Longevity: Start by practicing the ruthless way

At this time, the holy bright moon like a fairy mirror also sank back into Gu Chi's body and could not last for too long.

Gu Chi coughed up blood and felt as if her whole body was about to split apart. The pain made her grimace and groan in pain.

Just now in the ancient bronze temple, in front of that abyss, the inexplicable power of rules emanating from weirdness and ominousness invaded her body, although the soft light of the ancient saint also poured into her body at the same time to help her resolve the crisis.

But after all, it is two supreme principles clashing within the body. If it were an ordinary person, they would not be able to withstand it at all and would be crushed into ashes.

Even a strong person like Gu Chi's physical body was almost half destroyed. She hurriedly opened the Heaven-Swallowing Bag and swallowed a medicinal king plant, then sat cross-legged on the ground to start healing her wounds.

"It was a close call..." Gu Chi was still in shock. Fortunately, the strange and inexplicable Dao was wiped out, and the holy light of the ancient saint protected her life. Otherwise, she might have really been in trouble this time.

Her injuries were extremely serious, with shocking bloodstains all over her body, especially her chest and abdomen, which were almost torn into pieces. A bloody hole that was transparent from front to back was only half a finger away from her heart.

She stabilized her injuries to prevent them from getting worse, and began to focus on healing and repairing her damaged body.

The surroundings were silent, with only the ancient altar blooming with divine brilliance, surrounded by wisps of scarlet blood light.

Gu Chi raised his eyes and glanced over there, with shock showing on his face again.

The coffin, which was surrounded by wisps of golden light and was extremely similar to the black and gold coffin of the big black dog, was still hovering in the void above the altar.

Very similar, really similar.

The only difference is that the coffin is more perfect than the black gold coffin that the big black dog has at this time. It is engraved with many lifelike pictures of birds, beasts, mountains, rivers, sun and moon, etc. In addition, it is covered with mysterious and complex Taoist patterns and is stained with the blood of many creatures, making it look a little weird.

What is certain is that the golden lines swirling above are the golden threads of the autumn silkworms, and are very likely to be the black gold coffin that the big black dog will gradually improve in the future.

The coffin lay across the void on the altar, and silently, a figure appeared on it!

The person's figure was so hazy and blurry that it was impossible to see clearly, and it was impossible to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"This is..." Gu Chi widened his eyes in disbelief and stared blankly.

"Buzz!"

The altar trembled, and the time and space there were extremely unstable. A hazy light diffused out, revealing a very unstable secret passage in space. The man fell into it and disappeared.

"That person wanted to come over, but fell into a secret space passage. Where will he be teleported to?"

Gu Chi's heart was shaken. After a long time, he came to the conclusion that it should be a photo from the past, a reappearance of a historical mark from long years ago, not the time that just happened.

"Who is that person? Is there a chance I'll meet him someday?"

Gu Chi whispered that if she could find that person, she would be able to learn all the details from him and know what kind of troubles Big Black Dog and the others had encountered.

But she also knew that this possibility was not great. The secret passage in space that the man fell into was very unstable. No one knew where he would be teleported to. Maybe he would enter the chaos of nothingness and could not find a way out, or maybe he would be teleported into another unknown time and space.

Three days later, all the external injuries on Gu Chi's body had been repaired and healed. As for the hidden injuries in her body, it would take at least another two or three days to fully recover. She got up and changed into a purple-patterned Taoist robe, deciding to recuperate after returning to the top of the abyss.

Before leaving, she turned to look at the dilapidated ancient altar, and the black-gold coffin that stretched across the void above it. Her eyes were firm. "I won't let anything happen to you. One day, I will definitely return to the altar and head to that battlefield to resolve everything!"

……

Many people from various forces came to the abyss.

"Where is Qianhe? My master wants to see her." Someone spoke and walked towards Murong Zhixiu and the others.

"People from the Black Lotus Altar!" Tuoba Cang frowned.

This is a Taoist tradition passed down from ancient times and is one of the three ancestral temples of the magic path.

The person who came was a young man wearing a black robe and had a pair of animal horns on his head.

Murong Zhixiu stared at him unkindly and said, "Your master is quite arrogant. Why don't you ask him to come and see Qianhe himself?"

"With those horns on his head, is this a calf that has become a spirit?"

"Qianhe is not here, how about we brothers fight a few moves with you first?"

Zuo Shiji and Li Wangcen were also ready to go.

Upon hearing this, the young man with animal horns on his head immediately stepped back and said, "I am only here to pass on a message for my master. My master has specifically requested to see Qianhe. He will be coming out of seclusion soon. Tell Qianhe to be ready to greet him."

After saying that, he turned around and left tactfully without any conflict with Murong Zhixiu and the others.

"You run pretty fast." Murong Zhixiu curled his lips.

"The adult he was talking about should be the ancient freak from the Black Lotus Altar. How could such a person also set his eyes on Miss Qianhe?" Tuoba Cang frowned and whispered.

"What's so strange about this? Sister Qianhe is too ostentatious in Kunlun Ruins, and she is carrying the sect's most precious treasure, the Autumn Silkworm Golden Silk. It's hard for her not to attract attention." Zuo Shiji said.

Li Wangcen walked to the edge of the abyss, peered down, and muttered, "So many days have passed, why hasn't Sister Qianhe come up yet?"

Tuoba Cang was getting a little impatient and said, "If he still hasn't come up tomorrow, let's go down and take a look together."

Until dusk, a figure rose up into the sky along the stone wall of the abyss.

She had disheveled hair and wore a purple-patterned Taoist robe. Hanging from a jade belt around her waist were two four-foot-long straight swords and a hide bag. It was Gu Chi.

She landed in mid-air, causing an uproar at the scene. Many people immediately rushed up, wanting to know what kind of opportunity she had gained in the abyss. However, when they met her cold eyes, they were shocked and stopped, not daring to move forward rashly.

"Finally back!"

Murong Zhixiu and several other descendants of the thieves and the big black dog flew over at high speed from a distance.

But Gu Chi ignored them and only left a shadow on the spot. In a few moves, he captured the three killers of Xue Luo Sect from the void.

"I've said before, in this Kunlun Ruins, I will kill anyone from the Xue Luo Sect I see. Do you think I'm kidding you?" Gu Chi stared at them coldly and was about to kill them directly, but at this moment a scolding came from a distance.

"No one is allowed to kill anyone here!" An indigenous person walked forward with an intimidating aura.

"Yes, you can't kill us!" The three assassins from the Xue Luo Sect suddenly shouted, as if they had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Crack!"

Gu Chi brought down his palm, crushing the bones of the three of them into ashes, and then threw them aside like dead dogs.