyimen Xianzhou Shipping knocked on the door.

The courtyard door opened, and Gu Wen pushed it open and walked out, holding a book of Qi Lian Jue in his hand, and exuding the Qi Lian Qi cultivation level from his body.

The deacon was obviously stunned for a moment. He couldn't detect Gu Wen's aura a week ago, so why is he now in the Qi refining period?

"What are you doing?"

"I just made a breakthrough in Qi training a few days ago."

"You just practice Qi?"

As he spoke, Gu Wen's breath gradually disappeared and he returned to calm.

The deacon looked at it for a moment and didn't ask any more questions. He just thought that Gu Wen was teasing him.

"The fairy boat is ready to set off. When can you set off?"

"It's okay now."

Gu Wen shouted to the courtyard: "Cat, it's time to go."

Immediately afterwards, a group of black cats ran out, climbed up on Gu Wen's shoulders and lay down.

The deacon looked carefully and saw that it was a spiritual beast similar to a raccoon slave with two red circles on its chest. It was also in the period of Qi training.

"This spiritual beast of yours is quite good-looking. Now that you have reached the Qi training stage, you may not be able to reach the golden elixir stage."

"It can only practice to practice Qi now."

Gu Wen explained, but it was obvious that the deacon, who was in the golden elixir stage, could not understand the meaning.

Heirloom Cave Heaven has an area of ​​ten miles and has expanded to twenty miles. The laws in it are completely separated from the heaven and earth and are self-contained. They can be practiced to the stage of Qi training.

Gu Wen's qi-refining period is that his rules can allow people to practice to the qi-refining stage, not that he is in the qi-refining stage. Immortals still need to practice again, but little sages don't.

——

An hour later, Gu Wen boarded the fairy boat, which was more than a kilometer long and looked like an aircraft carrier.

It is said that this is only a medium-sized fairy boat, and the large one is at least ten thousand meters long. The top flying object can be a mountain. And once, Sanqing Mountain was built with an entire continental plate as the main body, hanging high in the sky.

As it rose to the highest altitude, the fairy boat glowed with a thin layer of light, enveloping everything like water bubbles.

Buzz!

Gu Wen stood on the edge of the deck, looking at the ripples in the void, and felt the changes in the laws of heaven and earth.

When the vibration reached its highest point, a huge black hole opened in front of Xianzhou, and he plunged into it and enveloped everyone in darkness. In the blink of an eye, warm sunlight shone on them.

As far as the eyes can see the blue sky and white clouds, at your feet you can already see the cloud-covered peaks and thousands of trees and dense forests.

"Everyone, Wenkuizhou has arrived. The next move will be in three days. If you need to disembark, please register to leave."

The disciples of the Translation Sect shouted, and then most of them walked towards the disembarkation port.

Among the shouting crowd, Gu Wen heard a familiar name.

Tianxuan Conference.

Yu Hua once told him that the Tianxuan Convention is the most prosperous convention held every hundred years.

I should also go and see the conference she attended. Lan Yongning happened to be in Wenkuizhou too.

Gu Wen raised his hand and said: "Boat owners and poor people also want to get off the boat."

As soon as the common name "boatman" came out, coupled with Gu Wen's coarse cloth, the people around him immediately burst into laughter.

They find it funny that many people keep saying that they are poor, and it is ridiculous that there are always many poor people.
Chapter completed!