What Gu Hengsheng swept away was not the fallen leaves and dust on the ground, but the haze and confusion of the Dao heart.

Gu Hengsheng's current state is very strange, as if he has blended into the vast red dust, and he seems to be detached from the world.

"I don't know, can you say it directly?"

Gu Xuan Sword Immortal no longer regarded Gu Hengsheng as an ordinary miscellaneous disciple, he was extremely polite and bowed.

The tens of thousands of disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect witnessed this scene and opened their mouths.

"Does Sword Mountain have a origin?"

Gu Hengsheng gently put the broom in his hand on the ground, and raised his head to raise the sword mountain towering into the clouds.

Gu Xuan Sword Immortal didn't hesitate, and immediately replied: "Sword Mountain was transformed by the ancestor of my Ten Thousand Swords Sect with sword intent ten thousand years ago, and now it has given birth to spiritual wisdom and has become the Guardian Divine Mountain of Ten Thousand Swords Sect. ”

"Like a child."

Gu Hengsheng slowly walked towards a boulder at the foot of Sword Mountain and muttered to himself.

Everyone was puzzled when they heard this, and they didn't know what Gu Hengsheng meant by this.

What is like a child? What does this person mean by that?

All the elders shook their heads secretly, their eyes confused. Based on the power of the Gu Xuan Sword Immortal, no one dared to make a mistake, staring at Gu Hengsheng silently.

Gu Hengsheng walked to the edge of a stone, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "When I cleaned up the fallen leaves over the years, you didn't make a lot of trouble, was it fun?" ”

Who is he talking to?

Gu Xuan Sword Immortal looked at Gu Hengsheng's actions and was very puzzled. Then, he glanced at it with divine thoughts, and his face turned pale.

At this moment, the Sect Master of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect and the other three sword-wielding elders all came out of the shadows and stood side by side with the Gu Xuan Sword Immortal.

"Sect ......" Everyone wanted to salute, but they were suppressed by the sect master at the first time, and the sect master signaled everyone not to make a sound.

Obviously, the Sect Master and the Four Sword Elders all saw a different picture.

A boy who seemed to be about three years old was bouncing on top of the boulder, his chubby body was blocked by a spirit leaf, but his back and buttocks were still exposed, which was cute.

The boy pouted, grimacing at Gu Hengsheng all the time, and also used his ass to sweep Gu Hengsheng at the pile of fallen leaves.

Poof—

The boy held back his strength and let out a fart.

The breeze suddenly blew away the fallen leaves that had piled up together, causing them to fly all over the sky.

"I'll clean it up again later, you're naughty."

Gu Hengsheng was not angry, but he just felt that the boy was a little naughty.

"Slightly ......" the boy stuck out his tongue and let out a bell-like laugh.

"Okay, I won't play with you today, I still have a lot of work to do."

Because the boy blew away the fallen leaves piled up on the ground, Gu Hengsheng had to clean it again. Therefore, Gu Hengsheng did not have time to play with boys.

Hearing this, the boy pouted, very unhappy: "Every time you do this, don't you want to play with me for a while?" ”

"I didn't do any work, I didn't have time to play with you."

Gu Hengsheng and the boy have known each other for a long time.

As early as the first day of Gu Hengsheng's entry, Gu Hengsheng could see the boy and was able to communicate and play with him.

Over time, the boy and Gu Hengsheng became friends. Whenever Gu Hengsheng cleaned up the fallen leaves, the boy would secretly make trouble, just hoping that Gu Hengsheng could stay in Sword Mountain for a while.

For so many years, the boy only had one friend, Gu Hengsheng, and he was very boring. Now that I finally met Gu Hengsheng, I naturally wanted Gu Hengsheng to accompany him more.

"I'll do the work for you, and you play with me."

The boy crossed his pink little hands on his waist, and the spirit leaves on his chest swayed.

Gu Hengsheng smiled without saying a word, shook his head and refused. There are some things that you have to do yourself, and others can't help you.

The Sect Master and the Four Great Sword Elders and the others were stupid, and their eyes were full of shock.

"Spirit of Sword Mountain."

How many years have passed, and the sect master has finally seen the spiritual wisdom of Sword Mountain again.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect respected the Spirit of Sword Mountain and regarded it as the ancestor of the Guardian Sect. The Spirit of Sword Mountain hates the feeling of being offered, so it doesn't appear in front of people.

After a long time, everyone in the sect thought that the spirit of Sword Mountain had fallen into a deep sleep.

"I've seen the Spirit Ancestor."

The reason why the sect master and the others were able to see the spirit of Sword Mountain today was because of Gu Hengsheng.

"It's not fun, huh!"

Sword Mountain has been flexible for tens of thousands of years, and it is still a child's mind.

The boy snorted coldly, and plunged into the depths of the sword mountain, and his figure was gone.

Gu Hengsheng picked up the broom on the ground and began to sweep the fallen leaves scattered on the ground again.

"I don't know where my predecessors came from? Why did you come to my Ten Thousand Swords Sect? ”

The sect master took a deep breath, took half a step forward, and asked with a fist at Gu Hengsheng.

Being able to see the spirit of the Sword Mountain can help the Gu Xuan Sword Immortal's sword realm break through. To say that Gu Hengsheng was just a miscellaneous disciple of mortal waste, he didn't believe it when he killed the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Master.

For a moment, there was an uproar.

All the disciples and elders were stunned.

The four sword-wielding elders finally understood the seriousness of the matter, and they would not treat Gu Hengsheng as a miscellaneous disciple.

Gu Hengsheng was silent, only the dust of fallen leaves in his eyes, and the sound of the rustling of the breeze in his ears.

Since Gu Hengsheng didn't speak, it was not easy for the sect master and the sword-wielding elder to continue to ask.

As a result, there was an extremely strange scene in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

The high-ranking members of the sect stood side by side, watching intently as a miscellaneous disciple in sackcloth and straw sandals swept the floor.

"Who is this person? What is he doing in my Ten Thousand Swords Sect? Is it a plan, or is it a coincidence? ”

If the person who was the most surprised, it was the Tianxing Sword Immortal who appeared at the assessment site five years ago.

As one of the sword-wielding elders, Tianxing Sword Immortal's cultivation is naturally extraordinary. At the assessment ceremony five years ago, he repeatedly confirmed that Gu Hengsheng was a mortal body, if he hadn't taken care of the face of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he would definitely have driven Gu Hengsheng out at that time.

Now, where did the Tianxing Sword Immortal dare to underestimate Gu Hengsheng, and the cold sweat on his forehead broke out, for fear that he would provoke a terrible person.

"Every time he swings his broom, he will trigger the momentum of heaven and earth, which contains the supreme Taoist intent."

Savoring and observing, the top leaders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were all attracted by the broom in Gu Hengsheng's hand.

"No wonder Senior Brother Gu Xuan was able to make a breakthrough, I see."

There was a sword-wielding elder whose eyes widened, eager to comprehend all the wisps of looming supreme Dao intent.

"There are no eyes, fortunately, fortunately!"

Tianxing Sword Immortal was shocked and frightened, fortunately he didn't drive Gu Hengsheng away five years ago, otherwise he and the others would miss a huge opportunity, and they would also offend the unknown existence in front of them.

Time was dazzling, and hours slipped silently through the cracks of his fingers.

Gu Hengsheng finally cleaned up the fallen leaves at the foot of Sword Mountain and prepared to go home.

Holding a bag containing spirit leaves in one hand and a broom in the other, Gu Hengsheng walked towards the miscellaneous room step by step.

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