Start with the gods

Chapter 160 Methods
"Everyone, be careful!" The three elders standing behind Chong Ran immediately changed their expressions and exclaimed in surprise, their hands lit up with the light of magic weapons, and they took a cautious defensive posture.

However, Guo Yu didn't have time to talk nonsense with them now, so he came in front of them in an instant, and the black mist that filled his body completely enveloped the area, drowning their figures.

"Bang bang bang..." Next, although everyone in the hall couldn't see the figures clearly, the sound of fierce collisions was clearly heard by everyone, making their hearts beat violently along with these sounds.

"What a terrifying cultivation base!"

Mrs. San Miao, who was standing below watching the battle, frowned when she saw this, her eyes were shining brightly, and she sighed to Jin Ping'er beside her: "Ping'er, Yun'er's biological father is really not simple, his cultivation level is only higher than that of being a teacher. Low, I guess even the Poison God and Ghost King can't compare to them."

"Yes, Master." Jin Ping'er nodded, and said in agreement: "I didn't think that his current cultivation would be so tyrannical."

After a while, with a violent tremor in the black mist, three beautiful young women shot backwards from the black mist, and smashed heavily into the crowd of Hehuan sect disciples in the center of the main hall, causing waves of confusion and shock. call.

All three of them spewed blood, staining most of their skirts red, and their breathing was extremely weak. They were lying on the ground and gasping for breath. They were obviously seriously injured and could no longer pose a threat.

And Guo Yu dissipated the black mist of evil spirit around him, flew back to the place where he was standing just now, looked directly at Mrs. Sanmiao, and said, "Madam, now, it shouldn't be difficult for you to deal with it, right?"

"Okay!" Mrs. Sanmiao applauded softly, and said with a coquettish smile, "Mr. is indeed an unrivaled master in the Blood Refining Hall, and his cultivation level is truly astonishing."

"Madam, thanks." For the purpose of hiding his identity, although Guo Yu couldn't fully display his strength, after all, his own cultivation level was much higher than these three elders, so it didn't take much effort to take them down.

But what he wanted to hear at the moment was not Mrs. Sanmiao's flattering words. He turned his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Madam, can you tell me the way to save the little girl now?"

Hearing this, Mrs. San Miao straightened her face and said solemnly: "After careful consideration, I think there may be only one way to successfully treat Yun'er."

"What method?" Guo Yu asked urgently.

Mrs. Sanmiao didn't try to trick her again, and said directly: "Yun'er's soul is damaged, and ordinary Taoism doesn't work for her at all. Only by finding practitioners who practice ghostly techniques to gather her soul together can she be fully restored. Recover without leaving any hidden dangers."

"Ghost practitioners..." Guo Yu muttered to himself in a trance.

At this time, the complexion of Jin Ping'er next to him changed, and he asked, "Master, do you mean that only the mysterious Mr. Ghost from the Ghost King Sect can save Yun'er?"

"That's right." Mrs. Sanmiao said with seriousness on her face, "Among the people I know, this is indeed the only one who practiced ghost art, and his cultivation is unfathomable."

After getting the exact answer, Jin Ping'er's face became extremely ugly. The relationship between Ghost King Sect and Hehuan Sect was not harmonious, and if he wanted to ask other people's offerings, how could he not pay the price.

Most importantly, if Mr. Gui is unwilling to help, then she really has nothing to do with him, how can Jin Ping'er not be worried about this.

"Hey!" Mrs. Sanmiao sighed softly when she saw this, and comforted her softly: "Ping'er, go and try it, maybe Mr. Ghost will agree to help you. As my direct disciple, I believe the King of Ghosts will treat you. I will also give some thin noodles."

"If that's the case, then stop talking so much nonsense, I'll take her there now." Guo Yu snorted coldly, reached out and took the little girl out of Jin Ping'er's arms.

Jin Ping'er was startled, and said: "You think it over clearly, is that the Ghost King's sect?"

"So what about the Ghost King School?" Guo Yu twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "It's not a dragon's pond or a tiger's lair, so what's the fear of going there?"

Let's just say, step on one foot, and in an instant, he sprang out of the palace gate, cut through the sky, and disappeared in the dim night.

"Master, I'm going too." Jin Ping'er bowed slightly to Mrs. Sanmiao, jumped out of the hall, and followed Guo Yu closely, leaving Mrs. Sanmiao's beautiful eyes staring at the night sky.

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The bright moon was in the sky, and the cold wind was blowing. Under the blowing of the night wind, the two figures shuttled rapidly between the continuous mountains, and when they reached a flat land in the middle of the cliff, they stopped slowly.

Guo Yu turned around slowly and looked at Jin Ping'er, who was breathing a little shortly, and sighed softly: "It's been so many years, I never thought it would be like this when we meet again!"

Jin Ping'er stretched out her jade hand, gently pushed the messy strands of hair from her temples behind her ears, and said with an extremely complicated expression: "I didn't expect that, I thought we would never meet again in this lifetime."

Guo Yu was stunned, not knowing what to say for a while, after a moment of silence, he asked quietly, "How have you been these past few years?"

Jin Ping'er was taken aback, her pretty face looked extraordinarily charming under the shining moonlight, she came back to her senses, looked at the little girl in Guo Yu's arms, and smiled softly: "It's okay, at least it's not boring. "

Seeing this, Guo Yu couldn't help lowering his head and glanced into his arms. He saw the little girl sleeping very peacefully, with the corners of her mouth pursed slightly. She looked really cute, and she couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What's her name?"

"Yueyun, her name is Jin Yueyun." Jin Ping'er said firmly.

"Good name." Guo Yu gave a soft compliment, but after that, he didn't know what to say, and fell into silence.

In the end, it was Jin Ping'er who couldn't bear it anymore, and broke the calm first, and said, "Are you really determined to go to the Ghost King School?"

"What do you think?" Guo Yu raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Jin Ping'er frowned, and said with a serious expression: "I know we have to go, but I still hope you can think clearly about the danger in this matter. My master has no good intentions."

"I see."

Guo Yu smiled and said, "Your master, Mrs. Sanmiao, is a hero of the generation. If you deal with her, if you don't pay attention, you will fall into her schemes.

The reason why she asked me to find Mr. Ghost was because I was Yun'er's father, and she wanted to take advantage of this relationship to win me over.

On the other hand, I am afraid that if Mr. Ghost does not agree to this matter, then I will inevitably have a conflict with Ghost King Zong. With my cultivation level, even if Ghost King Zong can beat me, he will definitely suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, no matter whether my trip is successful or not, it will be beneficial to her, and she will not suffer any disadvantages. "

Jin Ping'er asked in a deep voice: "Since you know all about it, you still decide to go? You must know that the Ghost King Sect may already be the number one sect in the holy religion. come back alive."

Guo Yu stared straight at Jin Ping'er with a cold look in his eyes, and asked coldly, "Why, you don't want to go?"

Jin Ping'er didn't speak, and continued to stare at Guo Yu for a while, then suddenly the corner of his mouth curled into a soft smile: "It seems that you are still qualified to be Yun'er's father."

Guo Yu was startled, and instantly realized that what Jin Ping'er had said was all to test his determination.

(End of this chapter)