Chapter 924: Fighting the Demon God
Hearing Gu An's words, the originally angry Liu An was stunned for a moment, and a huge surprise quickly enveloped his heart.
The grievance that had been accumulated over thousands of years was gone, and he subconsciously wanted to kneel down to Gu An, but as soon as he bent his knees, he hesitated again.
He looked at Gu An cautiously. In the dusk, Gu An's face was hidden by the eaves, so he could not see his specific expression.
Is he playing a trick on him again this time?
Gu An said leisurely: "Before you came to Zhongtian, your martial arts was originally on the wrong path. You should be able to feel that once you are angry, it is difficult to control your emotions. You think there are other forces controlling you, but in fact no one is calculating against you, it's just that your martial arts is incomplete, and it is a trap."
"As for the Supreme Breathing Technique, its creator will perish soon, and all beings that have a causal relationship with it will suffer divine punishment. So, in fact, I have saved you three times."
Liu An's eyes widened and his expression changed. After thinking for a moment, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Gu An.
"I will never forget the kindness of my predecessors!"
Liu An lowered his head and shouted in a deep voice.
Gu An said nonchalantly: "I saved you and taught you, not for any reward from you, but just out of interest. No matter how great your achievements are in the future, it has nothing to do with me, and you are not allowed to tell others about our relationship. Just pretend that nothing happened, understand?"
Liu An raised his head and looked at Gu An in confusion.
"Why does it sound like the scene between Bodhi Patriarch and Sun Wukong?"
Liu An thought secretly, he didn't know how to answer now, because even though they had been together for so many years, he didn't know Gu An's personality clearly, and couldn't grasp Gu An's mood.
On weekdays, Gu An is always smiling, but when it comes to destroying his cultivation, he will not show mercy and will do it suddenly every time.
Gu An raised his right hand, which scared Liu An so much that he shrank back and subconsciously wanted to step back.
As soon as he steadied his body, Gu An's index finger pointed at him. He froze in place, with figures appearing in his pupils, constantly changing his moves.
In this way, Liu An began a new path of cultivation.
Gu An created a unique set of skills, magical powers, and escape methods for him. His days became fulfilling and full of fighting spirit every day.
Liu An practiced on the beach, with the sun and the moon as his companions. Time passed quickly as he was immersed in it.
After receiving Gu An's true teachings, Liu An's cultivation speed far exceeded that of before, which completely dissipated the resentment in his heart. Compared with his current cultivation, everything in the past was not worth mentioning.
In a blink of an eye.
A thousand years passed.
One day, Liu An was practicing next to a sea turtle, facing the sea. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and frowned.
He looked towards the end of the sea level and saw that the sky was gradually turning red. The wind between heaven and earth was also getting stronger. The spiritual energy was becoming restless, making him feel uneasy.
The turtle next to it opened its eyes, stuck its head out, and stretched its neck, as if trying to see clearly what was happening in the distance.
Unfortunately, with Liu An's level of cultivation, he was unable to capture the source of the terrifying aura. He looked for a while, closed his eyes, and wanted to continue practicing.
But the breath coming from afar became increasingly powerful, making it impossible for him to calm down, and his panic and anxiety were intensifying.
After thinking it over, Liu An stood up and walked towards the mountain. The mountain was not very high, and soon he arrived at the courtyard.
He didn't see Gu An, nor could he feel Gu An's breath, but he was not surprised.
He couldn't feel it because his cultivation was too weak.
He saluted respectfully towards the attic and said, "Senior, where does this pressure come from? What is going to happen?"
After a few breaths, Gu An's voice came from the attic: "The immortal gods are besieging the Supreme Demon God."
The Supreme Demon God?
Supreme?
Liu An seemed to have thought of something. His face changed slightly and he asked cautiously, "Could it be that the Supreme Qi-Intake Method that I practiced before originated from the Supreme Demon God?"
The word "demon" sounds like it means he is not a good person.
He also thought of what Gu An once said, that all beings who have a causal relationship with the creator of the Tai Shang Na Qi Fa will suffer divine punishment.
This made him sympathize with the cultivator who taught him the skills. Although the two of them only chatted for a few sentences, he rarely encountered such kindness when the other party taught him the skills just by chance.
Even though he sympathized, there was nothing he could do. He couldn't ask Gu An to save that person. Such an action was too ridiculous. He was not his childhood friend Wei Ye.
When he thought of Wei Ye, the haze in Liu An's heart was swept away. When he returned to the human world, he would definitely let Wei Ye see how powerful he was.
To this day, he and Wei Ye still have a good relationship, but good and evil cannot coexist, so they can only maintain contact in secret.
After practicing with Gu An, the demonic energy in his body had dissipated. Now, anyone who saw him would find it difficult to determine that he was a demon cultivator, so he was looking forward to Wei Ye's expression when he saw him.
Liu An wanted to ask more questions, but after thinking about it, he finally chose to bow and leave.
When it comes to matters concerning immortals and gods, he feels it is better for him to ask less questions to avoid getting into trouble.
After he left, Gu An stepped back into the Wu Shi Continent. There was a play going on in the city, which he thought was very interesting and wanted to see it with his own eyes.
Because many disciples followed Gu An's example in writing books, the stories circulating on the mainland became very rich. Then some disciples had a sudden idea to perform those wonderful stories. In the process of performing, they could also experience the emotions of the characters, and the audience also found it interesting. Thus, a custom and culture was formed. At least in Zhongtian, only Wu Shi had such a culture.
The battle between the immortal gods and the supreme demon god was earth-shattering, and the pressure of the battle continued to spread until it covered the entire Zhongtian.
Above the clouds, Li Xuanmiao and a group of immortals and gods looked down at the great battle below. The earth was covered in billowing smoke and dust, with thunder and lightning everywhere and howling winds. It seemed as if a long dragon was soaring in the sky. Looking closely, dozens of intertwined figures could be vaguely seen.
At the end of the earth, tall and majestic figures stood on the edge of the battlefield. The golden light of the sky formed a large formation, isolating the battlefield. Although the earth was sinking, it did not affect the mountains and rivers outside the formation.
"I didn't expect His Highness Taihao to be so powerful. I remember that he is the youngest emperor at present, right?"
"Yes, he is indeed the youngest emperor, but the fact that he can be called Taihao is enough to show that Your Majesty thinks highly of him."
"Not only is His Highness Taihao powerful, but those immortal gods are also very strong. Judging from their coordination and magical powers, they seem to be from the same immortal sect?"
"It looks like the Supreme Demon God will stop here."
The immortals and gods on the clouds were discussing, while Li Xuanmiao's eyes were fixed on the rolling dust below. The figure of the Supreme Demon God wielding his magic soldiers was reflected in his pupils.
For some reason, Li Xuanmiao felt uneasy and had a feeling that something terrible was going to happen.
At this moment, a purple light appeared from the depths of the dust below, and then the entire world darkened. The immortals were startled and subconsciously looked up. Soon, their eyes fell on the sky above.
I saw mysterious eyes all over the sky, of different sizes, but they all looked exactly the same, with purple pupils, cold and mysterious.
(End of this chapter)
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