On the border of heaven and earth, Yang Jian had a very hard time.

A Gu is not a good teacher, when she is in a good mood, she will teach the students responsibly.But if she is in a bad mood, asking her to say a word more will seem to pierce the sky.No matter how talented Yang Jian is, there is no guarantee that everything can be integrated immediately, and it is common to go astray.

At this time, the disadvantages of running into a third-rate leader are very obvious.

injured?Then treat it.

What, you don't understand this place?So stupid.

I've said it all, I'll only say it once, if you can't learn it, just change it to something else.

ah? ?Xianli blocked?Oh, then I'll help you get through it.

Then, the future Zhenjun Erlang did not die at the hands of the monsters on the border, but almost died under A Gu's too simple and crude training assistance.

As a natural god, A Gu's comprehension of the divine power of heaven is rooted in his blood.In many cases, her judgment tends to be instinctive.If you insist on asking her to say one, two, three, four, she can only tell you in a very mysterious way: "This is a feeling."

"..."

Yang Jian, who is open-minded and studious, said that he couldn't answer this question.

In this kind of place where the birds don't shit, besides fighting monsters standing up, they can only practice sitting down.After several rounds of communication with A Gu, a representative of metaphysics, Yang Jian finally gave up trying to understand what her so-called feeling was. He decided to understand it physically. ).

However, before he could comprehend it, Thomas made a big split like a full spin in the progress of his cultivation, and ran for eight hundred miles in a direction that made his life worse than death.

According to A Gu's description later, his appearance at that time was extremely miserable, and he felt that his soul was split in two.Half of it was boiled into hot pot soup in the magma, and the other half was frozen into artistic ice sculptures on the snow mountain.

Although it is not to the point of being insane, but if such Yang Jian is brought back.His uncle would probably go mad on the spot, rise up and rebel, and avenge his poor nephew.

Because of the wrong number of cultivation methods, the unlucky child couldn't even maintain the posture of Baoyuan Shouyi, and fell to the ground and twitched.His expression was already confused, and his arms were folded in a very pitiful manner.A Gu felt that this was a bit miserable, and it was rare for her conscience to realize that she was actually half responsible for this.

Seal the cave door to prevent the violent wind and snow outside from pouring in.A Gu walked up to the fallen Yang Jian and poked his arm, "Hey, are you okay?"

Yang Jian's spirit was sober for a while and slack for a while. Just after he muttered something, his eyes went away again.At this moment, A Gu finally heard what he said clearly.The teenager called out to his mother in pain, saying: "Mum, my son hurts so much."

Hearing this word, A Gu's expression suddenly changed, as if she was a different person, she sighed quietly: "Oh, I'm still a child."

In the years that followed, Yang Jian wondered whether he saw this scene during that torment was just an illusion produced by his intolerance.Why did he see such a pitiful and loving expression on A Gu's face, as if he was loving all the creatures in the world.

This kind of expression is really impressive, but in the subsequent relationship, Yang Jian has never seen such kindness again.It wasn't until Chu Tian returned from injury at the Yaochi Banquet that A Gu confessed his identity to Chu Tian that Yang Jian was sure that his memory was correct.

But now, the aunt who was moved by Yang Jian's miserable appearance felt pity, as if she had been persuaded by someone, she half hugged Yang Jian in her arms.One hand barely supported him to prevent him from sliding down, and the other was pressed against his forehead.

"... Strictly speaking, it's not mine. Since you miss her so much, I'll give it back to you."

Yang Jian's consciousness was lax, and he heard such a passage in a daze.Because of the pain, his senses were very dull, and he really couldn't understand what this passage meant.I felt a sudden blackness in front of my eyes, and then I fell asleep.

·

Waking up again, the wind and snow outside the cave actually stopped.But even so, there was still no light.Because the sun's light can't reach here, the cessation of wind, snow and thunder means that this place will be swallowed by darkness.

The bonfire illuminated the rock walls of the cave into a dim and warm orange. Yang Jian turned his head with difficulty, only seeing an extremely beautiful chin in front of him.This is not what A Gu looks like!He was horrified!

Looking at it again, I found that I seemed to be dazzled.The person who was half hugging him was indeed the god A Gu.Yang Jian was so frightened that a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He felt that he had gone into a certain state of madness to have such a terrible hallucination.

A Gu didn't notice Yang Jian's mental activity as if he was on a roller coaster. Seeing him waking up, he just said dryly, "Oh, you're awake. Can you move a bit when you wake up? My legs are numb."

Being hugged like this, Yang Jian's psychological pressure was also quite great, and he rolled to the side at the fastest speed of his body, even losing his appearance.

The weight on his body lightened, and Agu bent his legs with great effort, only to feel that his lower body seemed to have been mosaiced.She glanced at Yang Jian complainingly, and accused him of being too heavy.

"It's fine when you wake up, you're fine, you just split a fork with divine power, and it's already helped you get over."

After running around for a while, he felt much more comfortable on his body. Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and said gratefully, "Thank you, God, for saving your life."

"I didn't save you," A Gudu muttered, his eyes fell on the peach pit hanging on Yang Jian's neck, feeling a little guilty for some reason, "Then what, you can adjust it yourself, I'll go out for a while."

Then he teased Yang Jian who hadn't reacted, and ran away irresponsibly.

·

When A Gu came back a few months later, she was carrying a monster hundreds of times larger on her body.It looks particularly uncoordinated from a distance, and it is also very funny.As soon as there was some movement outside, Yang Jian noticed it. Standing at the door and seeing such an impactful picture, he was also a little dazed.After a long pause, I went up to help.

A Gu ran out because of a guilty conscience, just to avoid him.After hiding for several months, he hunted a monster as an apology, but he still felt a little guilty when he saw Yang Jian.Seeing him coming, he still couldn't help but take a few steps back, rubbed his nose, lacking confidence: "Don't, don't, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

Then Yang Jian watched helplessly as a little girl dragged an ancient giant beast in front of her, and there was a bloodstain almost as tall as ten of him under her feet.

"..."

A Gu dragged the monster to the back of the cave, chop it up, tear it up, and cook it.He dug out a rough stone bowl and took a bowl of heart blood, held his nose and held it in front of Yang Jian, and told him to drink it in a low voice.

Yang Jian expressed his refusal with silence.

"Cough, although this taste is a bit strong, it is really a great tonic, drink it soon."

Yang Jian looked up at her, his meaning was very clear, why don't you drink.

A Gu's voice fluttered with his eyes, "I don't need it..."

On the grounds that Yang Jian's injury just happened, A Gu will definitely force him to drink it.The two saw-sawed for a while, but neither of them would give in.Later, Yang Jian probably knew that if he didn't drink, he might not be able to ask about some things, so he took the bowl.He breathed a sigh of relief with a sacrifice-like mentality, then threw himself on the door and vomited in a daze.

A Gu jumped behind him, "Oh, oh, don't spit it out, it won't work!"

These words were too terrifying, Yang Jian really didn't want to drink the second bowl, he forcibly held back the nausea and burning in his chest and stomach.His legs were weak and he almost knelt down.

"Don't be disgusted with nausea, this kind of ancient beast is not as high-end as your inner alchemy. Their blood and flesh are the best nourishment. Although it is a little unpalatable..."

Where it was just a little unpalatable, the stench surged up again, Yang Jian pinched his neck, and punched a hole in the mountain wall with his fist.

It took Yang Jian three days to digest such a bowl of blood.

When he completely digested the essence contained in the blood, he found that his immortal power had finally broken through to another level, as if he had a vast sky and sea in his heart, roaming endlessly, deep and turbulent.

A Gu saw through his changes at a glance, and it was rare that he didn't sneer, and said very calmly: "Congratulations."

Yang Jian sincerely thanked him, walked up to A Gu and sat down, "Then, the God of God is ready to clear up Jian's doubts?"

A Gu glanced at him, his expression unchanged.But Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably: this is the god aunt he knew.He is indifferent and arrogant, and never talks too much with the humble.The girl who had a guilty conscience and forced herself to drink blood three days ago was just a confusing illusion.

She is not angry now, and she did not sarcastically indicate that this is a tacit permission, allowing Yang Jian to continue asking questions.This is a small rule that he grasped after getting along with A Gu for a period of time.

Yang Jian adjusted his breathing and asked, "Dare to ask God, when you healed me that day, where did the divine power that passed into my body come from?"

The question is absurd.

It's almost like accusing A Gu of stealing other people's things and borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.

This is an offense, an offense to Gu, who is a god.

However, A Gu was not angry because of this, not even that kind of cover-up anger.She just turned to face Yang Jian with a very calm expression, as if she had been waiting for a long time, and her tone was unbelievably calm, "Oh, that's your mother's divine power. Because you are mother and son, you are similar in blood, so you can accept it faster. , I don’t need to do more counseling.”

She looked at Yang Jian and smirked, "Any questions?"

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