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

Gu Qingxing stayed in the peach forest for seven days, calling for Shen Huaichu's soul non-stop, but there was no effect at all.At Maoshi on the eighth day, he received another message from Wang Xiao, saying that Granny Cen had passed away, and she left him a letter before she died, which was related to Shen Huaichu.

The peach blossoms are still the same as before, drifting and falling, piled up in a pile of broken red.Gu Qingxing's legs finally moved, he clenched the hilt of the sword of longevity, and stepped out of the blanket woven by flying flowers.

southwest.

The heat is still hot, the foot of the mountain is better than the steamer, and it is much better to go up the mountain.The towns and villages built around the main mountain are all covered with plain clothes. In the residence of the stars, the little girl I met a few days ago is kneeling in the hall in filial piety. There is a black coffin in front of her, and star-like candles on both sides. .

When she sensed that someone was visiting, she turned around in a kneeling posture, and kowtowed deeply towards the door: "Young Master Gu, Granny Cen has a letter for you."

Gu Qingxing said "Mm" softly, walked over and burned three sticks of incense to Granny Cen, and after he nodded his head, he took the letter from the little girl.

He can see three lines with one eye, and see very fast.The letter explained the origin of the curse song Shen Huaichu used to deal with Liang Yin, and the possible method for Shen Huaichu to be reincarnated—injecting the divine power of Shen Huaichu separated from Liang Yin's head into the fruit plucked from the tree of life and death. It may be able to bring the Supreme God back to life.

The tree of life and death was the tree that Gu Qingxing and Wang Xiao saw in the sea of ​​fantasy. Fortunately, Gu Qingxing took care and picked the only fruit.

Gu Qingxing thanked the new Xingjian of the Wu family, and returned to his and Shen Huaichu's yard in an instant, opened the door and entered the room, there were still traces of being slept on on the bed - the quilt was rolled into a ball, and the bamboo mat was crooked , one of the corners has left the bed, and rests softly on the side of the bed.

With a dejected expression, he put the black fruit on the bed, took out the porcelain bottle containing Shen Huaichu's divine power, and carefully poured the divine power into it.

moment.

Two moments.

Half an hour.

an hour.

The sun changed outside the house, and the fruit in the middle of the bed remained silent. Gu Qingxing sighed, took off his shoes and socks and went to bed, hugged the black fruit in his arms, leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes.

For another seven days, the fruit still remained unchanged, Gu Qingxing bid farewell to Wang Xiao, and before leaving, he handed over the cage that Shen Huaichu had given him to Xie Lingzhi.

What was locked in the cage was a ball of light. When the black cloth was lifted, it chattered non-stop. Xie Ling looked at Gu Qingxing suspiciously, stretched out his fingers and poked the ball of light, and the light was caught by his fingertips. Suck it away, and the cage is empty in an instant.

Xie Lingzhi looked suspicious, looked up and saw that Gu Qingxing was nowhere to be seen, he raised his hand unconsciously to touch his chest, at the same time something was forced into his mind, he blinked, and fell to the ground in an instant .

Gu Qingxing traveled around with his fruits, from west to east, from south to north, seeing thousands of mountains and moons, and stepping through thousands of rivers.

I don't know how many years ago, Xie Lingzhi passed a letter to him, saying that Xie Tingyun took over as the head of the Beilin Sword Sect, and asked him, a direct disciple of the head, to come to the succession ceremony whenever he had time.After this person regained his memory and remembered Gu Qingxing's real identity, his attitude towards Gu Qingxing remained the same as before, shamelessly standing in a senior position and talking nonsense.

Gu Qingxing finished reading the letter expressionlessly, turned his head and patted the fruit, and said, "Short, when will you come out, your apprentice is itchy again."

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Xiao sent him a wedding post, saying that he and You Ling would get married in three months, and hoped that his senior brother could come to have a wedding wine.

Youling is the current Xingjian of Shiwan Dashan in the southwest.

Gu Qing put the wedding invitation in front of the fruit, his expression didn't change much, he said: "Fatty, speaking of it, when are we going to hold a wedding banquet?"

The fruit still didn't answer, but rolled a bit, heading southwest.

Gu Qingxing's eyes trembled, most of the wine in the glass spilled out, he simply discarded the wine glass, squatted down in front of the fruit and stared intently.But the fruit didn't move anymore, Gu Qingxing picked it up, rubbed it like Shen Huaichu's head, and said softly, "I'll take you there."

When we left in the past, white lanterns were hung on the [-] mountains in the southwest, but now there are bright red silks and satins everywhere. When the patriarch gets married, the whole Wu family is beaming with joy.The summer festival, which lasted for only one day in previous years, will last for ten days this year. Gu Qingxing is still dressed in white, wears the sword of longevity, holds a dark fruit in his arms, and buys all the food on the street.

The grilled murloc has been replaced by another one, and it can be seen from its appearance that it is the descendant of that person.The craftsmanship has been passed down from generation to generation, the taste of the marinating ingredients is still the same, and the process is also the same. Gu Qingxing bought five fish.Looking at the stall next to it, it used to be a lantern seller, but now it has been replaced by a row of masks.

Gu Qingxing patted the fruit, turned around and came to the mask booth.

"I think you'll like this..." As soon as he raised his hand, the cat mask with the character of king painted on its forehead and grinning grinningly was snapped onto the fruit, and then he took a tiger for himself.

The shy girl who was holding a wreath back then was not here. A young couple guarded the booth, and a boy who was only half a head taller than the table was squeezed in between.

Gu Qingxing went over with the fruit in his arms, and picked up two trinkets on the pavement.Although he was wearing a mask, he was slender and had an air of dust. The family of three couldn't help but take a few more glances. The little boy in the middle pointed to his shoulder and said, "My lord, you still look very young, why are you full of hair?" White hair?"

His mother quickly grabbed his finger and apologized with a smile. Gu Qingxing threw the broken silver over without saying a word, and left with the fruit in his arms.

He and Shen Huaichu's yard on the mountain is still there, presumably Wang Xiao sent someone to clean it regularly, even the stone table under the tree was spotless.

Gu Qingxing put the fruit on the stone bench, moved it to the table after a little thought, and then arranged the bought food one by one.

"This year's summer festival is a bit late, it's July and a half, so it's not a good day." Gu Qingxing said in a low voice, "Last time you brewed plum wine for me, it was really sweet to me, but you I do like it."

After eating too much, the grilled fish alone took up a large area, and Gu Qingxing had to stack them in random order.There is no wind in this night, the moonlight is bright, the light is as clear as water, and the ground is as silvery as frost.Finally, Gu Qingxing took out a jar and a bag of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Reciprocity, how about I make sweet-scented osmanthus wine for you?" The white-clothed man had white hair like snow, handsome eyebrows and picturesque eyes, the corners of his lips were curved upwards, and his smile was like an orchid in full bloom.

"Should I wash the sweet-scented osmanthus first?"

"Then add sugar and marinate it? If you don't tell me the amount, I will add it, but how long will it be marinated?"

"I remember there are wolfberries in the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, tsk, I have to buy it."

"I put so much rock sugar, I didn't pour much rice wine into it."

"You were buried under this tree last time, and I was also buried under this tree. When the time comes, we will dig it out together."

He didn't use half a spell, and took away the soil one by one, and then buried the wine jar with the soil.This process only took half a quarter of an hour, and when I returned to the table, the fruit was not where it was, but rolled to the ground.

Liang Yin was dead, and no one within Gu Qingxing's range of consciousness approached him without disturbing him, and there was no wind just now, so the fruit could only roll down by himself.

Gu Qingxing squatted down and poked it lightly, eyes half-downcast, and whispered: "Short, are you going to come out?"

**

Knowing that Gu Qingxing didn't like to be lively, Wang Xiao set up a table for him alone at the back of the hall.

Today, July [-], is suitable for marriage.

Today, July [-]th, is Gu Qingxing's birthday.

Xie Lingzhi and the others also came, and the people from Beilin Jianzong sat at three small tables outside.

Southwest folk customs are open, and the bride can toast to each table with the groom after uncovering the cover.When the last table was served, which was Gu Qingxing's single table, Xie Lingzhi also squeezed in.

Wang Xiao and You Ling made a toast to Gu Qingxing, and then made a toast to the fruit beside the latter.Xie Lingzhi sat down on the other side of the fruit with a smile, flicked the fruit like a watermelon, and said, "I said, Gu Xiaoqing, are you able to do it? You have been carrying it for so many years, but Xiao Huaichu has not yet hatched from it."

Gu Qingxing glanced at him coolly, and hugged the fruit into his arms.

"Don't look at me like that, anyway, you are my apprentice's wife." Xie Lingzhi shrugged.

"Why don't you say that you are my daughter-in-law's apprentice anyway?" Gu Qingxing retorted.

Xie Lingzhi had long remembered the events of the past. He had met Gu Qingxing several times when he was a child, and the entanglement between the two had first emerged at that time. He couldn't help joking: "It doesn't matter if it's apprentice, master, master or apprentice. I remember back then, little Huai Chu doesn't like you very much, every time you come to him, he will try every means to drive you out."

Gu Qingxing turned his body sideways, his eyes were blank when he spoke: "Oh?"

Wang Xiao was afraid that the two of them would fight, so he hurriedly sat down with You Ling, picked up the chopsticks and went around to the two of them, and put a chicken leg in each of the two bowls: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, eat a chicken leg to relieve the fire." , you see that the ancestor is still here. Today is a day of great joy for A Ling and I, if the ancestor sees your blood-stained wedding banquet, I am afraid he will jump out and beat you..."

"Then let him beat you up." Gu Qingxing said flatly.

"Hey..." Wang Xiao sighed, "Ancestor, you also eat a leg. I remember when we were still in Beilin Jianzong, you liked to eat roasted rabbit legs the most. I roasted this rabbit myself."

The rabbit legs roasted until the skin is slightly burnt fall into the porcelain bowl, with sesame seeds and chopped green onions on the top. The fragrance of the green onions dilutes the greasy taste of the oil, and also embellishes the black and red rabbit legs more attractively.

The leg bone collided with the porcelain bowl, making a crisp sound.

Wang Xiao sat next to You Ling, put some shredded pork into the bowl, and said, "I'm starving to death, I started working early in the morning, and I haven't had a bite of food until now."

You Ling covered her lips and smiled lightly: "A practitioner, how could he be starved to death?"

"A Ling, eating is one of the great pleasures in life, you can't miss a meal, come, try this little fried pork."

As soon as he put his chopsticks into the plate, he saw a crack appear on the top of the fruit on the opposite side, followed by another one, and then—a white fluffy meat claw poked out from the cross.

"Ancestor, ancestor!" Wang Xiao yelled, not even noticing that the chopsticks in his hand had dropped.

The paw groped around the fruit shell for a while, and then protruded another paw. The fruit's center of gravity was unstable and changed from standing to lying down, and the little Tiggo crawled out because of this. He turned his head and looked around, and saw These people were dumbfounded, so they crawled straight to the rabbit leg and opened their mouths to swallow it.

Gu Qingxing finally came back to his senses, quickly grabbed the bone of the rabbit's leg, and said, "Short, don't gnaw on the bone!"