Chapter 138

This crucial seventh layer did not have any defensive measures, which really surprised and pleased Gu fan. He quickened his pace and walked towards the elixir of life. That layer of purple fog was passed by Gu fan like nothing. Gu fan's heart beat faster at this time. He felt his hand shaking when he reached for the elixir of life.

But at this time, a light golden light appeared in front of the platform full of elixir.

"No, there are enemies!" Gu fan almost subconsciously stepped back a few steps, summoned the jingskeletal sword to point at the golden light.

Who knows, the fearless Jingkui sword stopped the golden light in the previous life, and it was hard to move forward. Gu fan was surprised, but he saw a figure gradually emerging in the golden light. Although the breath was far less domineering than ohoba, the evil god, its power was still very strong.

Gu fan guessed that it was not easy for the guardian of the seventh level. At this time, he dared to look down on him. He was about to use the formula of killing the gods and chopping the magic sword, but he heard the man slowly say: "young Xia, are you too anxious? Don't always play with old swords and guns, will you? "

At the moment of Gu fan's hesitation, he felt that a strong force rebounded from the jingskeletal sword and sent his Shengsheng bullet dozens of steps away. Unexpectedly, Gu fan was not hurt at all. It was obvious that the opponent's power was very accurate.

"Young Xia, since you can reach the seventh floor of the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor, you are destined for the elixir of immortality." What attracted Gu fan's eyes most was not the old man's robe, but his eyebrows. Only his two eyebrows were black, and they fell down to the position of his mouth, and with the opening and closing of his facial muscles, These two eyebrows, if they have a charm, are very interesting.

"This elixir of immortality belongs to you. It belongs to you. It's not yours. You can't take it hard." As the old man spoke, his mouth opened and closed, and the two eyebrows shook up and down, which was a bit funny.

Gu fan looked at the old man in front of him, but his other hand was on the hilt. He thought that the other side seemed to be an immortal with a long history, but his strength didn't seem to be very good. His combat effectiveness was not even as good as that of an all day warrior. Gu fan disdained to use violence to solve this kind of immortal with low combat effectiveness.

"I don't care whether you are predestined or not. If you are thrown to the ground, is the elixir not mine? By the way, you can also look through what you immortals will put in their pockets. " Gu fan pressed the sword with one hand and looked at the old man in front of him with unkind eyes.

"Ouch, you must be making old ideas!" Seeing that Gu fan's extension was not good, the old man seemed to have guessed something. He couldn't help laughing and said, "young Xia, didn't you find that the passage you entered the seventh floor just now has disappeared?"

After the old man said, Gu fan found that the entrance to the seventh floor of the treasure house had disappeared, and he was trapped in the sacred tree!

"You Gu fan's first feeling was that the old man in front of him was playing tricks. He was about to break out, but he heard the old man slowly say: "young Xia, even if you kill me, you still can't leave here. So, it's better not to be impatient! "

When Gu fan heard what the old man said, he thought about it carefully. With his only innate strength, if he could forcibly open the seal of Tiandi's treasure house, break the rules and leave here, he would underestimate the ancient Fuxi God. Fuxi certainly won't let the person who gets the elixir of immortality seal his life in the treasure house of the emperor of heaven. There must be a way to leave. I'll listen to the old man about how to leave here.

Thinking of this, Gu fan's eyes became indifferent. Looking at the old man in front of him, he slowly asked, "then tell me, how can I get the elixir of immortality and leave here?"

The old man's eyebrows swayed a few times, pretended to cover his mouth, coughed a few times, and said: "cough, first of all, I'll introduce myself. I'm the most knowledgeable person in the whole three realms. At the beginning, Fuxi God asked me to guard here, hoping to test and get the elixir of immortality." Seeing the self boasting color on the old man's face, Gu fan resisted the impulse and didn't hit the old man's face.

"The way to get the elixir of immortality is very simple." The old man stroked the white long beard in front of him and said, "as long as you can be more knowledgeable than me, you can leave with the elixir of life!"

"And if not?" Gu fan frowned and asked, although his knowledge is rich among the human friars, he still has no bottom in his heart to compete with this old man who claims to be the most knowledgeable man in the three realms.

"Then you will stay in the treasure house until..." the old man said with a bad smile, "until you have more knowledge than me, or you starve here!"

Gu fan tried to resist the impulse to stand up in front of Hai Bian. A slight smile of disdain hung on his mouth and said, "OK, dead old man, then you can make a topic!"

Even if the old man asked Gu fan to recite all the six Confucian arts to him at this time, he would not be surprised. If the old man asked him about the ancient secrets that were not recorded in Tianmo Baojian, he would not be surprised. But now, he was completely shocked by the old man's question!

The old man in White said with a smile, "young Xia, listen to me. If there is a sword, Zhao Cheng will use it, Qian Hao will wipe it, and Sun Jun will take it. Young Xia, whose sword is it After all, Gu fan's brain was active. After a slight pause, he thought that after other people had used it, it would be returned to its original owner. Presumably, this sword was the one who kept it. So he began to answer: "old man, can you make a difficult one? This sword must belong to Sun Jun, the one who keeps it. "“ Ha ha... I'm sorry, young Xia. You're wrong. " The old man's eyebrows beat, vividly sketched out his expression of schadenfreude“ Why? " Gu fan asked with a frown“ This sword belongs to Jia Shi... Didn't I say that before? Jia Shi has a sword... "The old man said with regret:" it's a pity that you can't answer such a simple question. It seems that you are doomed to die of hunger here! "