"Acridine!"

The misty insect flew out of the big sleeves and hovered directly in front of Gu Xuan. It did not fly as happily as in the past, and its voice was very solemn.

When Gu Xuan saw this, he also took the matter seriously and waited with solemn eyes.

The two tentacles of the misty insect suddenly vibrated continuously, and the ends sent out circles of invisible ripples, like ripples, rippling out into the surrounding void.

At the same time, Gu Xuan's life soul suddenly started to rotate, with the same frequency as the rhythm of the misty insect's tentacles, but it did not send out invisible ripples.

Gu Xuan was shocked and quickly called out: "Senior, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Wang Mang responded solemnly, "How can you predict the secrets of heaven at will? You must pay a price. It should be the loss of longevity."

Gu Xuan was astonished, but the prediction had begun, and it was related to Di Hong's future. It was difficult to stop the misty insect, but he only hoped that his longevity would not be lost too much.

A full quarter of an hour later, the Misty Insect's tentacles stopped moving, and a faint purple light flashed at the end.

Gu Xuan's life soul stopped rotating at the same time. He felt no strange sensation all over his body, and he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, the soul of life has changed, and the life span has been lost one after another, which can't help but be on tenterhooks.

"Acridine."

The purple light of the tentacles only flashed for two or three breaths and then disappeared. The misty insect gave a tired cry and flew back to the fusheng bag.

Gu Xuan suppressed his excitement and sent out a thought: "Thank you Xiaoyin, I wonder what the result will be?"

But after waiting for a long time, there was no emotion from Misty Insect. Gu Xuan was helpless and had no choice but to ask Wang Mang.

Wang Mang pondered: "The secrets of heaven can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. Just like the premonition of the Dharma Realm, it can only be vaguely sensed. The tentacles of the misty insect flash purple light. In Taoism, purple often represents good luck, and blood red means great misfortune."

"So, we can find Hongmei in the Nanyang realm!" Gu Xuan's face showed joy, then turned solemn, "Senior, do you know how much longevity has been lost?"

Wang Mang said: "We don't know, but we can only be certain that the lifespan lost will not exceed the upper limit of lifespan, otherwise the Misty Insect will never predict it. I estimate that the bigger and further the prediction is, the more lifespan will be lost."

Gu Xuan's eyes flickered for a few times, then he suddenly took off Zhenru's mask, used his mind power to scan it, and suddenly found that his appearance had become mature and calm, like a mortal in his thirties.

"Senior, can you deduce the loss of lifespan from changes in appearance?"

"Judging from your appearance, your lifespan has been lost for at least fifty years." Wang Mang's voice was solemn, "With your current cultivation level, you can probably have a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years. After deducting fifty years and your age, you are left with

More than seventy years."

Gu Xuan's heart sank: "Time is not waiting for me. It seems that I cannot predict the future at will, and I must step up my practice."

Wang Mang said slowly: "It is necessary to step up your cultivation, but there is no need to put pressure on yourself. There is room for change in this matter."

"Senior, please speak clearly." Gu Xuan put on the Zhenru mask.

Wang Mang said slowly: "I traveled to Nanyang back then, lurked in the Fuyuan Sect, read many Taoist books, and briefly saw that the life-sustaining beads can not only heal injuries, but also extend life, up to a hundred years, but it only needs

A special way of worship."

These words were like being offered a pillow when someone was dozing off. Gu Xuan's brows were filled with joy: "Senior, does he know the method of special sacrifice?"

Wang Mang said with shame: "It is recorded in Fuyuan Sect's Taoist books, but I didn't read it carefully at first. I just glanced at it with my spiritual consciousness and didn't remember it at all."

Gu Xuan thought thoughtfully: "Anyway, we have to check information on water monsters and ferocious beasts. Why not sneak into Fuyuan Sect? Seniors are familiar with the roads and can also serve as guides."

Wang Mang agreed: "This

It is possible, but it requires the right time. I was in the magic realm and have been waiting for five years. Compared with finding Di Hong, cultivation is still the top priority. There is no need to delay. We can no longer follow the steps and risk our troops."

Gu Xuan asked: "Besides using Xiaoyin as a supplementary method, is there any other way?"

Wang Mang had already thought about it: "There are many radical cultivation methods. I have to choose the one that suits you best. It's not easy to determine at the moment. You might as well wait until you kill the local casual cultivators before discussing it. I don't think there will be another opportunity."

Gu Xuan had no objection: "The so-called hot tofu cannot be eaten in a hurry, and it depends on what the senior said."

Wang Mang then suggested: "It is best to determine the lifespan lost by Misty Insect predicting good and bad luck. At least you have to know it in your mind. You can let Misty Insect predict it again and test the result of joining forces to kill the casual cultivator. Compare the two.

, which is helpful for grasping.”

"Okay." Gu Xuan nodded, "I just made a prediction and Xiao Yin is a little tired. I will test again when I return."

…

Xingfeng Island is really not big. When viewed from a high altitude, it looks like an oval. The maximum diameter does not exceed thirty miles. The landform is similar to Yueying Island.

The invisible jade bone boat flew to the edge of the island. Gu Xuan had calculated the schedule and planned to return there, but there was a city on the island.

Wang Mang commented: "The aura of this island is only suitable for your Qi entrainment practice, and it is not suitable to use misty insects as a supplement."

"This island can be used as an alternative cave. Let's go to the island and have a look."

With Gu Xuan's thought, the jade bone boat slowly flew out and circled around the edge of the island. Every time it circled, it would move closer to the city in the center.

During the circling process, Gu Xuan always used his telekinesis to search for traces of the magic circle and the aura of the monks. He could not find the monks until he approached the city.

"Next, let me search with my mind, just in case."

Naturally, Gu Xuan would have no objection, and the invisible jade bone boat was still slowly circling over the city.

After the jade bone boat circled twice, Wang Mang said: "It can be concluded that this is a mortal city and there are no monks."

"Then just return."

Gu Xuan didn't want to waste any more time, so he immediately activated his telekinesis, and the invisible jade bone boat flew straight out.

The spirit boat flew slowly, but Wang Mang still used his telekinesis. Not long after, he suddenly said: "Stop quickly, there is a small black sword on the stall in the antique street below."

Gu Xuan was so surprised that he quickly stopped the spirit boat and looked down with his telekinesis. Sure enough, he saw a small black sword on a stall somewhere.

What's even more bizarre is that this small jet black sword is exactly the same as the two small jet black swords in Gu Xuan's storage bag.

"This thing is destined to me, so I bought it."

Gu Xuan immediately made a decision and drove the spirit boat to a remote part of the city. He then appeared, put away the spirit boat, and walked slowly to the antique street.

There are few pedestrians in Antique Street. Since there is no ban, the cold wind is howling on the street, business is quite deserted, and many stores are closed.

The stall area is located at the corner of the middle section of Antique Street and is a small piece of flat land.

Because it is blocked by the houses on both sides, this place can be sheltered from the wind, but there are still not many people setting up stalls, only five or six stalls.

The stall owner with the small black sword was a young man with no martial arts skills. He was dressed in thick gray clothes and looked quite smart.

There was not a single customer in the stall area. When Gu Xuan walked in, several stall owners immediately looked forward to it.

Seeing the distinguished guest approaching his stall, the young man in gray clothes was overjoyed. He rubbed his cold hands and greeted with a smile: "Please take a look at it, sir. The antiques here are genuine and fair."

Gu Xuan doesn't talk nonsense, he means

He asked the little black sword with an expressionless face: "How can I sell this thing?"

"Your Majesty, you have good eyesight. This is a family heirloom of mine." The smile of the young man in gray became even brighter, "One price, one hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"One hundred thousand... spiritual stones?!"

Gu Xuan was stunned on the spot. He stretched out a finger and gestured back and forth between the booth and the two of them several times, almost becoming incoherent.

"Yes." The young man in gray looked solemn and serious, "Heirloom treasure, one hundred thousand spiritual stones."

"Huh, no sincerity."

When Gu Xuan came to his senses, he couldn't help but think of the scene in his early years when he went to the city to buy groceries. He would fight for every penny, haggle over every detail, and just throw up his sleeves and leave.

Seeing this, the young man in gray clothes hurriedly jumped up from the low stool, grabbed Gu Xuan's big sleeve, and begged: "Please stay here, if you are interested in this thing, just ask for the price."

Gu Xuan then stopped and raised a finger: "This price."

"Okay, just a spiritual stone!" The young man in gray clothes let go of his big sleeves, "Buying and selling, there is buying and selling, if you dare to come out, I dare to sell, sell!"

Gu Xuanben came up with ten spiritual stones. Hearing this, he did not correct himself. He took out a low-grade spiritual stone from his sleeve and said, "Bring it here quickly."

"Okay."

The young man in gray clothes happily took the small black sword and presented it with both hands.

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Gu Xuan did not stay any longer, put the small black sword into his storage bag and left immediately.

The young man in gray clothes carefully put away the spirit stones, and looked around with vigilant eyes. Seeing that the other stall owners seemed to be ready to make a move, he quickly closed the stalls and left.

Gu Xuancai walked out of the stall area a few feet away when Wang Mang suddenly said: "Huh? Someone secretly used telepathy to spy on your cultivation."

Gu Xuan's face showed no strange color, and without stopping, he secretly said: "Daomiao?"

Wang Mang responded slowly: "There is a telepathy in the middle of the Gangli Realm. There are monks lurking here, hiding their cultivation, hiding their telekinesis from me, and it is probably related to the small black sword."

Gu Xuan asked: "Can you still hide your cultivation?"

"Secret techniques, secret treasures, talismans and elixirs can all conceal one's cultivation, but it's not common." Wang Mang suggested, "Just use a canoe to leave. If the other party has evil intentions, they will definitely take action."

Gu Xuan had no objection, and after taking a few steps, he pulled out a brown wooden boat and flew out of the city brazenly.

…

Diagonally across from the stall area, in a hidden wooden house, there were five Gangli realm monks who had hidden their cultivation.

An old man in a colorful robe who was in the middle stage of the Gangli Realm asked calmly: "A casual cultivator of the spiritual path in the early stage has an ordinary aura. He may be a foreign cultivator. Who is willing to take action?"

A big man in white robe folded his arms with a sinister look: "I can do it alone."

"It's about a mysterious little sword. Don't be careless. The third, fourth, and fifth brothers will fight together to make a quick decision. It's best to leave the other party's spirit behind to search for souls on the mountain."

After the old man in the flower robe finished giving instructions, he glanced at the towering breasts of a young woman in yellow, with a strange light in his eyes and an evil smile on his face.

"This layout has finally attracted a small fish. I should celebrate with my second sister."

The young woman in yellow clothes was quite pretty. She glanced at the old man in the flower robe, her eyebrows were full of spring, and she said angrily: "In broad daylight, my eldest brother actually..."

The big man in white robe curled his lips, but did not disobey the order and left quickly with the other two male cultivators.

The young woman in yellow let the old man in colorful robes hold her in her arms: "What is the use of the mysterious little sword? It is actually listed as a prefecture-level task in the alliance."
Chapter completed!