frightfiction Chapter 1338: Are you spirit race still short of a saint or something?
Chapter 1338: Are you spirit race still short of a saint or something?
"Mu Qingzhou, I suddenly have a question."
After the two left the cave they had temporarily chosen, Gu Xia looked around and touched his chin. "Do you remember how long it has been since the beginning of the cultivation world?"
It must have taken her quite a while to refine the Phoenix blood essence and repair her body, but Gu Xia had already blocked her perception of the outside world at that time, so naturally she was not aware of it.
Moreover, it took some time for her to figure out what was going on with her memory, which resulted in her being completely confused when she came out. She subconsciously turned around to ask the person next to her.
Mu Qingzhou: "..."
That's a really good question.
Facing Gu Xia's inquiring gaze, he uttered a few words softly, "To be honest, I want to know too."
Mu Qingzhou was a guardian before, so he could only be sure of how much time had passed before he cut open Linglong's heart. Later, because his injuries were too severe, he fainted and didn't even know how long he had been lying on the ground. He was only awakened by Gu Xia.
Not to mention the rest.
So the two of them just stood there staring at each other.
"Forget it, let's find a place with people around to get some information." Gu Xia Ke has not forgotten that he is now a dead man in the eyes of both the cultivation world and the demon race.
If this is used properly, it may have unexpected effects.
So Gu Xia naturally wouldn't run around so brazenly, for fear that she might run into someone who recognized her if she was unlucky.
As for Mu Qingzhou, he was lucky to be alive now, and he couldn't be relied upon at all.
"Give me your mustard seed bag." After thinking for a moment, Gu Xia stretched out his hand in a very familiar manner.
Mu Qingzhou was shocked by her self-righteous attitude of pulling out her own mustard seed bag, "Do you usually pull out the mustard seed bags of other disciples in the same way?"
Isn't this action a little too skillful?
"That's not true."
Mu Qingzhou just breathed a sigh of relief.
Gu Xia: "The main thing is that stealing what other clan members have passed down is considered robbery, and you'll easily be chased and scolded by the elders, but stealing what my senior brothers have passed down is different."
We are family, so why distinguish between yours and mine?
It's all hers.
Mu Qingzhou: "..."
understood.
It seems that you won't get punished if you fleece your own family.
Although he was a little speechless, he still readily threw the mustard seed bag hanging around his waist to her.
Gu Xia is now penniless and can only borrow things from the other party. She plans to integrate all the resources at hand first. However, facts have proved that she still underestimated the value of the identity of the Son of the Spirit Clan.
The next second, the light emitted by the mustard bag almost blinded Gu Xia's eyes.
"What the hell?"
She looked at the piles of spirit stones inside and the various magical instruments and spiritual weapons scattered on both sides, and tears of envy suddenly flowed from the corners of her mouth.
why?
She was the only one who kept a bunch of spendthrifts, and they bankrupted her.
I feel like these people are all so rich and inhumane compared to me.
Sour, so sour.
Gu Xia was completely sour and asked sincerely, "The identity of the Holy Son should be very valuable, right?"
"About that?" Mu Qingzhou answered hesitantly, taking a step back silently.
He always felt that Gu Xia seemed to be in an unstable mental state at the moment.
It wasn't an illusion, he seemed to see green light in the other person's eyes.
After all, he is the only holy son of the elves, and there is only one such person in a generation. Naturally, his treatment and resources are no worse than those of the direct descendants.
Gu Xia's attitude was extremely expectant. "By the way, are you Spirit Clan still in need of a Saint Maiden or something?"
She tried to recommend herself, "With my strength, I think it should be pretty good, right?"
"..."
Mu Qingzhou's mouth twitched, "It doesn't seem to work."
"And Gu Xia, the Holy Son of our Spirit Clan is not disposable." Although her talent and strength are the best he has ever seen in his life.
That can't even be called good, it's just pretty good.
But Gu Xia's words still aroused Mu Qingzhou's vigilance. After all, it was the first time he saw someone trying to grab his position halfway.
"That's it..."
Gu Xia felt a little regretful, "Then I can only exchange you for something good."
After all, his life depends on himself. The people of the elves shouldn't be so stingy.
Mu Qingzhou: "..."
Don't be so ridiculous, Gu Xia.
Fortunately, she only muttered a few words to herself, and quickly picked out all the useful things in the mustard bag. The magical tools that could be used to carry people were definitely indispensable. After all, in order to prevent being discovered, the two of them specially chose a relatively secret and distant location.
So Mu Qingzhou quickly experienced the joy of working in a team with Gu Xia.
You don’t have to worry about anything during the whole process, just follow it without thinking.
And who knows if it was because the deterrent power emanating from Gu Xia's physical body still existed, they didn't even encounter any blind monsters along the way, and the places they passed were unusually quiet.
Gu Xia sat cross-legged on the flying magic weapon and released his spiritual sense. He was surprised to find that the width of his sea of consciousness had almost doubled, and he could easily detect the movements in the city in front.
Countless monsters of all sizes are still gathering, their strength ranging from Golden Core to Nascent Soul. Leading the way is the Demon King at the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm, his vertical pupils fixed on the cultivators who are resisting stubbornly on the opposite side.
"Tsk."
If Gu Xia remembered correctly, this city should belong to the territory of Xuanming Sect. It seems that the demon clan has really invested a lot this time. The demon kings they send out now are more powerful than before.
If it were not long ago, she would have to be careful to avoid being discovered by the other party, but now Gu Xia directly and carelessly probed with her spiritual sense without causing any fluctuations at all.
Mu Qingzhou was not as reckless as her. His realm had not yet broken through the Spirit Transformation stage, and now he had lost his heart. If he rashly tried to test it, he would easily be noticed by the big demon at the peak of the Spirit Transformation stage.
Fortunately, he remained calm and only stayed at the periphery to observe carefully. He couldn't help but frown, "It seems that they have been surrounding the city for some time."
Whether it was the bumpy ground or the battlefield where corpses were everywhere and it was impossible to tell whether they were cultivators or monsters, it fully demonstrated the brutality of the city battle before their arrival.
"In that case, why don't we let go of this city first?" Looking at the beast tides surrounding them from all directions from afar, Mu Qingzhou was a little puzzled, and at the same time he shuddered subconsciously.
To be honest, it was the first time he saw so many monsters besieging a city.
It's so densely packed that just looking at it makes people feel despair.
Monsters are naturally thick-skinned and strong enough to withstand damage, and quite a few of them are in the Nascent Soul stage. At the same level, cultivators will be at a disadvantage to a certain extent when facing them.
Gu Xia's consciousness went deep into the city, and he quickly answered his doubts. "We can't keep going down here. This place is already relatively close to the Xuanming Sect. If I'm not mistaken, the smaller cities that radiated outward from here probably only had two endings. One is that the cultivators evacuated in time and gave up. As for the other..."
Mu Qingzhou turned his head to look at her, and suddenly an idea came to him.
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