Chapter 370 First Meeting 12
The guy who was so stingy that he refused to cook anything except a bowl of noodles for decades, finally became generous on this day.
He put all the things he could cook on the dining table, but his hands kept working, as if the person who was eating would not leave as long as he kept working.
The food filled with spiritual energy entered her stomach, and Gu Li felt that her cultivation was more fulfilled.
She knew that this was fate helping her.
This guy can see through everything, and can also see that these little tricks are useless in the face of fate, but he still wants to do these futile things.
After filling his stomach, when the man was still in front of the stove, Gu Li smiled and said, "Okay, stop doing it!"
"No more eating, bye!"
For the first time, the little girl who watched others leave left first.
The sound of the sword was almost inaudible in the room, and the people in front of the stove finally stopped their actions.
Ming stared at the food in the pot in a daze, with no expression on his face.
The wind in the clouds was gentle and noisy. Gu Li took off the gourd from his waist and took another sip of wine.
Now, the source of the scar has long been found by the powerful people who wander in the cultivation world every day.
It is a sword tomb. The sword tomb that once buried countless powerful people in the past is the dream place of all practitioners.
But now, its power that is so strong that it wants to swallow up this world has become a death warrant for everyone.
When Gu Li arrived there, her master and her fellow disciples were already there.
They were meditating quietly, and before them were countless predecessors in the cultivation world.
The deathly aura emanating from the sword tomb burns away people's vitality, but in a moment the person sitting in the sword tomb will die.
And the person behind him will follow quietly.
While Gu Li was eating this bowl of noodles, she didn't know how many people died, but no one rushed her.
Now the people who died here, if their true essence is not destroyed, there is still a possibility of reincarnation.
But the person who will fill the sword tomb will no longer have the possibility of reincarnation.
Her true essence will disappear in this world and will no longer be known to others.
"Master, why is your face so pale?" Gu Li smiled and drew her sword, teasing the meditating master.
The old man who once amazed her has now reached the stage of distraction, but he still looks old and frail.
The old man opened his eyes the moment she spoke, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
The reason why he was the last one to die was not because he was so highly respected, nor because of how important Changjianmen was in the cultivation world.
It was all because his apprentice was going to die, and those people couldn't bear that his apprentice couldn't see his master before he died.
This was the kindness of this old antique who had helped him for who knows how many years, but he would rather not have this kindness, he just wanted his apprentice to live well.
"Disciple." The old man looked at his apprentice, his lips moving for a long time.
He could feel the terrifying pressure from Gu Li, and knew that she might have been able to break the void.
He wanted Gu Li to leave, and wanted her to stop caring about these bullshit.
He didn't save Gu Li to let her fill the hole.
But in the end, he still didn't say a word.
His little apprentice was the kindest, he always knew it.
During the years of chaos, she protected countless people, and now she still chooses to protect these ordinary people who are unaware of the situation.
"Master, smile!" Gu Li said with a smile, as if he didn't notice his sadness.
The old man showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and after a long time he said: "From now on, Changjianmen will really be called Taihezong!"
Gu Li stroked the sword at his waist and laughed heartlessly: "Hasn't it been called Taihezong for a long time?"
Didn't the old man already sell the mountain gate to her? Why are you still saying this now?
The old man shook his head and continued: "From now on, Taihezong will inherit your Taoist tradition and guard the sword tomb for life."
His disciple brought peace to the world, and he couldn't let others forget everything his disciple did.
Gu Li was happy: "What a great relationship!"
It sounded very honorable to have a whole sect serving her.
She smacked her lips: "Then don't call it Taihe Sect, as if I'm taking advantage of you!"
"How about calling it Taihe Sword Sect?" Gu Li laughed timidly: "Take my Taihe and the word Jian from Changjian Sect!"
The old man didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What's the name of your sword?"
Little bastard, don't think that he can't see her sinister intentions just because there is an extra word Jian!
"Don't talk about that!" Gu Li flew away as if she didn't hear what he said!
"Old man, from today on, your apprentice will be a great man who saves the world again!"
The delicate Taihe Sword showed a suffocating power at this moment, and it was heavily inserted into the crack that was full of death.
The crack sensed the terrifying vitality entering, and suddenly trembled violently.
Gu Li held the sword tightly with both hands and sneered: "If I can let you run away, can I take your surname?"
At this moment, the food that Ming fed her turned into spiritual power and spread along her hands to the ground.
When the spiritual power is consumed, it will be Gu Li's cultivation!
Outside the sword tomb, countless practitioners watched the sword tomb shaking, not knowing what happened.
In the sky behind them, a person also watched this scene quietly.
Ming held his hands tightly behind him, and a line of destiny passed through his eyes.
He saw that Gu Li's true energy would be preserved in this disaster because of his merits, and saw that thousands of years later, a new soul would be injected into the true energy and become another person.
That person no longer likes eating noodles or practicing swordsmanship.
She has her own memories and her own life.
This world will always remember Gu Li, but there will never be another living Gu Li in this world again.
Inside the sword tomb, the crack is getting smaller and smaller, and the struggle is getting more and more intense, but it is the last gasp of a spent force.
Gu Li's face was pale as he pressed his Taihe sword. He looked back at the reluctant old man and said with a smile, "How is it, is your apprentice very impressive?"
The old man choked up as he watched Gu Li's body gradually turn into golden light, and nodded with a choked up face, "Very impressive, my apprentice is really impressive."
But what's the use of being impressive?
If possible, he would rather be the one to plug this crack.
Gu Li avoided his sight in disgust and muttered softly, "Don't cry when you look at this face, it's scary!"
"I didn't see a smile before I died, it really makes me die with regrets!" Gu Li muttered and muttered, and felt that his consciousness flew over the mainland.
She saw the crack finally turn into a point of light, and she realized that her memory was gradually becoming empty.
What a pity...
This thought suddenly flashed through her mind. It was a pity that she didn't see her life at the last moment of her life.
Her good friend really didn't give her face and didn't even say goodbye to her.
"How cruel." Gu Li laughed and scolded.