Senior Brother is Number One In the World

Su Lan touched Gu Subai's cheek with a trembling hand. The slightly cool temperature was very much like his father's. They both had ice spirit roots, and the temperature on Gu Yan's body was also very low.

"You...you are my child?"

Su Lan couldn't believe it. Why did they meet this child in this place? This was not the place they were supposed to come.

"Yes" Gu Subai held her hand and used a steady stream of spiritual energy to heal her injuries.

Su Lan believed it almost immediately, for no other reason than because of the power of the bloodline. The theory of bloodline in the world of cultivation is mysterious and mysterious.

"What are you doing here? Go back quickly. It's very dangerous here. Mother can't protect you."

Su Lan wanted to scream hoarsely at her to go back, but the pain in her chest prevented her from shouting, so she could only push her hoarsely with tears in her eyes.

She didn't push Gu Subai, and she didn't even move her body.

"Mother, it's been more than seventy years"

Gu Subai continued to heal her injuries and glanced at her with lowered eyes.

Su Lan was stunned for a moment. Has it been... so long? Has she not been back for so long? Has this child become so old?

"Although it is very inappropriate for my mother, I still want to say something." Gu Subai raised his eyes and then lowered his eyes, "I am already in the Mahayana stage, and my mother is still in the Nascent Soul stage. If you want to protect her, I am the one who will protect her."

"Are you already Mahayana?"

Su Lan was stunned, then used spiritual energy to penetrate her body, and what she gave back to her was Gu Subai's strength, which was already in the middle stage of Mahayana.

Before he was a hundred years old, he was already Mahayana, and his talent far exceeded that of Gu Yan and her.

Over there, Jiang Yitan had already finished. He pierced the scimitar monk's chest with his sword, and the other monks in black around him had their spiritual veins shattered by his spiritual power.

He stepped forward and used his sword to lift open the scimitar monk's mask, and his eyes suddenly opened slightly. This was...

"Do you know this person?"

Gu Subai helped Su Lan forward and glanced at this person lightly, but she didn't recognize him.

Jiang Yitan looked at her and nodded, "This is a Jindan elder from the Zongying Sect."

The Zongying Sect is an affiliated sect of the Guiyan Sect, and Jiang Yitan has an outstanding memory. As long as he has seen someone more than twice, he can definitely remember them the second time they meet.

Hearing this, Gu Subai's face turned extremely gloomy. It turned out that he didn't disappear, but was hiding among other sects.

"I've seen Master Shishui"

When Jiang Yitan saw Su Lan, he bowed respectfully. According to his cultivation level, he didn't have to salute Su Lan, but this was Gu Subai's mother, his future mother-in-law, so this ceremony was very necessary.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that he looked good and had the same cultivation level as Gu Subai, Su Lan couldn't help but ask.

"I am...Brother Gu's close friend"

Jiang Yitan didn't want to say this, but he had to respect Gu Subai. He wasn't sure if she wanted her mother to know.

Gu Subai raised her eyebrows in displeasure. When Jiang Yitan finished speaking, she denied it, "Not a close friend."

"You..." Su Lan thought there was some rift between the two of them.

Jiang Yitan also panicked, he was afraid that she would be angry.

"Mother, he is the person I will spend my whole life with, and he will also be my future Taoist partner."

Gu Subai stared at Jiang Yitan, every word was solemn.

Jiang Yitan's eyes met her smiling black eyes, and suddenly he gave up.

"Yes, Venerable Shi Shui, I am very happy with Su Bai, and I hope that the Venerable can make it happen."

Jiang Yitan bent down to salute Su Lan, as if he would not get up if she disagreed.

"Hello Long Yang?"

Su Lan's hoarse voice sounded from above, and Jiang Yitan suddenly broke out in a nervous sweat.

"No!" He quickly denied, "This junior is not Duanxiu, but the person he likes happens to be Gu Subai, and he happens to be the same as me."

Su Lan looked at the back of his head and smiled slightly, then she took Gu Subai's hand and patted it twice, whispering, "You didn't tell him your identity?"

Gu Subai raised his lips slightly and shook his head, "He likes me. Since that's the case, I won't say anything. It will be up to him when he finds out. He is not a stupid person."

What Gu Subai didn't know was that Jiang Yitan would become unable to think normally whenever he encountered something about her, and it would probably take a long time for him to find out.

"Get up, let's discuss this with Su Bai's father." Su Lan has not forgotten Gu Yan, who was separated from her.

"yes"

Jiang Yitan felt upset after hearing this. He stood up and looked at Gu Subai, conveying his uneasiness to her. He was afraid that her parents would not agree. He was very afraid, scared to death.

Gu Subai gave him a calm look in return, and then he caressed Su Lan to find a place to rest.

"Mother, why are you alone? Where is my father?"

She followed Gu Yan's remaining spiritual energy but only found Su Lan.

"I got separated from your father"

As if she thought of something, Lidya Su's face turned ugly.

"Xiao Bai, there are people from the demon clan here. Your father and I tracked them here from other secret realms..."

Gu Yan and Su Lan were originally practicing in other secret realms, but they accidentally encountered a demon cultivator. They were shocked, and then quietly followed the demon cultivator. They gained a lot from this, and they even encountered a demon clan.

The two followed the demons to the Kuangyou Secret Realm, and found that the Kuangyou Secret Realm was simply the base camp of the demons, with countless demon cultivators coming and going to make up a formation.

What supplement should be used? Use the blood and flesh of the monks to draw the formation, and use the spiritual roots and spiritual veins as the eyes of the formation.

Su Lan and Gu Yan had the idea of ​​destroying the formation as soon as they saw it, but they were discovered, so they could only grab the things in the formation and run away.

But what they grabbed seemed to be so important that these demonic cultivators kept chasing them endlessly, and they would not stop until they could get it back.

They couldn't run away, and they kept running around in the wild secret realm day and night. If Su Lan hadn't taken the opportunity to send a distress letter, no one would have known that they were in dire straits until now.

Just this day's small communication almost cost Su Lan half her life. The rescue she was looking forward to day and night did not expect that it would be her own child.

"Mother, where is that formation? And what did you take?"

For some reason, Gu Subai always felt that this matter must be very important.

Su Lan shook her head, "I can't remember the location of that formation clearly. Your father and I were hunted down when we first saw it, so we didn't take a closer look."

"But your father gave me what he grabbed."

Su Lan chuckled. Most demon cultivators thought the thing was somewhere with Gu Yan, so there were fewer demon cultivators chasing her.

Su Lan turned her wrist, and a radiant colorful bead floated in her palm.

The colorful bead has a strong soul power aura, but it seems that it has left the magic cultivator's formation, and the soul power on the colorful bead has signs of dissipation.

"Mother...can you give it to me?"

Gu Subai's voice trembled, and his body was trembling slightly.

Jiang Yitan noticed it immediately. He squatted next to her and patted her back comfortingly while transmitting a message to her.

[Bai Bai, what’s wrong? 】

Gu Subai didn't reply to him, her eyes were all fixed on this colorful bead.

Su Lanzhi gave it to her without hesitation, "It's better to leave it to you for safekeeping. This thing seems to be very important to the demon cultivators."

Gu Subai took it with both hands, and immediately used her consciousness to seal the dissipation of the colorful bead's soul power.