After becoming the paranoid sword spirit

Light rain of apricot blossoms, Yiyi willows, surrounded by the aura of Wuming Peak, the scenery is unique, and there are many delicate snacks on the table, just looking at the appearance, it is full of color, fragrance, and whets people's appetite.

After drinking the glass of wine given by Lu Xian, Gu Qingyun came here after becoming conscious again, moved his hands and rubbed his eyes, and found that there was no one around here, although the cakes on the table could not smell the sweetness of the cakes , but psychologically he felt that the taste must be good.

Just as he stretched out his hand, ready to "test" these snacks, someone opened the courtyard door and walked in.

Anyone who suddenly saw a face exactly like his own would be surprised, especially when he wanted to "test" these snacks just now, and almost missed the bag, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Ahem... just now..." Gu Qingyun greeted the person who looked the same as him very friendly, but the other person passed through him directly, came to the desk, picked up a small snack and stuffed it into it. mouth.

This act of complete ignorance made Gu Qingyun pat him on the shoulder from behind.

"Hey, don't you be surprised that there is a person in the yard..." Strange...

The fingers directly penetrated the opponent's body, but the opponent didn't feel it. Not only could it penetrate the opponent, but it couldn't even touch the pastry on the desk, let alone stuff it into the mouth.

Gu Qingyun was a little at a loss.

What is his current state?

Soul body?

While he was thinking, the young man who looked exactly like him started to practice swords by himself. If you look carefully, the hem of the young man's robe was stained with a lot of dust, and subtle traces of sweat could be seen on his forehead and neck.

Practicing swords in this kind of place made Gu Qingyun a little depressed.

The door was opened again, and a group of maids came in this time. These maids looked exactly like those behind him in Xuantian Secret Realm. As soon as they walked in, they began to clean up the things on the table and replaced the original pastries. It was replaced by a more attractive and delicate snack.

One of the maids even looked at "myself" who was still practicing sword with a hint of sadness in her eyes, and whispered to the maid next to her: "My lord hasn't eaten at all."

Hearing this sentence, Gu Qingyun thought of the scene of seeing the boy eating just now, and was speechless for a while.

While they were packing up their things, the young man kept practicing his sword without stopping for a moment. Has he ever had such excellent qualities of hard work and hard work?

The courtyard door opened with a "click".

Gu Qingyun was already indifferent to this kind of door being constantly opened, but this time it was a man in his 40s who came in. His face was full of weather, his black eyes were filled with traces of vicissitudes of life, and he was wearing a black cloak. , that cloak has been worn for many years, with slight folds, it looks extremely worn out.

Even if this man was walking on the street, he would not attract the attention of passers-by. It can be seen that his appearance was ordinary, but when Gu Qingyun saw this man, he couldn't help but shuddered deep in his heart.

He undoubtedly didn't know this man, but when he saw his face, he felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart, and this familiarity was accompanied by the fear deep in his soul.

The man walked in and saw "myself" who was practicing swords, and his brows were deeply furrowed. He stood aside for a long time, and the voice of the maid who was talking in a low voice disappeared immediately, and the speed of packing things was increased several times visible to the naked eye. After tidying up, bow your head and leave immediately, and you will never look back.

The man sat on the chair, the corners of his lips curled downwards, and his fingers tapped the desk made of jade irregularly.

When Gu Qingyun saw this, he knew that this person was angry.

"I" finished practicing the sword, put away the scabbard, and stood aside anxiously. Seeing this scene, the drooping arc of the corner of the man's mouth became more and more obvious, and he stopped tapping the desk with his fingers, staring straight at the stand The "self" who was there said with a blank expression, "How long have you practiced this sword technique?"

"Myself" pursed his lips and said, "...one month."

"One month?" After getting this answer, the man sneered: "You can do this in one month? Swordsman, Li Ye, you practiced so softly, do you think you are a woman?!"

This swordsmanship is already difficult to practice, and it is enough talent to achieve such an achievement in a month, so when Gu Qingyun heard the man's words, he immediately retorted: "You are soft!"

It's a pity that the man couldn't hear his voice, staring at the young man in front of him sternly, he didn't know what he thought of, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction in his words: "Why are you keeping your head down? Am I wrong? Men should hold their heads high Stand there! What do you look like with your head down!"

What is the relationship between this man and him? I care too much, and it's not his father!

Gu Qingyun couldn't help but sneered from the bottom of his heart, thinking that the other party couldn't see him, so he couldn't hear his rebuttal, and felt even more depressed.

Then he saw "myself" at the side and said with a blank expression: "Yes, Dad."

Gu Qingyun: "..." The slap in the face came too fast, like a tornado.

After the man left, the young man clenched the sword in his hand, gasped, his robe was soaked in sweat, and practiced the sword technique just now over and over again.

The scene suddenly changed, from the original spring-like scenery to a resplendent and resplendent scene. Thousands of disciples stood in front of them, everyone looked up and looked longingly at the stage.

And I seem to be sitting on the top floor of the hall, sitting with him, and five elders, I seem to be watching everything that happened from this body perspective, even the jade chair. In the palm of your hand, you can vaguely feel the cool touch of jade.

Hearing his own body, he said: "The matter of Ji's family is indeed a pity. Since the orphan is left behind, let's stay in Xuantian sect."

Ji family?

Gu Qingyun recalled the files he had read in Xuantian Secret Realm - Ji's family once encountered demons, and the whole family was wiped out, leaving only one orphan, and that orphan was Ji Shubai.

Gu Qingyun seemed to have a lot of status. As soon as he said this, no one in the audience objected. When the meeting was over and he returned to the courtyard, Dao Tong walked in and said respectfully: "Elder, the boy has already been led to the front hall, and he has to go see it." see?"

He didn't want to look at it at first, but after thinking about it, he followed Daotong into the front hall.

There was a child standing there. It was different from the first encounter in Xuantian Secret Realm. That time, the other person was just a little embarrassed, but this time he just stood there not far away, and Gu Qingyun could smell the bloody smell emanating from him. .

Ji Shubai's original white clothes were already soaked in blood, and his black hair was also coagulated into strands by blood donation, not to mention the original pale face stained with blood.

It was as if the man had been fished out of blood.

Gu Qingyun approached him, squatted down and said kindly: "From today on, you will regard the Xuantian sect as your second home."

The other party's glazed eyes looked in his direction, Gu Qingyun's face was reflected in the pupils, but the young man's eyes were empty, he stretched out his blood-stained fingers and touched Gu Qingyun's side face, the warmth from his fingertips, Gu Qingyun was slightly taken aback.

"Elder, he can't see."

Gu Qingyun whispered: "I know."

It's hard to say how complicated Gu Qingyun's emotions are at the moment. When he was young, he had heard about some matters concerning the Ji family. When Mrs. Ji was still pregnant, someone had divination that the fetus in her womb was very destined to be immortal. After getting off, they couldn't see it, which disappointed the Ji family.

At that time, Gu Qingyun also sent congratulatory gifts, and the other children were crying after they were born.

Only this child didn't cry or make trouble after it was born. It was a small ball, huddled in the brocade. When he stretched out his finger, the finger was wrapped in a small and fragile ball. He could easily shake it off, but he was worried. He couldn't see this lump, so he let the other party stuff his fingers into his mouth.

Gu Qingyun was deeply surprised by that feeling.

At that time, after being seen by the wet nurse, she joked on the sidelines: "This is being treated as a mother by the little son!"

After hearing this, he withdrew his finger back, probably because he suddenly lost something in his hand. At that time, Ji Shubai seemed to have lost everything, and burst into tears. He was hugged by the wet nurse, and the crying was not relieved.

In the blink of an eye, things have changed, children have grown into children, and the grand Ji Mansion has become ruins.

Thinking of this, Gu Qingyun felt quite emotional, looked at the child in front of him, and said, "Is there anything you want to do?"

Ji Shubai shook his head.

He has nothing to do right now.

Gu Qingyun could also understand, sighed deeply and said, "Tell me when you think about it."

The other party was silent.

Just a few months later, Wuming Peak ushered in its first uninvited guest——Lu Xian.

When Lu Xian came, it happened to be winter, and it was snowing outside. He was wearing a pale green robe, with a green jade hairpin pinned to his head, a blue jade pendant around his waist, and a pair of blue steps on his feet. In such a cold day, I was still shaking a green folding fan in my hand.

The whole person was swishing green, standing there straight, like a green cucumber, and a green and refreshing breath rushed towards his face.

"Long time no see." As soon as he entered the door, he drank the most expensive tea from Wuming Peak, crossed his legs, glanced at Gu Qingyun and made a seemingly random evaluation: "The cultivation base has improved again, I'm afraid Li Feidu will become an immortal Another step forward, not bad.”

Gu Qingyun was reviewing the papers and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Seeing that Gu Qingyun ignored him, Lu Xian was not annoyed, and said leisurely: "Do you still remember Ji Shubai who you brought in a while ago and was wiped out by the demons, leaving only one person?"

Gu Qingyun put down the booklet in his hand, yawned and said, "I remember."

Hearing this answer, Lu Xian's laziness disappeared, and he immediately became active, like an old woman gossiping behind others' back, and said, "Do you know what happened just now?" Facing Gu Qingyun's puzzled eyes, he He grinned and said, "I saw him just now."

"So what?" Gu Qingyun couldn't understand what the other party said about this matter.

Lu Xian lowered his voice and covered his lips with the folding fan in his hand: "He's dying soon!"

"what?"

"When I saw him just now, it was such a cold day, he was carrying water while having a fever, the sky was so slippery, he fell down when he walked casually, his face was flushed with heat, and he was still practicing sword after carrying the water, I looked at him strangely. Poor." When Lu Xian said this, he sighed deeply.

Hearing this, Gu Qingyun looked at him with the eyes of a beast: "Why do you pay so much attention to him? No, why do you pay so much attention to all the children?" He remembered that when he was a child, Lu Xian touched the top of his head and said kindly: You are suitable for cultivating immortals.

"Is there?" Lu Xian rubbed his nose, put the folding fan in his hand together and said: "I am extremely caring and caring for all children with fairy fate."

Gu Qingyun still looked at him suspiciously, maybe because his eyes were too straightforward, which made Lu Xianqing cough: "I really think that he meets once in a thousand years and needs a good guide."

"But he can't see." Gu Qingyun naturally knew that what the other party said was the truth, but it's a pity that if the eyes can't be seen for a long time, no matter how talented the talent is, the result may not be as expected, so he explained: "The Ji family once wanted to change another eye for him. , It's a pity that if you change the eyes of an ordinary person, it will affect your talent, but there are very few talented people with the same root, so this change of eyes has been delayed until now."

Lu Xian seemed to be persuaded by Gu Qingyun, took a sip of tea, and sighed: "If that's the case, forget it, you can go out for a walk with me."

Gu Qingyun didn't think too much about it. Although it was snowing a little outside, it didn't have much impact on a person of his level, so he followed Lu Xian out.

It wasn't until he came to a remote place that he felt something was wrong.

where is this?

Why is it a little familiar?

When a child saw him, his eyes lit up, and he saluted, "Elder Lianqing, why are you here?"

"What? Elder Lianqing is here?!"

"Where?!"

Soon a crowd of people surrounded him.

Gu Qingyun stared at Lu Xian who was standing aside with an innocent face, gritted his teeth and said with a grin, "You'd better explain, what's going on?"

Lu Xian glanced at the sky with guilty eyes, and after a while, his face calmed down, his face was painful, and he whispered: "I once had a relationship with Mrs. Ji..."

Looking at the other party's green clothes today, he sneered and said, "Just make it up slowly, do you have few people who are in love with you? It seems that you can have love with everyone. Mrs. Ji knows that she is going to pinch your neck and scold you for ruining your life." She is honorable!"

Knowing that she was teased by the other party, Gu Qingyun turned around and left this place.

He didn't see Lu Xian's guilty look disappear in an instant, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

In the middle of the night, Gu Qingyun originally planned to lie down, but for some reason, he remembered the words Lu Xian said during the day, put on his clothes, and went to the place where he went during the day.

He thought that Lu Xian was exaggerating the problems in the daytime. The body of a cultivator is much stronger than that of an ordinary person, so there is no way he would have a fever casually.

When he saw Ji Shubai, he was sitting on the desk and looking at the sword in his hand. Under the waxy candlelight, he didn't seem to have any serious problems, and his mental state was also normal.

Sure enough, what Lu Xian said was exaggeration.

Gu Qingyun was about to leave, when he saw the other party rubbing his face against the sharp sword, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he seemed very comfortable, as if this kind of movement did not satisfy him, so he hugged the sword in his arms, completely unaware The sharp blade was just around the neck.

He could vaguely see that the opponent's cheek was rubbed with a sword wound.

If he accidentally touched his neck and lost his life, he might think it was done by the enemy.

Gu Qingyun: "..." Is it really burning?Why does he feel stupid, this is the first time he has seen such an operation.