Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 100
The "Golden Flood Spear", wrapped in golden and red light, charged towards Gu Xulong with an aura like a mountain and a sea.

At the tip of its sharp spear, it condenses the majestic true essence belonging to the cultivator of the fifth realm.

Although it is said that Gu Xu is a rare cultivation genius in the Daqi Dynasty, his true essence is much more vigorous than the monks of the same realm, and he also has a variety of ways to fight the enemy.

But the Tang Hui in front of him was three full realms higher than him after all.

His meager power was not worth mentioning in front of Tang Hui.

"I never imagined that the first fatal attack I suffered after entering this Lu family's haunted house was not from a ghost, but from my own kind!" At this moment, Gu Xu's mind came to mind. A very ironic thought.

Because the "Golden Flood Dragon Spear" was aggressive and extremely fast, it was too late to use the spell.

In addition, Gu Xu can also see that the gun of this "Golden Flood Spear" has the effect of locking the enemy's self-tracking - his half-hearted "Meteor Walking the Moon" movement technique cannot help him escape in this situation. .

As for Chu Fengge next to him, he stood there in a daze for a moment - other than calling "Master Si Shou help" through the "magic machine token", he couldn't think of any good way to make it happen in this short period of time. Save Gu Xu.

"Master Chief, why did you entrust me with such a difficult task?"

Chu Fengge thought about crying without tears, while pulling out the "Tiankui Sword" and slashing at Tang Hui, trying to distract Tang Hui and delay his movements.

But Tang Hui didn't care about Chu Fengge beside him.

His "impeachment token" automatically generated a golden barrier, blocking Chu Fengge's offensive.

"It seems that my 'substitute bracelet' that can withstand a fatal attack must be used here today." Seeing this scene, Gu Xu's expression became solemn.

However, at this moment, an unexpected thing happened.

The drawer of the desk suddenly "creaked" and opened by itself.

Immediately afterwards, those colorful flower notes flew out of the drawer at the speed of a star-shifting electric switch.

It seemed to turn into countless colorful butterflies, dancing around Gu Xu.

Although in front of the fierce guns of the "Golden Jiao Gun", these colored papers looked too fragile and seemed vulnerable.

But Gu Xu was surprised to find that Tang Hui's deadly blows were blocked by these delicate flower notes.

I saw that "Golden Flood Dragon Spear" suddenly stopped half a foot away from Gu Xu's chest.

It was as if he was stuck in a thick wall and could no longer move forward.

As for the surging spear intent, it suddenly reversed direction and poured back towards Tang Hui - like a flood that hit the dam heavily.

Tang Hui immediately staggered back ten steps, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, looking a little embarrassed.

Obviously, the backlash of the "Golden Flood Gun"'s gun intention caused him some injuries.

At the same time, those colorful flower notes also turned into countless fragments at this moment, like fine snow in early winter, falling leisurely under the pale starlight, like a dream.

The thoughts that the melancholy girl quietly recorded under the candlelight then disappeared and turned into dust.

Leaves no trace.

Gu Xu looked at the scattered pieces of paper on the ground, and said solemnly, "Thank you Miss Lu for saving your life."

He noticed that there were faint bloodstains on the surface of the shredded paper on the ground.

Obviously, Lu Shiyao's remnant soul had paid a small price to save him just now.

Hearing his words, "Jinghong Pen" Qi Ling said lightly, "Miss said that you were forced to be involved in these grievances and grievances because of her. If Tang Hui hurt you, she would feel very guilty."

Gu Xu pondered for a moment, then glanced at the Jinghong pen in the box, at the "Frost Melting" spell written on the paper, and at Tang Hui, who was pushed back to the corner, and said softly to himself: " Maybe this is the so-called cause and effect!"

He came to Lu's haunted house on this trip. He just wanted to break the curse for Chen Jisheng, and didn't want to get involved in the disputes of the past.

But now, Tang Hui has murdered him.

For an enemy who wants to kill him, Gu Xu will never be merciful.

By the way, he also took care of Lu Shiyao, but he had grievances back then.

Thinking of this, he reached out and held the "Jinghong Pen" in the box.

The pen is slender and smooth, neither light nor heavy, and feels just right in the hand.

The moment Gu Xu took out the "Jinghong Pen", an immortal image appeared in his field of vision——

A fairy with fluttering robes, standing on the top of the mountain, holding a pen in his hand, using the sky as paper, is painting wanton.

What flows from the tip of his pen is not ink, but auspicious clouds and countless birds.

Gu Xu had seen the portrait of this man on the documents.

He quickly recognized that this was the ancestor of the Lu clan in Qingzhou, who was known as the "Poem Immortal" and "Painting Saint", who once flew to the fairyland.

"The sky is the shore at the end of the sea, and I am the peak at the top of the mountain." Only the immortal could be heard chanting loudly.

In an instant, several surrounding mountains rumbled and collapsed.

As if after hearing his voice, he bowed his head and surrendered before him.

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After that, Gu Xu's eyes appeared the pictures of the past masters of "Jinghongbi", and saw the scenes of them fighting the enemy with poetic imagery.

Some of their works are unrestrained, some soft, some freehand, and some delicate.

There is the melancholy of "the flowers and shadows are chaotic, the sound of the warbler is broken", and there is also the indignation of "sucking the sea and weeping the rainbow, and the sword roaring the west wind".

Finally, he saw Lu Shiyao, who was walking alone in the garden in early spring.

The girl is slender and slender, wearing plain clothes fluttering in the wind, her pale face is almost bloodless, like a weak little white flower.

I saw her holding a "Jinghong Pen" and reciting in an ethereal and clear voice: "Bai Xue is too late for the spring, so she wears the trees in the garden to make flying flowers."

In an instant, heavy snow fell to the ground, dyeing the whole world a pure and flawless white.

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While seeing these pictures, Gu Xu also vaguely heard the voice of the "Jinghong Pen" tool spirit:

"After you become the master of 'Jinghong Pen', the first poem you think of will become a crucial spell for you in the future."

"The first verse..."

At this moment, Gu Xu thought of the Qingzhou Lu family, who had been annihilated in history, the tragedy of Tang Hui's wanton massacre in Lu's house, the snow girl of Yishan Mountain, the joys, sorrows and sorrows written by Lu Shiyao on the flower note, and the The phrase she recited at the poetry meeting "I am cool and lonely in the wind and the moon, and the four seasons are full of glory and smoke"...

He had an answer in his mind.

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His thoughts quickly returned to reality.

Although he experienced a long time in the illusion, in reality, it was only a short moment.

At this moment, he held the Jinghong Pen tightly in his hand and confronted Tang Huiyao.

Tang Hui stood by the wall and quickly repaired his injuries with his True Yuan, preparing to launch a second round of attacks on Gu Xu with the "Golden Flood Spear".

"It's not enough," Gu Xu calculated silently in his heart, "Even if I have the 'Jinghong Pen', my strength is still not enough to kill him."

He raised his head and looked at the tool spirit, as well as the green gauze cabinet bathed in starlight: "You will also make a move, right?"

Qi Ling smiled and said, "How dare I refuse to obey the master's order?"

The Bisha cabinet also shook slightly, giving Gu Xu a positive answer.

Afterwards, Gu Xu used the [Body of Inspiring Spirit] talent to try to communicate with the resentful souls left by the family members of the inland family in the Lu Zhai.

These wraiths are basically some unconscious remnants, and only one "Ghost Killing Talisman" can make them all disappear.

However, if all their powers are brought together, it is still not to be underestimated.

Soon, they smelled the breath of the "spiritual body" and gathered around Gu Xu.

"Lend me your strength," he said lightly, "I will avenge your revenge for you."

Hearing his words, the remnants of the Lu family's family members obediently gathered on the tip of the "Jinghong Pen".

Gu Xu could clearly feel their resentment towards Tang Hui.

Then, Gu Xu looked at Chu Fengge again: "Master Chu, can you lend me your True Yuan?"

Chu Fengge was stunned for a second, and suddenly remembered that Gu Xu had the ability to borrow the true essence of other monks through the "please spell".

In the fantasy world of "Wen Gu Hu", Gu Xu borrowed Ma Qin's true essence to kill the "Dream Eating Tapir".

"Okay." Chu Fengge agreed.

He was very curious as to what kind of means Gu Xu would use to deal with an enemy three levels higher than himself.

I only heard Gu Xu reciting "Please God Mantra" very quickly:

"The sky is clear, the earth is lingering, burn incense to pay respects to Lord Chu. Thousands of stars are shining brightly, and the sword is in hand to slay treacherous evil spirits. If there is an evil star that does not fall, the evil ghosts and ghosts will perish. The ghosts and spirits of Wanxing’s system are shocked. I offer the new order from the gods to descend to the mortal world to save the people.

It seems a bit embarrassing to use this "please spell" on a mortal monk.

But Chu Fengge didn't feel ashamed at all.

He even found it particularly pleasant to sound, more comfortable than his subordinates flattering him.

"It's really cool that this kid Gu Xu is praising me and begging me!" he thought silently.

There were some messy thoughts in his mind——

For example, "If I don't agree, will Gu Xu ask me again";
For example, "If I agree, will my real essence be drained by Gu Xu's kid?";
……

However, at this moment, Chu Fengge was surprised to find that Gu Xu's "please spell" was not a request, but an order!

When Gu Xu wanted to borrow his True Yuan, he could only agree, not refuse!

In other words, Gu Xu was basically "forcibly expropriating" his true essence!
"This...what's going on here?" Chu Fengge thought anxiously when the real essence in his body was rapidly draining, "That kid is clearly just a second-level cultivator, and his 'please spell' Why are you so arrogant?"

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Gu Xu did not notice the abnormal expression on Chu Fengge's face.

He was staring intently at Tang Hui in front of him.

When Chu Fengge's True Essence poured into him like a surging tide, he didn't know that he had forcibly requisitioned Chu Fengge's True Essence, but thought that Chu Fengge had agreed to his request.

"Just ants, do you think you can beat me like this?" Tang Hui squinted at Gu Xu, a crazy smile appeared on his face.

Gu Xu smiled lightly, too lazy to talk to him.

He raised the "Jinghong Pen" and waved it gently.

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at the same time.

Luo Jing, Headquarters of the Exorcism Division, Star Observatory.

Luo Chuan, the director of exorcism, sat cross-legged in front of the table.

In front of him, there was a simple bronze mirror.

Everything that happened to Gu Xu and Chu Fengge in the Lu family's haunted house surfaced in front of him.

When Luo Chuan saw that Gu Xu used the "please spell" to forcibly requisition Chu Fengge's true essence, there was a hint of fanaticism in his calm eyes.

"Ziwei's life style is really domineering." He sighed secretly.

Then, the frenzy in his eyes disappeared in a flash, and he returned to his former appearance as deep as an ancient well.

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Notes:

"Bai Xue thinks that the spring is late, so she wears the trees in the garden to make flying flowers." - Tang Han Yu, "Spring Snow"

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