In order to save the world of cultivating immortals, I also worked very hard

Gu Qingxing didn't even give him a look, turned around and left after seeing Shen Huaichu following up.

The man in purple cursed angrily, snatched the bow and arrow from the hand of the person beside him, drew the string, and shot straight at the back of Gu Qingxing's heart.

The quiet air was broken again, Gu Qingxing changed his steps, turned around and raised his sword to block it, the blade of the arrow collided with the point of the arrow, making a toothache sound.He finally looked up at the man in purple, and said indifferently, "So it's Mr. Song."

Mr. Song sneered with his nose, and the people around him raised their knives and swords and stepped forward to open the way for him.Shen Huaichu took a closer look at these people, they were all dressed as servants, and the weapons in their hands were all of the same standard.It seems that this young master has an extraordinary family background, even the servants have some roots.

A few people felled the bamboo blocking the road three times and two times. Mr. Song seriously brushed off the dust on his sleeves before moving forward.

The little fat man who had been shot between his legs suddenly jumped up and jumped between Gu Qingxing and Mr. Song. He just took out a dagger from his bag and was holding it in his hand.

"Hey, little beggar, why are you so confident all of a sudden?" Mr. Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and the servant behind him strode forward, trying to snatch the sword from the little fat man's hand, but the latter pushed it away with his shoulder.

The little fat man held the sword in both hands, his center of gravity sank slightly, and he glared angrily, "You are the beggar!"

Mr. Song looked at him carefully from the beginning to the end, the blue-gray shirt was dotted with mud, the burden on his back was probably made of bed sheets, and there were threads at the corners, and the roots of his hair were from chopsticks or thin wooden sticks. Things were rolled up, a little precarious, but the sword in his hand seemed to be a good sword.

He winked behind him, and another servant stepped forward, together with the one just now, he held down the little fat man.Mr. Song leaned slightly, and pulled out the sword from the little fat man's hand.

At this moment, the feathered arrow shot by Mr. Song flew back. This feathered arrow was only half in length, and the irregular section hit his wrist, which just knocked off the dagger.

Immediately after another piece flew over, the arrow passed Mr. Song's other hand, and nailed his sleeve to the bamboo beside him at a tricky angle.

"You!" Mr. Song blushed with anger, and pointed at Gu Qingxing with trembling fingers, "Why are you still standing there, hit me!"

Shen Huaichu was overwhelmed by the classic lines of this ancient costume martial arts drama, and immediately shook his wings, stepped back to make way, and watched the play with great interest.

However, he didn't see how Gu Qingxing made his move at all.

In an instant, the ten thousand hectares of emerald bamboos shook, green waves waved one after another, and in the bamboo grove, a pruning bamboo was cut into four pieces, hitting the chests of Mr. Song's four servants, and sending them flying.

Young Master Song did not pull out the broken arrow pinned to his sleeve with all his strength, he immediately drew out his sword and slashed, the sound of cloth breaking.He raised his foot and kicked the boy who had rolled to his feet, lifted his long sword, and ran towards Gu Qingxing aggressively.

At first glance, this young master looked like a type of ignorant and incompetent, and the posture of holding the sword was not right.Looking at this sword again, the jade ring and jade pendant on the head of the sword collide into a clank and clang, and the sound is crisp. There is also a soaring golden dragon engraved on the body of the sword, which is more decorative than practical.

Shen Huaichu mourned for him in his heart, and saw that before Mr. Song could get close to Gu Qingxing's body, the bamboo on both sides fell towards the middle, covering his head full of green.There was a low bamboo stake in front of him, Mr. Song staggered a step and kicked it right on the bamboo stake, one of them lost his balance, and held his sword inlaid with gold and jade, and bowed down to Gu Qingxing.

The little fat man couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Gu Qingxing said "Gouhong" again, Shen Huaichu hurriedly followed, and when passing by Mr. Song, he still gave him a paw, and stepped on his head that was about to be raised.

"Thank you, Mr. Gu." The little fat man ran to keep up with the burden.Now that he took out his sword, he couldn't be an idler anymore, so he quickly lowered himself down to chop bamboo.

"No need to thank you." Gu Qingxing's tone was flat.

The two opened the way together, which was much more efficient than before.If so, when they walked out of the bamboo forest, the sun had already set in the sky.

On the first quarter moon, a few stars are sparsely dotted around, but it doesn't look too boring.

This is an open platform, and there are bamboo forests outside the platform, and people come out of the bamboo forest one after another.

A hexagonal pavilion stands in the center, and there are three people inside.One of them was dressed in white and leaning on a pillar with her arms folded, her eyes downcast, her black hair tied up in a high bun, and she wore a black long sword and a brown wine gourd around her waist.The other two sat on both sides of the stone table, both wearing black and red robes, as if they were playing chess, behind each of them was a square wooden tray, and countless small gourds were neatly stacked on top of each other. on it.

"This should be Elder Wu, the only woman among the seven elders of Beilin Sword Sect." The fat man said softly.

Gu Qingxing nodded in response.

More and more people gathered on the platform, and after about a stick of incense, Elder Wu opened her eyes. She untied the gourd around her waist, unplugged it, took a sip of wine, stood up straight, and looked around with cold eyes. silent.

The little fat man shivered, "I hope she won't take her away. Although she is the only woman among the elders, she is said to be the most severe..."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Wu cast his eyes in this direction again, and the little fat man quickly covered his mouth.

"It seems that you are all here. Congratulations on passing the first two trials, but don't be too excited. There are three more tests in the future. Only by passing all of them can you become my disciple of Bei Lin." Elder Wu said loudly.

Hearing this, the crowd became bustling.Shen Huaichu looked around, but he didn't see the previous Mr. Song.

Elder Wu said again: "I know that you may have doubts about the pass just now. The test just now is about 'physical fitness', which is related to your physical fitness. If you want to pass, you have to open the way yourself. Young masters and ladies who come here and want to sit back and reap the rewards are naturally not qualified."

Shen Huaichu heard gasps from beside him, the little fat man was patting his chest, muttering "It's okay, it's okay".Fortunately, he drew his sword later and did not paddle behind Gu Qingxing.

"The level just now consumed a lot of your energy. I have some gel cream here. Everyone take a pot and replenish it a bit." Elder Wu raised his hand, and the two players who had played chess before each carried their back trays and walked from the gazebo to the crowd Come.

Congealing Lotion is a low-grade fairy medicine, which has certain effects on replenishing physical strength and restoring qi and blood. It is a must-have product for beginners.

The little fat man squeezed along with the crowd, and he didn't show any disadvantage in this kind of scene, his figure was more nimble than the skinny man, and he got into the innermost layer within a moment.

Gu Qingxing didn't move, he leaned on his spirit beast with his sword in his arms, planning to wait for the people to leave before leaving.

But the little fat man really knows how to be a man. When he squeezed out, he held two gourds in his hand, trotted all the way and handed one of them to Gu Qingxing, "Young Master Gu."

"Thank you." Gu Qingxing did not refuse.

Shen Huaichu leaned over to take a look, and found that the gourd was a miniature version of the one hanging on Elder Cai Wu's waist just now, even the direction of the plug handle was the same.Gu Qingxing pulled out the cork and drank half of it, then handed the gourd to Shen Huaichu's mouth.

The mouth of this gourd is very small, unless you tilt your head up, the contents inside will never be able to drink into your mouth.Shen Huai Chu glanced at Gu Qingxing as if he was mentally retarded, but the latter actually smiled, took the gourd back, spread out his other hand, poured the remaining gel on it, and moved closer.

Although he somewhat disliked the container, Shen Huaichu still lowered his head and licked it.

It tastes a little bitter, a little throat-piercing, and a little like... wine.

What the hell!

He pushed Gu Qingxing's hand away with his head, but that hand suddenly drooped down, and the cream sprayed all over his face, and then he saw Gu Qingxing's body tilted and almost fell to the ground.Shen Huaichu hurriedly caught Gu Qingxing and let him lean on him, but he didn't expect his legs to be a little weak. After staggering a step, his eyes blurred and his consciousness disappeared.

**

The bed was too hard, the quilt was like a lump of iron, the windows were not closed tightly, and the cold wind was blowing in, making Shen Huaichu's brain ache.He subconsciously turned inside out, but he touched something slightly warm and soft.

Alarm bells rang in Shen Huaichu's mind. He was a dog who had been single for 28 years. How could there be other warm and soft things on the bed besides himself?He quickly opened his eyes, and saw an extremely handsome face tilted beside his head, and looking down, they were covered with a pile of hay.Of course, most of the hay was planed on him, and my claws were... on the man's belly.

Oh, he remembered, he burped his fart a few days ago, and now he is put into a book and needs to complete a task that makes people want a dog very much.Now, the subject of the task is lying next to him, sleeping soundly in the wind and rain in the thatched hut.

They were originally on Yuyu Mountain, and passed out after drinking the gel lotion given by Elder Wu, but they woke up in such a place.Such a big sword sect will naturally not do anything to those who have not yet started. Could it be that the third test has begun?

Thinking of this, Shen Huaichu turned over and sat up, put away his nails and patted Gu Qingxing's face with his claws to wake him up.

"Gouhong?" Gu Qingxing slowly opened his eyes, his voice was a little hoarse, and it was only then that Shen Huaichu noticed that his face was too pale.

Looking outside, there was only half a door left in the thatched cottage, and wind ghosts were howling inside, and it was freezing cold, Gu Qingxing was most likely caught in the cold.Shen Huaichu felt a little guilty for a moment, after all, he covered up all the hay just now.

Gu Qingxing sat up from the ground with his hands propped up. He seemed to want to cough, but he choked it back.Shen Huaichu thought to himself why this kid likes to suffer so much, and patted his back with his paw to help him feel better.

After thanking him, Gu Qingxing got up and walked outside.Shen Huaichu searched around in this dilapidated house, took out an oil-paper umbrella and handed it to Gu Qingxing.

As a spirit beast, there is only so much he can do.