No sooner had Murong arrived than Gu Youxian followed closely behind.
Both were quite surprised; they had just bid each other farewell, and before a few breaths had passed, they met again.
Fate?
Both shook their heads inwardly; this fate came too hastily.
"You sensed it too?" Gu Youxian asked.
Murong nodded.
"It's just an evil thought after death; I can handle it," Murong said.
But Gu Youxian shook his head, saying, "That evil thought is related to a deceased Supreme of my human race; it is only right that I deal with it."
"I am also of the human race!" Murong said.
"I'm talking about the human race of the mortal realm," Gu Youxian corrected.
"I don't care, I'm taking action!" Murong actually started acting shamelessly.
While they were arguing, on the continent where the Buddha Remnant race resided, four Guiyi realm old monks of the Buddha Remnant race surrounded Li Beifei and his group. They had been in a stalemate for half a day. These four old monks were the last four Guiyi realm experts of the Buddha Remnant race. They sealed off the space, and even though the warship was a Supreme artifact, without being able to unleash its original power, they couldn't break through the space to escape.
At this moment, the four old monks sat in the four directions of the heavens and earth, chanting scriptures. Buddhist sounds filled this land. On the warship, Li Beifei and the others looked grim.
"The Sutra of Salvation, they want to convert us!" The Holy Buddha Son's face was filled with solemnity. The Sutra of Salvation had powerful conversion abilities, capable of converting not only ghosts and gods but also people.
If they were converted, then they would become slaves of the Buddha Remnant race in body, mind, and will.
Fortunately, they were protected by a large formation, and the Buddhist sounds couldn't invade for the time being. However, if it dragged on for too long, they would be in danger.
"Holy Buddha Son, what exactly is the relationship between this Buddha Remnant race and your Blissful Buddhist Sect?" At this moment, Li Beifei couldn't help but ask the question he had been guessing.
"Amitabha!"
The Holy Buddha Son chanted a Buddhist proclamation and said, "My Buddha passed away here in the past. The Buddha Remnant race was probably born at that time."
After hearing this, Li Beifei and Li Ruoyu couldn't help but think of when they first encountered the White Tiger Demon Emperor. At that time, the White Tiger Demon Emperor was just a divine thought, but because Li Beifei took out Gu Changsheng's black cloak, allowing the White Tiger Demon Emperor's divine thought to awaken his past life memories, they survived that calamity.
When a Supreme expert passed away, if they had any obsessions in life, after their fall, the obsessions would become something between life and death, which mortals called ghosts and cultivators called divine thoughts.
"What are you talking about? I don't understand," Wei Xingxing asked.
"Now is not the time to explain this. What we need to do now is to leave quickly, otherwise, there will be big trouble," Li Beifei said with a solemn expression.
Just now, the Old Sixth in his body sent a danger signal. Previously, Gu Youxian and another Supreme woman had joined forces, and the powerful Supreme aura had already permeated the entire continent, and an ancient existence was attracted by this Supreme aura and was about to awaken.
And this ancient existence was the divine thought of the Blissful Buddha.
And it was an evil thought!
"Do you have any way to break their seal?"
Li Beifei looked at Wei Xingxing, Jun Nanzhuo, and the couple Xiao Yi and Su Yao.
Everyone shook their heads.
Li Beifei was still unwilling to give up and looked at Jun Nanzhuo, saying, "You are Senior Sister Qingyan's disciple, didn't she give you a few immortal artifacts for self-defense?"
Jun Nanzhuo instantly rolled her eyes at him, saying, "No."
"Boom!"
At this moment, an aura descended. A trace of horror flashed across the faces of the four old monks. They wanted to escape, but their bodies instantly exploded into blood mist, and torrential blood rain fell around them.
"This time it was your turn to attack, next time it will be mine." A woman's voice fell, and Murong and Gu Youxian came hand in hand.
They argued for a while without any result, so Gu Youxian suggested that each of them take turns to attack once. Murong agreed, but the condition was that Gu Youxian would first kill the four Guiyi realm cultivators of the Buddha Remnant race, and that would count as one time.
Gu Youxian agreed.
"Immortal Nephew Youxian!"
"Senior Murong!"
The one calling Gu Youxian immortal nephew was naturally Li Beifei. Although Lu Chengfeng was also Gu Youxian's martial uncle, he had never met him and didn't recognize him.
The ones calling Murong senior were naturally Jun Nanzhuo and the other three.
"Greetings, two martial uncles!"
Gu Youxian came to Li Beifei and Lu Chengfeng and was very polite.
Lu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "No need to be polite."
Lu Chengfeng told Gu Youxian not to be polite, but Li Beifei was really not polite. He put his arm around Gu Youxian's shoulder and said, "Damn, it's a good thing you came in time, otherwise, I would have been screwed."
When the others saw Li Beifei not only hooking up with a Supreme expert but also cursing and even calling him immortal nephew, the corners of their mouths twitched slightly.
Murong also turned her gaze to Li Beifei. Seeing this, Gu Youxian helplessly explained, "They are my grandfather's disciples."
Murong nodded, not surprised. Relationships like Gu Youxian and Li Beifei were common in the myriad realms. A big shot might take a disciple on a whim, and no matter how strong his descendants were, they would have to respectfully call him martial uncle or martial granduncle. If you were lucky, you might even see an Immortal Venerable expert calling an Awakening Realm cultivator martial uncle.
As long as the seniority was high enough, Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings were all juniors.
At this time, Li Beifei squinted his eyes and looked at Gu Youxian beside him, then looked at Murong not far away. After looking back and forth several times, he smiled and said to Gu Youxian, "Immortal nephew, you are blessed!"
"Martial uncle, Fellow Daoist Murong and I are not what you think," Gu Youxian explained helplessly.
"What did I imagine?" Li Beifei asked back.
"I..." Gu Youxian was speechless.
"We are all men, reserved, I understand!" Li Beifei said meaningfully.
Gu Youxian was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood. How did he become reserved? I am already the father of two children. If we were really that kind of relationship, why be reserved?
Gu Youxian cast an apologetic look at Murong, but Murong said coldly, "I don't accept apologies unless you don't take action."
"..."
He didn't expect Murong to take the opportunity to make an issue of it.
"Rumble!"
Before Gu Youxian could agree, the earth shook violently, and countless peaks instantly collapsed. In the center of the continent, an extremely powerful aura emanated.
"It's settled then!" After Murong finished speaking, her figure flashed and disappeared.
Seeing this, Gu Youxian could only smile bitterly.
"Crap, immortal nephew, there are still millions of mortals there!" Li Beifei's face changed drastically, and he shouted urgently.
