Grandmaster Plane [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

After that day, the small town near the collapsed mountain luckily did not suffer any damage, and the inn where Gu Shengyu disappeared was also taken away by the Tibetan swordmen who happened to pass by. It seems that there is no impact at all. , leaving no trace.

But I don't know when, the legend of the mountain god's anger began to spread in the nearby villages, and finally moved to various towns with the population, and then it should be said that it was a matter of course or a combination of circumstances... The legend about the mountain god eventually evolved into a belief in this place, and because of the invitation to come The artist I met Gu Shengyu by chance, left a deep impression in my mind, so the picture of the mountain god is quite similar to him.

After being meticulously carved by craftsmen, the finished product is enshrined in the temple. Hundreds of years later, this temple is full of incense, and the gods worshiped in the temple are also beautiful, which is very different from other clay puppets. They are spiritual, and there are more and more miracles and legends here.

And Gu Shengyu, who still doesn't know these things, is still stepping on a path that others will never take, challenging the "height" that ordinary people can't reach.

The wind passes through the mountains and streams, passes through the greenery, and sees shadows flying, and dark clothes fluttering.

Following Gu Shengyu through the dense forest canopy, startled a group of birds, Mao Mao, who had already slept on his shoulder, woke up drooling, and the first thing after waking up was pulling the sleeve of Mo Yu, who was lying on his shoulder next to him .

"Brother Xiaoyu, when can we go back to the inn?"

He hasn't written the big characters yesterday.

Mo Yu was also silent. Would they still have a chance to go back to the place that gave them a rare stability even though they lived there for a short time?

Gu Shengyu happened to step on the top of an ancient tree, pointing his toes on the tip of the branch, jumped into the air with the elasticity, turned around and flew away, startled Mao Mao and yelled, and then leisurely landed on another tree, raised his eyebrows slightly , calmly said: "Why? Don't you want to go back to my house with me?"

"what!"

"Ugh!"

They all turned their heads to look at him. Regardless of the startled situation just now, Maomao put his hands on Gu Shengyu's shoulders, leaned his upper body back to Gu Shengyu's eyes, and shouted excitedly: "Sir, do you want to take us in?"

"That's right, that's right, you first return to my original position and block the way."

"Oh."

Mao Mao obediently lay back.

Gu Shengyu looked at the clear water and blue sky in front of him, the closer he was to Hangzhou, the more he saw the water, and the mountains surrounded by mountains and rivers were layer upon layer.

"Looking horizontally, it looks like mountains and peaks, and when viewed from a distance, the heights are different."

This is the landscape around Hangzhou.

Like him, Mo Yu admired the rapidly retreating mountain scenery, and knowing that Mr. chose to walk on the "road" with no one for them, so he didn't say any more, just wrote it down silently, secretly grateful.

But unexpectedly, Gu Shengyu seemed to know what they were thinking and said, "Are you curious?"

Most people see what he does, and after the horror, they are curious, and he understands.

Mo Yu was silent for a moment, then shook his head. The cold and proud young man played his caring part towards familiar people as always, and quietly said: "Mr. is Mr.." He saved them, helped them, and has not abandoned them yet.

The emotion in Gu Shengyu's eyes softened slightly, melting the boundless abyss.

After adjusting his posture, he put his hand on the top of Mo Yu's head, and pressed the back of his head. Gu Shengyu pretended to be displeased and said, "Everyone wants to do so much, eat and sleep when you are full, and eat when you are full. "

Maomao said honestly, "Sir, that's a pig."

Mo Yu: "...Maomao, shut up."

Maomao: "Oh."

When passing the last side peak, the distant view of the West Lake is already within sight.

Picking a cargo ship across the mountain stream on the surface of the river and jumping on it, it fell straight down from the weight of the mountain forest, but he tapped the water silently, leaving little ripples on the water surface to lure fish swimming at the bottom.

Coming to the boat silently, Gu Shengyu put down the brat who had been hugging him for several days, loosened his muscles and bones, and there was a crackling sound of bones for a while.

The same goes for Mo Yu and Maomao, except that they will be put on the ground during their normal work and rest, they stay on Gu Shengyu's body for an astonishingly long time. Never had a break!Because they were on Gu Shengyu's body when they were sleeping!

Gu Shengyu took out the cigarette stick pinned to his skirt, and lit it slowly, the faint smell of smoke dissipated again, the clouds and mist rose, and his expression was unclear.

The flowing water outside the boat, the mountain stream of Saru Valley, and the slanting shadows of thousands of high mountains.

Maomao waited until his limbs regained their flexibility from the stiffness, then ran to the side of the boat, holding on to the anti-wood in front of him, and stared at the scenery after going backwards along the way.

The clear surface of the water reflects the shadows of the mountains and trees, and when it goes up and down, it seems that there is another sound of apes on both sides of the water.

Gu Shengyu glanced at Mo Yu who was quietly staying beside her, and said with a smile, "Why don't you go and see it with Maomao?"

Mo Yu looked at him inquiringly, and after getting Gu Shengyu's permission, he also walked over to watch the scene with Maomao.

For these two teenagers who have never been on a boat, today's experience is absolutely unforgettable.

Gu Shengyu's gentle gaze swept over the backs of the two, Wen Ran's expression changed, and he began to think about what he should do.

The strength is getting higher and higher, and the way of heaven is more and more intolerable to him, but this is still a trivial matter, the biggest trouble is that if the sky collapses and the earth collapses if he does it himself, wouldn't he be like a useless person?

Just think about it, if something that only needs a slap kills a person, wouldn't this person be troublesome to recruit?

Not just for yourself, but for others as well.

Like giants living in the kingdom of dwarves, like ants under human feet.

People who get along with each other have become "ants". How should he, who was originally an "ant" and now a "human", deal with himself?

If he doesn't want to cause unacceptable consequences, then he must control his whole body strength, but the problem is here.

Martial arts and self-cultivation are completely different systems, and... this strength is growing faster than I imagined.

Therefore, Gu Shengyu's expression was quite depressed, and his eyes looking at the void were very anxious.

He knew what he was doing when he took the shot, and now he can manage to avoid accidentally injuring others, but what he can't imagine is that he will still have such confidence in a few years.

I am afraid that he will really become a giant in the dwarf kingdom, and he must be careful in everything he does.

"So, too much power is not a good thing."

Gu Shengyu had a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and thought, this thing in his mouth is for dissipating kung fu, and other martial arts people can lose their kung fu with one mouthful, but now it is the only good medicine he found, but even In this way, it is almost impossible to suppress this swift and violent body.

Extremely displeased and speechless, he also approached the position of the side panel, looking at the long-lost scene, his thoughts emptied, the mountains and rivers wind blew his hair tail, the temperament in his bones was different from the muddled and unexamined people in the world, and he had a The connotation of a celebrity is romantic, the character of a hermit is a master, and at the same time he is a master of the world, and the mysterious charm of a great master also adorns him extraordinary.

There is only one person, the only one in the world.

The owner of Wanhua Valley is right, Gu Shengyu does have the charm that countless people admire and yearn for.

Now this person raised his eyes lightly, and someone stared blankly at him as if lost in thought.

There are not only merchants on this boat, but also many martial arts people who congratulate Master Ye.

When he boarded the boat, there was no sound, but when the two children emerged, he walked out again, his eyes focused, and nothing else.

The young generals from the Tiance Mansion in Luoyang were taken aback for a moment, at a loss what to do. The noble ladies and gentlemen who came from Changgemen playing the piano looked at him and sighed, and became interested in writing poems. Fully dressed, the Qixiu woman was even more generous, stepped forward a few steps and called softly: "Mr. Gu."

Gu Shengyu looked sideways slightly, and said with a light smile, "So it's Qixiu's disciple."

The Qixiu disciples smiled like flowers, "Are you going to congratulate Master Ye on his birthday?"

Gu Shengyu was taken aback: "Happy Birthday?"

Disciple Qixiu's expression changed slightly, they looked at each other, and said in surprise: "It is said that Master and Master Ye are very close, how can you not know about Master Ye Ying's birthday in three days' time if you act like a close friend?"

Gu Shengyu hurriedly shook his hand to stop the misunderstanding.

"I mean, how old is Ye Yingcai, and you actually want to congratulate him on his birthday?"

In his eyes, it was just a small birthday, and the serious word "Happy Birthday" was used there.

Qixiu's disciples suddenly became confused, and the eyes of the other disciples who heard it were also flickering, and frequently exchanged different glances.

Gu Shengyu was so confused for the first time, and Taoist Master Chunyang was the one who explained it to him.

"Master Ye is in his forties this year."

For ordinary people, he is already at the age of a grandfather.

Gu Shengyu: "..."

Disciple Qixiu asked cautiously: "Sir, don't you know?"

Gu Shengyu: "..."

Can he say that his impression of Ye Ying is still at the best time of 20 years old?

Speaking of which, it has been more than twenty years since I came to this world...

Sighing came to my heart for a moment, Gu Shengyu waved his hand and said, don't come over, he wants to be quiet.

Then ran to the quiet people... Maomao and Mo Yu didn't know, so they stopped smoking, talking, and enjoying the scenery.

Maomao wondered, "Sir, what's wrong?"

Mo Yu thought for a while, and said, "Maybe it's because I feel the vicissitudes of time."

He once heard people say that even men are afraid of aging. Combining the topics he heard before, it is estimated that the husband thinks that he is not young anymore.

In fact, it really made him guess right, Gu Shengyu was silently calculating her age, but the more she calculated, the greater the blow would be.

Maybe it's been a long time in the mountains, and I don't know when it will be.

Gu Shengyu's perception of the passage of time is really slow like a cultivator, and it is only at this time that he realizes that he has unknowingly merged into the truth of this world for 20 years.

With a smile on his lips, the soul returned from the sky, stretched out his hand to beat the beat, and Gu Shengyu hummed a little tune with ease.

Shanlan raised his face, his voice was long, and the empty and distant voice slowly spread to the ears of several people standing on the deck.

The Changge students are the most willful, sitting on the ground with their robes lifted, their fingers trembling on the piano, and the music is singing together, which is long and simple.

Qixiu's disciples bent over and drew their swords, brushing their fans, with graceful waists and limbs, bright and smiling, holding a crescent moon.

Celebrities in the Valley of Thousand Flowers, Taoist Master Chunyang, and young general Tiance stand quietly aside, sing along with songs when they are emotional, and listen to the wonderful ears and empty words at the end of love.

The big boat carried a group of people singing and dancing, laughing and laughing as if flying back to the fairyland in the painting.

The goddess roams the beautiful mountains and rivers, singing and dancing, the sky will break through the Milky Way star track, and guard the left and right.The Nine Heavens Palace overflows in the water and is reflected at the end.The people on board were overwhelmed with joy and joy.

The sensual picture scroll of the Tang Dynasty slowly unfolds, and a few simple strokes outline the elegance of the world.

The dignified and famous children changed their solemnity when they boarded the boat, and showed their truest sides one after another. The person who sailed the boat seemed to like this scene very much, and dragged them to bring several jars of good wine.

Among the crowd, Changge was the most unrestrained. He poured the wine that Tiance handed over, and used the wine to recite poems and draw pictures with a brush. He was extraordinarily free and unrestrained.

Tiance is no longer so rigid, he sits casually with a spear in his hand, chatting and laughing with Wan Hua while holding a wine bowl, his heroic brows reveal the iron-blooded determination of cruising on the battlefield.

The Qixiu graceful dance is so confusing that people are already slightly drunk without drinking.

Such joyful faces and laughter, coupled with the mountains and rivers on both sides of the strait, is a picture of prosperity through singing and dancing, and the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty.

Sitting on the bow of the boat, Gu Shengyu rested his chin and looked at the people happily frolicking below. Although he knew it was his fault, he still found it more interesting.

Looking up again, he patted Mo Yu and Mao Mao on the head, Gu Shengyu smiled and said, "Let's play with them."

Mao Mao was eager to try it earlier, and nodded without hesitation when he heard the words. Mo Yu also walked down to watch Mao Mao not to be in danger. The wine wet the skirt of the clothes along the corners of the lips, and the two necks were spread out like eagle wings, fierce and flamboyant.