The vast world of Gu Xuan is boundless, with the two extremes of the world being at least hundreds of billions of miles apart. On such a vast land, news is difficult to spread in a short period of time.

  Moreover, such a vast distance, even if crossing the void gate, it is difficult to cross tens of billions or even hundreds of billions of miles in one night, which can only explain that they had already known the news in advance.

  So how did these predecessors of the righteous way know?

  The two old Taoists of Xuán Jī Shān were called Xuán Dì Zǐ and Xuán Huáng Zǐ. Xuán Huáng Zǐ said, "All cultivators understand the art of divination. Just three days ago, all the cultivators in the ancient Xuán Yuàn domain, no matter what hexagrams they calculated, showed a great omen of disaster, with the spearhead pointing directly at the south."

  Xuandizong continued, "As long as one's cultivation reaches a certain level, they will understand the way of observing energy. Three days ago, a majestic and powerful death energy burst forth from the Divine Spirit Tomb, shaking the entire ancient Xuanwu realm's spiritual energy. This is an omen that a great demon king is about to be born."

  Xuandi Zi and Xu Huang Zi were both renowned figures in the Daoist community, with cultivation that reached the heavens and pierced the earth. The Daoist methods and numerical arts they spoke of were profound and abstruse, but Guo Yixing's interest was not particularly great. However, their words left Guo Yixing shaken, as if the entire ancient Xuanyuan realm's heavenly mechanisms and numerological patterns had undergone a complete reversal in the past three days.

  "What is she doing?" Guo Yehao looked up at the sky, and at this moment, he didn't know if what he was doing was right or not. But since he had already promised her, he wouldn't regret it anymore.

  Four contemporary Orthodox masters sat on the ground, tied up in a bundle, but the immortal spirit on their bodies was not damaged at all. Their expressions were calm and leisurely, as if they were sitting on the ground to comprehend the Tao of Heaven, without any appearance of being prisoners. This should be another manifestation of their mental state and cultivation.

  Kuo I showed great respect for these four people, after all they were all worthy of respect.

  Yin Baihe put down the wine cup he had just finished drinking and smiled: "What Master Kudou said is right, Brother Guo is not a great villain, why help that demon?"

  Kuang Ye sat on the ground with four older predecessors, leaning against a large Chinese scholar tree, holding the small sword of the sky burial in his hand and playing with it. From time to time, he looked up at the dark clouds in the sky and smiled: "I promised to help her do six things, this is the first thing she asked me to do, can I not do it?"

  "On the right path, people value promises. Once you agree to do something, even if it means going through hell or high water, you won't regret it. You're not wrong, actually." Xuan Huangzi poured a cup of tea wine into his mouth, seemingly quite understanding of Guo Yao's approach.

  "Alas!" The old monk in red robes sighed deeply once again.

  Yin Baihe smiled and asked: "Master of Misfortune, how many times have you sighed today?"

  "I helped him count, it was the nineteenth time." After Guo Ye finished speaking, he also let out a deep sigh and said, "I've done it more times than him."

  "Whoosh!"

  A white shadow appeared on the horizon, like a divine light descending from heaven. Suddenly, SiSi threw the old beggar to the ground with a "thud", and laughed: "This is already the fifth one, I'll go knock two more back."

  After finishing speaking, Sisi Xiang shouldered a huge stick and flew away again, disappearing into the clouds.

  "Be careful." Guo Yi stood up from the ground and shouted loudly in the air, then walked over and pulled up the dirty old beggar, wanting to tie him up as well.

  The four seniors who had been tied up let out a long sigh, thinking to themselves that someone else had fallen into the Dao, and wondered if they wanted to tie up all the orthodox masters who came here.

  Kuang Yegang pulled up the old beggar, and was suddenly frightened, directly throwing him to the ground again, shouting: "What's wrong with this? It's actually this old stick."

  This old beggar was none other than the rascal beggar Guo Yi met in Shengwu City, and he was also Jie You Ran's grandfather, with a special status in Wu Meng.

  Hua Erlou heard Guo Yi's shout and immediately rushed over, running while asking: "Boss, what happened? Is some old geezer trying to run away? Watch me break his legs!"

  Yin Baihe, Ku Nan Dashi, Xuan Huangzi, and Xuan Di Zi were all pale-faced and almost fainted after being stunned by Hua Erlou's sentence.

  "It's nothing, just ran into an old acquaintance. " Guo Yao laughed with unprecedented joy and said: "Hmph, you old thing also has a day to fall into my hands, Fatzi will tie him up for me separately, tie a few more rounds, and then hang him on the tree."

  Hua Er Lou looked at the old beggar who was weak and frail, with white hair all over his head, and couldn't help but say, "Isn't this a bit too much? He looks really pitiful!"

  "Hmph, don't look at his malnourished appearance, in fact he's stronger than an ox, more cunning than a fox, and more treacherous than you. Remember to tie him up with a few more rounds, I don't trust him." Guo Yi's evaluation of the old beggar was quite high.

  "How long have I been deceived?" Huā èr Lóu muttered to himself without stopping, but still honestly tied up the old beggar and hung him upside down from a big tigli tree. Only then did he ask: "This old beggar is indeed not simple. Just now when I was tying him up, even with my spiritual sword, I couldn't pierce his skin. He's a ruthless character who cultivates both internally and externally."

  Guo Yiwang looked at the old beggar hanging upside down from the tree with his hair disheveled and laughed, "Nonsense, he's the city lord's big brother, how can he do without two brushes?"

  "Which city owner?" Hua Er Lou evil humorously shaved the old beggar's beard clean, and was smiling complacently.

  "The master of the secluded city is a lonely and elegant lady." Guo Yi said casually.

  "What?!" Hua Er Lou was so frightened that he fell to the ground, throwing his white beard far away, and muttered in his mouth: "This time I've made a big mistake, it's all over, our boss has been killed by you."

  Kuo Yeh smiled and said, "Isn't it just Ji You Ran's grandfather? What are you so scared of? At first, I saw you tying up the two Taoist priests, and you were still humming a tune, looking very pleased with yourself."

  Hua Er Lou's body was completely drained of energy, and he almost cried out in despair. "Boss, you have no idea, Ji Cheng Zhu has a huge background, even the elders in my family don't dare to mess with her. Damn it, I actually kidnapped her grandfather, this time not even ten lives would be enough to die."

  Guo Yixin's heart skipped a beat, as Hua Erlou was from the number one wealthy family in the world, and several of his ancestors were also top-notch figures in the ancient Xuan domain. They actually didn't dare to provoke Ji You Ran, so what kind of background did she have?

  In the depths of the isolated city, there were also shocking secrets. Those ancient castles that shone with lights but had no inhabitants, the palaces that sang and danced every night, the dilapidated Bodhi temples, and the clay statues in the temple that seemed to be either Buddha or ghosts - all these seemed to be a mystery, and this mystery was only known by each generation of the isolated city's master. And now, Ji You Ran herself had also become a mystery.

  Hua Er Lou saw the old beggar still hadn't woken up, and he crawled on the ground to escape, saying: "Boss, you and the city master are your own people, she won't do anything to you. At that time, just say it was you who tied her grandfather, but you must not betray me, have some sense of justice."

  "No problem." Guo Yi smiled and said.

  Guo Ye was not afraid of offending Lao Qi Gai, and the two were not fighting for the first time either. One more time wouldn't make a difference, one less time wouldn't make a difference either.

  Kuo Yeh went into the wine shed, brought out a cup of tea wine, and splashed it on the old beggar's face. He quietly waited for him to wake up, still rubbing his hands, and said with a smile: "Today, I won't let you get away without confessing everything honestly, or my surname isn't Kuo."

  Seeing Guo Yi's evil expression, the four seniors on the ground suddenly felt a chill, and they all thought that this little brother seemed not as easy to get along with as imagined!

  The old beggar slowly came to, only to find that his hands and feet were all tied up, and he was hanging upside down from a tree. The back of his head was throbbing with pain, and he suddenly let out a loud cry: "I'm done for! After bullying people all day, I've been pecked by the goose today. This time I've fallen into my own trap. I hope no one saw me, or this old face will be completely lost."

  "Old fellow, we meet again." Guo Yi stood under the tree with a sly smile on his face, looking at the old beggar with ill intentions.

  The old beggar didn't expect to meet Guo Yao here and suddenly scolded: "Little turtle egg, don't you dare put down your master."

  "Cut it out, who made you my master? Stop trying to get close to me." Guo Yi sat calmly on the ground with a cup of tea wine in his hand.

  The old beggar was in a hurry and said, "You didn't make me your master, but your wife made me her master, so now I'm also your master. You little scoundrel who doesn't respect his elders or the Tao, why haven't you put me down yet? Bring me some good wine."

  "Yan Shi Mei, she has come to worship you as her master?" Guo Yi's heart skipped a beat.

  The old beggar said: "Nonsense, I am a master of profound and mysterious cultivation, reaching the pinnacle of perfection, unmatched in the world. Who wouldn't want to make me their teacher?"

  "Wow, if you're so capable, how did you end up in my hands?" Guo Yi smiled and said: "I can let you down, but you must answer a few questions for me. Moreover, after I let you down, you still have to stay here and accompany a few seniors to drink for three days."

  "My goodness, there are still people here." The old beggar almost shrunk his head into his clothes, his two eyes looking downwards, darting around randomly, and finally saw the four people tied to the tree. He burst out laughing: "Haha, it's actually you two old cow noses, Xuan Huangzi and Xuan Dizi! And Suffering Master is still so unlucky, haha! I'm going to die from laughter, the master of the Silver family, the number one immortal cultivation family in the Central Plains, is also so unfortunate. It's killing me, it's killing me!"

  Xuan Huangzi coldly snorted: "What kind of person are you, old beggar, that you can recognize all four of us? You're definitely not an ordinary person. But why have I never seen you before?"

  The old beggar laughed happily: "If you haven't seen it, it's good, if you haven't seen it, you won't be afraid of losing face, haha."

  The four people on the ground were originally calm and peaceful, but now they were all trembling with anger towards the old beggar, wishing to fight him immediately.

  Guo Yexiao smiled and said: "The four seniors haven't seen it, I can tell them."

  The old beggar suddenly became furious: "You little brat, if you dare to tell anyone, I'll never let you off."

  Guo Yexiao smiled and said: "Do you really think I dare not? Someone as prominent as you, if I just give a hint to the four seniors, they will definitely know who you are."

  Xuandi Zi was also furious at this time and said: "Brother Guo Xiao, as long as you tell me the old beggar's sect, I can guess him out."

  The old beggar's eyes were about to shed tears as he shouted: "Youngster, as long as you don't tell them, I'll answer any question you ask."

  "Really?" This was what Guo Yi wanted to hear.

  Yin Baihe also disliked the old beggar and said: "Guo Xiao, brother, as long as you tell me which sect he belongs to, I'll give you a magical artifact."

  The weapons of Xian cultivators are also divided into grades. The weapons refined by the spiritual masters are called "Lingqi" (Spiritual Instruments), while those refined by the law masters are called "Faqi" (Law Instruments).

  The magic weapon is one level higher than the spiritual energy, but its power cannot be compared. If Guo Yi gets a magic weapon now, his combat power will increase by at least two levels and can rival the strong in the Ninth Palace of Spiritual Beings.

  Of course, Guo Yi also has a divine artifact "Zang Tian Sword", but the power of Zang Tian Sword is directly proportional to Guo Yi's understanding of the "Zang Tian Demon Scripture". He now only has a preliminary understanding of the Zang Tian Ling Jue, and can only see 168 ancient characters. Therefore, the current Zang Tian Sword is equivalent to a top-level spiritual artifact, but it still cannot compete with a magic artifact.

  A piece of artifact is extremely rare, even those wealthy families with strong foundation in the Spirit List may not have one, only the head of a divine weapon family has the capital to exchange an artifact for an answer to a question.

  The Great Master of Suffering also had an angry look on his face, saying: "Little brother, as long as you tell me, I will teach you a Buddhist divine speed technique. After mastering it, your speed will increase by at least five times. When cultivated to the peak, you can even chase the sun and moon."

  Xuan Huangzi said, "Little brother, just tell me, I can pass on to you a move of 'Mystical Eight Swords', because of the sect's rules, although I can only pass on one move, it will definitely make your combat power increase eightfold."

  Xuan Di Zi said: "I can also teach you a move of 'Mystical Eight Swords'."

  At this time, the old beggar had already provoked public outrage, and everyone wanted to expose his identity.