Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

"During my period of seclusion," Gu Xu looked into Zhao Yan's eyes and continued to instruct, "I don't need you to kill the enemy. I just need you to bluff as much as possible, conceal the fact that we are temporarily lacking top combat power, and let them Don't dare to act rashly.

“If they attack, don’t confront them head-on.

"Try to find ways to delay until I come out of seclusion."

Hearing his words, Zhao Yan did not pat her chest and agree. Instead, she pondered for a moment and said with a worried look: "I should be able to stop the enemies who are under the saints. But if they send the national master over -"

"——The Imperial Master is a gentleman with a bottom line," Gu Xu smiled, "He will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but will only find ways to capture us rebel leaders alive.

"If he really comes, you should say to him, 'Disciple of Hong Tieniu, has your master ever mentioned Xiao Changshou of Yaowang Sect in front of you?'"

"Hong Tieniu? Xiao Changshou? Who are these people?" Zhao Yandai frowned slightly, wondering.

"It's a long story," Gu Xu said, "I'll explain it to you in detail when I get out of seclusion.

"Also, if you encounter an enemy that you really can't deal with, just throw this seal on the ground in Liangzhou City and step on it hard."

"Throw it on the ground? Step on it twice?"

Zhao Yan lowered her head and stared at the seal in her hand. She couldn't feel any breath of extraordinary power on it, and her expression became more and more doubtful. She just felt that Gu Xu, a bastard, was becoming more and more mysterious as his strength increased.

"I'm asking you to take this time."

When the first ray of sunlight fell on the eaves in the morning, Gu Xu held his wife in his arms and gently smelled the fragrance of her hair.

"You should take care of yourself too."

Zhao Yan raised her head and kissed him gently on the corner of his lips.

In her charming eyes, Gu Xu clearly saw his own reflection.

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After Zhao Yan left, Gu Xu went straight to the secret room under the mansion.

Luo Chuan, Xu Man, and Zhao Changying are already waiting here.

"Emperor, the 'Yin Yang Wuji Deceiving Heaven Locking Spirit Array' you want is ready." When Gu Xu entered the room, Luo Chuan took the first step forward and cupped his hands with him.

"Thank you for your hard work." Gu Xu responded.

As Luo Chuan recited the incantation, points of light appeared one after another in the dark secret room, like thousands of stars, shining in the dark night.

Soon, these light spots became one.

The light and darkness in the secret room merged into one, turning into black and white smoke.

Like the yin and yang fish in the Tai Chi diagram, they rotate slowly in a specific rhythm.

At this time, Gu Xu had a subtle feeling in his heart: it was as if there was an invisible barrier between him and the world; he seemed to be in the wilderness, but his soul seemed to be drifting in the endless void.

He took a deep breath, walked to the center of the formation, and sat down cross-legged.

His consciousness slowly sank into the endless world of the netherworld.

The tall and majestic Yama Palace stood majestically in front of him, like a sleeping ancient beast.

The heavy door was tightly closed, and the surrounding wind was howling, swallowing up all the light, as if leading to an unknown dark abyss.

Gu Xu is no stranger to this hall.

He once followed the remnant soul of Emperor Ziwei here and saw the verdicts on the covers of the books of life and death of Chen Jisheng, Shi Xiaohan, Lu Shiyao and others.

"Who is coming?"

A loud voice came from inside the hall.

Like rumbling thunder, the entire hall trembled slightly.

Gu Xu knew that this was the voice of the King of Hell.

According to the description in the practice books, this is not the King of Hell who controls life and death in the real sense, but an obstacle formed by the great road of heaven and earth, a natural chasm on the road of practice.

He is like the monster guarding the treasure in myths and legends, blocking the adventure path of the warrior.

There are many ways to pass this level.

You can use tricks, you can use brute force, you can plead, you can deceive, you can set traps, you can trade... Every method is a manifestation of its own Tao.

If you successfully pass the level, you will be reborn and become a new saint.

But if it fails, the soul will be seriously damaged, and it will be difficult to improve in strength throughout life, or even the soul will be scattered and the body will die.

Gu Xu now has the simplest and most reliable way to break through the situation.

That is to tell the Lord of Hell directly, "I am Emperor Ziwei."

He believed that after hearing this, Lord Yama would definitely call all the ghost soldiers and ghost generals and invite him in respectfully.

After all, he swallowed the remnant soul of Emperor Ziwei and inherited the cause and effect of Emperor Ziwei. From the perspective of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he is truly the Emperor Ziwei. But Gu Xu didn't intend to do this.

Because he wanted to practice his own principles instead of going through the same path as Emperor Ziwei.

His dharma image appeared on his right hand side.

At this time, the Dharma image was no longer shrouded in fog, but revealed its true appearance - short hair, glasses, white T-shirt, and jeans, which were incompatible with this antique environment.

Gu Xu tilted his head to look at Fa Xiang, and Fa Xiang also tilted his head to look at Gu Xu.

There was a faint smile in the eyes behind the Dharma lens, which seemed to be a silent encouragement to Gu Xu.

Gu Xu stretched out his right hand, and Fa Xiang stretched out his left hand. The two hands overlapped in a tacit understanding and touched the cold and heavy door in front of him.

They don't have much strength in their hands.

But at this moment, the two doors, as well as the entire hall, began to shake violently.

Stones fell and dust flew.

The deafening roar echoed in the underworld for a long time, like a mountain collapsing and the earth cracking.

Suddenly, as if being grabbed by an invisible giant hand, the roof of the hall was lifted off, drawing an exaggerated arc in the air, and then hit the mountains in the distance heavily.

Cracks also began to appear on the walls of the main hall, which gradually expanded as the shaking intensified.

There was only a loud sound like an overwhelming sound, and the whole building collapsed in front of Gu Xu's eyes.

The broken columns, long stairs, and high seats were exposed to the gray sky.

There is no longer any figure of Lord Yama in the palace.

Only a gorgeous black brocade robe inlaid with gold patterns and a broken crown were left on the steps.

And Gu Xu's appearance also disappeared.

He knew that his true body and Dharma form had completely merged into one, becoming an indivisible whole.

"Rebellious."

"subversion."

"Restore order."

“Create the world again.”

Gu Xu crossed the threshold, walked around Hua Pao and Mian Qi, and walked up the dusty stone steps towards the high seat.

For others, transcending the world and becoming a saint is undoubtedly an insurmountable barrier.

But for him, it was a matter of course.

The only question is how he plans to get through this hurdle.

Since he traveled to this world, he has been cautious day and night. While desperately improving his strength, he is also trying to avoid risks, leverage his own strength, and try not to directly conflict with powerful enemies.

But today, he went against the norm and chose the simplest and most violent way to get promoted.

"Crush this obstacle."

If you go with the current, you die, if you go against the current, you live.

Although there are three thousand avenues in the world, these roads cannot help Gu Xu break the shackles of the prison and defeat Taishang Haotian.

Choosing them is tantamount to slow death.

He had to find another way and make his own way.

With this feeling in his mind, he slowly sat down on the seat that originally belonged to the Lord of Hell. He felt that it was cold, hard, and uncomfortable to sit on.

The remnant soul of Emperor Ziwei was once swinging back and forth on this chair with his legs crossed, like a carefree rich young man.

Gu Xu's sitting posture is upright and dignified.

At this moment, the earth of the Nether World began to tremble violently.

Huge granite stones emerged from the cracks in the earth and were quickly arranged to repair the damaged base of the hall under the guidance of invisible forces.

Later, the beams and towering columns that stretched across the head rose one after another, followed by the shining glazed tile roof.

The new hall was quickly built among the ruins, like a rapidly growing plant.

It is different from the original eerie and terrifying Yama Palace.

The new hall is majestic and magnificent.

Like a dazzling sunrise, rising slowly in the dark world of darkness, it is so dazzling that monsters and monsters dare not approach it.