The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it is me who turns back

14.

"Who did you say you saw?" Huai Chu took off the white gauze from Gu Zhizhou's hand, before he had time to take a look, he was so startled by this person's words that his jaw almost dropped.

Gu Zhizhou took a breath, frowned and said, "Don't pinch me, it hurts."

Huai Chu hooked the stool by his feet, dragged it over and sat down, gossiping: "Is it true or not, is Fu Ziqiu alive?"

The wrinkles between Gu Zhizhou's brows deepened, and he began to regret that he had gone out with this man about meeting Fu Ziqiu.He pushed away the face that was close to him with two fingers, and said angrily: "Damn, he died a long time ago."

"..." Huai Chu subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and reacted belatedly: "...Anyway, you really saw him."

Huai Chu looked at Gu Zhizhou with a complicated expression. He had been with these two people since he was a child, and he dealt with eight out of ten of their injuries. He also knew how good Gu Zhizhou and Fu Ziqiu's relationship used to be.Although I don't quite understand why they suddenly died of old age and did not communicate with each other back then, but many things are often blinded by the fog, but others have seen clearly.

No matter how clearly it can be seen, Gu Zhizhou failed to have any sparks with Fu Ziqiu 100 years ago. Now, one is a heavenly immortal and the other is a lower realm demon, not to mention the discord in his heart. I can't let it out.

The current second-in-chief of Xin Fangzhou and the chief candidate of the Heavenly Doctor—Huai Chu expressed sympathy for Gu Zhizhou from the bottom of his heart.

This fool either finds people to quarrel or fights all year round, and he probably hasn't fully understood the twists and turns in his heart.

Huai Chu sighed, pondered and asked, "How did we meet? Did you two talk? How do you feel?"

It's really heart-wrenching.

Gu Zhizhou let out an impatient "tsk", it was obvious that if Huai Chu asked one more question, he would lose his temper.

Huai Chu knew Gu Zhizhou's temper thoroughly, and immediately shut up and bowed his head to show him the injury.It's okay if you don't look at it, just look at it and jump three feet high.

"Oh, I'll go!" Gu Zhizhou felt his hand hurt, his scalp was numb: "Would you fucking not see me find someone else?!"

Huai Chu was even more numb than him, with sweaty palms, and said in shock, "You guys did it? Why are you so stiff? You can't be brothers, but the friendship is still there? Why did he beat you like this!"

Another series of questions made Gu Zhizhou furious.He pulled his hand out by his sleeve, and left without hesitation: "Is there anyone else in Xinfangzhou? Just get out and give me some medicine!"

Gu Zhizhou's notoriety spread far and wide, and the whole Xinfangzhou trembled three times when he yelled.

Huai Chu quickly chased after him and dragged him back to the house: "What are you doing! I didn't say I won't show you, why did you find someone else!"

"Talk nonsense again," Gu Zhizhou threatened viciously, "I'll burn down the entire mountain behind you!"

The back mountain is full of rare medicinal herbs, so what if you burn them?

Huai Chu didn't dare to provoke this lunatic again, so he treated Gu Zhizhou's wound in a hurry.

After fiddling for a long time, he looked at the burn on the palm of his hand, and still couldn't help sighing: "It's really cruel, you are right for not being friendly with him, if you have a quarrel, you will burn you with a ghost's yarn..."

Gui Wansha, the eternal imprint on the Demon Lord.

Gu Zhizhou turned his neck, his bones creaked.

Huai Chu was completely honest, fetched a basin of water, poured some unknown potion into it, and asked Gu Zhizhou to soak his hands in it.

Across the swaying water, Gu Zhizhou squinted at the hideous wound on his palm, and finally calmed down.

He thought about it and asked, "Will this...will leave a scar?"

Huai Chu was stunned for a moment, as if thinking of something, he asked back, "Do you want to stay?"

Gu Zhizhou lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes cast a shadow.The hands in the water closed little by little, and the fingertips touched the uneven break, causing slight pain.

As if he had made up his mind, Gu Zhizhou said, "I don't want to."

"Then there won't be any scars." Huai Chu reached into the water and pushed the man's clenched fingers away: "Is the soothing incense I gave you useful last time? Can you fall asleep?"

Gu Zhizhou gradually relaxed his back, unloading his strength and paralyzed on the chair.Hearing this, he shook his head and pinched his eyebrows wearily: "It's still the same as before."

After he finished speaking, he paused, thinking that the night he slept with Fu Ziqiu was actually the best night he slept in a hundred years.

"I changed another prescription, you can take it back and try it." Huai Chu also had a headache, after trying so many prescriptions for so many years, he didn't care if it worked at all.Several times Gu Zhizhou got angry and almost smashed his signboard: "But I still say that, heart disease needs heart medicine, you better relax."

heart disease?Gu Zhizhou raised the corners of his mouth mockingly, his heart disease had already rotted to the root, and Ren Xinbihai could not be cured.

"Forget it," Huai Chu probably felt that persuasion was useless, and said, "I can't die anyway."

Gu Zhizhou returned to Xu Yu Peak with a bunch of bottles and cans.

The Lingji Sword Gate is majestic and majestic, and the Xuyu Peak is even more majestic and beautiful. The towering peak pierces the sky, and the lingering rays of light outside the Nine Heavens dye the mountains, clouds and mist crimson, like a girl's blushing face.

Everyone on Lingji Continent respects Xu Yufeng, and Xu Yufeng enshrines an ancestor, Gu Zhizhou.

Recalling the battle between gods and demons 800 years ago, the sword in the ruins was like Gao Yanru, and a long sword "Beige" broke through the battle of killing gods, killing all 32 ghost generals under the command of the demon king.How many sword cultivators squeezed their heads and wanted to join his sect, but they all failed.

Everyone knows Beiyan Jun, who aims to be free and unrestrained, but not in name.

Until more than 100 years ago, he brought back two and a half children from the world with his own hands, and announced to the Three Realms that he would accept them as disciples.

The two children were Gu Zhizhou and Fu Ziqiu.

They grew up together, read and wrote together, practiced sword and martial arts together, and even opened their spiritual consciousness together.

They were also questioned once, saying how could they be able to be Bei Yanjun's disciples.

Later, with the sentence "Cangshan bears snow, bright candles to the south of the sky", the names of Lord Xue and Lord Mingzhu on Xuyu Peak resounded throughout the three realms, and no one dared to belittle them.

Gu Zhizhou thought that this was the way to spend his life. Although the master was strict, he loved him everywhere.The younger brother is gentle and intelligent, he is independent outside, and he is obedient to him inside.

Although Bei Yanjun's lineage is inferior to Ding Xingwang's side branch, these three people are enough to comfort the rest of his life.

He doesn't have any big ambitions, his biggest wish is not to embarrass his master.Even if the master retires for a hundred years in the future, and the younger brother is more reliable than him, it will not be his turn to take on the big responsibility.

But the world is unpredictable, the master died of illness suddenly, and the younger brother fell into a demon with a broken sword, and the burden of sword gate fell on Gu Zhizhou's shoulders.

At the beginning, it was really internal and external troubles.

Xu Yufeng was too strong, he was red-eyed in Jiuchongtian, and hundreds of immortal sects waited for the opportunity to pull them down from the altar.

And in the side line of Jianmen, there are many respected elders and uncles, who would be willing to worship a junior in their twenties as their respect?

During that time, Gu Zhizhou's whole body was extremely thin, and his strong tendons and muscles withered away, leaving only a skeleton.

He has had a bad temper since he was a child. When his master was around, people respected Gao Yanru and gave him a bit of a good face.When the master was not around, there was a well-spoken junior standing in front of him, and he didn't pay much attention to his face.

Only then did Gu Zhizhou know how many people hated him, and how many people wanted to take the opportunity to see his jokes and trample him down.

In this regard, Gu Zhizhou's attitude is very clear.Just fight at Jianmen, those who are not convinced, have opinions, and are not reconciled, come and fight one by one.Everyone speaks according to their ability, whoever wins listens to whom.

It can be said that Lingji Sword Sect, and even Gu Zhizhou's present day, were all achieved by him with one sword after another.

Since then, no one in the Three Realms dared to underestimate Gu Zhizhou.Naturally, his reputation was also tainted to the end.

He is greedy for merit, eager for quick success, and he is also said to have a violent temper and kill without blinking an eye.

Everyone respects him and respects him, and the Emperor of Heaven is also courteous to him.But everyone is also afraid of him, afraid of him, and jealous of his unpredictable cultivation.

Except for the few people who knew his hard journey, no one dared to get close to him, and no one treated him sincerely.

The Dajianmen, Gu Zhizhou traveled all the way, and received respectful and alienated greetings all the way.

"Lord Negative Xue" was called out clearly, but no one dared to look up at him, and they all held their breath when approaching him, lest they would be beaten and scolded for any negligence.

Gu Zhizhou didn't show any clues on his face, he pursed his lips lightly, still showing such a fickle and ungrateful appearance.

But he was secretly sneering in his heart, what else is he dissatisfied with?

Now that Jianmen is at its peak, as long as he bears Xuejun for a day, no one will dare to come to bully him again.This is what he has always wanted. As for what others are talking about behind his back, after so many years, why should he care.

What's more, those people were right, he was born mean and ruthless, and he was very annoying.

Xu Shi left some self-knowledge in the bitterness, Gu Zhizhou lived in a remote place, he didn't join other people's fun, and he didn't want to be disliked by others.

It stands to reason that all people in Jianmen will move to Jinlang Hall after inheriting Jianzun.

But Gu Zhizhou refused, and left a sentence: "What is respected by the superior, the subordinates dare not commit crimes", still guarding the Wule Pavilion where he grew up.

I don't know how I thought about it, it was probably Le's hurt, that Wule Pavilion was filled with the breath of another person, until the torrent of time washed everything away, the memory was a little bit blurred, and the old person could not be seen in the void .

Gu Zhizhou finally let himself go in the bloody self-flagellation over and over again.

Gu Zhizhou fell on the bed, closed his eyes hastily without taking off his clothes.He was so tired, it had been a long time since he had experienced such a sour feeling from body to heart.

He even found it difficult to breathe, and he couldn't help thinking, what does it feel like not to breathe?What does it feel like to have no heartbeat and pulse?What is death, and what will he think when he dies.

Gu Zhizhou doesn't have the energy to dislike himself anymore, he wants to die, is he sick?

He kicked off his shoes, turned over, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.His head almost touched his knees, he was curled up, curled up, and rarely vulnerable.

It was so useless, Gu Zhizhou was a little discouraged, it turns out that some people can't forget it no matter what.Even if the years will blur his appearance, dilute the bits and pieces related to him, and even forget him for a long, long time.

But one day you will meet, and all the past will be recovered even more. The saddest thing is that you didn't realize until this moment that time has not changed anything.

Those untouchable memories buried in the thick soil and wild sand are nothing more than self-deceiving deceptions. They are obviously sure that those can't make any waves, but in fact they can't bear even a little ripple.

Arrogant, self righteous.

At this point, Gu Zhizhou found sadly that he remembered everything clearly, down to the smallest details, even the stitches of the tattoos on the clothes.

He fell into an irreversible deadlock, powerless to parry and return to heaven like a dead end.

Gu Zhizhou still slept restlessly this time, dreaming one after another, and after waking up he was more tired than after a fight.

Before going to Huaichu, he met with the Emperor of Heaven, and told all the things in the world, including the fact that he wanted to help Chen Puyu become emperor, but Fu Ziqiu took the lead.

After hearing this, the Emperor of Heaven didn't react much. He only said that he knew the matter well and would call Fu Ziqiu to the heaven for questioning.At the end, thinking about the previous relationship between the two, I was also concerned about one question: "Are you two still getting along well?"

At that time Gu Zhizhou's mouth twitched, and he replied solemnly: "Heavenly demons are different, so we should keep our distance."

The Emperor of Heaven smacked his lips in disbelief, he seemed to be in disbelief, and then waved his hand to make him back off.

Gu Zhizhou got up from the bed, took a look at the dirty and wrinkled clothes on his body, and felt a little disgusted with himself.

I really don't pay attention to it. I went to sleep without taking a shower or taking off my clothes when I came back. I was as hopeless as Qi Wu's reckless man.

Gu Zhizhou rolled his eyes towards the sky, and used the summoning technique to call the two disciples to serve him with bath water.

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Fu Ziqiu entered the Nantian Gate and arrived at the Nine Heavens Palace without hindrance.

All the immortals in the hall looked sideways, but they saw the new Taoist Master Shura approaching at a leisurely pace.

Fu Ziqiu was dressed in black with fire-colored acacia, his long hair was tied with a ribbon of the same color, his long and narrow phoenix eyes revealed laziness and casualness, but his exposed skin was as white as the silver glow of the moon.

This is Fu Ziqiu's first visit to Jiuxiao Tiangong in 100 years, and he no longer has the shadow of a bright and bright boy in the past.He is gorgeous and flirtatious, and his expression is full of frivolity and charm. At the same time, he is dead, gloomy and unruly coexisting, cold and lifeless.

Fu Ziqiu stood still three steps away from the jade steps, and smiled with his lips curled up: "Your Majesty, don't come here without any harm."

Long Yuan didn't care about his rudeness. Originally, the Three Realms and the Six Realms were divided into courts against each other. Fu Ziqiu is now the Lord of Shura and the Demon Lord. Although he is under the jurisdiction of the Heaven Realm in name, he can be said to be equal to the Emperor of Heaven in terms of status.

"It's been a hundred years," Long Yuan smiled back, and changed his address by the way: "How is Taoist Fu?"

It was Fu Ziqiu's turn to be modest: "Your Majesty is concerned, everything is fine with Ziqiu."

His "Ziqiu" at first sounds like a small fu low, but it actually gave the Emperor of Heaven enough face.

Since the last Great War between Heaven and Demon, Shura Dao has surrendered to the Heaven Realm for more than 800 years. In a sense, having Fu Ziqiu, who is of an orthodox background and knows the basics, being the Shura Dao Master always has more advantages than disadvantages.As a result, Long Yuan happily gave him some patience.

The two of them exchanged a few words of pleasantries without pain, which can be regarded as taking care of the feelings of the two.

Long Yuan was careful and asked, "I heard that you and Zhizhou met in the human world?"

Fu Ziqiu's expression was as usual: "Yes, Mr. Xue has a lot of help to make things happen this time."

Long Yuan was intimidated by the alienation in Fu Ziqiu's words. Is the relationship between the two really so deadlocked?So while feeling emotional, he consciously or unintentionally thinks back to the past: "Speaking of... you two used to..."

"Your Majesty." Fu Ziqiu interrupted suddenly, his voice was cold and deep: "Yesterday was just like water flowing eastward, but today people have already looked forward."

As soon as he said a word, the officials were in an uproar.

First, Fu Ziqiu blatantly interrupted the unfinished words of the Emperor of Heaven, which is called a collision.

Second, on the Nine Heavens Cloud Palace, his words did not conceal the meaning of warning, and his eyes were not respected.

The Heavenly Soldiers hidden in the palace are ready to move, and they will start the battle only when the Emperor of Heaven gives an order.

However, Long Yuan smiled helplessly, and waved his hands meaning it doesn't matter: "If everyone is as broad-minded as the Taoist master, there will be no lonely souls with deep delusions under the weak water."

"Your Majesty is wrong."

Long Yuan sighed: "Zhizhou has already told me about the human world. Since the resentful spirits escaped from your hands, you should bring them back. I don't know how to deal with them?"

Fu Ziqiu said: "The grievances have been calmed down. You should go to the eighteenth level of hell, go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and redeem your sins before you can reincarnate."

"Then I won't ask any more questions." Long Yuan stopped, and said again: "Besides, regarding the change of the emperor's throne in the world, is it against the sky? Zhizhou said... you did it for him?"

Fu Ziqiu paused, squinted his eyes imperceptibly, and replied truthfully: "The resentful spirits escaped from their own hands and endangered the world. It is Ziqiu's ineffective supervision. Only by relying on Mr. Xue's help can they be recovered. Ziqiu But still human.”

Long Yuan was so blocked by him that he had nothing to say, and finally gave up: "Forget it, you can go back, this matter first."

Fu Ziqiu asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty won't punish?"

Long Yuan glared at him angrily: "You guys wrote the book of life and death, you have the final say on who lives and who dies? Back off!" His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor stood up from the dragon chair, turned around and walked towards the apse Now, he mumbled in his mouth: "It's really good, one and two mouths are so stubborn..."

Fu Ziqiu left very knowledgeable about current affairs, and he didn't walk fast, as if strolling in a garden, causing the passing immortals to back away.

This Xu Yufeng is really evil enough, there are only two characters in this generation, one is eccentric and hot-tempered, and the other is deviant, making people frightened.

Fu Ziqiu strolled around Jiuchongtian, looking at the majestic mountains three thousand miles below.He hesitated for a moment, turned a corner and flew over.

Lingji Continent is full of aura, and Xuyu Peak is the gathering place of these auras. Sword cultivators use sword aura as a continuous source of support, and use the golden wind and sword rain to build the most indestructible restriction.

Fu Ziqiu stretched out his hand towards the thin golden curtain outside Lingjizhou, without being hindered in the slightest, the light was soft and warm, like a mother's hand holding him gently, embracing him little by little into a fragrant embrace.

Xuyu Peak has a total of 99 stone steps. When he was young, he complained more than once that the mountain was high and the road was far away.

Now, he can easily climb to the top with one jump, but he greedily climbs up the steps.

This down-to-earth feeling makes him relax, and every step is filled with 12 points of reverence and piety. He is like a hopeless believer, and every time he steps up, he will get a piece of salvation.

Halfway through the walk, a white butterfly flew from the shadow of the trees beside the road.

The butterfly flapped its wings and circled Fu Ziqiu twice.

Fu Ziqiu stretched out a finger, and the butterfly landed on his fingertip affectionately, even slowing down the frequency of flapping its wings.

Fu Ziqiu was amused by a butterfly, and his cold eyebrows seemed to be a little more angry: "Do you remember me?"

Butterfly didn't know if it understood or not, so it stayed for a few breaths and then flew away.

Fu Ziqiu shook his head helplessly, and said to himself, "A butterfly's lifespan is only a few years, what a fool."

Then go up, the landscape and the sky are not the same as when I left that year.

Finally climbed to the top, a black gold and iron sword was inserted obliquely at the gate of Jianmen. There, the light of the sword made it feel extremely heavy.

Fu Ziqiu wanted to touch the sword, but he withdrew his hand halfway.

Now that the sword has been broken, he is no longer a member of the sword gate, and he is not worthy to touch the sword anymore.

Going around to the back mountain path, the place is sparsely populated, and the disciples will not come here easily.But this road is the closest to Wule Pavilion, and across the lotus pond is the courtyard of Wule Pavilion.

The path is overgrown with weeds, and it looks like no one has walked it for many years.

Now that Gu Zhizhou has inherited Jianzun, he probably moved to Jinlang Hall long ago, and this Wule Pavilion is probably an abandoned house.

Even so, knowing that there was nothing and nothing would be left behind, Fu Ziqiu still wanted to take a look.

But who would have thought that just as he stepped over the lotus pond, the sight he saw terrified him.

The tree is still the same as before, and the flower is still the same as before.No yellow leaves, no accumulation of dust.

No cobwebs, no waste rocks.

The courtyard is decorated with plaques on the beams.

Even the inscriptions that he pasted on the pillars with his own hands, even the ink stains have not faded a bit.

From near to far, everything is shining brightly, even the wind is exactly the same as in memory.

Fu Ziqiu was almost limp.

With this appearance, where does it look like no one lives?It is clear that someone has carefully taken care of it, and one can tell that someone has lived here for a long time.

Fu Ziqiu clenched his fists subconsciously, obviously he had no position to intervene, but he still couldn't restrain the sudden strangeness in his heart.

This is a pure land that he cares for and preserves carefully.It was the place he dreamed of going back to, so cherished.Gu Zhizhou was so heartless that letting others live in would destroy even his last thought.

How could he expect that person to have a heart?It's just ridiculous.

Fu Ziqiu didn't want to stay any longer. How much he looked forward to before he came, but now he is so chilled.

Pulling out his sleeves and turning around, a gust of wind blew up under his feet, and he left without looking back.

In the room, Gu Zhizhou, who had just showered and changed, leaned out vigilantly, looked around the courtyard for a few times with sharp eyes, and then retracted inexplicably: "Is it my illusion?"