In order to support the reserves, I unified the world of self-cultivation

The eldest brother of Langqizong was not embarrassed either, he sneered at the veiled young city master and sat down.

If there were seemingly non-existent discussions in the crowd, Gu Xinglu's advanced cultivation allowed him to hear everything clearly.

"I heard that the young city lord is a mortal, a descendant of the Human Sovereign who has lived in the mortal world for countless generations."

"How can mortals become Taoist companions like monks like me?"

"You only need to accompany this woman for more than two hundred years, and you can get a portion of the holy water of longevity and the imperial city. Don't you feel tempted?"

A man said in a frivolous tone: "Besides, look at this young city lord, he should look good, with thin skin and tender flesh, and he's good for playing."

These monks who spoke relied on the fact that the young city lord was a mortal, as long as they lowered their voices, the young city lord would not be able to hear what they were saying.

Being selected by others at the door, and still unable to recognize his identity, he wants to improve himself by belittling the other party.

But those who speak are still a minority, and those who are silent are the majority.

Gu Xinglu noticed that those who had discussed the young city lord obscenely or contemptuously had a maid standing behind them.

When those people saw the maid coming, they also shut up resentfully.

"The city owner is here!"

Said loudly in a clear and pleasant voice.

A middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a crown on his head came in, surrounded by a group of people, like a mortal emperor.

The emperor Ye Buqi sat on the high platform, and said in a clear voice: "Everyone has come to the imperial city all the way, and the boats and cars are exhausting. Why don't you stay here for a while longer, and when I choose a Taoist partner for the little girl, I will go to the imperial city to help you." I will prepare a small gift for everyone to practice."

As soon as the cultivator of Huashen opened his mouth, the people below hurriedly said that they dare not dare, that they don't work hard.

Ye Buqi said a few more polite words, and then his face changed: "Although all of you are guests, please forgive me for some guests, the temple cannot welcome you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the maids standing behind the monks made gestures of invitation to the monks in front of them, signaling them to leave.

Suddenly someone was dissatisfied, he slapped the table and stood up, but looking at the Emperor's cold eyes, he realized what he had done, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The maid behind him stretched out her hand politely: "Please."

He left with a stiff body, and the others followed the maid silently, leaving half of the seats on the court.

Ye Buqi stood up and said with a hearty smile, "Let me toast to all my friends."

Everyone stood up and raised their glasses.

A group of women in dancer costumes walked in with the music, and the fellow Huang Ye Buqi saluted, and then began to dance in the center, with ribbons flying.

The maid behind her wanted to pour wine for Gu Xinglu, but Gu Xinglu held down the wine glass and waved her hand to signal her to back down.

The maid has a pretty face, wearing a thin gauze skirt, and the spring light on her chest is faintly visible. She squatted down and said softly: "Let this servant serve you."

As she said that, she stretched out a pair of catkins, trying to caress Gu Xinglu's knee, but before she touched it, a hand grabbed her wrist tightly. Under the severe pain, the woman felt that her wrist was broken.

Looking up, she met a pair of cold eyes. Its owner looked at her as if she was looking at a dead person: "Go away."

The maid hurriedly retreated.

Long Yunxing snorted softly in Gu Xinglu's mind: "A beautiful woman throws herself into her arms, and the beauty is not shallow."

Gu Xinglu chuckled: "The beauty didn't see it, but the dragon soaked in the vinegar jar did see one."

He stretched out his hand and used the jade chopsticks to pick up the round pastry in the gold wire disc. With a little strength in his hand, he crushed it, picked up a little piece of pastry and fed it to the vinegar dragon poking out his head from the skirt.

Long Yunxing opened his mouth and bit it, his golden eyes narrowed in satisfaction: "More."

Gu Xinglu gave a good-natured hum, and patiently fed the little dragon cub bit by bit. At this moment, the hem of his clothes was bitten, and when he looked down, a eager-eyed tiger cub was staring at the delicious food on the table. .

Long Yunxing tasted everything on the table, Gu Xinglu picked out a few things that the dragon cub didn't like, and some of the things he didn't eat much, and gave them all to the tiger cub.

Long Yunxing poked his head out to see the white tiger cub eating happily on the small stool beside him, then glanced at what it ate, felt guilty for Gu Xinglu's eccentricity, rolled up a piece of pastry with his slender tail, and handed it To the tiger cub.

The tiger cub swallowed it with its mouth open, wagging its tail happily, and let out a little whimper.

Gu Xinglu patted it on the head: "A cat should look like a cat."

The tiger cub, who was forced to pretend to be a cat, tilted his head, his round and clear eyes seemed to be thinking: "Aw...aow~"

Here the "family of three" enjoyed themselves happily, but the field was undercurrent.

Ye Buqi seemed to have just seen the disciple of Langqi Sect, and said with a surprised face: "I didn't expect the eldest disciple of Langqi Sect to be interested in my little girl?"

The eldest brother of Langqi Sect got up and bowed to Ye Buqi, and replied neither humble nor overbearing: "I heard that the Young City Lord has extraordinary looks, but he is not easy to see people. I have admired him for a long time, so I came here to have a look."

Ye Buqi smiled inexplicably.

After the banquet was over, the maids led the people to each person's residence. The emperor was rich and powerful, and there was no shortage of houses. Everyone had their own house.

Gu Xinglu waved away the maid, and stepped into the courtyard, a small courtyard for entertaining guests, which was also meticulously decorated, with unknown words crawling on the pergola, and exquisite wine jugs and a plate of pastries in the pavilion.

The tiger cub ran fast with its short four paws. With a small run-up, it jumped onto the table in the pavilion. Its fluffy paws grabbed the pastry plate, tilted its head to look at Xinglu, and opened its pink and tender mouth: " Meow?"

Gu Xinglu glanced at it and said, "Eat it."

The tiger cub was twice as happy as it was visible to the naked eye, eating the cake happily.

In the middle of the night, Gu Xinglu gently tucked up the horns of the sleeping dragon, and rubbed the small horns with his fingertips, like a light kiss.

After doing all this, he got up and left.

Ye Buqi didn't know where the Shouyuan Holy Water was hidden, and he couldn't be alarmed. Although he was able to beat him, Gu Xinglu carried two divine beasts with him, one of which was a dragon. There were too many people here. If Long Yunxing was exposed, It was hard not to spread the news.

Gu Xinglu came to the mountains far away from Ye Buqi's imperial city by himself. As the night darkened, his eyes gradually turned red.

The last bit of whites of his eyes were swallowed up by redness, the tip of the man's nose moved, and his eyes turned in a certain direction: it smells so good.

He raised his feet to look for the rich sweetness, but he was caught by the iron chains on his feet. Only then did the man realize that his hands and feet were tightly bound. The iron chains were made of unknown materials, and they were extremely hard. Iron chains trapped him in this dark cave.

The spiritual energy in the man's whole body surged, trying to break free from the iron chain, but when he circulated the spiritual energy, sharp thorns appeared from the originally smooth iron chain and pierced into his body.

The iron chains were tightly wrapped, and there were many, from the arms to the ankles, every inch of the iron chain was covered with protruding spikes, deeply piercing into every inch of the man's skin.

The man's body was riddled with holes and bleeding, but his eyes were fixed on the direction of the imperial city. In his perception, there was a very, very delicious thing there.

Gu Xinglu woke up from the chaos, untied the iron chain according to the secret method with a calm face, saw the inconspicuous crack hidden under the thick blood on the iron chain, and knew that his time was running out.

This is the highest-grade spirit lock, but there are already cracks, which means it won't last long.

Gu Xinglu sprinkled the improved medicine powder on the wounds on his body. This is not a medicine for treatment, but it can hide the smell of blood, stop bleeding, and aggravate the pain of the wound.

After changing into clean clothes, covering the wounds all over his body, he returned to the small courtyard in the imperial city while the sky was slightly bright.

When Long Yunxing woke up from his sleep, he saw Gu Xinglu looking at him with a smile on his face, and Xiaolong snorted sleepily: "Um..."

The silver scales were dyed a touch of gold in the warm light, Xiaolong's body moved, and he rubbed his head against Gu Xinglu's fingertips affectionately. The tone is smiling:

"Little lazy pig, it's time to get up."

His voice was steady with a smile, and his face was doting. No one could tell from his expression and his voice that this man was enduring heartbreaking pain.

Long Yunxing didn't notice anything unusual either, he didn't know that Gu Xinglu was torturing himself with inhuman pain every night, and this incident started from the third day they entered the cultivation world.

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In a flower field, a white cat with black stripes ran wildly among the flowers, its four paws fluttering fast, chasing the butterflies up and down in front of it.

Look carefully, there is a small silver snake on top of the cat's fluffy head, the little snake is lazily sinking in the furry ocean, and as the cat runs, the ocean is also jumping.

And the slender man in black was staring at the cat intently, at least, in the eyes of others.

What Ye Wei, the young city owner, saw was such a warm scene. She stood in the distance thoughtfully for a while, walked up, smiled and said to Gu Xinglu: "Is this your son's cat? cute."

Seeing Gu Xinglu turning his head to look at her, Ye Wei smiled shyly: "The little girl is an ordinary person, and she is used to calling you son, so I hope you can't blame him."

Long Yunxing, who was lazily lying on the tiger cub's head, heard the sound, saw the beautiful woman standing very close beside Gu Xinglu, narrowed his golden and beautiful eyes, and patted the " Mount".

The "mount" felt the slap on the head, and looked up naively to look at him, but forgot that Xiaolong was on its head, and only pushed him higher.

The tiger cub shook its tail foolishly, remembering that someone was pretending to be a cat and couldn't call mother directly, so he called out, "Aww?"

Long Yunxing was depressed, at this moment, Gu Xinglu raised his voice and shouted: "Tiger, let's go."

The tiger cub knew that he was calling it, and rushed over happily. Seeing that Gu Xinglu ignored her completely, she bit her lip unwillingly, and asked, "Is the young master's cat called Huzi? What a strange name. It’s obviously a cat, why is it called a tiger.”

Gu Xinglu said lightly: "Because it's too stupid."

I don't know if it was Ye Hua who was talking to me, or the strange name of the cat.

He took away the little dragon cub on top of the cat's head, and let the tiger cub run on the ground by itself. The little dragon cub ran quickly in his palm, and then ran back to the tiger cub's head. The tiger cub who was running happily felt his head sink.

Its father is pressing its head and looking at it sullenly.

The tiger cub's head was held down, and he stopped in good temper: "Meow?"

Long Yunxing hit Gu Xinglu's hand with his tail, and said angrily: "I don't want you, your hands are hard, not as soft as hairy."

Gu Xinglu narrowed his eyes and began to think about the feasibility of shaving tiger cubs.

On a sunny day, the white tiger cub suddenly shivered.

The author has something to say: It’s so difficult to choose the title of the chapter. I thought this chapter would meet Gu Yuelan’s plan, but it turned out... I really want to say that it’s going to be a bit difficult for me to update at 6 o’clock. What time do you want? ? If it is 6 o'clock, it is unstable, and 11 to [-] is fine.