The Ex-girlfriend Who Has Been Missing For Three Years Says She Has Returned From Cultivating Immort

2022-07-16

Chapter 83 sword cry

A sword qi smashed through the walls of Martial Palace, with no luck Reduce, cut to the night sky.

Several silhouettes appeared outside the Martial Palace not long after the whistling of the sword.

Through the broken walls, Gu Changsheng looked at the hurried people and laughed awkwardly.

“It’s all here… Good evening everyone~”

Compared with Gu Changsheng, the level of Lu Xie’s family is really a little trouble.

Wang Wudi and Lay Ping had strange expressions, looking at the Martial Palace with one wall missing, not knowing what to say.

Beside Gu Changsheng, Li Xuanan’s eyes had lost the color, and he muttered to himself absentmindedly.

“Why…it doesn’t make sense…”

The immortal temperament is gone. At this moment, Li Xuanan is even more confused than Anan who can’t solve arithmetic problems. .

“The sword qi just now, did you make it out of Changsheng?”

Seeing Li Xuan’an’s dejected appearance, Wang Wudi had a guess in his heart and asked aloud.

Gu Changsheng nodded embarrassingly, he is also a little confused now.

Before Wang Wudi could continue to speak, a gust of wind blew past.

A disheveled Old Daoist Priest emerges from the wind, looking very abandoned all restraint.

It’s the gatekeeper of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

Old Daoist Priest flashed a gleam of sharpness in his eyes, and he was completely different from his usual lazy state.

Looking towards Gu Changsheng, he bluntly asked: “Is that sword qi yours?”

The Hidden Scripture Pavilion gatekeeper in front of him may be Jade For nearly a hundred years in the Qing Dynasty, even in records, sword dao innate talent has been the most Peak cultivator.

Gu Changsheng didn’t dare to neglect, nodded.

“Follow me to practice your sword.” Old Daoist Priest’s tone was firm, more like an announcement.

Then, as if he remembered something, he looked towards Wang Wudi and asked aloud: “Old Man Wang, are you okay with that?”

It seems to be very good to Old Daoist Priest’s words Unexpectedly, Wang Wudi was stunned for a while, then smiled and called the head.

“You go farther than me on sword dao, so I won’t mislead you.”

Lay Ping smacked his tongue secretly, Wang Wudi’s cultivation sword art, condensed Sword qi said more than 1,500 times, and even said that he would “mistake the children”.

“Come to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion tomorrow morning to find me.”

Leaving a sentence, the Old Daoist Priest restrained his sharpness and ran the Taoist method, and some monkeys left in a hurry.

“Wuwei, find someone to repair this place tomorrow.”

Looking at the dilapidated Martial Palace, Wang Wudi gave an order, then looked towards Gu Changsheng and continued.

“Go early tomorrow, Old Li is the most amazing sword cultivator I’ve ever seen, and I can learn a lot from him.”

Gu Changsheng no longer needs to go out. , and stepped directly out of the Martial Palace.

Li Xuanan followed behind him, still in a trance.

There was nothing in a hurry, and a few people just walked all the way, chatting and laughing, and walked out from the Martial Palace.

Not long after, I came to a small stream.

Inadvertently glanced at the stream, the smile on Wang Wudi’s face suddenly solidified.

A golden carp floated on the water with its belly turned upside down.

“No wonder I didn’t win much money playing mahjong today. The koi died and the card luck was gone. If you let me know who did it, I’ll kill him.”

The old man gnashing teeth, squeezed this sentence out of his teeth.

Gu Changsheng looked at his mouth and his heart, without showing a trace of strangeness, of course he would not betray Li Xuanan.

But the problem is that people can’t stop themselves from dying.

Perhaps he was knocked unconscious by Gu Changsheng, and Li Xuanan took it by surprise.

“Bullshit, you lose money in the afternoon, fish die at night, it has nothing to do with card luck, it’s just a technical problem.”

 …

It’s really a miracle that this guy has survived until now.

Wang Wudi sneered, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards Li Xuanan.

Hearing the sound of fisting to the flesh, Gu Changsheng shook the head and walked faster towards the house.

From a distance, Gu Changsheng saw a faint light on in his small courtyard.

Walking into the yard, he found that Song Qinghuan and An An had rested, and the room was dark.

But the dining table was not removed. A small lamp was placed on the table, quietly emitting a soft light.

On the dining table, there were several dishes covered with gauze, which seemed to be reserved for him by Qing Huan.

With a warm heart, Gu Changsheng warmed up the food and ate it clean.

Try not to make any noise so as not to wake them up.

Gu Changsheng cautiously packed up the table and chairs, then walked lightly into his room.

The night passed.

The family of three sat at the dining table and ate the breakfast prepared by Song Qinghuan with great satisfaction.

Gu Changsheng asked: “Qing Huan, why hasn’t the Master come back yet, is he still in Mount Tai?”

“The Master called yesterday, she went to see Senior Sister. I’m with Sister Junior, and we’ll be back together in two days.”

Carefully removing the fishbone, Song Qinghuan put a piece of fish into the An’an bowl, touched the little girl’s head, and answered casually.

After breakfast, An An sat on Lu’s back and went to kindergarten reluctantly.

After saying hello to Song Qinghuan, Gu Changsheng walked out of the small courtyard and rushed to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

At the door of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, the Old Daoist Priest was sitting on a chair dozing off, looking like he was not on his way.

After thinking for a while, Gu Changsheng walked into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion without disturbing him or making any sound.

Up on the second floor, Gu Changsheng went straight to the bookshelf where Yuqing’s sword art was.

Open the bamboo slip and find the place to leave a message.

Close to the place where Li Xuanan left the message, he left a line of words with his stylus.

“sword qi, one stroke is enough. I have a sword, which can break all spells.”

As he was about to continue writing his name, a voice came from beside him.

“If you want, write your signature as a sword cry person.”

Gu Changsheng turned his head to look, and at some point, Old Daoist Priest was already standing beside him , the tone was a little low.

“It doesn’t matter if you don’t want to, it’s up to you.”

Having decided to follow him to practice swordsmanship, Gu Changsheng certainly wouldn’t mind, so he wrote his signature.

“Gu Changsheng, the disciple of sword cry”.

Old Daoist Priest flashed a hint of joy in his eyes, and said, “My surname is Duan, and sword cry is my name and my Taoist number.”

Not waiting for Gu Changsheng to have In response, Daoist Sword Cry put his hand on his shoulder.

“What you need to do now is to visualize and make your sword qi more solid. Don’t use sword art anymore. This is called Tibetan sword.”

paused, sword cry The Taoist continued.

“Come here once a day in the future, and I will give you a new sword intent. When you can use your own sword qi to easily cut off the sword intent I left, go to the next stage. cultivation.”

Patted Gu Changsheng’s back, Old Daoist signaled that he could leave.

Looking at Gu Changsheng’s leaving back, Taoist sword cry sighed with complicated eyes.

The Martial Palace should not welcome him very much in a short time. Gu Changsheng thought about it and decided to go home and visualize the sword intent.

At this time, the phone vibrated slightly, as if there was news, Gu Changsheng looked down.

Shucheng Little Daoist Priest sent him a location and a voice message.

Gu Changsheng clicked on the message, and Little Daoist Priest deliberately lowered his voice from the phone.

“Daoist Brother Changsheng, I’ve encountered something, can you come and save me?”

A few seconds later, Little Daoist Priest sent another message.

“If it’s convenient, bring some cash when you come.”

After a while, like squeezing toothpaste, Little Daoist Priest sent a third voice.

“You can come alone, don’t call anyone else.”

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