Star Trace Gate

In the dungeon of Bu Lao Mountain.

Gui Tou Dao sat on the straw mat in the cell with a dull expression and lifeless eyes, like a walking corpse.

The damp and gloomy surrounding atmosphere was like a tide, constantly squeezing his body and emotions, making him feel extremely depressed.

He is an observer and also a planner. Before today, everything was going smoothly, but now, with one move, everything is lost.

If this secret realm tour was in another place, Gui Tou Dao would definitely not choose to enter. Because he was hiding in the dark in the southern border and was in a very advantageous position, there was no need to risk his life and increase the risk of exposing his identity.

However, the Heavenly Dao evolved a secret place for travel in the Bulao Mountain, which left Gui Tou Dao no choice. He had to come because his father left behind a treasure and inheritance here that could enable the White Python Clan to rise again.

Gui Tou Dao had been searching for the things left by his father for a long time, even secretly networking with his confidants and setting up camp in Bulao Mountain, but he had found nothing for many years. Now this place has evolved into a secret place, and it seems that the secret things that happened in the past are about to surface.

It's such a pity and hateful that I was kicked out because of one careless move.

Deprecation...

The rules of heaven were clearly stated. Unless something unexpected happened, he would spend the rest of his travels in prison and would completely lose his eligibility to compete.

When he thought that his opponent might get the treasure and inheritance left by his father, Guitoudao became very upset and blamed himself.

After being so cautious for so many years, I ended up capsizing in a ditch.

"Snapped!"

His eyes were red, he suddenly raised his arm and slapped himself hard: "Waste, waste!"

Angry curses of extreme regret rang out in his heart. His cheek, which had been slapped hard by the hand, gradually became red and swollen, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

A faint fishy smell filled his mouth, stimulating his tongue and throat, which actually made him sober up a little.

"If you give up, you're really a waste." Guitoudao raised his sleeves and wiped the corners of his mouth. His red and swollen cheeks were hit by his palms, and the burning pain made him feel that he was still alive.

As long as you are alive, there is still a chance.

I remember that year, in the battle outside Gepao Township, the army of the White Python Tribe was defeated by the old King Huai, and even the Dog Emperor was ready to change the commander in chief for defense and abandon the territory here. But in the end, my father withstood the pressure, led the troops to counterattack, and washed away the shame of the Earth Dragon Army in one day.

My current situation is much better than my father's back then.

Faith is being rebuilt bit by bit, and the mind is gradually becoming clearer.

Gui Tou Dao suddenly sat up straight, his eyes looking at the ground, his brain working rapidly.

First of all, entering prison does not mean that you are absolutely safe.

I am the planner, so there must be someone who can break the game and join in as well.

Who is this person? It is obvious that it must be King Huai.

Moreover, it is very likely that he was the one who threw dirty water on him in the family compound.

If you are trapped in prison, the opponent may attack you at any time.

King Huai is not a fool and will not kill me openly, but it is not difficult for him to bribe the jailer, poison me, or do other insidious things.

Being trapped here is too passive. We must find a way to break this deadlock first.

But my father has already lost trust in me, how can I get him to use me again?

Should I admit to his face... that I am his future son? Or should I relax and let Elder Xun use the pioneer spirit boy to prove my identity as Jing'er?

No, this is not possible.

Gui Tou Dao shook his head unconsciously, and suddenly thought of the scene when Elder Xun interrogated him just now.

First of all, he did not tell the truth in front of the Pioneer Spiritual Child because of blood ties.

Mang Tianjun is a witch spirit from the White Python clan and one of the twenty-four heavenly masters under the witch god in legend. According to the ancestors, this pioneer spirit boy is one of Mang Tianjun's capable subordinates.

To put it bluntly, we are all one family, so the Vanguard Spirit Boy exuded a gentle aura when he looked into the eyes of the Ghost-Head Knife, and the magic had no effect, because according to rumors, the direct descendants of the White Python Clan all possessed the blood of the Heavenly Sovereign.

However, Elder Xun never dreamed that this Ghost Head Knife would be from the legitimate descendants of their tribe, so he gave two answers.

However, although the Pioneer Spiritual Boy did not expose Guitoudao's lies, the rules of heaven gave him a clear warning.

In short, in this star gate, Guanfeng is Gui Tou Dao, he plays one of the Six Gentlemen, and cannot be recognized by Wu Yuanjun.

Because Wu Yuanjun is just a remnant soul evolved from the Heavenly Dao, he cannot accept things or words that are beyond his cognition. Once they happen, his mind will automatically ignore them or generate strong doubts. If Gui Tou Dao actively leaks this information, he will also be punished by the Heavenly Dao and lose his qualification to compete.

Therefore, for Gui Tou Dao, trying to change the situation by using his identity would be tantamount to seeking his own death.

The lights in the cell were dim.

Guitoudao pulled a weed from the mat and habitually wrote and drew on the ground to improve his concentration again.

Identity is not an advantage, but some memories... are indeed advantages.

The only thing I had more than the other competitors was that I had personally experienced some major events.

Although I was only eight years old that year, I was unaware of and could not remember many minor details and the intrigues in my father's army, but I still remember some unforgettable major events.

This may be the key to my breakthrough.

Gui Tou Dao concentrated his thoughts and kept recalling some important events that happened after he got the Thousand Poisons Book.

As time passed, more and more ghostly drawings appeared on the ground...

Finally, Gui Tou Dao slowly raised his head: "I remember now, this matter is more appropriate... We can fight for it, but there must be a sufficient reason to convince my father...!"

"Whoosh!"

Thinking of this, he suddenly stood up, ran to the wooden railing, and shouted loudly: "Jailer, jailer!"

Soon, two jailers on duty walked over.

"What are you yelling about?"

"I want to see the witch master!"

"Heh, the witch master is your father? You say you want to see him so I can?" The jailer sneered.

Gui Tou Dao gritted his teeth and said coldly, "I have something extremely urgent to report to the witch master! If you dare to delay and make a big mistake, you will be executed by military law!!"

Prison guards only receive basic wages, so why would they be willing to take the blame and take such risks?

The two looked at each other and whispered, "Wait, let's go and report it."

……

Bulao Villa, backyard, clean water pond.

Wu Yuanjun sat in the stone pavilion, facing the cold wind, his face showing no sadness or joy.

On the stone table of the stone pavilion, there was a copper bowl filled with some golden beans. They looked like food or the fruit of some plant. In short, they were a specialty of southern Xinjiang and were rarely seen in Daqian.

Wu Yuanjun looked at the surface of the water in the clear water pond, reached out and picked up a few golden beans, and threw them into the water while whispering, "Did you meet him?"

"Report to the witch master, I have seen him." A man in a cloth robe stood next to him. He had no expression on his face and said in a cold voice, "He is a little dissatisfied with Niu Xi's matter."

“Haha.” Wu Yuanjun sneered: “I’m not just slightly dissatisfied, I’m very dissatisfied. However, there are some things that are beyond his control, and neither my control.”

The man didn't respond, just nodded slightly.

"Ugh."

Wu Yuanjun sighed lightly, grabbed a handful of golden beans in his hand, walked out of the stone pavilion, and came to the shore of the clear water pond.

He looked at the calm lake, stretched out his hand and threw a handful of beans, and said softly: "The wind is about to pick up... soon."

"Gululu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the water surface suddenly churned, white slurry appeared, and bubbles appeared, as if there were some living creatures swimming quickly.

Just then, the butler trotted over, stood beside Wu Yuanjun, and whispered a few words.

The witch master turned around and frowned slightly: "... Let him come, I will see what urgent matter he has."

"Yes!" The butler retreated.

About a quarter of an hour later, Guitoudao was escorted by several guards and came to the stone pavilion, about thirty steps away from the witch master.

"Tell me what's the matter." The witch master looked at the water and said without turning his head.

"Gudong!"

Gui Toudao immediately knelt on the ground, clasped his fists and said, "I have something extremely urgent to do...!"

"Gululu!"

Suddenly, the white slurry on the surface of the Jingshui Pond rolled more violently, and there were signs of turbulent waves.

Wu Yuanjun saw this scene and frowned slightly, saying, "Do you also feel the smell of gunpowder before the wind starts...!"

"Wow!"

Before he could finish his words, the surface of the water suddenly exploded, and a long white shadow broke through the water and flew hundreds of feet high.

It was so fast that the guards could not catch it with their naked eyes.

Wu Yuanjun looked up at the sky, and asked in astonishment: "What's wrong with you?!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, dark clouds covered the Jingshuitan.

"Whoosh!"

The long white shadow fell from the sky and flew straight towards the stone pavilion.

Although the surrounding guards were frightened, they immediately raised their weapons and prepared to fight.

"Back off!"

Wu Yuanjun waved his hand and said, "Don't panic!"

When the group of guards heard this, they retreated hundreds of steps as if they had been pardoned.

"Whoosh!"

Finally, the white shadow fell on the stone pavilion and stood there.

Everyone looked up and saw clearly that the creature that fell from the sky was actually a white python with a long and narrow body covered with scales.

It has a very beautiful body, bright pupils, and a bud in the center of its head.

"hiss……!"

The white python stuck out its tail, revealing its bloody red tongue. It stared at the ghost-head knife with its eyes fixed. After a short pause, it suddenly flew down.

"brush!"

The huge python fell to the ground, creating a cloud of dust. Just when Wu Yuanjun was confused, he saw the white python instantly wrapped around Guitoudao's body and intimately knocked the latter's crown with its head.

“Ss ...

The bloody red tongue stuck out and licked Guitoudao's hairstyle.

"...This...this!" Wu Yuanjun looked at this scene in disbelief, feeling puzzled.

The white python is naturally aloof and never meets outsiders. Why did it suddenly change its nature today?

On the ground, Gui Toudao knelt there, muttering inwardly: "Ancestors! Please love me more!"