Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 358 Seven Saints of Min Mountain
"Roar……"

The bull-horned tiger-lion beast landed on the ground, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, with a dark green light shining in its eyes, cold and ruthless.

The face of the black-robed guardian was as calm as water. It seemed that the massacre of the entire Wuyue Village this time was like sweeping away a group of ants, which was not of much interest to him.

"The black-robed guardian... your mount is really fast..."

A thick voice sounded.

In the dense forest, an old man leaning on crutches came out staggeringly.

When the black-robed guardian saw this person, his expression changed slightly, and he said, "So it's Old Gu... I never thought that the Ghost Gu Hall would send you here? It seems that this time, the Ghost Gu Hall is going It must be won."

Elder Gu was hunched, coughed a few times, and said slowly, "I'm getting old... such trivial things... No one in the ghost hall is willing to come, so the Gu master sent me Such an old thing, come to deal with..."

The black-robed guardian sneered coldly, and said: "Old Gu is too humble... When we were in conflict among the three religions, you, Mr. Gu, slaughtered three thousand black witch cultists with the power of one person. The method is brilliant and intimidating. I still think of it. It seems like yesterday."

This old Gu is an elder from the Ghost Gu Hall, no one knows how old he is, some say he has lived for 500 years, others say he has lived for thousands of years.

However, whenever I saw him, he always looked weak and weak, as if he was about to die at any moment, but after seeing him for so many years, he was still like this, and he was alive and well.

In the Ghost Gu Hall, apart from the Gu Master, the identity and background of this Gu Elder is extremely mysterious, and he does not participate in any affairs of the sect, but as soon as he appears, there will definitely be bloody tragedies, with cruel methods and magical techniques. Babel.

Back then, when the three religions competed for territory among the [-] mountains, the name of Elder Gu made people fearful. In the eyes of Jiangshu Sect and the Black Witch Sect, Elder Gu was the most terrifying.

According to legend, there was a time when five descendant masters of Jiangshu Sect joined forces to deal with Gu Lao. At that time, many people thought that Gu Lao would definitely not survive.

Who would have thought that one day later, Gu Lao disappeared, and the disciples of Jiang Shu Sect saw the corpses of five Shen Jiang masters in the mountains.

On Gu Lao's face, the skin was wrinkled like a ball of paper, and the layers of wrinkles were folded, and the original appearance of the facial features could no longer be seen clearly.

But he smiled faintly, and said slowly: "What happened back then has gone with the years... Now that we, the three religions, are united, we should join forces to deal with foreign enemies... Don't worry about the black-robed Dharma protector , not to mention... when that happened, the black-robed protector was probably still a crying baby in his swaddling baby?"

"You..." The face of the black-robed guardian changed, and then he took a deep breath, and said with a smirk: "Gu is old, but I still remember things clearly."

"Cough...cough cough..." Gu Lao covered his mouth with one hand and leaned on a cane with the other, coughing so much that his lungs were about to pop out of his mouth, it took him a long time to recover, and said lightly: "The black robe protector Just in the prime of life, why bother to laugh at me as an old man... Now that my body and bones are getting worse day by day, let alone the black-robed guardian, I am afraid that even the bull-horned tiger-lion beast under you can swallow me in one bite ..."

Although the old Gu said so, his face was indifferent, and he did not even look at the black-robed guardian, but stared at Wuyue Village not far away.

"Old thing." The black-robed guardian cursed inwardly, took a deep breath, and said, "All the disciples of Jiangshu Sect have arrived, why don't the leaders come?"

Gu Lao smiled and said: "You said that this Jiangshu Sect, who will send here?"

The black-robed guardian said: "There are so many disciples in Jiangshu Sect, ten times more than our Black Witch Sect and your Ghost Gu Hall. How would I know who they sent here?"

Gu Lao nodded slightly, his face was calm, and he didn't speak.

It seemed that to him, it didn't matter who came from the Jiangshu Sect, he just waited to be bored and chatted a few words with the black-robed guardian, otherwise, he was so strong that he didn't want to say a word.

The two waited quietly, while hundreds of believers behind them stood in a line and did not move rashly.

Not long after, I only felt a gust of wind sweeping out from the dense forest.

The billowing power is like the changing wind and cloud, wherever it goes, it shocks people's hearts.

"Here we come..." The black-robed guardian didn't turn his head, and said lightly.

Gu Lao followed suit and said, "This Jiangshu Sect is a big deal..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw only eight strong men, like gods descending from the mortal world, stepping on black clouds, their roaring voice seemed to cover the ten-mile radius of the sky.

The light suddenly became darker and much weirder.

Eight strong men appeared at the same time.

In Wuyue Village, Yang Xuanzi was surprised when he saw these eight people.

Among these eight people, some were missing an eye, some were missing an ear, some were missing a nose, some were missing half of their face, some were missing an arm, and even more exaggeratedly, some were missing a leg. Stand there on one leg.

Even so, the man standing on one leg had a sense of majesty emanating from his body. When people saw him, he couldn't laugh at him at all. He only felt a chill in his heart, as if there was a huge boulder pressing down on him. The chest is average.

There are two other people, it seems that the organs on their bodies are neat and tidy, and none of them are missing.

But those who understand know that of these two people, one is missing a tongue, and the other is missing a man's vital organ.

"To deal with a village that has no power to restrain the chickens, it is really exciting to mobilize the eight disabled gods of the Jiangshu Sect to come in person." Gu Lao said lightly.

Those eight people looked at Gu Lao at the same time, with a little surprise on their faces.

Among the sect of descending techniques, those who have mastered the head descending technique can be honored as "divine masters", but the five masters who were killed by Gu Lao back then were no weaker than the eight disabled masters.

However, five strong and powerful divine masters joined forces to deal with a sick old man, but none of them survived.

Elder Gu is really proud of his achievements. I am afraid that apart from the great wizard of the Black Witch Sect and the two famous Nanyang masters of the Jiangshu Sect, there is no one who can make him look down on him.

"I haven't seen you in 20 years, Mr. Gu... Are you here all right?"

The eight disabled gods spoke at the same time, speaking in unison, as if eight people were one.

Gu Lao coughed dryly twice, and said slowly: "Thanks to everyone... I am still alive, and I can survive for a few more years..."

When everyone heard the words, they all had black lines.

How many years?
Twenty years ago, when he saw Elder Gu, he said so.

Now that 20 years have passed, I don't know how many people with superb skills and supernatural powers have died, and he himself is not dead yet.

How many years can I survive this "several years"?
(End of this chapter)