I wanted to embrace my master and return home

Can't tell what you want

The Pavilion of Tianfu is located on the top of the highest mountain in the Shangxiu Realm. It is rumored that this place is the closest to the Immortal Realm, so it is full of aura. From the first gate, the cableway crosses the mountains, and more than 90 steps are built in the misty clouds. , each section has hundreds of levels, very difficult to climb.

Because the top of the mountain is too high, the steps are as rugged as a dirt mountain road, the mountain wall is steep and there is no foothold, no one dares to go up directly with the sword, so most monks sit in the small house suspended by the cableway, using spiritual power Push the cableway up the mountain slowly.

It was already evening when Gu Mou arrived at Tianfuzhige. He hadn't returned for 15 years. The gatekeepers had already changed to newcomers. They couldn't recognize him, and he didn't have anything on him to show his identity. It was Zhang Sichen who brought him in.

"My lord came down to earth in a hurry back then, and the elder didn't take the golden seal with me. Are you really not afraid that someone will take the throne?" Zhang Sichen pushed aside a few pines and bamboos that slanted to the side of the road as he walked.

"With you and Elder Cang Mo in charge of the position of elder, I have nothing to worry about." Gu Mou smiled, his face full of indifference.

"Yeah, my hair is almost graying because of these brats." Zhang Sichen also smiled back, although the middle stage of Jindan kept him looking young, his eyes were more vicissitudes than before, and he was getting more and more serious. Appear calm.

"How is Zhang Sirun doing now, has he formed a golden body yet?"

"It's ashamed to say that my younger brother is more playful as he gets older." Zhang Sichen shook his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Let's not talk about the golden body, I just crowned him two months ago, but his cultivation is still the same. ... So I mentioned that if you don't cultivate well, you will age like an ordinary person, wrinkled and wrinkled, which scared him so much that he didn't sleep well for three days."

When Gu Mo heard the word "Guanli", he thought of Ye Xunliang again, wondering how that little trash is doing now, whether he is crying, or whether he has gone out and heard those rumors that are both true and false.

I suddenly feel a little sad.

When the two arrived inside the Tianfu, the monks had already finished school and were about to go back to their dorms.Looking at the monks and disciples passing by in twos and threes, they were wearing white robes with blue edges and lotus patterns on their backs. The front is sealed with a picture of Taiji, which looks more than dignified when worn on the body.

Familiar academic gowns, but they are all fresh faces, which have long been different.The teenagers chased each other, played, laughed and cursed while walking, which reminded Gu Mou of those days when he was in Tianfuzhige and his brothers and sisters, walking in groups, shoulder to shoulder, on this road , is also so high-spirited and vigorous.

Most of the colleagues who walked this road with him in the past had completed their studies a few years ago. The Hui people went to start a family and started a business. They didn’t even have time to say goodbye. For example, Zhang Sichen, whose parents died when he was young, was also regarded as a master's Italian disciple, but he failed in the selection of true disciples. The reason was that he had a younger brother who was not qualified enough and loved to play as a disciple.

Yuanhua Xianzun only took in two apprentices in his life, one is Gu Mou who is extremely talented, and the other is Zhang Sichen who is hardworking and willing to learn.

Back then, Zhang Sichen was also the "popular man" of Tianfu Zhige. He was dignified and upright, with lofty sentiments, but he was also born gentle and slender. He could be called the second Yuanhua immortal, with a little more human touch than the immortal. Among the group of female disciples, the voices were very high, and it was a pity not to be selected as a true disciple.

And Gu Mou was brought up by Yuanhua Xianzun back then, so he almost didn't get adopted as a foster son.He is extremely talented and smart, and he can teach any spells. Even the elders of the 24th Peak next door like him, but he is a bit playful, and he is always surrounded by a group of smoky aristocratic children, fishing for fish and birds all day long. A group of people were fined to enter the Pomo Hall to copy the books for half a month, supervised by Zhang Sichen every day, so I really disliked him in my heart, thinking that he was putting on airs and deliberately imitating Master's Elegant air.

I remember the few days when Yuanhua Xianzun was thinking about the candidates for the true disciples, he changed his ways to show courtesy, dangling in front of his master all day long, but when delivering tea, he accidentally made Shi Minghua boil the lamp for several nights His Qiankun Armor was splashed, and the shiny black mecha was smothered in hot tea until it smoked and was scrapped immediately. An angry Shi Minghua whipped him with a whisk handle.

After going out, I told those cronies and friends with tears in my eyes. Everyone thought that the matter of true disciples must be dead, and they kept silent for half a month. They didn't expect that when the results came out at the end of the month, they still chose Gu Mou!

Everyone is clear in their hearts, Yuanhua Xianzun is more partial to the disciples he raised, although Gu Mou finds things for him every day and is playful and troublesome, but he is smart, cute and sweet, and he surrounded him all day before the age of five. Master Zunmeimei is amazing. After the age of five, she starts to buy this or that. Others are more or less afraid of Immortal Yuanhua and dare not get close to him, but Gu Mou is different.

When other disciples made mistakes, they were sent to the Yan Citang for sentencing and copying the family rules. Only when Gu Mou made a mistake, Yuanhua Xianzun would teach him a lesson. He was beaten by Shi Minghua.

After Gu Mou became a true disciple, he even took a group of cronies to see Zhang Sichen. His tone was full of pride and flaunting, but he didn't expect that young man didn't care about his failure. He just smiled indifferently and sincerely congratulated him , burying his head in washing the muddy clothes in the basin, which actually made Gu Mou blush a little embarrassingly.

These are all old things, and later when the two of them talked about the old things in their spare time, Zhang Sichen said that the mental activity at that time was actually: he looked at Gu Mou wearing a brand-new true disciple uniform, and felt that the material looked very good, and thought to himself In a few days, I went to Baekweitang to do more work and earn enough money to change Zhang Sirun's white school uniform.

"It's time for dinner, do you want to eat first?" Zhang Sichen turned to ask him when passing by Baiweitang.

"Okay." Gu Mou thought for a while, he hadn't eaten all day, and he was indeed a little hungry.

I don't know if Ye Yan ate or not, it's almost dark.

The two had a meal, and randomly picked a corner to sit down. During the meal, many monks couldn't help but look sideways at him. After all, a strange man in ordinary clothes suddenly appeared here, and he was sitting with their elder brother , could not help guessing his identity.

"I told them last month that the Master of Tianfu Zhige is coming back. I didn't expect you to come back so late. I'm afraid the disciples have forgotten." Zhang Sichen put down his chopsticks and explained.

"Senior brother, you don't have to obey these empty etiquettes in front of me. I can't afford to be called that by you. When it comes to what you have done to the Pavilion of Heavenly Mansion over the years, I am far inferior to you." Gu Mou gave him a reproachful look.

Zhang Sichen was stunned for a moment, then said with a light smile, "Yes, my lord."

That night, he slept in Chenxiange, and after the introduction and handover the next day, Gu Mou moved into Jiuqu Shuisi.

Jiuqu Shuisi is the residence of the lords of the past dynasties. It is built on a sparkling lake. Because of its abundant spiritual power, the lake is always full of large green lotuses, and the lake water comes from a huge waterfall. Jiuqu Shuisi It is very large, but Shi Minghua likes to be elegant, and the furnishings are made of sandalwood and bamboo, which are not luxurious.There are spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses planted everywhere. Walking in, the curved corridor turns around, and the scenery changes as you walk. At the far left end is Chen Xianting, where he lived as a disciple.

Gu Mou walked through the corridor step by step, touched the place where he used to live, and when he walked to the dormitory, he saw a dark red moire silk sheet. He reached out and gently placed it on the delicate and soft sheet. Slowly and gently stroked it from head to tail, looked down at it for a while, and asked someone to lift it down.

"Hey, why did this short man move away, and you seem to like it again?"

A voice came from behind, and Gu Mou turned his head to see that it was Elder Cang Mo, who came over with two pots of Zhuyeqing, with a smile on his face.

Gu Mou was stunned for a while, then said: "It's nothing, just leave it alone, it's in the way."

It's been several years since the two met again, but no one cares about those polite greetings, and they don't even bother to say a word after seeing each other for a long time, it's just the nature of these two people.

Elder Cang Mo smiled unconsciously, walked to the side and sat down, put the jug on his table, and said, "I brewed it myself, sit down and taste it."

"...I'm afraid it's a little too much to taste." Gu Mou sat down slowly, feeling pain in the brow and heart of the wine.

"Oops, this time it's absolutely delicious. I didn't put the right ingredients in the stinky drink you drank when you were young." Elder Cangmo smiled mischievously, opened a pot, and the wine was full of aroma and fragrance. long.

Gu Mou picked it up and took a sip, nodded and said, "Well... yes, thank you elder for coming to see me."

I can't remember which year it was, a colleague secretly brought wine from home to the dormitory to share food, he couldn't forget it after taking a sip, but Tianfu Zhige clearly prohibits alcohol, if the teacher Minghua finds out, there will be no family rules thirty times Can't get out of Pomo Hall.

The management of the 24 peaks next to the Tianfu Pavilion is not so strict, the main reason is that their elder is a drunkard, and it is difficult to straighten the beam if the upper beam is crooked, and the disciples of the 24 peak are living in a good way.

So Gu Mou secretly asked Elder Cangmo for a drink. The other party mysteriously took him to his brewing room and said that he would drink the mulberry that he brewed himself. People smoked and looked into the jar, and there were green hairs growing inside.

"It's not that the world of cultivation is the most lively and bustling. Every time you went out when you were young, you couldn't bear to come back, holding Shi Minghua's thigh and crying. Why did you finally let you stay there for more than ten years, but when you came back, you were much more silent." Cang Mo The elder laughed.

Gu Mou was thoughtful, smiled wryly, and said, "I don't know how I got so many words out of my mouth when I was a child, but now... my mentality is old."

"Tsk tsk, don't tell me, as far as I can see, you are still far away from the word 'old'." Elder Cangmo teased: "You, in fact, are still a child, and you can't tell what you want, what you want. think."

After hearing this, Gu Mo swallowed a sip of wine, frowned and said, "Can't tell what you want, can't tell what you want?"

"That child from the Lower Cultivation Realm, you just don't want it?" Cang Mo said.

"Hey, you don't know, the silver taels left by the child's father before his death are enough to buy you, and you still need me?"

"Nonsense, is the Master of the 24th Peak so cheap? Did you just buy it?" Elder Cang Mo gave him a reproachful look.

Gu Mo took a sip of his wine and stretched out his hand to count.

"Three thousand?" Cang Mo said.

Gu Mou shook his head and compared again.

"Thirty thousand?" Cang Mo guessed again.

Gu Mou shook his head again, and said lightly, "30."

"!!!" Cang Mo stroked his beard in shock, and said, "That's true..."