Chapter 459 Becoming a father?
"Wolf God's blessing..." Gu Xu silently repeated this word, feeling quite curious.
He really wanted to know what kind of power could instantly lift a barbarian warrior with strength around the fourth or fifth realm to a level comparable to that of a saint.
"Where is your holy mountain?" After thinking for a moment, he asked again.
“Over there,” Harabar raised his head slightly and looked forward, “just go forward for more than three hundred miles.”
Gu Xu also turned his head and looked over there, and found that it was in the same direction as Kunlun Mountain.
"Guide me the way," he ordered, "I also want to see the holy mountain."
Harabar's expression immediately became a little complicated.
The young man in green shirt in front of him has unknown origins and strange methods - if he is taken to the Holy Mountain, unpredictable things may happen.
But the lives of the people are still in his hands.
If he refuses his request, these tribesmen may really be like in the illusion, with their blood splattered and their heads missing.
“The shamans on the holy mountain have great supernatural powers and extraordinary power,” after pondering for a long time, Harabar silently told himself, “With them here, this man in Tsing Yi should not be able to make any waves.”
"No problem, sir." He said to Gu Xu.
Gu Xu nodded with satisfaction, untied the binding talisman from Harabar, and waved his hand gently, and the squirming sand on the ground disappeared.
The barbarians of the entire depression tribe found themselves still standing on the ground. Everything that happened just now seemed to be just their hallucination.
Several of them, seeing they finally escaped from the trap, immediately got on their horses, turned around and ran away, hoping to stay far away from Gu Xu and never want to see this devil-like Qi Ren again.
But after a while, they were surprised and frightened to find that although they felt that they had run a long distance, in fact, they were still spinning in place.
The young man in Tsing Yi was still smiling and watching them quietly not far behind them.
"Take care of your companions." Gu Xu calmly ordered Harabar beside him.
Harabar took a deep breath, lowered his head and said yes.
Compared to his tribesmen, Harabar had more experience fighting the Qi people, so he naturally saw that Gu Xu had just used the power of space.
In the eyes of the grassland people, time and space are all areas controlled by gods. It is difficult for mortals to pry into the mysteries even if they spend their entire lives.
But Gu Xu can use the power of space flexibly and effortlessly to manipulate everyone in the palm of his hand.
“Who is he?” Harabar was puzzled. “Logically speaking, a person like him should have already been powerful and famous. But why have I never heard of Qi Guoyou? Such a number one person?”
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That night, the barbarians rested in the open air on the wasteland.
Gu Xu took out "Xianyunju".
In the blink of an eye, an antique house appeared out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes. It seemed particularly abrupt in the desolate scene around it.
Harabar and others have understood that this portable house is the space magic weapon they just coveted. But now, even if they were given a hundred courages, they would not dare to be greedy for Gu Xu's things.
Under everyone's awe and fear, Gu Xu opened the door and walked straight into "Xianyun Residence".
On the desk in the room, there are piles of papers with dense handwriting - these are Gu Xu's recent deductions on the "Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique".
At this time, his research was stuck at a bottleneck.
Let him rack his brains, but it is difficult to make new progress.
With Gu Xu’s understanding far beyond ordinary people, this is the first time that he has encountered such a difficult problem in deducing Taoism.
"Why don't you give up!" The white-haired boy in his mind said to him again, "Lu Shiyao has completely disappeared from this world, even if you really use the 'Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique' "After thinking about it, it's impossible to resurrect her. You don't have much time, so why waste it on this futile thing?" Gu Xu ignored him.
He had a strange look on his face, and his eyes stayed on the other corner of the desk for a long time.
The simple and slender Jinghong pen is placed there, with a thin layer of frost on the surface, exuding a faint silvery white brilliance.
Of course, what surprised him was not the changes that happened to Jinghong Pen.
But a baby lying quietly next to Jinghong Pen.
The baby is sleeping with his eyes closed, neither crying nor fussing. His whole body is translucent and looks like a fog that will dissipate at any moment.
Although the baby was wrapped in swaddling clothes, Gu Xu knew intuitively that she was a baby girl.
"Congratulations," the white-haired boy joked in his mind, "It's really interesting that a virgin who is not yet married is about to become a father."
"Close Mouth." Gu Xu said.
Of course this child cannot be his.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the causal connection between the baby and Jinghong Bi, and guessed that the child was the newly born weapon spirit of Jinghong Bi.
As we all know, all famous utensils have spiritual meanings.
The weapon spirit of Jinghongbi has always lived and died with its owner - every time it recognizes its owner, a new weapon spirit will be born, and after the owner dies, the weapon spirit will also follow. its demise.
Before this, Gu Xu thought of many ways to awaken his own weapon spirit from the Jinghong Pen, but he failed.
He already wanted to give up and let nature take its course.
Unexpectedly, today, the weapon spirit appeared without warning.
"Why is this?" Gu Xu secretly guessed, "Logically speaking, the birth of a weapon spirit requires 'spiritual resonance' - but the problem is, I haven't done anything recently. , why did it appear inexplicably?
"Is it because the imprint of Lu Shiyao's fate remains in Jinghong Pen, and I have been thinking about the 'Ming Zhao Forbidden Technique' every day recently, and I want to resurrect her. So the weapon spirit was accidentally born? ”
While he was thinking, he took a few steps forward and came to the baby.
It is different from the astrolabe spirit that is only the size of a thumb.
Jinghong Pen's weapon spirit is about the same size as a normal human baby.
The moment Gu Xu walked over, the baby seemed to be aware of this. He opened his eyes thoughtfully and stretched out a white hand towards him.
“It’s so similar, so similar.”
Gu Xu was stunned for two seconds, as if he had been struck by lightning.
The outline of the baby's facial features, especially the eyes, are exactly the same as Lu Shiyao's.
In a daze, he seemed to see Lu Shiyao, dressed in white, appearing next to him, tugging at his sleeves and calling "Master" softly.
After a while, he finally came back to his senses.
A complicated smile appeared on his face.
He leaned forward slightly, stretched out a finger, and lightly touched the baby's little hand.
Babies have no physical body.
His fingers went straight through her palm.
But his soul felt a refreshing chill, as if it had touched the ice and snow of the cold mountain.
(End of this chapter)