In Huling City, in the Immortal Art Palace, Qian Er sat there, his eyes closed and motionless, as if he had been obsessed with the mystery of the yin and yang of heaven and earth.

The sunset shines into the Immortal Art Palace, making the Immortal Art Palace look extremely peaceful.

After a while, someone came in. It was Wu Zhen. He was the grandson of Wu's father in Huling City. At this time, his cultivation was all over his body. When his fists and feet passed, he felt that all things were destroyed.

Like his grandfather, he thought that this Huling was his home and did not like to use magic weapons. He believed that any magic weapon was an external object, and only the strength of the original body was truly powerful.

He came to the Immortal Art Palace, found a seat, and then, not long after, another person came in. The man was named Shi Qiu. He had been practicing on Zuling Mountain. After entering the Immortal Art Palace, he saw Wu Father sitting there and sat next to him.

Immediately afterwards, some of the lower generations of disciples came in, and they all sat in the back row. Over the years, Huling City has trained many disciples themselves. Some of them have signed up for themselves as Huling people, while others have hidden their origins and only focus on realizing the heart of heaven. Some even become generals in other countries or guarding Chengguan to achieve enlightenment.

There are not many people who can come back in a short time, most of whom are practicing in Huling City

After a while, someone came in. Jingjing Tingting, it was Xi Nu. Beside her, there was a Jingxiu little palace maid who was the disciple she had accepted in recent years, named Dan Tai Mingyue.

She sat behind Xinu, but her eyes were sharply looking at some people in the Immortal Art Palace, while those young monks were still looking at Dan Tai Mingyue from time to time.

After a while, the sunset shining at the door suddenly became a little wet. A little girl walked in with her legs bare feet. There were a few golden-red fish scales on his forehead. She was no one else. It was the koi that had been named the Dragon King by Qingyang. By chance, after walking up the sea, the name of Li Jin, who came here, was named Li Jin. Now the image in the temple is a half carp and half human body. The temple has also been changed to Jinlong Temple. When she came in, she came with a series of wet cool breeze and a string of crisp laughter.

She sat down, and not long after, some people walked in, but each of these people looked a little weird, including old people, children, ordinary people, and rich people, but they all sat on the side of Li Jin because they were not humans, but demons.

They were peace-loving demons who settled in Huling City, and were all summoned at this time.

The sunset is setting, and the sky and the earth are dark.

"Someone wants to be unfavorable to Huling. I have sent Gu Han. She is on the way back. As for Thirteen, I cried my father in Xingguan. It is coming in an instant. This time, someone wants to attack us Huling City. We must let them know that Huling City is the same as before, no one can destroy it."

The person who spoke was Qian Er. This time he also called everyone here. For many years, some people have discussed when Qian Er would die, but after so long, he is still alive and becomes more and more mysterious.

Gu Han was sitting in a restaurant in the city at this time. In front of her was her niece Gu Xunling. There were two swords on the table. They didn't look like aunts and nephews, but like sisters.

Some people walked around them, all of them were mortals, and occasionally some incomparable monks were mixed together.

This restaurant has three floors, and they are sitting on the third floor. Many people in the building are peeking at them from time to time. But the two of them are as if no one is there. After a while, a waiter brings tea, and there is a bottle of wine.

Gu Han poured a cup for himself, tilted his head and drank it, savored it carefully, and then said, "It's average, it's not good or bad."

"Aunt, didn't you say that Grandpa Qian'er wrote to us to go back as soon as possible. Is anyone unfavorable to our Huling? Why are you still here to drink?"

Gu Han put down his wine glass, looked at the crowd walking outside the window, and said slowly: "Someone wants to deal with our Huling, then they must know who is outside and who is inside our Huling."

"Aunt, you mean they must know that you are not in Huling." Gu Xunling said with his agile eyes narrowed and said, "Then, will he intercept us?"

Gu Han just poured another glass of wine and drank it slowly.

Suddenly, a man next to him who looked like a rich man came over and said, "Two girls, there is a pot of high-quality wine here, and I want to give it to the two girls for a compensation."

Gu Xunling looked up and saw a rich young man who smiled very gently. He only heard her say, "I smile like a flower. In my aunt's mouth, all kinds of wine are just ordinary."

"Aunt?" The rich young man was just a little stunned, and then smiled, "That's because he didn't meet a real good wine. I see that both girls are real people who love wine, so I can't help but take out this jar of wine."

"You should save money. I have heard a lot of this, and your excuse is not new at all." Gu Xunling said bluntly.

The rich young master smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Since that's the case, then I won't disturb you."

From beginning to end, Gu Han didn't say anything, let alone take a look.

For a moment, Gu Xunling seemed to be thinking that he might be intercepted on his way back to Huling, and he was in a deep mind.

"Relax." Gu Han suddenly said.

"The spiritual power of a person is a process of constant change, but there will be no change in a short period of time. The spells are different, because everyone's spells will be affected by the mood of casting the spell at that time and external factors."

"The stimulation of thoughts in the mind will make a certain magic more powerful, but it may also be distracted by the mind and distracted, and cannot exert its normal strength. As for the external changes in heaven and earth, many magical magic power is manifested by the heaven and the power of heaven and earth. These applications depend entirely on one's heart. Therefore, we practitioners must be calm. Although calmness cannot allow us to surpass our normal strength, it will at least not be inferior to our normal strength. What's more, we practice concentrating the Dharma. Just like this glass of sake drinks into our stomachs, there is a surging heat rising. Those resentment, fear, and worries should be like a glass of sake, which will turn into a warm air in the belly, and should not make it a chaotic poison."

Gu Xunling listened, although he had not had such a personal experience, he also kept this in his heart.

"Your Highness once said that when he came out of reincarnation, his soul had not returned, but Huling City was in danger. At that time, he was worried, but it was precisely because of this feeling that the Dharma that could not be practiced was carried out."

"It's the Nine Night Sky Thunder Curse?"

"Well, although the sky thunder fell from the nine heavens, it arises from the heart and comes out of the mouth, and forms a curse." Gu Han said. Gu Xunling nodded. She knew that this was her aunt teaching her. However, at this moment, she suddenly heard her aunt say coldly: "It's time to come out after listening for so long."

As soon as she said this, the short sword in her hand was unsheathed, the sword roared like a zither, and it passed through the void. Gu Han's body was like a butterfly through the flower, bringing up a phantom. The sword passed through a void, and only a chuckle sounded from the void, and a shadow floated out of the restaurant. But at the moment when the shadow was about to leave the window, the sword light had already passed through his body, and blood splashed on the wall, and he screamed.

"Gu Han, don't be proud. Today is your death date. You Huling will perish together." The shadow said hatefully, but Gu Han sneered and said, "I only know that now is your death date.

Her body was like a sword, stabbing out, chasing out of the restaurant, and heard a scream from afar, and then Gu Xunling's eyes burst into tears. Her aunt had already sat back, returned to the sheath of the sword, let out a faint sword roar, poured down a glass of wine, and drank it slowly, as if she had never left.
Chapter completed!