Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

As we all know, ghosts have no tears.

Otherwise, when Xue Nu was eating red oil noodles with Gu Xu in the restaurant in Jingzhou, she should have been tortured by the chili to the point where her cheeks were flushed and she burst into tears.

"She's not crying, she's melting."

Kongxuan Sanren stared at Xuenv for a while, and came to such a conclusion solemnly.

After Lu Shiyao committed suicide by jumping off a cliff in Yishan, her body was already bloody and bloodless.

It was he who found her remnant soul.

While turning her into a ghost with the "Zhaoming Forbidden Technique", he also used the ice and snow of Yishan Mountain to restore her beautiful appearance during her lifetime.

The term "ice skin and snow skin" may be just a compliment written by literati when it is placed on other women; but for Xue Nu, it is the real thing.

Because of this, her appearance was fixed forever, and she lost her normal sensory perception.The broken soul has been sealed in a cold body for a long time, and it seems that it has gradually lost its emotional fluctuations.

Since it is ice and snow, there is a possibility of melting.

However, Kongxuan Sanren knew that Xuenv's melting was not due to the temperature outside, but because she was burning her soul.

In this battle, she already had the determination to die.

The tip of her pen first pointed to those Liangzhou people who were chasing Gu Xu.

I saw an ice wall several feet high running across between Gu Xu and the others in an instant, blocking them.

"My lord, get out of here quickly!" She used the Jinghong pen to transmit voice to Gu Xu's spiritual sense.

Gu Xu turned his head and glanced at her.

He saw her stepping on the flying snow, rising into the air again, her plain white dress curled like clouds, and her long hair was burning like a silvery white flame.

In the recent time of traveling together, Gu Xu has already appreciated her beauty from various angles.But she has never been as thrillingly beautiful as she is now.

Her eyes were filled with tears, like a rippling lake, reflecting the white world and Gu Xu's figure.

Under the effect of her powerful magic power, a thin layer of frost condensed on the bodies of Kongxuan Sanren's clones, and the movement of casting spells became slow.

"Go!" She urged again in her consciousness.

Gu Xu was in a complicated mood at the moment.

He saw the tear stains on Xue Nu's face, clearly felt her rapidly ascending aura, and also sensed her determination to return with the enemy.

He knew that she was burning her soul to gain the power to fight against Kongxuan Sanren for a short time, so as to buy time for him to escape.

"What an idiot." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

There are many clones of Kongxuan Sanren, and there must be countless ways to save his life.Even if Xue Nu burns her soul, she can completely wipe him out of this world.

Besides, facing the Kongxuan Sanren who is proficient in the way of cause and effect, even if Gu Xu can escape successfully, where can he escape?
The Kongxuan Sanren will find out his whereabouts sooner or later.

"Stop!" He shouted at Xuenv through sound transmission with his spiritual sense, "You won't be able to solve the problem by doing this!"

But Xue Nu didn't listen to his dissuasion this time.

Her gaze first swept over the people who had turned into ice sculptures, and then smiled faintly at Gu Xu.

Her smile is very shallow, but it gives people an amazing feeling, as if the ice and snow have just melted, the warm wind is blowing, and the green willows are spitting out new buds by the river bank.

Gu Xu suddenly understood that she burned her soul not only to save him, but also to atone for her crime of massacring the people.

Her nature has always been pure and kind.

When she realized that she had hundreds of lives on her hands, her heart was undoubtedly heavy and painful.

Death may be a relief to her.

It's just that maybe it's because he feels sympathy for her experience, or maybe it's because he's been used to her being by his side after traveling all the way these days.

Gu Xu didn't want to watch her disappear.

Just as Gu Xu was frowning, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind:
"So this time, do you need my help?"

This voice was exactly the same as his own, and undoubtedly belonged to that mysterious white-haired boy.

Gu Xu didn't respond to him immediately.

The white-haired boy's words reminded him that when he cut off the cause and effect from this world, the time for him to advance to the fifth realm was fully ripe—as long as he wanted, he could take this step at any time.

Successfully breaking through means that he will have a new authority.

"Time" and "Qiankun" both helped him get out of the predicament and find vitality when his life was at stake.

Perhaps this new authority will also be the key to breaking the situation today?
Taking advantage of Xuenv holding Kongxuan Sanren and those angry Liangzhou people temporarily, Gu Xu turned around and crawled into a corner, took a deep breath, stuffed the elixir prepared in advance into his mouth, and then closed his eyes.

The dim and lightless nether world appeared before him again.

The Wangxiang Terrace on the majestic and dangerous peak has been left far behind by him.

He strode forward along the road leading to the underworld, and soon came to a pavilion with a simple and strange shape.

This is a hexagonal pavilion with single columns and double eaves, with cornices upturned like flying.It is covered with black tiles, and it is decorated with many sculptures of hideous faces and various monsters and ghosts, glowing with dark red light.

Gu Xu knew that this pavilion was the legendary "Mengpo Pavilion".

Here, the practitioners will drink the Mengpo soup sent by Mengpo, let go of the burden and fetters of the world, and move one step closer to the goal of detachment.

But today, there is no Meng Po in the Meng Po Pavilion.

It was replaced by the white-haired boy who looked exactly like Gu Xu.

There is a spike on his left leg and right shoulder, piercing through his flesh and blood, and fixing him to the pillar of Meng Poting.

However, he smiled relaxedly, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Gu Xu noticed that the white-haired boy's figure was somewhat translucent at the moment—it didn't look like a living person, but more like an incorporeal ghost.

"You're finally here," the white-haired boy said leisurely, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense," Gu Xu walked straight in front of him, "You just tell me, which nail should I pull out for you this time?"

"Don't be so anxious," the white-haired boy said, "Why don't you be patient and listen to me first? I have a better way to help you solve the problem in front of you."

"By the time you finish speaking, Lu Shiyao is already dead."

As he spoke, he reached out and grabbed the nail on the white-haired boy's right shoulder.

"Don't pull this one!" The white-haired boy exclaimed.

It was the first time he saw Gu Xu acting so domineering in front of him, and he was caught off guard for a while.

"Then I pull out the other one?" Gu Xu let go of his hand, his eyes fell on the nail on his left leg.