Travel through the long dream millennium

"I haven't seen you for many years, but the master's brazenness is still the same as before."

After recovering from the stunned state of seeing someone from the previous world—or even a person who passed away in the previous world, Gu Changli retorted without batting an eyelid at someone's shameless self-promotion.

"Apprentice, your sharp language has also remained unchanged over the years." Xuan Qing didn't appear to be hit at all, and Xuan Qing even narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded slightly.The intoxicated look of enjoying himself made Gu Changli a little suspicious whether the man's head was broken.

"...Let's not gossip, tell me first, how did you come to this world, and how did you appear by my side?" After some gags, Gu Changli, who did not forget the main point, coughed lightly, and said Su Rong.

"It's a long story—" For some reason, as soon as Gu Changli mentioned this matter, Xuan Qing's face became a little embarrassed, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes swept around, but he didn't dare to talk about it again. Look at the former.

"Then tell me a long story!"

Squeezing his painful forehead, Gu Changli gritted his teeth with a dark face, and ordered firmly.

With Gu Changli's resolute attitude of not being able to resist, no matter how unwilling Xuan Qing was, in the end he could only make a bitter face on Zhang Jun, explaining clearly the little tricks he arranged at the beginning.

According to Xuan Qing, in the last cultivation world, more than a hundred years ago, he was still a novice who had just formed an alchemy, and he happened to enter an ancient fairy cave when he went out to practice.The owner of the cave is extremely cultivated, there are many traps, and there are many dangers. Several times he even suspected that he would die here soon, but he often survived by relying on his superb arithmetic ability and the protection of heaven.In the end, while gaining a lot, he also got a remnant soul of the enemy who was suppressed by the powerful ancient immortal in his cave, and temporarily settled in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Looking at Xuan Qing's self-satisfied fart expression when he recalled the glorious past, Gu Changli was speechless, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a strong sense of déjà vu.

I have to say that this routine is too familiar. I was just a fledgling, entered the cave by mistake, the chance was against the sky, and finally a grandfather appeared against the sky. The leading actor, the son of Tiandao, the son of luck!

Even though the desire to complain in his heart was endless like a torrent of water, Gu Changli, who was eager to know why Xuanqing was able to travel with him, still firmly suppressed his urge to speak, and silently listened to Xuanqing's narration of the past.

However, it is different from the original grandfather who silently dedicated all the way in Dianniang's novels, radiated heat, and provided the protagonist with various exercises, opportunities, and natural treasures. What Xuanqing encountered back then might be a fake or shoddy or genetically mutated.On the road of cultivation after Xuanqing, the "grandpa" not only failed to help a few times sincerely, but even planned to seize the house more than once.If Xuanqing hadn't always been suspicious of this remnant soul whose origin was unknown and who couldn't distinguish between good and evil, the grass on the grave would be several feet high now.

That is to say, later, I felt that Xuanqing's cultivation talent, which was rare in a thousand years, and his progress in cultivation, and even the perfect Dao heart that he could still forge under his own interference, knew that there were not many remnant souls who had the opportunity to turn their backs on others. Only then did he choose to compromise and reveal the origin of his identity.

It turned out that the remnant soul was also well-known in the ancient cultivation world, but unlike that ancient immortal's brilliant righteousness, he was a notorious evil cultivator.Back then, there had been quite a fierce battle between the two. In the end, Xie Xiu was captured by the ancient immortal because of a bad move. However, the latter was also in a state of exhaustion at the time. In his own cave, he used the advantage of the location to constantly wear down the soul of evil cultivators.Tens of thousands of years have passed, and this sad "grandpa" has been ground from the earliest struggles with the intention of fighting back, and has been worn down by water drops and stones into an extremely weak and uncertain wisp of remnant soul. The meat appeared in front of him like rain from the sky.Overjoyed, he naturally would not let go of this last life-saving straw. Unexpectedly, he was blind and mistaken the sinister and cunning fox and jackal for a weak and deceitful little white rabbit. As Xuanqing's cultivation base gradually grows, there is also the risk of being swallowed up in reverse.

The evil cultivator who had finally settled down finally looked like a grandfather. Even though the cultivation methods of the ancient immortals he provided could not be really applied in the cultivation world of the end-of-law era, he still provided Xuanqing with A lot of reference value.As a result, the relationship between one person and one soul eased a lot, and the evil cultivator also accidentally said to him that he was studying the method of soul cultivation he created.

"Grandpa still wants to create his own exercises?"—Isn't this the aura only the protagonist can have?—Gu Changli couldn't help but twitched his lips when he heard this, "And then? Master, are you going to help him?"

"how is this possible."

Xuan Qing, who was sitting beside Gu Changli at some point, shook his head lightly, "At that time, I was thinking about how to trip him up."

"..." I have to say that the relationship between the protagonist and the grandfather in this story is really novel and unique, and everyone is racking their brains to think of how to hold each other back.

"I don't believe that just a few hundred years of getting along can make a cruel old devil who committed heinous crimes in the beginning of ancient times change from evil to good. If he can really reshape his physical body through some soul cultivation method, it will be difficult for him who is getting worse day by day. It’s really not a good thing for the declining cultivation world.” Xuan Qing propped his chin up, staring blankly at the glowing fire, his body seemed to have eased from the previous state that was about to dissipate. "It can even be said to be a catastrophe."

"At that time, I was worrying about how to get rid of this guy from my sea of ​​consciousness... Well, although the old devil's cultivation base has been completely destroyed, and there is only a trace of his soul left, but the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, if he insists on me Rooted in the sea of ​​consciousness to resist, I can only end up with a lose-lose end. I have been closed for a long time, and I have not found a good way. Urged me to go down the mountain to find a seed of evangelism. I simply went out of the gate, and after deducing the astrology with my fingers, I followed the direction it appeared to find you."

"After that," the tone paused slightly, Xuanqing's face became more difficult with a little bit of bitter and helpless emotion, "it was overpowering to figure out the true identity of the Lord of the Blood Demon, not only counting half of his life It's gone, but I didn't get much useful information—if I die, the old monster who borrowed my sea of ​​knowledge to survive will not be able to please. The old thing went crazy because of this, and desperately planned to seize the house again... ...Of course, I am absolutely invincible to you, your wise and powerful master, who is handsome, gentle, gentle, and powerful. I turned him into an army, and I absorbed and digested all the remnants of his soul."

"It's only now that I have a little memory of that old monster. It turns out that while I was on guard against that old monster, he didn't let go of his guard against me. The old thing has even killed me without my knowing it. The soul-refining method is so perfect that it has even begun to be used... He is worthy of being a famous figure in ancient times. He is full of wisdom, talent, spirituality and comprehension. After knowing my skills Even if it is superb and the perception ability is equally excellent, the soul refining method he developed by himself will not have any harmful effects on the host, and it will even be mutually beneficial like a symbiotic relationship.

Having said that, Gu Changli looked thoughtfully at the boss Xuan Qing, who was uncomfortable, his voice gradually turned cold, and his expression became more gloomy, "So, after saving your energy that day, you didn't die, but Using the method of refining the soul, attached to my sea of ​​consciousness - this kind of thing, why didn't you tell me in advance, it's very interesting to pretend to be dead, is it fun?!"

"No...it's not like that."

Sensing Gu Changli's sharp eyes and the anger and resistance emanating from his body, Xuanqing almost jumped up from the spot, frowning and waving his hands again and again, "The pain of having hope and then losing it again is far more painful than the pain of losing hope in the first place." Desperation comes stronger... That exercise was originally revised by the old monster according to his own situation. My situation is special, and the qualifications of the soul are also different-this kind of exercise for the soul, if you are not careful, your soul will fly away. The end of rebirth. If I told you at the beginning that I would not die, apprentice, you don’t need to worry about it, but in the end, the bamboo basket fetches water in vain, then how will you deal with yourself, obedient apprentice.”

"In fact, that practice is really not suitable for me. Although it won't end up in such a miserable state, but after being attached to your sea of ​​consciousness, apprentice, I don't know anything about people, and I don't respond to the outside world. I think it's almost as good as death. Not much. Until the moment of your final decisive battle with the blood demon lord, when you activated your spirit-gathering talent and gathered the power of a world to wash away your soul with surging spiritual power, I woke up because of it."

"Master, I have been in a deep sleep for so long, and I finally regained consciousness. I haven't had time to be happy, and I have time to tell you the good news..."

Knowing what happened that day, Gu Changli wisely kept silent.

"The catastrophe followed."

Xuan Qing's last words were very calm, with the world of mortals seeing through, and the clear understanding after Qian Fan's death.But for some reason, Gu Changli always felt that there was a hint of madness in it that was well hidden but obvious.

That's right, for the master's face-saving, flamboyant and bratty personality who likes to show off in front of his apprentices, none of the series of changes that happened after his "death" was in his expectation.The dignity of being an elder has long been thrown far away, so naturally I don't want to talk about it any more.

"When the catastrophe approached, apprentice, you had passed out, but I was still awake in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness...Master, it was not easy for me to gather my soul to stand in front of you at that time, so I wanted to help you resist for a while. OK."

"I didn't expect that at that critical moment, a spatial fluctuation from another time and space came. Because of that suction, your soul was quickly sucked away, and along with mine, it disappeared in the Tianyuan Continent before the catastrophe fell. "

"After that, I lost my foundation because of the forced soul gathering that day, and I was in a coma for a while, and I regained consciousness not long ago."

After such a lengthy explanation, time has passed for a long time. Seeing that it was time for Reinhardt to stand up to watch the night, Gu Changli suddenly smiled, and looked sideways at Xuanqing helplessly, "Master, what you look like now It’s best not to fall into the eyes of someone with a heart, is there a way to hide your figure?”

"That's natural."

Xuan Qing nodded, and suddenly put a hand on Gu Changli's shoulder.His body emitted a faint white light, and quickly disappeared in place.

【"I was born from your soul, so I can naturally return to my original source on weekdays."】

Gu Changli involuntarily raised his hand and rubbed his ears. This feeling of someone talking in his head is quite strange, but it's not uncomfortable, just get used to it for a while.

【"Hosting in my soul...Master, you shouldn't have peeped anything you shouldn't have seen, have you?"】

Gu Changli frowned suddenly when he thought of this.He doesn't repel or hate Xuan Qing, but if he thinks that there is a person who can clearly know what he sees, thinks, and thinks...it's still a bit unacceptable.

【"—Of course not. Without your permission, I can only hear external voices, and I can't even see the screen, let alone what you are thinking and doing, apprentice."】

Xuan Qing's voice seemed quite lonely.

【"I'm not..."】 Gu Changli, who sensed the strangeness in Da Xuanqing's tone, was about to explain, so he called the former to interrupt.

【"Of course master knows, apprentice, you don't distrust me. After decades of getting along day and night, I have long felt that there are many secrets in that little child who propped up his body to bury his relatives, and there are many things that he doesn't want to look back on. The past, they are like a towering mountain, weighing heavily on the back of the growing boy, so that he has very little time to smile sincerely.]

The bonfire was constantly beating, and the burning branches made a faint crackling sound.Gu Changli raised his head slightly to look at the vast expanse of sky, the night breeze gently brushed his clothes, but his mood was rarely peaceful and relaxed.

【"What are these secrets and past events, and where did they come from? Although the master is curious and worried, he will never ask. It would be great if he could tell me in person one day; if they are really too If it is too heavy, so heavy that even the young man is unwilling to speak, then take it as a tacit "little tacit understanding" between master and apprentice, and bury it in the darkness forever."]

【"At the beginning, the master once said that if the spirit gathering body really has the curse of not being able to survive the golden core period, then he will slap that little belly in the sky—maybe God is afraid of my ass temper and doesn't want to accept me. , keeping the scourge... Cough, I care about you, apprentice."]

Xuan Qing, who hadn't heard Gu Changli's reply for a long time, raised his lips and chuckled in the pitch-black space, his brows and eyes curved like a child who has acquired a precious treasure, contented.