Sand Sculpture Master[Transmigration Book]

When Gu Xingfeng was 15 years old, he officially returned to Tianjing Peak. Lu Shiqing loved this bullied disciple and grandson very much. He once disregarded Pei Li's objection and used a screen to divide a side room in his room for Gu Xingfeng to live in. Easy to take care of at any time.

However, after just over a year, Gu Xingfeng asked for a room by himself and moved out to live by himself.The reason given at that time was: I am already too old, so it is not suitable to live in the same room with my master.

Because the two had always been on good terms, even though Gu Xingfeng was still reticent and silent in front of Lu Shiqing, his expression was obviously relaxed and relaxed.Lu Shiqing knew that the child was dependent on him, and that he had never had any disagreements with him, so he had no doubts, and happily chose a large and spacious room for him to live in.

But only Gu Xingfeng knew that there was actually another reason for moving out.

Lu Shiqing picked him up on Qixi Festival, and from then on, July 16th was his birthday.And after his [-]th birthday, Gu Xingfeng would always see some strange and strange scenes in his dreams.Sometimes it is the dancing snow that turns into a group of people, and sometimes it is the magnificent landscape of thousands of mountains covered in snow.Occasionally there were fragmented limbs, thrown all over the mountains and plains, waking him up from his dream.

Every time he had a nightmare, Lu Shiqing would come over and ask with concern.When Gu Xingfeng was a teenager, he thought it was embarrassing to be woken up by a nightmare, so he refused to speak out.Gradually, he felt that these were not dreams.

Those pictures and sounds are too real and too deep.Although he couldn't feel it, it seemed like countless ropes were firmly tied to him.

More and more dreams are accumulated, and they can even be connected in series.After that, when Gu Xingfeng was asleep, frost would appear on his body unknowingly, even in the hot summer.Gu Xingfeng also became more and more convinced that he was not from the world of mortals, but came from thousands of miles, or even tens of thousands of miles... the world of demons.

But he grew up in the world of mortals, and like the people here, he only regards the world of ten thousand monsters as a legendary place.People say that evil spirits are rampant in the world of ten thousand demons, just like ghosts in the nether world and monsters in the Shura world, they are disgusted by the world of mortals.Even mortals in the world of mortals who stray into evil ways and become demon cultivators will be punished by everyone.

Even Lu Shiqing once warned him jokingly: "Xing Xing, don't run around in the dark, beware of being caught by monsters."

At that time, Gu Xingfeng still felt that Lu Shiqing underestimated him, he was already a teenager, and he used such childish words to scare him.However, after realizing that he was a demon, these words were like a thorn in his heart.

If Lu Shiqing found out that he was a demon, more terrifying than those demon cultivators, would he get rid of him without hesitation?

After all, these monks are usually sympathetic to others, but they are merciless when encountering crooked ways.

Gu Xingfeng tightly held his secrets, becoming more and more reticent.The members of the same sect in the vast sea have their own aspirations, or ascend to the world of longevity and become immortals, or travel around the world to slay demons and defend Taoism, or become the mainstay of the sect.

He is the only exception.He just wanted to get rid of everything he was carrying on one day.Maybe then, he can truly be himself, chic and relaxed.

That's why he couldn't respond to Lu Shiqing.

Now that Lu Shiqing died, although he came here to find Lu Shiqing's soul, but the enemy fell from the sky, how could he sit idly by?

At this moment, in his field of vision, the man in the plain white robe was sitting on the cloud, surrounded by layers of soldiers, receiving a grand welcome from the people of the Netherworld.Its appearance is elegant, its temperament is cold, and its posture and clothing are meticulous, like a god carved out of ice and snow.

Gu Xingfeng's eyes darkened slightly.

In the first nightmare of his life, this person appeared.

Flying snow covered the sky, and faint bloodstains were everywhere.After the golden-armored dragon warrior slaughtered the entire snow-capped mountain, he walked out slowly from the ice and snow, looked at the corpses of many of his fellow clans expressionlessly, and thanked the murderer.

Gu Xingfeng was still pondering, when he was suddenly photographed.He came back to his senses and looked at Rouge Gui: "What's the matter?"

Rouge Ghost covered his mouth and said: "This Holy Master is so imposing, it seems difficult to deal with. Master, if our plan is completed, you must not break your promise."

Gu Xingfeng said indifferently: "When the work is done, I will

Remove the spell, and never break your word. "

Rouge Ghost took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.Seeing it, Pei Li couldn't help wondering: "It's so mysterious, what plan are you two discussing behind my back?"

Rouge Ghost smiled and replied: "Why, it's still the plan to save people."

The cloud head descended, and the cloud touched the ground, and the golden armored soldiers guarding the edge knelt down one after another.However, although these soldiers were uniformly dressed, their appearances were uneven.Some of them are all in human form, and there is no abnormality, while some can be seen at a glance.The one with raised ears is a rabbit spirit, the one with green hair and rough skin is a tree spirit, and the soldier at the very edge hangs his long snake tail on the ground.

Gu Xingfeng noticed that the seat where the Holy Master was sitting was on a high platform, with ten steps below it, and beside it was a small silver dragon, about the thickness of a bucket and more than three feet long.At this age, he should be able to transform into form, but around his neck was a pair of jet-black collars and heavy iron chains.

The Holy Master stood up from the seat, and the silver cloak on his body fell to the spot.He walked down the steps step by step, and when his toes were about to touch the soft clouds, the white dragon propped its neck up, and the dragon's head was placed just under his feet.

The Holy Master stood on the dragon head.Bailong stretched his body, slowly moved to the edge of the cloud, and then lowered his head.The Holy Master jumped over lightly, landed steadily, patted the phosphorescent dragon horns, turned around and walked forward.

Gu Xingfeng went up to meet him first, cupped his hands and said: "The Holy Master is here, my father has been waiting for a long time."

The courtesy was already very solemn, and the son of the king of Xishan received him personally, but the Holy Master seemed to turn a blind eye, and he didn't seem to see Gu Xingfeng.He even frowned slightly because Gu Xingfeng's appearance blocked his way.Then he made a wrong turn and passed directly beside Gu Xingfeng.

The voice of Xishan King's scolding came out: "Interfering with the Holy Lord's progress, he will not retreat."

The Holy Lord stepped into the gate of the mansion alone, but the soldiers he brought did not leave, they just rose in midair with the clouds, staring at everything on the ground.If there is any trouble, they will definitely rush down to protect their master in an instant.

Gu Xingfeng took a step back, "Holy Lord, forgive me."

Pei Li pushed him: "Don't be stunned, everyone has gone in."

Gu Xingfeng stared at the lone figure of the Holy Master for a moment, then stepped forward to follow.Rouge Ghost and Pei Li went in immediately, and the rest of the servants and officials followed respectfully with their heads bowed.

Rouge Ghost was also looking at the Holy Lord, muttering: "It looks like a ruthless character, but he is good-looking, but he looks cold and hard, so he is not easy to get along with."

Pei Li pointed at Gu Xingfeng who had a cold face, and sneered, "It's harder to get along with than him?"

"That's different." Rouge Gui said, "A master's coldness means avoiding everything for thousands of miles. If people don't offend me, I won't offend others. This is not the case. His coldness is too sharp, and the corners of his eyes and brows seem to have blades. , as if you don't provoke him, he will have to find fault with you."

Pei Li raised his eyebrows: "So, with such a thing at the stall, you will have a hard time in the future."

Rouge Ghost snorted, "That's not necessarily the case."

"What? Are you capable of robbing him of a man?" Pei Li laughed.

Rouge Ghost blinked mysteriously, and said, "I don't want to rob men with him."

Not long after they came to the main hall, the rest of the people waited outside, and Pei Li, who was the "first-class maid", also stopped in front of the door. Only Gu Xingfeng and Yan Zhigui passed the soul-slaying blade.At this time, the Holy Lord was already sitting at the top, and the black shadow of King Xishan floated down from the center. Because of his bow, his figure was much shorter than before.

The Holy Master didn't get up and didn't return the salute, he just looked at the king of Xishan and said: "You were once broken by the king of Jiuxi, so it's unreasonable."

The king of Xishan said in a deep voice: "The king of Jiuxi deceives people too much. It is indeed unreasonable. Thank you, Holy Master, for your concern."

The Lord frowned slightly, "I mean you."

The King of Xishan was stunned: "...What does the Holy Master mean by this?"

"You can also be regarded as the overlord of the Netherworld. After being broken for many years, you have not recovered at all." Xishan King raised his hand, and the teacup carefully placed on the table

Then it bounced half a foot in the opposite direction, and the fragrance of tea wafted, "It's really useless."

Although Xishan King is the weakest of the four Nether Kings, he is decisive in his own territory, and he is the only one who respects himself.Now being the Holy Master of the Myriad Monster Realm, he is always belittled, and it is very embarrassing to lose face.But he had to ask for help, so he had to endure it.

"What the Holy Master said is that the cultivation has indeed been slack these years."

The Holy Master lowered his eyebrows and did not intend to speak any more.King Xishan waited for a while, took the initiative to break the deadlock, and told Yan Zhigui and Gu Xingfeng: "You two sit down."

The two of them agreed, and naturally chose a seat near the Holy Master, but before they were seated, the Holy Master said without raising his head, "Sit down."

"Yes, Holy Master." Rouge Ghost obediently avoided a seat.

But the Holy Master said: "Go down."

Rouge Ghost was a little puzzled: "My lord, there are no people sitting on these seats, why are you..."

"It will be there later." The Holy Master said lightly.

Now it was Xishan King's turn to be puzzled: "Could it be that the Holy Master brought other people?"

The Holy Master only responded: "Yes."

He came from afar and was a guest in the mansion of King Xishan, but it seemed like he was returning to his own home.As the host, King Xishan and others looked like beggars begging at the door.

At this time, I suddenly heard a trembling report from outside, "My lord, King Jiuxi, King Hanping, and King Yunjing are here!"

The voice came into the hall, except for the Holy Master who nodded slightly, the expressions of the other three people changed.

The King of Xishan hurriedly asked the Holy Master: "If you dare to ask the Holy Master, it is just a family matter between you and me. Why did you ask the three of them to come over?"

The Holy Master raised his eyelids and stared at King Xishan: "If it's just for this matter, why would I come here in person?"

"But the Holy Master..."

A smirk interrupted Xishan King's words, "Don't tell me beforehand, isn't it just to keep a low profile?"

Three figures walked into the door, one of them raised his hands high, and the dark red brilliance turned into a rope, tightly binding the soul-slaying blade hanging above the door.The Soul Slashing Blade didn't move at all, like neatly stacked fire sticks.

As soon as Gu Xingfeng saw these three people, he felt a strong sense of death rushing towards his face. If he hadn't been protected by the spirit-avoiding beads and Qingxiao ghost soul, he would definitely be unable to open his eyes at this moment.

The Holy Master still sat still, "The news came from the Shura Realm that the Longevity Realm had already taken action, and asked me to wait for the two realms to prepare in advance. In order to prevent the Longevity Realm from being a surprise, I took the name of welcoming the bride on behalf of the Wan Yao King, personally Come and discuss with you."