dark.

In the quiet darkness, Gu Qingshan opened his eyes.

He saw a man squatting in front of him.

This is an old face.

Time has left too many traces on this face, making people wonder how many winds and frosts the owner of this face has experienced in the world.

The old man raised his index finger between his lips and made a move to silence him.

Gu Qingshan cooperated and remained silent, without making any moves, nor spoke.

The ancient spiritual turtle and Xie Guhong's jade disc brought him into this place, so he retained the most basic trust in the environment in front of him.

He looked at the other party and sent a voice to him, "Dare you ask who you are?"

"Let's go out first before talking." The old man also sent a message.

Gu Qingshan looked around and found himself lying in a military camp.

Everyone in the entire military camp fell into a deep sleep, only the old man in front of him stared at him with bright eyes.

The old man seemed to have been waiting for his arrival.

Gu Qingshan followed the old man and took out the military camp one after another.

Under the night, the two of them flew quickly in the jungle.

“Where are we going?”

Gu Qingshan asked with divine thoughts.

"We have to speed up leaving this military camp." The old man responded.

"Okay, you are ahead, I'll follow you." Gu Qingshan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man immediately flew to him and began to lead the way.

Gu Qingshan's brows were slightly loose.

From the old man, he felt the irresistible spiritual pressure.

It seems to be similar to Xie Guhong.

In other words, this is a great monk from ancient times.

The two flew all the way.

Half a stick of incense has passed.

The two finally passed through countless jungles, crossed the mountains, and arrived at the beach.

The sea is magnificent and the waves are ups and downs.

The moon emerges from the sea, and a layer of white frost is scattered on the sea surface, and is broken into jade chips by the rippling waves.

The old man slapped the storage bag and took out a flying boat.

“Check it.”

He finally spoke.

"You are--" Gu Qingshan asked in confusion.

"This flying boat can go to the sky, float in the sea, and shuttle through the seabed. It has thirty-six levels of hidden magic arrays that are completely different. As long as the spirit stones continue to be extinct, it is enough to ensure that you will not be discovered in the recent period." The old man said.

"There are countless insights and practice methods on the flying boat, which you can learn from."

Gu Qingshan asked, "But why should I hide from the sea?"

The old man said: "Because this is our carefully designed ghost of the times, which records the most desperate and darkest period of the war between the human race and the evil monsters."

"In the next few months, the entire human race will be in a state of gradually destruction."

"And the gods are staring at the human race at this time and will not go to the sea easily, so as long as you stay away from the land when you pass the tribulation and try to be careful, there will be no big problems."

The old man took out another jade plate and handed it to Gu Qingshan.

Gu Qingshan took it and saw two words engraved on the jade plate: Kun Liu.

The jade plate seemed to sense something, and suddenly crawled into Gu Qingshan's arms.

Gu Qingshan hurriedly captured him.

I saw that the jade plate was already spliced ​​with the other two jade plates in his arms, emitting a faint light of inspiration.

Now he has three jade plates, including Qian Jiu and Kun Liu.

Gu Qingshan felt quite incredible that he got this jade plate so easily.

The old man looked at his expression and quickly understood his thoughts.

The old man explained: "In ancient times, we used hexagram skills to calculate the only thing, that is, if someone passes the level of Linggui and Xie Guhong, he will inevitably encounter a dangerous assassination."

"We designed this ancient ghost of the times for this."

"At this time, the entire world's human race is in destruction, and you are hidden in the sea by us, and no one can detect your existence from any clues."

"The only thing you have to do is to work hard to improve your cultivation so that you can survive the ghost of the next era."

"At least you have to reach the realm of the Ming God, your jade plate will be activated and will take you to the next era of ghost shadow."

"Xuanling, Ranxing, Guiyuan, Mingshen..." Gu Qingshan murmured, unable to help but say, "What if I haven't reached the level of Mingshen?"

The old man shook his head and said, "If you have not reached the realm of the Ming God and cannot survive the ghost of the next era, then you can only stay in this world forever, either break through, or be discovered by gods and monsters, and then killed."

Gu Qingshan sighed, "I will work hard to improve my level."

The old man nodded and quickly pinched out a complicated set of handprints with his hands.

"Luckily you didn't talk to anyone so I can perfectly cover up the traces you made in this world," he said.

"There is also such a method? Even gods and monsters cannot be found?" Gu Qingshan asked.

The old man continued to cast the magic seal and said, "Yes, this method is called soul-retraction. We have used various methods to verify it and will never expose our whereabouts."

"Only a monk like me who possesses the magical power of hiding heaven and earth can activate his soul and retract his feet to the maximum extent by burning his life and soul."

Gu Qingshan said: "You have such supernatural powers and should be able to avoid all the gods and monsters. Why do you do this?"

The old man said lightly: "All my relatives have been eaten up by monsters. My sect, my friends, everything about me has been destroyed by them. Where will I go?"

The old man's hand trick suddenly settled.

He looked up at Gu Qingshan and said deeply: "The Heavenly Sword is the only hope."

"Boy, you must not fail, you will entrust your future to you."

His spiritual power suddenly poured into his hand gesture, and the magic trick was completed immediately!

Pang--

The old man burst into blood mist and was blown away by the whistling sea breeze.

But a layer of inspiration wrapped around Gu Qingshan, then turned around in the wind and blew towards the road when the two of them came.

In Gu Qingshan's divine thoughts, the spiritual light continued to follow the path they walked towards the military camp.

Legend has it that after a person dies, he will take away all his footprints along the places he walks, leaving no traces in the end.

This is the soul's feet.

The old man waited for tens of thousands of years in this ghost shadow in time and space just to help a later generation cover up his whereabouts.

He was just waiting for the moment of his death.

Gu Qingshan was silent for a long time, clasped his fists into the void and said, "Don't worry, senior, I will never fail."

He flew far away in the depths of the sea in a flying boat.

Time passes slowly.

After twenty breaths.

In the military camp.

A figure suddenly appeared.

A god with golden light burning between his eyebrows.

He spread his hands open and stared at the ancient coins in his hand.

The ancient coins remain motionless.

The god showed an unexpected look.

He pondered, suddenly flew into a barracks and reached out to lightly point a sleeping monk's forehead.

The monk died immediately.

Countless lights and shadows flowed quickly through the gods' pupils.

In a moment, the gods finished reading the monk's memory.
To be continued...