I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

These immortals were not fools, so they naturally knew that they were no match for Gu Jiu. At the call of another gray-robed man, they began to flee.

Seeing this, Gu Jiu sneered and said, "Want to run away?"

As he gently swept his right hand, making a gesture of playing a zither, the giant sword suddenly flipped past and turned into the shape of a zither.

The flying sword is both the body of the zither and the strings.

With a swish, Gu Jiu swept his hands forward, and the sound of the piano was like thunder.

More than ten flying swords suddenly flew out, turning into silver afterimages, piercing through the bodies of more than a dozen escaping immortals from the Yingxian Sect.

A song breaks my heart, where can I find relief from my sorrow?

Chapter 10 One Eye's Mission

A zither made up of hundreds of flying swords lay across Gu Jiu's body, accompanied by the light of the sky after the clouds were torn apart, creating a very picturesque scene.

Gu Jiu stood facing the wind, his posture elegant. A fox demon with exceptional eyesight in the Qingqiu clan observed this scene and murmured, "Is that Master Jiu?"

Ever since he dealt with the Ghost King, Gu Jiu's title of "Master Gu" has long been replaced by "Master Jiu", which means he is much older.

If Gu Jiu hadn't insisted on not doing so, these foxes would have even made a statue of him.

The statue of the Ghost King was made out of necessity, but the statue of Gu Jiu was made willingly.

After hearing that the person in the sky was probably Gu Jiu, the foxes immediately became excited, and some female foxes even squeezed their legs together.

The sounds of the piano rang out one after another, and flying swords shot out from the piano.

Each flying sword was extremely fast, tearing through the air and leaving clear afterimages in the air. Soon, bunches of bright blood flowers bloomed.

The flying swords easily penetrated the bodies of the fleeing immortals, bringing out bursts of shrill screams.

These square-eyed immortals who regarded ordinary humans as ants died like ants under the sound of Gu Jiu's piano.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, like the sound of heavy rain hitting the windowsill.

The flying sword on the giant piano was spinning, and the shimmering sword light it reflected was very beautiful.

Immortal Fangtong kept falling from the sky, some were still struggling in pain, and some were already dead. This was probably what was called killing with a snap of the fingers.

The originally mighty team fell apart in an instant.

Those members of the Qingliu League who had set up the formation earlier couldn't help feeling jealous when they saw how obedient their flying swords were in Gu Jiu's hands.

These flying swords are their natal objects, which require a lot of effort to cultivate and then establish a connection with their sea of ​​consciousness. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are their lovers.

And now, their "lovers" are so well-behaved and obedient in Gu Jiu's hands, it is easy for them to have the illusion that they are a little cheated.

At this time, the flying sword-made harp was only one-third of its original size.

"Go!"

Gu Jiu took a deep breath, then suddenly clapped his hands together, and the sound of the piano reached its peak in an instant.

It is the extreme and also the end.

As the extremely solemn and murderous sound of the piano rang out, the air in front of Gu Jiu suddenly vibrated and turned into a huge ripple.

The remaining flying swords all rushed out in an instant, bringing out gray turbulence.

Screams rang out one after another, and blood exploded like flowers, flying in the air, like pastels dotted by a painter on canvas.

Of the more than four hundred immortals from the Yingxian Sect, only a few survived and fled far away.

The ground was covered with the sturdy bodies of Teng Snakes, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, which was very pungent.

In front of Qingqiu, it was like purgatory.

Gu Jiu's body swayed gently and fell back to the bow of the Topaz Star Boat which was still floating in the air.

The members of the Qingliu League were all in shock, and had not yet recovered from Gu Jiu's magical power. It was not until a female disciple asked, "Where are our swords?" that the expressions of the group of members changed from shock to confusion.

This sword was borrowed by Gu Jiu. Doesn't he have any intention of returning it?

It flew so far, do I have to pick it up myself?

At this moment, Gu Jiu waved his sleeves and said lightly: "Go back."

At this moment, the flying swords that were left outside turned back one after another, and under the reflection of the skylight, they looked like rippling waves.

After killing someone, they landed in different places, but when they came back, they all fell accurately into their owner's sheath.

What kind of precise control does this require?

People who can do two or four things at once are often praised as geniuses, but Gu Jiu's ability to do hundreds of things at once can only be described as "terrifying".

After the fight, Gu Jiu still felt a little tired, so he pulled out the rattan chair and lay down.

The Topaz Starship slowly descended from the sky and arrived in front of the Wall of the Demon Eye.

The gray-robed man who had wanted to harm the Wall of the Demon Eye had already run away. He was also one of the few immortals from the Yingxian Sect who was still alive.

Yu Weiwei stood in front of the Demon Eye, waved her hand, and then silently recited a spell.

The Demon Eye closed its eyes tiredly, and an exit appeared there.

Since the crack was not big, the Topaz Star Boat could not enter, so the members on board entered Qingqiu under the leadership of Yu Weiwei.

Faced with this divine rescue, the Qingqiu clan naturally welcomed it with singing and dancing.

It wasn't long before I started missing Jiu Ye, and Jiu Ye came. Jiu Ye even said that he was not a god?

Gu Jiu and Su Ying were the last two to get off the boat. Gu Jiu looked at the old demon eye, and a flash of worry crossed his eyes.

Su Ying couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jiu said calmly: "Qingqiu is not safe. Once the problem of the Bitter Sea is solved, the Qingqiu clan must follow us."

After saying this, he and Su Ying walked towards Qingqiu.

It was not known whether Demon Eye understood what Gu Jiu said or what, but tears streamed down his face.

It was friends with the nine-tailed fox. After the demon died, it was still alive. If it hadn't been for the fox's help, it would probably have rotted in the darkness.

The fox behind brought it back here and said that it would keep him as a companion.

The fox and the Demon Eye became good friends. The Demon Eye regarded Qingqiu as its new home and was very satisfied with being able to protect Qingqiu.

Sometimes, to survive, you must find meaning. A meaningless life will quickly decay.

The Demon Eye found the meaning of life again, but the fox had not returned for a long time since it left last time.

It thinks the other party is dead.

Her tribesmen treated it with great respect, providing it with good food and drink, and it also treated the fox's offspring as its juniors.

Time flies like an arrow, day and night. Even if it was once part of a powerful demon, it will eventually meet the end of its life.

The Demon Eye knew that it didn't have much time left.

It hoped that in the last moments of its life, it could chat with the fox again and tell each other about the scenery they had seen, but now it seems that this is impossible.

Qingqiu was already bustling with activity.

Yufang and Yuyuan went to investigate the wall of the Demon Eye, thinking that it would gradually recover like last time, so they respectfully offered two sticks of Lingxue incense to the Demon Eye, and quickly joined the Qingqiu clan in welcoming Gu Jiu and his group.

As night fell, the bonfire burned brightly, illuminating the faces of every member of the Qingqiu clan who looked relieved after surviving the disaster.

Although there are cracks in the wall of the Demon Eye, it still isolates the terrifying night outside, like a giant standing tall.

In Qingqiu City, there were sounds like the tide. Gu Jiu and his companions, along with the foxes of Qingqiu, were eating and drinking, enjoying the joy of resting after a long journey.

And the old demon eye on the wall of demon eyes closed its eyes amid the surging noise.

Never opened my eyes again...

Chapter 11 The Journey of the Two Strongest

Within one day, everyone who came with Gu Jiu had settled down.

Although the Qingqiu clan does not have that many vacant houses, it is no problem for each household to accommodate one or two guests.

This time, the female vixens discovered that the people Gu Jiu brought seemed to be all women, and they were beautiful women, and they couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

They had better not count on the fierce competition, as they didn’t know how far the Vivi in ​​the clan had come.

The next day, almost everyone in the Qingqiu clan knew that the woman next to Gu Jiu was very beautiful.

Su Ying's appearance directly crushed all the female vixens, and Liu Wan's charm made these female vixens feel ashamed.

It has to be said that after seeing the woman next to Gu Jiu, the confidence of these foxes was almost shattered.

Yu Weiwei looked calm and composed because she had been tortured before.

Among them, the woman who always kept a low profile still attracted the attention of many foxes.

The empress was only wearing a simple floral dress and no makeup, looking no different from the girl next door, but even so, she still attracted the attention of the foxes.

Her temperament is rare in the world and is more than enough to surpass her appearance.

What's more, her appearance is also extraordinary.

Therefore, it is difficult for someone like the Empress to keep a low profile because her strength does not allow it.

When she inadvertently revealed a bit of her unparalleled temperament, the foxes were frightened so much that they dared not look her in the eye.

Gu Jiu's arrival in Qingqiu with a group of fellow townspeople was already a major event in Qingqiu City. The crisis yesterday was resolved largely thanks to Gu Jiu and his people, so the fox demon clan was very grateful and treated them to delicious food and wine, creating a bustling scene throughout the city.

After the city lord Yu Ruyi arranged everything, he decided to go and see the Demon Eye Wall. After all, it seemed to have suffered some damage yesterday.

But when he came to the wall, he was shocked to find that the material of the entire wall had changed.

The Demon Eye Wall used to be very tough because of the demonic energy mixed in it, which caused demonic energy fluctuations. But now, when you touch it, it feels like an ordinary stone wall.

"Could it be?"

Yu Ruyi was suddenly panicked and hurried to the vicinity of the magic eye.

After a few breaths, Yu Ruyi knelt down in front of the wall and kowtowed.

Tears fell to the ground, wetting the dust.

The magic eye on the wall can be said to be their elder, a very old elder.

It is a good friend of its ancestors and has been guarding Qingqiu for countless years.

And now, since the ancestor left, the elder with the devil's eye has also left them.

The originally bustling city of Qingqiu was soon filled with the sound of ancient bells, signifying the death of a great figure in the clan.

The foxes looked at each other, confusion written all over their faces.

The last time they heard the bell, it was the high priest who left them. What about this time?

When the news of the Demon Eye's departure spread, some of the Qingqiu people were at a loss, some shed tears silently, and some even burst into tears.

The history of the Qingqiu clan is not short, but it is very simple, giving it a fairy tale feel.

The most powerful ancestor brought his people to find this paradise and guarded it together with his friends. From then on, Qingqiu became the most peaceful place in this terrible world, and the Qingqiu clan lived a good life from then on.

But time really does change a lot of things, such as the ancestor's departure and never returning, and the elder with the magic eye who has been protecting them will also die of old age.

The Demon Eye is like air to them, difficult to notice at ordinary times, but when it leaves, it makes them sad.

The death of such a being naturally caused great grief to the entire clan, even more than the passing of the high priest.

If the high priest was working hard for the Qingqiu clan, this demon eye was silently guarding them, generation after generation.

They thought that this kind of thing would last forever, but unfortunately, nothing in this world can last forever.

Immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons will all fall, be abandoned by the long passage of time and turn into dry bones. Compared with the long passage of time, the demons and humans with even shorter lifespans are no different from mayflies that live and die in a day in their eyes.

But when the time comes to this point, their emotions are so clearly visible.

In front of the Wall of Demonic Eye, the Qingqiu clan knelt together with grief-stricken expressions.

There was smoke rising up, that was the Lingxuexiang that Demon Eye loved most.

Gu Jiu and the empress stood side by side, looking at the fox demon and a few humans kneeling together, their expressions somewhat solemn.

Although Qingqiu is small, these things also represent the rise and fall of a clan, which is not much different from the Tang Kingdom that is waiting for their rescue.

"We'll set off tomorrow." The empress said this lightly and turned to leave.