100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

During the month of waiting for the opening ceremony of the Zixiao faction, Gu Xuecun did three things.

From the foundation building period to the consecration period, or even the consecration period to the integration period, it is actually much simpler than from the fusion breakthrough to the heartbeat.

After all, what these two realms focus on is the accumulation of true energy. As long as you are familiar with the method of exhaling and moving the true energy, it is actually only a matter of time before you make steady progress.

Everyone says that Tianjue is a true genius and a genius. His glorious deeds of entering the Tao at the age of three, establishing the foundation at the age of five, consecrating the light at the age of six, and merging at the age of seven are almost well-known in the cultivation world. The best example for the elders of the sect to spur the lazy juniors in their own sect.

However, few people know that this real Lu, who can be called "other people's child", and his dude Taoist partner who is recognized as not worthy of him-- Gu Xuecun, the young palace master of Chunhua Palace who can be regarded as the first immortal and second generation in the cultivation world , In fact, there is also an unusually blinding experience of comprehension that can almost be called rapid progress.

Unlike Lu Jueling, who made rapid progress in his early years, but was stuck at the threshold of heartbeat for ten years, and only broke through the obstacles at the age of 17 to enter the heartbeat period——

When Gu Xuecun was 15 years old, he crossed the threshold that killed thousands of people.

At the age of 13, Gu Xuecun's cultivation had reached the peak of fusion stage.

He has two spiritual roots with thick wood and thin fire, so he can't be called a one-in-a-million talent. Not to mention that there is not much advantage.

Everyone said that he was born to her mother and a wild monk of unknown origin. He neither inherited Gu Qingrang's extraordinary aptitude, nor inherited her one-in-a-million savvy and sensitive talent as a beast master.

But Palace Master Gu Shao has a heart and stubbornness that doesn't quite match his mediocre aptitude.

Others spent two hours a day and three years to build the foundation, but Gu Xuecun spent six hours a day to build the foundation in one year.

The beast control art, the foundation of the Chunhua Palace sect, and the senior sisters and sisters with higher understanding in the sect, can conclude a contract with a spirit beast that has been cultivated for decades and has formed a demon pill in less than a year, but he tried Dozens of times, but still being scratched by a young snow wolf in the northern forest, the whole arm is covered in blood.

Gu Xuecun didn't believe in evil, he lived in the forest all night and all night, reciting those spells again and again, trying to touch the soft down on the back of the neck of those wolf cubs again and again, and then failed again and again.

Later, Gu Xuecun learned to be obedient. He brought a whole bottle of elixir, and when he was injured, he would sit quietly on a tree stump in the forest and take the elixir. After the wound healed, he tried again and again.

At that time, Gu Xuecun firmly believed that all his pains came from his incompetence, and as long as he became stronger, these pains would eventually go away from him, and his wishes for many years would always come true.

Finally, after countless failures, the young Gu Xue lived in that forest, and met the beautiful snow wolf whose whole body was white without any impurities.

With just one glance, Gu Xuecun knows that it is special.

The other snow wolves all crawled and howled at it——

It is the king of the snow field.

Gu Xuecun sat on the stone, held up his arm with a wound that hadn't healed, and watched it come to his side in a daze, and rubbed his head affectionately against his body.

Few people know that although Xiaoyue Xuelang is the holy beast of Chunhua Palace, in fact, she has never recognized anyone as the master in more than 1000 years.

There is only one exception, and that is Gu Xuecun, who has a slow response, poor comprehension, and dull talent.

Although everyone thinks that this is because Gu Xuecun is the Young Palace Master of Chunhua Palace.

Gu Shaogong's face is swollen due to this swollen face, and she wants to pretend to be a fat man. She insists on overriding the natural disadvantage of inferior talent with almost perverted diligence. She gritted her teeth and forced herself to go. in front of others.

Few people know that this dandy, who has been out of lace news since he was an adult, idles around, and idles around, actually had such an almost inspirational childhood experience.

When he was 13 years old, Gu Xuecun was still just a young boy. He had picturesque features and a pretty face like a girl. Standing among the female cultivators in the Chunhua Palace, he looked like a little girl, with almost no sense of disobedience.

But that year in the secret realm competition, it was this young girl who looked like a little girl, who killed all directions in the secret realm, and picked up a lot of magic treasures and panacea. The junior disciple with the most pockets.

Full of joy, Gu Xuecun took the spoils to ask her mother for credit, but she didn't expect that there was no praise, and she even got a reprimand.

Gu Qingrang's face was as cold as frost, and asked him: "Are you short of these things? When did Chunhua Palace shorten your cultivation expenses?"

Gu Xuecun saw that his mother's expression was wrong. He was very happy at first, but he was frightened to the point where he was left with three points, but he still replied stubbornly: "It has never been short. Everyone said, just do your best, take as much as you have ability..."

Gu Qingrang snorted coldly: "Yes, you are really capable. You beat the second son of Lingwei Jianzhuang until he vomited blood, and made your peers look sideways."

Gu Xuecun murmured: "But, it's him..."

Gu Qingrang looked up at his son, his voice was frighteningly cold: "You still think you are right?"

Gu Xuecun bowed his head and said nothing, an inexplicable grievance welled up in his heart, his nose was sore, and his ten fingers under the sleeves had slowly clenched into fists.

"Your father's elegance and gentleness, humility and courtesy, you haven't learned at all." Gu Qingrang paused, and snorted coldly, "You have inherited ten percent of his stupidity and stubbornness."

Gu Xuecun raised his head and poked his neck, his eyes were hot.

But he didn't want to bow his head, tried his best to hold back his tears, tried not to tremble in his voice, and said word by word: "However, Cun'er has never seen his father, and he doesn't know what kind of person his father is."

"Since the mother thinks the father is not good, why did she have a son with him?" Gu Xuecun didn't know where the courage came from, and almost vented all the resentment that Gu Qing had treated him coldly for 13 years, "I just want to Make my mother feel proud, I just want my mother to look at me, I..."

Gu Qing let the seven-stringed guqin under her fingertips make a "Zheng" sound, and she pressed her hand on the strings suddenly, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

"Enough, get out."

The door of the room opened suddenly, and it was Gu Qingfang who heard the sound and hurried over.

When she opened the door, this was what she saw——

In the piano room, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy sat down on the ground with his head down, surrounded by the magic weapon and the monster inner alchemy that Gu Qingrang knocked down to the ground.

Smoke was slowly wafting out of the incense burner on the table, and Gu Qingrang's face was expressionless, as if the one kneeling below was not her son at all.

"Sister, why are you doing this! Cun'er is only in his teens, so what's wrong with being younger?!"

Gu Qingrang's ten fingers touched the strings of the piano slowly again, and she said lightly: "It's you who made him so arrogant and domineering, aggressive and belligerent, ignorant of the heights of the sky and the depth of the earth, and of being reasonable and forgiving."

Gu Qingfang was even more angry: "My own nephew, can't I spoil him?"

Gu Qing let her finger tap and twist slowly, and the sound of the piano sounded like flowing water again.

"Get out with him, I don't want to see anyone again."

Without saying a word, Gu Xuecun picked up the things that Gu Qing asked to drop on the ground one by one, and then put them into the storage bag.

For some reason, his tears actually came back.

The boy tugged at Gu Qingfang's sleeve, and whispered, "Auntie... let's go."

Gu Qingfang glared at her sister, and pulled him away from the piano room.

Gu Xuecun didn't hear clearly what his aunt was talking about comforting him, but he wanted to understand one thing.

No matter what he does, his mother will not give him a good face, no matter what he does, his mother will not like him.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to accept it, or if you feel resentful, but this is the fact.

The second son of Lingwei Jianzhuang was right to ridicule, he, Gu Xuecun, was just a child who had no parents, and his mother didn't want to see him, he had nothing to refute, and he had nothing to get angry with.

In fact, he didn't want to fly to become a saint at all, and he didn't expect to live forever. He only thought that if he was the best one, Gu Qingrang would treat him differently.

He always felt that, after all, he was his mother's child, how could a mother really dislike his own flesh and blood?

He must be too mediocre, he must be too lazy, he must have embarrassed his mother.

After all, his mother is such a genius, the only female cultivator who has entered the Mahayana stage for more than a thousand years, and the best beast master in the history of Chunhua Palace.

If he is not better, how can he be her son?

But it wasn't until this day that Gu Xuecun discovered that he had made a big mistake.

……

Two years later, Gu Qing failed to pass the robbery. Under the nine thunders, the spirit and soul of the person who was hacked were scattered and wiped out.

Gu Xuecun stood by the North Sea for three months, staring at the place where she was lost in a daze, her aunt held his hand, and told him not to be sad while wiping away tears.

But in fact, Gu Xuecun knew that he was not sad.

He was angry, angry and Gu Qingrang was wiped out like this. She never gave herself an explanation, she didn't say goodbye, and she never called him a son.

She didn't even bother to reconcile and rebuild, and she didn't even want to give him another chance to meet.

Gu Xuecun has completely realized it. To fuck the longevity certificate, to fuck the Tongtian Dao, he has never thought about it before, and he will never care about it in the future.

In this way, he broke through the karma and broke through to the heartbeat stage in one fell swoop.

How ridiculous?After other people broke through this hurdle, their cultivation bases were making rapid progress, but he, Gu Xuecun, never bothered to take a step forward.

In the 100 years since he separated from Lu Jueling, Gu Xuecun could hear news from him from time to time. At the beginning, some people said that the genius of the Zixiao faction had formed the alchemy at a young age, and he was justifiably ranked among the seven kings. Get the Dao name and enjoy the respectful title of Daoist.

Later, it was said that he went to Wu'e River, cut off the dragon horns of Fenzhu when he was about to ascend to become a dragon, and knocked down the realm of the evil king of the Yinshan Mountain for 600 years.

Later, the news that he continued to break through new realms and traveled all over the world to subdue demons and kill demons continued to spread, and Gu Xuecun gradually became numb.

Gu Xuecun felt that this was not bad, he knew that Lu Jueling was doing well, so there was nothing wrong with that.

The real Tianjue over there has a great reputation, and here Gu Xuecun has accumulated a pill and has been standing still for nearly 100 years, which can be regarded as completely confirming the rumors that he is just a dull dude with qualifications.

Gu Xuecun didn't care at all, he just wandered around in the mortal world when he had nothing to do, wandering around the northern border, the western regions, and the East China Sea...but he didn't go to the southern border.

Today he drinks some wine, tomorrow he helps his juniors to make some new clothes in the tailor shop in the mortal world, and the day after tomorrow, he rides Xiaoyue to see those little fox cubs striptease with Aran's brother Fox King——

Nothing wrong with him.

Ordinary people live a short hundred years, which is already considered a rare longevity.After forming the alchemy, he has a lifespan of 300 years, three times that of ordinary people, and he is not old, youthful, and handsome for a lifetime. What is there to be dissatisfied with?

Anyway, after 300 years of mixing and dying, what does it matter if he is a hero or a bug 18 years later?

Gu Xuecun is probably the most perfect cultivator in the entire comprehension world who implements the rule of eating and waiting to die.

——Until three years ago, he heard the news that Lu Jueling had been plotted against by Yin Jiao, and that he was poisoned by the flood, and it was hard to cure him with medicine.

……

The old things of the past, if you think about it now, you can just laugh it off.

Gu Xuecun sat on the futon, spread his palms, and felt the mellow true essence beating in his dantian.

Within a month, he entered two great realms in a row——

Early integration.

Cultivate well, this is the first thing Gu Xuecun does this month while waiting for the opening ceremony of the sword.