Chapter 1039

Tick by tick.

Blood keeps falling.

The dark shadow was on the ceiling above Gu Qingshan's head.

It spits out a long tongue, entangles Gu Qingshan's neck, and gradually tightens.

However, Gu Qingshan was indifferent, but showed a deep thought.

An unknown spirit draws himself into a special world by using the art of environment.

It looks dangerous.

However, in fact, the card of "the art of the environment: the invitee of the dark" is not a card of the inner world, nor is it a skill of the world constructed by means of card matching.

At the end of the day, the power of this card is limited.

Therefore, Gu Qingshan did not immediately.

He has mastered two kinds of real world skills.

One is the technique of parallel virtual dream;

the other is the technique of time retrospection.

For building a special world, Gu Qingshan already has some experience, so when entering an unknown world, his first thought is to explore the characteristics of the world's art.

In a sense, this is also a kind of skill on the exchange and exploration.

So.

He did not move as the long tongue fell from the ceiling.

The long tongue fell behind him, and he did not move.

As the tongue went around his neck, he was still feeling the technique carefully.

Until he had a vague idea in his heart, Gu Qingshan raised his hand and made a formula.

Jingnian Jue.

This is the most basic Dharma formula in the world of practice, which can help monks get rid of miscellaneous thoughts.

This formula is of no use to the monks of Gu Qingshan's level.

But this time, Gu Qingshan is not trying to get rid of all kinds of thoughts.

It's psychic.

"Scatter!"

He murmured.

The spirit power gushes out from the elixir field and pours the Dharma formula in the hand, and the Dharma formula becomes immediately.

Gu Qingshan only felt that his mind was empty, and his whole mind was as pure as empty.

Right now.

Long tongues, blood, narrow rooms, gloomy shadows and even the whole building disappeared from Gu Qingshan.

The scene changed.

Gu Qingshan found himself standing in a magnificent palace.

He turned around.

Behind him, on the other side of the long table, sat a dignified middle-aged man.

"How did you find out?" Asked the middle-aged man.

Gu Qingshan said briefly: "for the coming battle, my mind is full of similar feelings, so I found out."

"You are very keen on the technique - welcome to your seat."

The middle-aged man motioned to Gu Qingshan to take his seat.

Gu Qingshan looked at the table and stood still.

"Sorry, I'm not used to lunch with strangers."

He looked at each other and said.

The middle-aged man stood up and gracefully saluted, and then he said:

"in fact, it should be me who is sorry - please forgive my rashness and bring you here in such a way."

"Well, I'll introduce myself to the king."

Kings of all ages?

How can a man call himself a king of all ages?

It seems to have seen Gu Qingshan's doubts. The middle-aged man thought about it and said, "it's OK for you to have a look."

His body suddenly expanded violently and turned into a five meter high phantom.

Hundreds of faces appear on the surface of the spirit.

They have different looks and different expressions. They look at Gu Qingshan together.

This scene is a bit creepy.

Gu Qingshan kept silent and said, "I'm glad to meet you. I don't know why kings of all ages have called me here."

All of a sudden, the inflated spirit body suddenly shrinks back and becomes the middle-aged man again.

"It's no surprise - as you know, monsters can't find the Royal soul, so we haven't been eaten, but have been in this way for countless years," he said

"Please sit down and we'll talk slowly." Middle aged people are humane.

"Good."

Gu Qingshan sat down on this side of the table.

The middle-aged man waved his hand.

The table was filled with steaming food.

"These are the king's favorite dishes, and I guess some of them will suit you." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Gu Qingshan looked at the dishes.

Whether it's cooking or the art of the world, he naturally understands it and can see some ways.

These dishes are made by virtue of consciousness.

To put it simply, it is the realization of reading.

Some people have eaten these dishes and formed the taste of all kinds of dishes, and used them to show the dishes again.

In this way, other people can feel the good taste of the food when they eat it.Gu Qingshan praised: "thank you for your hospitality. It's really an excellent skill. It's an eye opener for me."

He took a knife from among the knives and forks on the table and poked it at a plate of dim sum.

The knife turned into a pair of chopsticks in the middle of the journey, holding the dim sum firmly and taking it back.

Gu Qingshan had a taste.

Well

This kind of taste is really good, it can explore the original cooking method from the taste.

He moved his chopsticks again to pick up other dishes.

The middle-aged man watched Gu Qingshan, gradually showing appreciation.

The young man directly changed the knife with his own mind, and made a pair of chopsticks ready-made, indicating that he had fully understood the technique and began to take the initiative in the operation.

This is a silent warning.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man said, "I have something to ask for."

"It's very kind of you. I never eat free food. If you have anything, please tell me directly." Gu Qingshan continued to taste the dishes and responded.

"As kings of all ages, I'd like to know what happened to my unworthy son."

"Oh? Who are you referring to? "

"It's the guy who I gave to all the kings, but still defeated by you, and finally entered the remains of the God of life and failed to return."

Gu Qingshan suddenly found out.

I see.

It is reasonable that the ancestors of the king would not hesitate to launch this technique and pull themselves in to inquire about the whereabouts of the king.

In a sense, it's also a gift from white haired people to black haired people.

But how to say, at that time, the king did die a little unjustly.

In fact, Gu Qingshan was still seriously considering, trying to pull the other side into his team.

However, the spirit of strange things started too fast. Afterwards, the king's skin bag also flew into the void and disappeared.

So there's no room for recovery.

Gu Qingshan thought about it for a while, but he finally told the king what happened when he died.

The middle-aged man listened quietly and was silent for a moment.

Gu Qingshan sincerely said: "I feel very sorry about this matter. Please be patient and smooth."

"Mourning? No, we are not sad, "the middle-aged man said coldly." it's a waste of our efforts to die so worthless that even our soul is consumed. "

Gu Qingshan was stunned.

This attitude seems to be different from what I expected.

If the other party is not to inquire about the king's death, what is it for?

Gu Qingshan simply asked directly, "excuse me for telling me the truth. What is the purpose of your taking me to this operation?"

The middle-aged man spread out his hand and said, "of course, it's to reach an agreement with you. We cooperate with each other and escape from the Requiem village."

He looked more serious than ever.

Gu Qingshan realized that the purpose of the other party was this.

"As spirits, your majesty can't leave the town of Requiem?" Gu Qingshan asked.

The middle-aged man said faintly: "if we could go, we would have gone long ago - as you can see, except for the souls that have been eaten, we can only linger in this way, wandering in the town of tranquillity for nearly 100 million years."

"Although our strength is growing, the world barrier of Requiem Township comes from the oath of the gods. Unless it meets the content of the oath, it will never be able to get in and out."

"You, including you, are here by virtue of the oath of the first person on the Star crown."

Gu Qingshan immediately said: "I think there is no doubt about it - my friends and I are very willing to break through the barriers of the world with the kings and escape from here."

Yes, anyone would.

There is no conflict of interest between the two sides. There is only one common goal: to escape from the town of Requiem.

This is the best basis for cooperation.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly and agreed with it.

He said: "Gu Qingshan, you are a smart man and have a strong ability. Although the strength is weak, in our plan, strength is not the most important."

Gu Qingshan asked, "what do kings need from me?"

The middle-aged man pauses and sinks into meditation.

He seemed to be remembering something, or something that was hard to say for a moment.

For a long time.

He opened his mouth and slowly said, "before we cooperate, you must first understand some intelligence, otherwise it will be a mistake."

"What information?" Gu Qingshan asked.

"A hundred million years ago, the God of life fell." King's way.

"Oh, I know, seven gods have fallen in the course of fighting the void."

Gu Qingshan continued: "for the sake of the survival and reproduction of the descendants of the gods, the gods really devoted themselves to the survival and reproduction of their descendants. It is really admirable that the gods died."The middle-aged man's mouth slightly cocked, showing a full of ironic smile.

"After death?"

The middle-aged man continued:

"I don't know about other gods, but what the God of life is best at is how to survive. How can this great and noble God die

Gu Qingshan was stunned and suddenly lost his voice: "is the God of life still alive?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said in a tone of no emotion:

"the God of life tried to capture the monster's body when he was dying in order to survive

"For countless years, it has been hiding in the land of tranquillity, recuperating by eating the spirit of God's descendants."

"- gods are our different levels of existence. Since they became gods, they have long been turned into cold and merciless monsters."

The middle-aged man's expression finally took on a trace of sadness.

"It's perfectly understandable for monsters to feed on their offspring's souls."

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