100 years after breaking up with Taoist couple

Gu Xuecun refused.

In fact, the reason is easy to understand. When anyone utters these two words of solemnity and inviolability, if there are some lingering and indescribable images in his heart, he will feel very difficult to express.

Lu Jueling didn't force it either, and took him back to Tianjue Peak without saying a word.

In fact, this is not the first time Gu Xuecun has visited Tianjue Peak, but the last time he came, he was still Lu Jueling's Taoist partner, just like the other male master of Tianjue Peak. The couple was a head short.

Tianjue Peak is not as towering and majestic as imagined. On the contrary, it is far away from the main peak of Zixiao Mountain. It is just a small peak that is neither high nor short. It looks like a paradise hidden on the other side of the mountain, hidden from the green, with a pleasant fragrance of flowers. Several houses are located on the mountainside, and there are flower vines in front of a small stone flat in front of the houses.

It doesn't look like the residence of the famous real person at all, but it looks like a gardener's carefully cultivated back garden.

Gu Xuecun couldn't help asking: "Do you live alone on this mountain?"

Lu Jueling hummed, but didn't say much.

Gu Xuecun followed him into the main hall, and saw that the interior furnishings were rather simple, a futon was placed behind a small table on the left, brushes, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the table in the study room on the right, and two calligraphy and paintings hung on the wall.

Taking a closer look, one of the handwritings is quite neat, and you can tell it is Lu Jueling's handwriting at a glance, with the words "Tao Xin Clarity" written on it, and on the other side is a light-colored portrait.

It's okay if you don't look carefully, but once you look carefully, you will immediately freeze in place.

Although the portrait has faded, it can still be seen clearly. It is a man in scarlet clothes sitting on the edge of a cliff and blowing a flute. The man in scarlet clothes is calm and smiling, and the artistic conception of the whole painting is very ethereal.

Gu Xuecun felt his voice astringent, and said, "This painting..."

Lu Jueling said indifferently: "It's my dead wife."

Gu Xuecun's mind was blank, only the word "dead wife" circled back and forth, lingering.He felt like a salted fish that had accidentally run aground and struggled repeatedly, making it difficult to even breathe.

Lu Jueling took down a jade talisman from the bookshelf, handed it to Gu Xuecun together with the storage bag of Master Chengyu just now, and said: "This is a jade card handed down to my disciples. With this card, you can pass through the Lecture Pavilion in the mountain. palace."

When Lu Jueling said that he was going to rest and swept Gu Xuecun out of the house, he was still in a state of wandering.

Standing at the door of the house for a while, with the light fragrance of flowers in the wind, Gu Xuecun couldn't help but sneezed, and then suddenly recovered, remembering that Lu Jueling said just now that he would live in the next room.

Opening the door, the furnishings in the room were the same as the main hall where Lu Jueling lived, except that there was an extra bed.

Gu Xuecun felt his head was a little dazed, and just wanted to lie down on the bed to sleep and wake up, when suddenly he saw a ray of light-colored light falling in from outside the door.

Duan Guang stopped in front of Gu Xuecun, and it was a talisman paper folded into a triangle.

Gu Xuecun was overjoyed, knowing that his aunt had written back to him, and was about to force herself to gather a little spiritual power to activate the sound transmission talisman, but the paper talisman stood up by itself.

Even when Gu Qingfang used her nephew's ability to swear, she was not at all ambiguous. After listening to the swearing for a long time, Gu Xuecun's teeth finally eased, and said: "Xiaoyue doesn't want to go back to Beihai with me. Staying in Zixiao Mountain North Ridge, when will you come back, what are your plans, and why do you look like this?"

Gu Xuecun pinched the sound transmission talisman and thought about it for a long time, but finally he didn't say anything, and only took back a sentence, "We will talk about it later."

If Gu Qingfang knew that he had worshiped Zixiao Mountain now, he might come and burn Zixiao Palace.

Watching the sound-transmitting talisman turn into light and leave again, Gu Xuecun finally calmed down a little. Now he should worry about not the mess with Lu Jue Ling, but to restore his cultivation as soon as possible.

Gu Xuecun doesn't like to owe favors to others.

There was one more thing, which he had been wondering and couldn't figure out.

In the past hundred years, Lu Jue Ling has been traveling all over the world to subdue demons and kill demons. His cultivation base has reached the peak of the out-of-body stage, and the Yin Jiao, although he was only one step away from Hualong, but he has already had vitality a hundred years ago. Seriously injured, even today, he has not achieved the body of a real dragon, so how could he be the opponent of Lu Jueling today?And how did it cause him to be poisoned and almost die?

Unable to figure it out, Gu Xuecun simply stopped thinking about it, and decided to take advantage of the time he stayed in the Zixiao faction to inquire slowly. He closed his eyes and exhaled, and began to draw breath into his body.

Sure enough, Feng Linggen's body absorbed more and purer spiritual energy than before when he had double spiritual roots. The subtle pain caused by rubbing the meridians when the spiritual energy entered the body before does not exist now. Drink it carefully, now it's like a long whale swallowing water, opening and closing, the whole body is washed by the strong wind aura in Zixiao Mountain, so happy.

Gu Xuecun's mind and spirit were united, and within half an hour, a sense of qi was faintly felt in his dantian. He had already had the experience of drawing qi into his body once, so he knew in his heart how rare it is to enter the state of meditation at this moment, so he immediately discarded all distracting thoughts and concentrated on guiding the air scattered The aura of the wind element enters the body little by little, and returns to the dantian.

This is the first time Gu Xuecun has felt the aura of the wind attribute. He feels that his body seems to have lost its substance. With the invisible breeze, he floats in the air of the small wing room, and floats out of the window. He can see the wind blowing in the courtyard. The swinging white carnation flower feels as if it is his own hand that caresses the snow-white petals. You can see the towering main peak of Zixiao Mountain on Tianjue Peak, the green mountains are endless, and you can see the bright blue sky. , the surging clouds.

Gu Xuecun seemed to be floating straight up to Jiuchongtian with the light evening wind. He overlooked the Wanli River and then followed the wind back to Zixiao Mountain and Tianjue Peak, and then saw himself in meditation in the wing room , and saw Lu Jueling who was spitting out a mouthful of blood in the main hall? !

Gu Xuecun was startled, and immediately woke up from the state of sedation, the aura that had gathered in the dantian and was about to condense into substance, seemed to be frightened, and there was no trace of collapse.

But he has no time to look at him at the moment, his mind is full of the blood that Lu Jueling spit out, judging from the situation, not only the residual poison has not been cured, but he is seriously injured.

What exactly is Lu Jueling hiding from him, from his senior brothers and sisters?

Gu Xuecun stood up and opened the door. He walked to the door of the main hall and knocked on the door a few times. After a long while, the door opened with a "squeak".

Lu Jueling was wearing a single shirt and a robe, his black hair fell down and was no longer tied up high, his originally cold face looked a little lazy at the moment.

He looked indifferent as usual, as if he was really just a good-tempered master who was woken up by his apprentice after a break, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gu Xuecun stared at him for a long time, knowing that he had already taken off the blood-stained clothes just now, so he said without saying anything, "Why did you change your clothes?"

Lu Jueling said, "Sleep."

Gu Xuecun said coldly: "Didn't you never sleep and only meditate to adjust your breath?"

Lu Jueling raised his eyes and looked at him with a half-smile expression: "How do you know that I never sleep?"

Gu Xuecun was suffocated, knowing that she cared about it, she said nonsense, but she still forced herself to be calm: "Where is there a bed in your room, how do you change your clothes and sleep?"

"Interrupt Master's rest and ask me when to change clothes, is this what you should do?"

Lu Jueling seemed to have finally lost his patience, his voice was flat, as if he didn't want to say another word: "Go back right away."

Then the door closed with a bang.

... This is the second time that Gu Xuecun has been locked out of this door today.

He raised his voice and asked, "If you haven't cleared up the remaining poison, when will you open the remnants of the Wind and Thunder Sutra to detoxify you?"

However, there was no response from the other side of the door.

Just when Gu Xuecun thought that he was not going to pay attention to him, Lu Jueling opened the door again, looked at him and said indifferently: "When your cultivation base enters the state of mind."

The author has something to say: the word count has been a little short in the past two days, and it will recover to more than 3000 after Thursday.

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