Chapter 1547: Where's the corpse?

"I count it!" After all, it was nearly ten thousand years ago. Even if Gu Jinqiu has a good memory, he still has to remember it. After a long time with his fingers, Gu Jinqiu gave Liu Lang an affirmative answer, "Eight days! "
"eight days?"
Liu Lang's face suddenly became dark. After he had planned to get Zhao Wude down, he rushed to Paradise Island and settled the fairyland cultivators in Dragon Ball.
This time was completely delayed.
"Master Liu, why don't we take Lao Zhao to Bliss Island!" Gu Jinqiu knew very well that Liu Lang's next plan was to come out of Dragon Ball, but there were thousands of fairyland cultivators in Dragon Ball.
These people have been detained for four or five days before, plus eight more days, and they will not be suffocated.
"No!" Liu Lang shook his head firmly.
"Why not?" Gu Jinqiu was puzzled.
"Do you know why Zhao Wude came back from death before?" Liu Lang asked rhetorically.
"I don't know." Gu Jinqiu replied awkwardly.
"You don't know, I don't know either." Liu Lang explained with a sullen face: "What if the resurrection of the dead has something to do with the place? Originally, he was able to survive, but because we were brought to Paradise, And completely hang up, not injustice?"
Bliss Island is not an ordinary place, surrounded by an array of circumvention forces. Although it is not an independent small world, the rules there are already different from those of the mortal world.
Zhao Wude's ability to be resurrected from the dead does not mean that he can also be resurrected on the island of Bliss. Except for the island of Bliss, the immortal prison also has the same problem.
As for the Wutian Sacred Stele, let alone think about it. It is a completely independent world. If Zhao Wude is really thrown into the Wutian Sacred Stele, Zhao Wude will die if he does not die.
Therefore, after thinking about it, the safest way for now is to stay at Mount Danfu.
Zhao Wude was a god-man who could easily depict the saint patterns. He was about to die, not just for Liu Lang alone, but for the entire Three Realms.
You know, there are too few surviving holy patterns in the Three Realms, which greatly hinders the development of the refining process. Now, every new holy pattern appears, it will set off a stormy sea, such as Before, the four sacred patterns on the iron box in which You Xijian was in full bloom had become a celestial skill refiner, refining the sky.
The value of Zhao Wude can be imagined.
For the above reasons, Liu Lang did not dare to take any risks. He did not want to be a sinner in history.
Gu Jinqiu didn't think as long as Liu Lang. He didn't even know what Shu Lian and Saint Rune were, but it was related to Zhao Wude's life, so it was better to be cautious.
As long as Liu Lang is not in a hurry, let alone eight days, even if he stays here for eight months or eight years, Gu Jinqiu doesn't matter.
"Close the curtains. For these eight days, guard the Wude Cottage, and no one is allowed to break in!" After thinking about it for a while, Liu Lang decided to find something for Gu Jinqiu.
This was all the trouble that Gu Jinqiu caused himself, of course he had to wipe his by himself.
Zhao Wude is a celebrity in Danfu Mountain. There are hundreds of people who are waiting in line for Zhao Wude to give guidance to countless scenic staff and tourists.
Zhao Wude promised at the time that he would count it for those people tomorrow.
If this does not show up tomorrow, those tourists will not riot, 100% will find Wude Caotang, if this is to let people see the body of Zhao Wude, he and Gu Jinqiu will be reduced to murderers.
In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, it is better to completely ban Wude Cottage.
"Understood!" Gu Jinqiu is also a fairyland cultivator anyway, guarding a house, naturally no longer a word, after receiving Liu Lang's order, he immediately performed his duties faithfully, and his divine sense spread across every corner of the Wude Cottage, let alone people. Even a mosquito can't fly in.
"just wait!"
For the cultivator, eight days is not a long period of time. Sometimes, a little retreat is a few months. Anyway, Gu Jinqiu guards the Wude Thatched Cottage, and Liu Lang simply meditates on the sofa to practice.
This sitting is for several days.
However, limited by the environment, coupled with the high realm, in the late stage of the Profound Pill Realm, after a few days of cultivation, Liu Lang did not feel any significant progress. After all, Wude Caotang is not a Tianzi training room in Beihai Dragon Palace, and lacks aura. There is no time for bonuses, and it is unrealistic to want to advance by leaps and bounds like the past month.
"Forget about the Dragon Tomb!" Thinking of the invitation from the True Dragon Tianzun before, Liu Lang secretly sighed.
The Dragon Tomb is a resting place for the powerful dragons in the past. There are countless opportunities inside, but the threshold for entry is also high. One of the hard conditions is that the cultivation base is above the fairyland. For the true dragon, this is not the threshold at all, because , When the real dragon of the four seas was born, there was a fairyland cultivation base. However, Liu Lang was abruptly stuck.
Even if True Dragon Tianzun wanted to open this back door for him, and let him enter the Dragon Tomb as a non-dragon clan, and the cultivation base could not be reached, I am afraid it would be impossible to open it.
When he was in the Tianzi cultivation room, Liu Lang was also very energetic, dreaming of being able to ascend to the fairyland within two months, but now more than a month has passed and he has not even touched the threshold of the Profound Pill Realm's Great Perfection. , What about Wonderland!
Liu Lang simply stopped practicing.
Standing up, walking to Zhao Wude's corpse, and looking at it, it was found that Zhao Wude's corpse was still cold and stiff, and there was no sign of resuscitation, but his corpse did not rot or deteriorate, as if he had just died.
This proves that there is still hope.
"How many days have it been?" Liu Lang asked Gu Jinqiu who was guarding at the door.
Because of the strict implementation of Liu Lang's orders, Gu Jinqiu did not close his eyes these days.
"Seven days!" Gu Jinqiu replied.
"So fast?" Liu Lang was a little surprised. Once he devoted himself to the cultivation, he really couldn't feel the elapsed time. And he is only in the Profound Pill Realm now. No wonder the golden immortals and Tianzun are hundreds of thousands in one retreat. Thousands of years!
"Master Liu, there are a lot of people outside now." Just then, Gu Jinqiu reminded.
Liu Lang walked to the gate, looked out through the cat’s eyes, and found that there were hundreds of people surrounded by three floors and three floors outside. From the clothing point of view, most of them were tourists and some staff in the scenic area. .
Obviously, Zhao Wude didn't show up for a week, which attracted the attention of the scenic spot and tourists. These people are here for someone.
"Mage Wude, are you in the house? If you are, I promised that we dare not disturb you. We just want to make sure that you are safe." A middle-aged man who looks like a leader of the scenic spot is holding a small The horn, shouted into the house.
"As long as they don't rush, they don't have to deal with it. If they rush, pay attention to the way, don't hurt people. Anyway, it will still be one day." Liu Lang retracted his gaze and ordered Gu Jinqiu from the side.
"Understood!" Gu Jinqiu nodded vigorously.
After the confession, Liu Lang turned around and inadvertently glanced at Gu Jinqiu's back. The cold hairs all over his body stood up at once: "Where is the corpse?"

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