Thunderbolt Lord of the Fairy Mountain

Chapter 171 Test
While thinking about this, Gucheng had already turned his attention to the last person, A Yi. Speaking of which, Gucheng is actually a very realistic and pragmatic person. He rarely cares about things that have nothing to do with him. He only cares about things that have nothing to do with him. Care about things related to him.

For example, now, once he is sure that the rights and responsibilities are useless to him, he will turn his eyes to Ah Yi without the slightest nostalgia. The moment he sees Ah Yi, Gucheng has a feeling of light in his eyes, and he is dressed in a very ordinary dress.

It seems that there is no difference between power and responsibility, but the loose long hair betrayed him.His hair was very rough, like bark, and it felt like it was tufted in pieces.This is a phenomenon that will only appear after experiencing wind and rain and going through many places.

Every person in the rivers and lakes is almost like this, the whole body is rough, as for those so-called delicate and smooth, it is just the result of natural restoration after the inner source reaches a certain level, if not, Gucheng is probably like this now .

This is a man who has experienced many vicissitudes, Gu Cheng secretly thought in his heart.

The way of the heart sword comes from the heart, the way of the palm, without a strong heart, it is impossible to practice the way of the heart sword that belongs to him, but if you want to have a strong heart that you can control, Either the talent is extraordinary, or the experience is extraordinary.

And these two, the former one is like the moon in the water, the flower in the mirror.As for the latter, after experiencing setbacks and vicissitudes, most people have actually died, especially in the arena where the death rate is particularly high, the probability of death is even more terrifying.

As for those who did not die but survived, they would not only become powerful men, but also unparalleled masters. Wanting such a person to worship him as a teacher and follow him to learn the so-called way of the Heart Sword is actually just a dream.

Therefore, just now, the words spoken by several people made him feel a little moved, but he knew that this was just an extravagant wish. It was too difficult, too difficult, too difficult to find someone who could inherit his swordsmanship. .

Looking at Ah Yi in front of him, Gu Cheng thought he was wrong.

How could it be possible, how many times of life and death, love and hatred, love and hatred, can one pair of such-and-such, light as still water, but burning like fire eyes be born.

Maybe only he himself knows how much emotion and sadness are contained in those eyes, but Gucheng can already confirm that the person kneeling in front of him is really suitable for inheriting his own way of swordsmanship.

What a blind cat meets a dead mouse!
This matter, even Gucheng himself sighed a little, it is really.
I am satisfied in my heart, but I can't speak out.After all, what is suitable is not necessarily the best, the most important thing is to pay attention to your love and my willingness, the result of fate!
He nodded, shook his head again, waved his hand, and signaled the three of them to stand up first.

Seeing Gucheng's actions, Quanshi calmed down his expression. At this moment, he also thought clearly. Everything Gucheng did was reflected in his eyes. He knew that things were not as easy as imagined.

Maybe just now, that little silver-white beast was just a joke.It's not impossible, otherwise, there is no way to explain it. At this moment, Gucheng still looks expressionless.

The three turned their heads to look at each other, some shook their heads, some nodded, and they couldn't settle down in an argument, two opposite results.

Seeing that he had already given the signal, the three of them still did not move, and Gu Cheng didn't say anything more.He waved his hand and said, "If you want to be a teacher, you need to pass the test!"

"No opinion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold light seemed to shoot out from Gucheng's eyes, which was especially obvious in this dark and quiet night, and there was a flash of light in the void.

"No no!"

Several people in power and responsibility bowed their heads quickly, and said with a smile, your old man has said so, how dare you have an opinion!
Besides, if you have an opinion, you dare not say it!
After hearing the answers of several people, Gucheng ignored their inner thoughts. It was none of his business. All he wanted was that they didn't object. As for the others, he didn't care or care.

Closing his eyes and meditating, his eyelids drooped slowly, covering his dark pupils. When Gu Cheng closed his eyes, his whole demeanor seemed to be relieved in an instant.

It became extremely fierce, but mixed with an unusual sense of illusion, just like the long sword on his back.

In the words of Xinzi, everything is like this!
Putting two fingers together, pointing out with one finger, it seems slow, but in an instant, it has already landed on the foreheads of the three people, and a phantom passed by, forming a straight line.

Boom!
Quan Li felt an explosion in his head, and in an instant, he lost consciousness, and his whole mind fell into chaos and confusion.

When I opened my eyes again, there were shouts on the side of the road, there were sellers of buns, tea, small toys, and even some jugglers performing.

Scenes poured into his mind, surging, but the scene in front of him, for some reason, made Quan Dui feel inexplicably familiar.

When did you see it?
Quan Zhu stretched his eyes, and tapped his aching head, when did it happen?

Confused, Quan and Responsibility began to walk slowly, stepping on the hard road, making a sound of trampling.

Once, once, it spread to his heart, which made him a little upset, so he simply raised his head, wanting to see how the sun was setting.

But the imagined Hao Ri didn't see it, but what he saw was a splash of blood red.

"Blood Dark Mist?"

Quan Zuo shouted in horror, and at the same time, nightmare-like memories began to flood in like a tidal wave. He was unable to resist the turbulent waves.

The pupils dilated, and the whites filled the entire eyes, shrinking the darkness into a point, which looked no thicker than a needle.

"Father!"

Scenes surged through his mind, and his expression of power and responsibility changed drastically. He ran as if he were running home, using all his strength.

The image of his father dripping with blood kept flashing before his eyes, there is still a chance, it hasn't happened yet, it's okay, it's okay.

Power and responsibility comforted himself over and over again, sweat dripped down his temples, but he seemed tireless.

run, run!

The sweat all over his body witnessed how much he cared about his father. Because he cared, he couldn't face the scenes and the blood.

He wants to change, to change the coming ending.

He didn't want his father to die.

Hoo hoo~~~
The sound of heavy breathing mixed with the sound of the wind beside him, blowing continuously, his footsteps became weaker and weaker, and the blood-red mist that he began to look up gave him a sense of motivation again.

Run, keep running!
It's like a race against time. As long as he wins, he can save his father. If he loses, he can save his father.
He didn't dare to think about losing, and he didn't want to think about it.

He only wants his father to live.

(End of this chapter)