Chapter 159: The Defeat of Shi Jia(1/2)
The sun penetrates the clouds, bringing light to the world. And that bright brilliance also shines on the peaks and mountains within the ancient gate of the hanging coffin sect.
Liubo Lake still looks like its rippling blue waves. But today’s Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect is far less peaceful than in the past.
Today is the day when the disciples of the Ancient Hanging Coffin Sect return from the Tianyang Secret Realm.
For this trip to Tianyang, the Ancient Xuan Coffin Sect sent a total of more than a thousand disciples.
But until the end, only a handful of more than a hundred people returned.
Such a result made all the old monsters of the Hanging Coffin Sect look solemn.
As senior members of the sect, no one in the entire Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect knows better than them how costly it is to train young disciples.
However, young people are meant to keep growing. Death is just one of the costs.
Some people can become successful while they are still alive, that is because they have more blessings while working hard.
And such people are, after all, only a very small minority among generations of young people.
A trial in a secret realm, an adventure in a dangerous place to win treasure, it is a normal outcome that most people will perish.
As an old man from the sect, these old monsters have seen a lot of this kind of thing.
But after all, it's just that they have seen too much, and seeing too much does not mean that they will definitely be able to see this kind of thing thoroughly.
Some things, some results.
They just can't accept it.
But even so, when those survivors return to the sect, they will still smile and welcome them with other disciples.
Those disciples who have experienced the baptism of blood are like treasures in the hearts of these old monsters.
As far as living beings are concerned.
Killing is originally the fastest way to evolve.
As far as bone repair is concerned.
Life and death are enough to teach them many things.
Whether it is a small eighth-level demon sect like the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect, or those extremely terrifying first- and second-level sects.
They actually all have something in common.
That is, no matter how large their scale has grown, there are still some things that they cannot directly teach the younger generations in their sect.
However, what the sect cannot do, the outside world can do. If it were simpler, then this so-called world would be the world of bone cultivators.
Therefore, although the results of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect were not very good, people from all peaks and prefectures still appeared in that square early.
Before dawn, they had already begun preparations.
At sunrise, they were ready.
And now, all of them have a premonition in their hearts. That is, the person they have been waiting for seems to be coming back.
"call--"
Finally, I don’t know how long it took.
On the horizon, people finally saw a huge bone flying boat, cutting through the clouds and sea of clouds, slowly revealing its true face.
"They're back!"
As a loud shout rang out from the crowd, the crowd immediately became excited. The disciples of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect would not leave the sect easily.
Maybe it's because of the fierce fighting inside the door, maybe because of the influence of other environments, or maybe it's because of other reasons.
Over the years, there have been not many disciples who want to go down the mountain to practice.
Most of the time, those disciples just want to stay in their place of practice.
As for such a situation, the senior officials of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect have never intervened.
In their view, this is actually extremely normal. After all, every bone cultivator should have a method of practice that is suitable for them.
"Disciple Qin Ming, I have met all the elders."
"Disciple Ye Lu, I have met all the elders."
"Disciple Lin Canghai——"
"Disciple Gu Qingying——"
…
In this way, the ceremony to welcome these returning people ended naturally and quickly. These people also returned to their original lives.
The Ancient Xuan Coffin Sect has thirty-six peaks and seventy-two caves. When we first sent our disciples out for training, ten people from each branch left.
But when it comes time to return, the people who come back are only part of these branches.
Some branches have people who come back, and some branches send people who never come back.
Some people are happy and some are worried about this.
But without exception, as long as those who come back alive can almost see their respective masters immediately.
However, Gu Qingyang and Gu Qingying did not see Old Man Tianshi right away. In fact, they did not see his shadow from the beginning to the end.
Such a result made Gu Qingying a little surprised. But Gu Qingyang did not show any reaction.
He gave people the impression that none of this had anything to do with him.
And he and Gu Qingying returned to the bamboo forest as quickly as possible.
Gu Qingyang didn't have any communication with Gu Qingying. After he came back, he immediately found a place to meditate and practice.
Gu Qingying just watched all of this silently. There was a hint of worry in her eyes.
She and the people on the bone flying boat already knew that Gu Qingyang's current appearance was not his true appearance at all.
His true appearance is actually that of a steel giant who has a body of a hundred feet but is comparable to a thousand feet.
This is just like what he said when he faced the way of heaven.
He is no longer a human being now.
He once told Gu Qingying that at the moment when the heavenly fire came, he once again created a method, that is, the ghost soul armor technique.
With this method, he refined his body, which was still full of vitality, together with Qin Chi, into that steel body.
Therefore, strictly speaking, he is not a normal creature at all, let alone a normal human bone cultivator.
He is special.
In essence, he is more like a dead man who has become a lonely ghost.
And this body made from his own body is just a body.
Even though this body is really perfect, so perfect that it looks very much like a normal living being.
However, what is fake is fake.
Relying on the art of transformation that he had mastered in his previous life, as well as other magical means, he was able to disguise himself in an almost perfect way.
But he could deceive those people, he could deceive the bone cultivators of the Hanging Coffin Ancient Sect. But he could not deceive his sister.
"call--"
Staring at the figure sitting cross-legged on the boulder, accompanied by the bamboo forest, and inhabiting the heaven and earth, Gu Qingying couldn't help but sigh.
Her voice was very small and full of trembling. Ever since Gu Qingyang became like this, she felt that she could not sleep or eat well all the time.
If she could, she would rather the person who transformed into the armor was herself.
But at that time, Gu Qingyang did everything well with absolute power and an absolutely domineering way.
By blood contract, by blood relationship.
Gu Qingying could more or less feel the pain and the taste it brought when he was refining himself.
But she understood that the pain she felt was just the tiniest part of all the pain, nothing more.
Therefore, it is conceivable how deep the pain Gu Qingyang felt during that process.
However, just when Gu Qingying was involuntarily immersed in that kind of sadness, Gu Qingyang had already begun to think about ways to revive.
He knows that when facing the way of heaven.
Even though he resisted again and again.
But in the end, in order to implement the path he chose and to protect the most important people, he was still shackled in the murderous situation of heaven.
Moreover, the shackles were forged by his own hands. That was the magical power he created for himself.
Ghost Armor Technique.
This magical power is very strong and extremely extreme.
It is strong because it can force a dying person to stay in this world.
Moreover, on the basis of retaining its original strength, it can even improve its strength.
To be continued...