Guo Ming fell into deep thought, the old man's analogy was very appropriate, and Guo Ming's previous doubts were swept away.
The old man didn't force him, and waited quietly for his answer.
The old man doesn't know how old he has lived, and for him, the most important thing is time.
After a long time, Guo Ming's eyes regained clarity, and in the old man's expectant gaze, he slowly shook his head and said: "I don't dare to agree with the views of my predecessors, for me, the most precious thing now is family affection and the seven emotions and six desires in the world, and I don't have the idea of cutting off now." ” The old man glanced at Guo Ming fixedly when he heard this, then sighed softly and said, "That's it, since you don't want to, then forget it."
The fate of you and me is over, so don't leave it at that. ” "No, Guo Ming raised his head suddenly, and in the old man's surprised gaze, he said with a radiant expression, can you teach me another supernatural power?"
"Fuck your uncle, the old man scolded, and slapped Guo Ming into the sky with one palm, Guo Ming just felt that it was dark in front of him, and the next moment he had already appeared on Mount Emei.
Looking at the clear mountains and the stars, Guo Ming sighed, after saying goodbye to this trip, it is probably impossible to see each other again.
Sometimes parting is forever.
Some people in the forbidden area of the gods never want to see one in their lives, and their opportunity this time is a great one, so without thinking about it, Guo Ming left lightly.
At the moment when Guo Ming was gone, a large number of warriors gathered at the foot of Mount Emei.
There were about hundreds of these warriors, and each of them looked solemnly at the top of the mountain.
Among them, an old man is the leader.
It was an old man with a white beard, dressed in a tunic suit, and his cold face was covered with frost.
Beside him stood a young girl.
When the young people around looked at this girl, there was love, love, sighs, in short.
"Grandpa, are you right about the prophecy of the ancestors, will there really be undead grass here?"
The girl with a purple hairband on her head asked softly.
Her hair was long, her eyes were like two pearls, her face was a little pale when it should have been ruddy, and she coughed from time to time.
"Of course, the ancestor is Master Zhou Yi, he said that at one o'clock in the morning, there will be a young man falling from the sky, and there will be an immortal grass on his body, as long as you get it, Zhu'er, your illness can be cured, and it can even increase your strength, the old man showed a smile on his face, and said lovingly."
Well, the girl nodded heavily.
This disease has tormented her for sixteen years, and she sees how much her grandfather has done for herself in her eyes and in her heart.
Needless to say, from tonight onwards, I will recover.
"Here, one of them looked at it with a military binocular, and suddenly said."
All the people immediately moved and scattered in all directions.
The old man did not dodge or dodge, holding his granddaughter's hand and standing proudly in the middle of the road.
Guo Ming had already come to the foot of the mountain in a few jumps, looking at the two people in the middle of the road, his brows couldn't help frowning, the fact that the two of them stood on the side of the road in the middle of the night was a problem in itself, and under Guo Ming's huge divine sense, it was difficult for the hundreds of people to hide.
Guo Ming glanced at the girl and said calmly: "Old man, what does this mean?"
"Hand over the immortal grass on your body, the old man saw Guo Ming so calm, and his heart was sudden, but he still said arrogantly."
There is no other reason, he has concentrated the strength of the entire family this time, no matter how strong a person is, can he still fight the Northern Hell family and the other party is still so young.
It can be seen from this how domineering he is, he doesn't even have a basic discussion, he opens his mouth to let the other party leave something, which is also in line with his identity, the head of the North Underworld family, the North Underworld family, is a family that has almost disappeared from everyone's sight.
The smile on Guo Ming's face quietly disappeared, and he said disdainfully: "Why do you rely on hundreds of garbage here?"
Bold, a cold voice came, at the moment when Guo Ming's words just fell, an afterimage flew through the grass, Guo Ming only saw a cold light directly hitting his eyebrows, it was not someone else, it was the master of the North Hells family.
Guo Ming was furious in his heart, and when the person was approaching, a huge light shield appeared from Guo Ming's body and popped out, the trend of the person rushing forward suddenly stopped, and the next moment he was horrified to find that the long sword in his hand was already in the other party's hand.
The whole process took less than a breath, and when everyone saw the form in the field, they realized that the offensive and defensive momentum had changed.
Bei Mingding's expression also changed, and his face was completely gloomy.
Originally, he thought that the other party would not have too high skills, but now it seems that the other party is obviously a master. shouted: "Kang'er, come back." ” When the man heard this, he was about to draw his long sword, but he found that he couldn't pull it at all, and stabbed forward with all his might, trying to stab the other man in the chest in one fell swoop.
Stubborn, Guo Ming snorted coldly, and his fingertips rotated tens of thousands of times in the blink of an eye, the man obviously didn't notice what Guo Ming had done, but he just noticed that Guo Ming's two fingers seemed to move, and the next moment he immediately found that his steel sword was twisted and rotated at an incredible angle, and the high temperature generated by the continuous rotation made his hand subconsciously want to put it away.
But Guo Ming's speed was too fast, so fast that he couldn't dodge at all.
Everyone saw that Bei Mingkang's long sword spun at high speed like a top, and then began to shatter from the tip of the sword, inch by inch, and the pleasing scene of iron filings flying made everyone's faces change greatly.
It seemed to be slow and urgent, and finally rolled up to Bei Mingkang's right hand, first his sleeve, suddenly flew up, and then turned into a flying cloth.
"Nope."
Bei Mingkang's pupils shrank, and he roared, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing, and used all his true qi to retreat frantically.
But none of this could stop the scene of his right arm flying flesh and blood.
Hundreds of people quickly flew out of the hiding place, and seven or eight of them surrounded Bei Mingkang, who was supported on the ground with one hand, staring at Guo Ming with a wary expression.
If Guo Ming had a little bit of a move to continue to shoot, they would not hesitate to make a move.
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Bei Mingxue shouted brother, and then pushed aside the crowd and went in to see his brother.
When he saw the scene in front of him, Bei Mingxue's little face was full of horror, pointing at Guo Ming, his little face was full of paleness, and he trembled: "You are too ruthless." ” Yes, Guo Ming is indeed ruthless, and when he looks at Bei Mingkang's right hand again, all the flesh and blood on his right arm are gone, leaving only a miserable white skeleton and some residual blood and broken flesh on the skeleton, and the scene is extremely bloody.
Bei Mingkang was still quite tough, forcibly gritted his teeth, and didn't scream.
Sweat was dripping down his forehead, his teeth were shaking up and down, and his lips had already been bitten out of blood.
With only one glance at his right arm, he understood that his right hand must be useless in this life, which was tantamount to a disaster for a sword-wielding warrior. was pointed out in public by a girl and said that she was ruthless Guo Ming was the first time she had seen it, especially such a cute and beautiful girl.
"Then why do you say I'm not ruthless Guo Ming smiled, shouldn't I resist and be stabbed into my heart by the tip of your brother's sword" At the end, his tone suddenly became cold, and he already had a faint question.
Bei Mingxue looked suffocated, angry and couldn't say a word.
Just because she doesn't open her mouth doesn't mean that no one doesn't open her mouth.
Bei Mingding's eyes showed a little tears, he didn't expect Guo Ming to be so fast, so decisive, in the face of these hundreds of people still dare to shoot so ruthlessly, Bei Mingkang is also his grandson anyway, although he doesn't like it, but now that he is injured like this, he can't help but find a way back.
Forcibly swallowed back the tears in his eyes, took a few steps forward, and looked at Guo Ming with cold eyes: "Boy, do you know who I am?"
"I really don't know this, Guo Ming said with a smile.
Seeing Guo Ming's indifferent smile, a trace of murderous intent flashed in Bei Mingding's eyes.
"Then I'll tell you, the contemporary head of the old man's Beiming family, Beiming Ding said arrogantly, now you should understand what you have offended."
Guo Ming's face changed, and his expression became solemn for the first time.
There is no other reason, just because there was an earth-shattering figure in the Northern Underworld family.
That monumental Martial Saint Northern Immortal Sword that can never be surpassed.
The life of the martial saint flashed in his mind one by one, but the last point made Guo Ming have to face it squarely, when he was twenty-four years old, he fought with several nine-star powerhouses, and the final result was unknown to anyone.
Then it should be understood that he had reached the Nine Stars, that is, the Yuan Infant realm of monks, before the age of twenty-four.
To say that he has fallen, Guo Ming is still a little skeptical, once he reaches that realm, it is not so simple to want to fall completely.
Yuanying means immortality, means a second life.
Of course, don't meet an old monster like Ziyu.
If he hadn't fallen in a few hundred years, then what realm had he reached, it was estimated that he had already entered the ten-star level or higher.
If he is against such a person, Guo Ming is really not sure, to be exact, there is no suspense in the result.
Taking a deep breath, Guo Ming suppressed the distracting thoughts in his heart, monks have the arrogance of monks, generally speaking, monks look down on warriors.
A samurai of the same rank would never be an opponent of a monk.
Guo Ming is not a persimmon that can be manipulated by others, and his eyes gradually showed a compelling cold light, and he sneered and said: "The Northern Underworld Family, I wrote it down, but so what?"
As soon as he said this, everyone's faces changed greatly, who the martial saint is the spiritual pillar of all martial artists, and it is where there is no bullying.
Guo Ming's words undoubtedly slapped them hard.
Who doesn't know that the Northern Underworld family represents the martial saint, and they can be said to be the role model of the warrior, the Beidou of the warrior.
How many years have passed, no one has ever dared to insult the Northern Netherworld Family, whether it is their own strength or the deterrent power of the Martial Saint itself, no one wants to offend this overlord-like existence.
Martial Saint aside, the strength of the Northern Underworld family alone should not be humiliated, and there have been several eight-star level masters in the family in the past dynasties.
No one dares to provoke such strength, but today there are people who are not afraid: