In the Demon Suppression Division, the Iron-Cutting Sword Technique is perfected

The martial arts arena was empty and deserted, with only Gu Cheng's voice, neither humble nor arrogant, echoing for a long time.

He clasped his hands together, staring at the towering stone statue with a sharp gaze, an invisible edge surging in it.

After a moment, the originally blurred face of the stone statue seemed to be given life by time, and a smile slowly emerged:

"Haha, I didn't expect that after two hundred years, this Yunzhou land actually produced such a brilliant and brilliant spiritual genius like you, it's really interesting!"

There was a trace of relief in the old voice, and two brilliant lights suddenly appeared in the eyes of the stone statue, as if a sleeping dragon opened its eyes.

Gu Cheng only felt a flash of green light in front of his eyes, and the next moment, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a green Taoist robe stood in front of him with his hands behind his back.

The wide Taoist robe fluttered without wind, as if an invisible aura isolated him from the surrounding world.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked about fifty years old, with a handsome face and a tall figure. His every move revealed a sense of immortality and a sense of transcendence.

Although it was just a projection of divine thoughts, Gu Cheng knew it clearly in his heart.

The person in front of him was the peerless strongman who killed the evil dragon with a sword two hundred years ago and was famous in Tianshui - Venerable Qinglian!

After the battle with the old dragon king, Venerable Qinglian disappeared. Everyone thought that he was seriously injured and had died long ago.

Now it seems that things are probably not that simple.

While Gu Cheng's thoughts were surging, the phantom of Venerable Qinglian was also looking at him carefully.

A pair of deep eyes like black jade seemed to contain a sharp edge that could see through everything, which made Gu Cheng's heart tremble, as if everything about him was seen through by the other party.

"Tsk tsk, the young are formidable, the young are formidable..."

The middle-aged Taoist stroked his beard, his tone was full of admiration and a hint of regret:

"Not only did you practice the three methods together, but you also cultivated to such a level. Even when I was young, I was far inferior to you."

"Alas, it's a pity that you have joined the Demon Suppression Division, and I can't get away now, otherwise I would definitely rush back to Yunzhou and accept you as my disciple!"

"Your Excellency is too kind."

Gu Cheng politely cupped his hands, seemingly calm on the surface, but he was a little nervous in his heart.

The heart that had been a little inflated due to the sudden increase in strength before, also restrained a little after facing such a top powerhouse.

He calmed down and asked tentatively:

"Everyone says that you died in the past, and you left a legacy for this, but now it seems that things are not so."

"And from what the Venerable said just now, the reason why you disappeared in Yunzhou in recent years, could it be that you went to some extremely faraway place?"

"Oh, you are smart, but this matter is a long story..."

The Venerable Qinglian sighed and told his experience in the past.

Perhaps it was because he cherished talent, or because Gu Cheng's humble attitude made him feel good, the Venerable Qinglian was very easy-going with Gu Cheng, and he did not have the airs of a senior master at all.

After listening to the other party's story, Gu Cheng also roughly understood the ins and outs of the matter.

It turned out that two hundred years ago, the Venerable Qinglian was seriously injured after a hard battle with the old Jiao King, and he knew that his time was coming.

He couldn't bear to lose his lifelong skills, so he left two inheritance treasure houses.

However, when the inheritance treasure house of the Falling Star Lake, that is, the mausoleum he prepared for himself, was about to be completed, a mysterious "master" who traveled here accidentally discovered this place.

This master's strength is unfathomable. With just one pill, he cured the injuries of the Venerable Qinglian and brought him back to the peak.

But in exchange, the Venerable Qinglian must follow this master to the [Thousand Swords Mountain] in "Yanzhou" to guard the Sword Pavilion there for four Jiazi to repay his life-saving grace.

"Four Jiazi... Isn't that two hundred and forty years?"

Gu Cheng was secretly surprised in his heart. Isn't this equivalent to being poached and running to be a "security guard" for others...

In the Great Yan Jiuzhou, Yanzhou is located in the northeast, facing Yunzhou in the southwest.

With such a long distance, it is no wonder that the Venerable Qinglian disappeared.

Moreover, a strong man in the half-step Xuandan realm was only used as a security guard.

How powerful is this Thousand Swords Mountain?

Venerable Qinglian seemed unwilling to discuss the matter in depth. He changed the subject and smiled heartily, with a hint of ridicule in his tone:

"Little brother, it is fate that you can find the inheritance treasure house I left behind.

It is a pity that I was lucky enough to survive, and this most precious spiritual sea inheritance was not left here. How about it, do you feel a little disappointed?"

Gu Cheng laughed dryly twice, but his heart was calm.

It is like an emperor who is about to die, but suddenly has a last burst of light. How can he be willing to hand over the country that he values ​​most?People?

The eyes of the Qinglian Master were like torches, as if he saw through his thoughts, and suddenly he laughed out loud:

"Haha, little brother, don't be disappointed. Since we are destined to be together, how can I let you go back empty-handed?"

After saying that, the Taoist priest in green waved his sleeves, stretched out his palm, and grabbed the stone statue behind him.

Boom——

The nearly ten-foot-tall human-shaped stone statue suddenly collapsed, turning into a sky of rubble and splashing out, but turned into powder in mid-air, only a stream of light broke through the air and fell steadily into the hands of the Qinglian Master.

It was a crystal ball about the size of a fist, crystal clear, with a hideous black dragon sealed inside.

The dragon head had sword horns, and its body was coiled, with its eyes closed, as if it had fallen into an endless sleep.

Looking closely, the appearance of this dragon was exactly the same as the demon shadow on the demon core of the second dragon!

"This is..."

Gu Cheng's breathing stagnated. The terrifying demon contained in this crystal ball was several times stronger than the previous Spiritual Sea Realm Demon Core!

"This is the [Superb Demon Servant] that I refined with the soul of the evil dragon..."

The Venerable Qinglian stroked the crystal ball, and a touch of reminiscence flashed across his eyes:

"It's a pity that it was interrupted by the old dragon king before it was completed. Now it can only be regarded as a semi-finished product."

He paused, tossed the crystal ball in his hand to Gu Cheng, and said solemnly:

"With your peak Xiantian Realm spiritual cultivation, you can completely refine this Spiritual Sea Demon Servant.

The matching demon servant sacrifice method, I have integrated it into this crystal ball, I hope you can complete the unfinished business for me."