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Chapter 207 Liansheng 32

Guo Yu restrained his breath and approached slowly. When he finally stood not far from the door of the room at the end of the passage in the main hall, Liansheng32 was still talking about the difference between Taoism and demons.

Guo Yu didn't choose to go in right away, but stood there listening for a while, and nodded secretly. Although the purpose of Liansheng32's words was impure, they made sense.

"The gate of the mountain is opened, and the troubles in the world will inevitably come again. Calculating carefully, the time for my departure will probably be approaching..."

After a while, Master Liansheng finally finished his brainwashing remarks, and sent out his seductive words to Ning Que and the others, saying: "I have practiced three sects concurrently, and I have been trapped in atonement for decades. I have gained a little bit, I want to pass on the little power in this remnant body and my knowledge of the world, I don’t know if any of you are willing to accept my mantle mercifully.”

After the voice fell, the room suddenly fell into silence, but from the bursts of rapid breathing, it can be judged that the three young people are obviously caught in a tangle.

Guo Yu shook his head, stepped forward again, and quietly stood at the main door of the room.

I saw an old monk sitting on a hill made of bones and mummified corpses in the center of the room. It was the famous Liansheng32.

Liansheng is very old, so old that his hair and teeth have already fallen out, only two strands of extremely long white eyebrows fluttering on his face, which are about to hang down to his shriveled chest.

At the same time, he was very thin, so thin that his chest and abdomen collapsed, and his limbs were as thin as sticks. There was no muscle or fat on his body, and a thin layer of skin was wrapped around the bony bones. A black hole, extremely terrifying.

Two very thin iron chains passed through his abdomen like a broken drum, and the other end was nailed to the solid wall behind him. The blood from decades ago had already turned black, smeared on those silky monk clothes .

Not far in front of him, stood a man in a black coat. Next to the man were kneeling two girls, one in white and one in red. They were none other than Ning Que, Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu. .

At this moment, none of the four noticed Guo Yu's arrival. Lian Sheng stared at the three of them kindly with a smile on his face, while the three of Ning Que couldn't see them at all because their backs were facing each other.

Of course, Guo Yu couldn't see the expressions of Ning Que and the others at the moment, but judging from their trembling bodies, it was obvious that the three of them were in extreme struggle.

He smiled slightly, looked straight at the four people in front of him, and said: "If the so-called magic is to be imprisoned here for decades without seeing the sun, if you can't survive, but dare not die, I don't think this magic is right." Learn."

Guo Yu's voice was neither soft nor heavy, just the volume of ordinary people's speech, but at this time, it hit the four people's ears hard like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, and swayed into the depths of their minds.

Ning Que broke away from the state of being charmed by Lian Sheng in an instant, woke up, took two consecutive steps back, and tightly held the handle of the simple knife on his back with his right hand.

Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan, who were kneeling on the ground, were also shocked. They subconsciously stood up, and then their pretty faces showed surprise and confusion.

On the other hand, Lian Sheng, who was wearing iron chains, quickly flashed a look of surprise on his face, but almost instantly regained his benevolent and calm appearance. He looked at Guo Yu with his black hole-like eyes, but the deepest part of his eyes flickered clearly. A trace of fear.

For a moment, the room filled with the bones of countless masters of the Demon Sect fell silent.

Guo Yu took a few steps forward with light footsteps, came a few steps behind Ning Que and the three, and said solemnly: "This brother, two girls, if the three of you do not want to die at the hands of this so-called master If so, you'd better step back."

As soon as the words fell, Ning Que stretched out his arms and grabbed Mo Shanshan's hand without saying a word, and pulled her back a few steps to the side and back, and couldn't help but distance himself from Liansheng 32, even Guo Yu. Keep a few steps.

Then he took out the bow and arrow and held it in his hand, then turned his body slightly, turned his immature but stern and resolute face towards Guo Yu, and asked seriously: "This elder brother is saying that Master Lian Sheng is not a self-imprisoned man?" here?"

"Hehe..." Guo Yu chuckled, raised his eyebrows and stared at Ning Que, and said, "Little brothers, you are not curious, what method did this master use to fight in this place that is locked by a large formation and almost completely devoid of vitality?" In the room, can you live for decades without dying?"

The three of Ning Que were stunned, and immediately used their thoughts to sense the vitality of heaven and earth, and then the expressions of the three changed drastically. Ye Hongyu, who had practiced this kind of formation before, exclaimed, "The big fan cage formation is actually in this room!" ?”

After all, the three of them seemed to understand something, and all turned their eyes to the old monk on the pile of bones, his face gradually turned pale, and Mo Shanshan, who looked a little weak, made a retching sound.

Liansheng's withered and ugly face was calm at this time, nodded and said: "Yes, the bones are the fence and the corpse is just an appearance. In fact, this cage is fenced with bluestone and fenced with sword marks. It was Ke Haoran himself. Even if I can't display the arrangement, I can't break it."

Ning Que looked directly at Liansheng, and said in a cold voice, "Sure enough, you didn't bind yourself to atone for your sins, but were imprisoned here by your junior uncle to atone for your sins."

Liansheng was silent for a long time, a gleam appeared on his slightly withered cheeks, and he said proudly: "I know I have sinned, only Chunqiuer, neither you nor the world, nor Ke Haoran, have such qualifications."

As he said that, he put his eyes on Guo Yu again, with some admiration in his eyes, and said, "Young man, you are very good. At such a young age, you can actually see the cage formation that Ke Haoran personally arranged. I don't know if it came from Who is it?"

Ning Que, Ye Hongyu, and Mo Shanshan also looked at Guo Yu with curiosity in their eyes, apparently also very interested in Guo Yu's identity.

"young people?"

Guo Yu repeated it in a low voice with a look of reminiscence in his eyes, then immediately regained his composure, shook his head and said, "Liansheng, if you want to talk about your age, although I don't know how old you have lived, I really don't necessarily know how old you are." big."

"Oh, among the practitioners of the older generation, I basically know all three sects of Buddhism, Daoism and Demonism. There is absolutely no one like you."

Liansheng stared at Guo Yu closely, frowned, and said in doubt: "But judging from the expression of that disciple, Master, you should not be a disciple of the academy, then you..."

"You guessed right, I don't belong to any of your four sects."

Guo Yu took a few glances, and said in a flat tone: "My sect is a hermit sect, and I am the only one in the entire Haotian world."

Liansheng suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "Interesting and interesting, I didn't expect that besides the four unknowable places, there can be a strong man like you."

(End of this chapter)