Gu Tingcheng naturally knew that he couldn't come in a hurry, but the helplessness of the world was nothing more than a rush to eat hot tofu, but you knew that you couldn't eat this mouthful of hot tofu in a hurry, and your mouth was hot!

Gu Tingcheng smashed his mouth and drank the medicinal wine brought by Fu Donglai, Jiangnan was soft and glutinous, and it was really good. He is not afraid that Fu Dong will not be able to cure himself, an executioner who is good at killing people beyond the level must be a good doctor for a long time, in his own words, more than 300 battles of all sizes, scars and scars, and the means of saving his life are almost comparable to the medicine doctor in the Medicine King Valley.

Fu Dong looked at Gu Qingcheng's thoughtful look, hesitated, reached out and patted the young man's thin hand, sighed, but didn't say anything, turned around and walked out, it's not a bad thing for the young man to be a little frustrated, in today's world, if you want to live, you can't get around those few people who have climbed the ladder, not to mention the young man in front of him~

Gu Tingcheng had long known that he could come out of the house, it was the rights and wrongs of Seventh Brother and Lao Gu who wanted him to come out and stay away from the capital, thinking of this, King Ning's handsome face involuntarily appeared, Gu Tingcheng couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was right and wrong, why hide?

What's more, he has long felt that the world seems to be too chaotic?

He is still digesting the news he has gotten these days, the rivers and lakes are not happy and hateful, let alone full of blood, it is ruthless and cold-blooded and hierarchical. The person or god sitting at the top looks down on all beings, like a man looking down on ants. Gu Tingcheng couldn't help but feel a little bitter when he thought of this, he was also an ant.

Fu Donglai walked in again, holding a bowl of thick soup in his hand, he had been in the Gu Mansion for a long time, and he knew that this child who grew up like to drink soup.

Gu Tingcheng took it, now that it is autumn, it is a good time to drink lotus root soup, the fragrance is fragrant, the entrance of the lotus root is crisp, I think it is produced in Anyang, the south.

"Regarding the resumption of the Shanhai Campaign, what is the attitude in the imperial court?"

Fu Donglai smiled when he heard this: "Your Majesty is not weaker than others in his life, he will fight when the battle comes, and your general is the favorite battlefield~"

"There is no need to mention the opinions of Your Majesty and my old man, what does Wenyuan Pavilion say?" Whether this battle can really be fought, or whether Dongyue can really save the country and save the sky, depends on the old man of Wenyuan Pavilion, after all, that is the national god of wealth.

Fu Donglai suddenly changed his tone, and said softly: "Fang Xiang is about to die, the word from the Taiyi Pavilion is coming out, there are two years at most, and Zhang Ge Lao has been in and out of the Prime Minister's Mansion very frequently recently."

Gu Qingcheng suddenly felt a little sad, his father's generation is slowly aging after all.

Is Zhang Ge old?

This unique scholar is going to show his ambitions after all.

Gu Qingcheng said with a smile: "Zhang Bugu's Wenyuan Pavilion, Dongyue Rulin is afraid that he wants to be a little closer to my Gu family" Although he was a little sad, he was born in the military minister and in the military department, and he has long been inferior to others in terms of life and death, sometimes he feels that this is his own sorrow, just like his Gu family's nine sons, now there are only seven old and nine left, what is it, if he is in Shanhaiguan, he also said that he will die.

Well, nothing.

Fu Donglai didn't bother him when he saw him pondering, fiddling with the weapons he had collected over the years on the table.

Gu Tingcheng leaned over to take a look, and saw that there were many weapons on the table, and there were all kinds of weapons. One of the pairs of flying rings is full of red light, small and exquisite, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The dragon and phoenix double flying ring is one of the eighteen immortals, the personal weapon of the narcissus Shui Xiuqiong, twenty years ago, Dongyue and Beiluo had the famous battle of the Styx, Shui Xiuqiong and the white jade building that was in full swing at that time, the two countries competed in front of the battle, the white jade building fell straight down three thousand zhang, Shui Xiuqiong bowed his head and admitted defeat, with the dragon and phoenix double flying ring as a gift of peace, please withdraw from the battle of the Styx."

Gu Qingcheng looked at this pair of ring-shaped weapons with sharp edges in a daze, the Battle of the Stygian Sea!

Fu Donglai heard him talk about the immortal with brocade sleeves and jade mouth, and couldn't help but admire from the bottom of his heart: "How many beacons of smoke in ancient and modern times have left the disaster, and they can't blow away such a great romance in the world."

Gu Qingcheng yearns for it

Dongyue Shangjing

The house in Yong'an Lane is peaceful, the red door copper ring in front of the door is matte in the sun, the door is open, and the people involuntarily slow down and walk gently, for fear of disturbing the peace of the house.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, the housekeeper of the house led a slender scholar wearing the old costume into the house.

The old man squinted and watched, coughed a few times from time to time, heard the movement of someone coming in, and pointed to the crown of his hair weakly, a boy in Tsing Yi lightly helped the old man straighten his clothes, and closed the "Yue Benzhi" that had been worn out

The scholar patiently waited for the old man to complete this series of actions, and then slowly stepped forward to salute, and the old man accepted it calmly, waving his hand slightly and retreating left and right.

"Nogu, you're here"

"Students Listen to the Story"

"Supporting the old and basking in the sun"

Today, Zhang Juzheng, the second assistant of Dongyue, stepped forward to help the capital Fang Xuanling, feeling that his subordinates were burdened with a thousand catties, this old man was the last era of Dongyue.

Walking to Langfang, in the most radiant place, the old man sat against the pillar, and Zhang Juzheng stood behind him with his head held high. A gust of wind came around, circling around the old man, the old man stretched out a thin skinny hand, felt it and said with a smile: "The old decay is sixteen, the world has to turn the book and recognize the Lord, flow, the shape of the weapon gentleman attack, the wind god is abundant, the wind candle is in the last years, the wind is in vain, there is no god"

Zhang Juzheng saw that the teacher was talking happily, and mentioned: "The nine boys of the Gu Shenlong family? ”

The old man said lightly: "It's not there yet."

Zhang Juzheng was silent for a long time

The old man smiled again: "The old man has been an official for more than 30 years, inheriting knowledge from the princes of the ovary, going to the Yue country to worship the prime minister, wanting to report the study journal and be a family for the four seas."

Zhang Juzheng was silent, the old man squinted his eyes, and said in a brisk tone: "I heard that the temple of the 100,000 Great Mountain was sealed by Lu Guanchao?"

Zhang Juzheng said: "Yes, they all went to Shanhaiguan"

"It's quite a big movement," the old man's voice was already very weak

Zhang Juzheng's pupils tightened, but he didn't say anything. A gentle wind blew and dispersed.

In a silent valley, two crane-haired old men looked at each other, sighed in unison, and scattered a wisp of winding book-flipping wind.

The old man in red stood up and saluted in the direction of Kyoto.

The old man in the green shirt sitting opposite him shook his head and said, "One less scholar," he also stood up and slowly moved.

The old man in red had some nostalgia on his face, and then took over and said, "It's not a good thing."

The two old men waved their long sleeves at the same time and sat down, continuing the exquisite chess game that had been played for more than 50 years;

Hailou City

Gu Tingcheng was also moving in the direction of Kyoto, and Fang Xiang passed away, leaving behind four wisps of book flipping style, and he got the second. This old man, who has been leading the Dongyue phase for more than 30 years, may be one of the most transparent readers in the world, and in his own words, he reads a lot and knows a lot of demons. is a very kind old man, Gu Tingcheng felt a little sad.

After a few days of Fu Donglai's conditioning, Gu Qingcheng's injury was healed by ninety percent, and he could already start running, while Fu Donglai was still there, he wanted to make up for the previous deficiency as soon as possible. Although the experience of the stone temple did not cast any shadow on his confidence, it made him deeply aware of the difference between himself and the truly strong people.

During this period, Fu Donglai also tried his hand with him, and knew that he had now opened the door to enter the mystery, and several top-notch people of the younger generation were almost in this rank, but they were not left behind.

Fu Donglai took Gu Chengcheng through the gate of Hailou City to find a secluded small valley, near Xiangshui.

"Everything in the world is accompanied by aura, people are the head of all spirits, the body contains the most aura, all things are not formally cultivated in fact there is no consciousness, but they will unconsciously lean towards people with similar aura according to their aura attributes, this is the origin of all things to recognize the master. The human body has 12 meridians and 8 strange meridians, a total of 720 acupoints, we will be in nature to recognize the spirit of the essence of filling our meridians and acupoints, to achieve the effect of washing the marrow and easy tendons, this is the path of cultivation and longevity. The aura essence stored in the acupuncture points can be released through the practice of certain techniques, forming a variety of attack techniques. ”

This is a very basic theory, but Gu Tingcheng is the first time to hear it, he has been in the Bihai Chaosheng Pavilion for more than ten years, and has collected books all over the world, but he has never seen books involving martial arts theory, and he has seen a lot of cultivation exercises, but the basic cultivation chapters have been torn up without exception, and the last time he hurriedly said a sentence with the old man in Bainayi, he only involved the realm, and he was still ignorant about the foundation.

His heart moved at will, listening to Fu Donglai's slow narration, Gu Tingcheng's mind was divided into two, all the way to the spring and summer wind, carrying his heart particles and running to the twelve meridians in the hand Yangming large intestine meridian and the hand Taiyin lung meridian in the eighteen important points, such as the spring pool into the water, filled with the water of the wind god, Gu Tingcheng's yang god particles watched the vitality of these two meridians with their own eyes; On the other hand, a bend of the moon phase goes straight to the Sanyang meridian.

Fu Donglai felt the breath of wind and moon beside Gu Qingcheng, and couldn't help but look up at the changes in the sky that were imprisoned by him, well, the movement was quite big.

Gu Tingcheng got his guidance, the progress is obvious, there are 720 trick points, and the realm is thirty-three, this number doesn't seem to be right, I don't know if the predecessors didn't pay attention to it or didn't think about this problem, Gu Tingcheng felt a little puzzled, but soon put it aside, these few days, he is just worthy of filling 52 single acupoints, 720 places, cultivating immortals, the road is quite far!

After a month, after taking care of the progress of refining the Fengyue Spirit in Allure City, Fu Donglai took him back to a small house in Hailou City, saying that he was taking him to the private arsenal to pick out the right weapons.

Gu Tingcheng looked at this small private house and knew that something should have happened in Shanhaiguan, otherwise Fu Donglai would not have been in such a hurry to send him a weapon and let him explore it by himself, the next sentence of the Lord of All Things is to give the air manifold, whether a monk's attack is strong or not, it depends on the means of giving the air manifold, of course, an artifact like a fire-tipped spear is an exception.

The small house is not big, it is the kind of ordinary earthen embryo house, Gu Qingcheng turned his head and glanced at Fu Donglai, a person who successively founded the Dongyue Landscape Division and the Dark River, the abundance of Tibetan soldiers can be imagined, how could he put all the weapons in such an ordinary bungalow?

Big hidden in the city? That is the saying to the people under the mountain, a sharp weapon, naturally accompanied by aura, a sharp weapon that cultivators do not carry with them, undoubtedly a guiding light, Gu Qingcheng can not see the breath of the front soldier at all.

Fu Donglai tapped with both hands, and the five black-clothed people walked out of the bungalow, each holding a box in their hands, it was a person from the dark river, the five people walked to him, Gu Tingcheng followed Fu Donglai all the way over, the first box was a peach-colored sword, the black-clothed man holding the box did not deliberately suppress the breath of the sword, feeling the coldness on his face, Gu Tingcheng couldn't help but say: "Daughter red?" ”

Fu Donglai smiled: "Exactly"

Gu Qingcheng didn't choose this famous sword that ranked sixteenth in the weapon spectrum, it was too elegant. The second box is a black wooden knife. A little closer, a murderous aura swept in, Gu Qingcheng's heart moved, the spring breeze had moistened the murderous aura, and the black knife that was originally shaking violently because of the approaching of the living person also slowly quieted down.

Gu Qingcheng stretched out his hand and touched the murderous aura attached to the black knife, and said slowly: "Famous Knife Yelang"

Fu Donglai nodded: "Yelang killed too much, Dao Ji didn't record it in the weapon spectrum, just in terms of fame, Yelang is even more popular than his daughter"

Gu Qingcheng also nodded, he liked the blade of the knife very much, but he didn't choose Yelang, he couldn't say why, he always felt that using Yelang to give air manifolds was always something missing.

The third box is filled with a gun, a blood-red gun broken into three, there will be a gun called the overlord gun in every era, but the only thing that can really be worthy of the three words overlord gun is the gun in front of me.

Seeing this gun, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but think of the fire-tipped spear in Yuanbao's hand, in the legend, this overlord spear was interrupted by the fire-tipped spear, which was the duel between the overlord of the world and the commander of the heavenly realm.

Gu Tingcheng didn't choose the overlord gun, the mark on this gun is too obvious, this is destined to belong to that person for the rest of his life, no matter whose hand he is in now, he will eventually return to that person's hands.

The fourth box contained a fan, the fan that everyone who reads the book knows, the eighth-ranked feather fan on the weapon spectrum, and he previously belonged to Yasheng.

The fifth box contains a pair of swords, the name of the sword, and the glass.

Gu Qingcheng smiled after reading it: "Uncle Fu's abundance of hidden soldiers is really eye-opening"

Fu Donglai frowned, is this the same I didn't like? Looking at Gu Qingcheng's Tsing Yi, his eyes suddenly lit up, and with a twist of his wrist, he was already carrying a cyan box.

Gu Qingcheng looked at the box in front of him, and his eyes lit up, he read all the houses, and naturally recognized this box at a glance, Bai Lian, he didn't have a weapon spectrum, but it was recognized that he didn't lose the immortal sword of Yulou Changsheng, the top of the weapon spectrum, and the reason why he couldn't get on the weapon spectrum was that the Daoji monk was not a weapon.

Gu Tingcheng knew when he saw this box that this was what he was looking for, took the box from Fu Donglai's hand, and said thank you with a smile.

Fu Donglai smiled bitterly: "No thanks, I got a hundred refinements for twelve years by chance, and I can't open it until now, so I can send it to you."

Gu Tingcheng thanked him again, and Fu Donglai didn't have anything to explain, he really hadn't opened this box known as an arsenal after studying for 12 years, it was all fate. Presented weapons, the two chatted about the battle at Shanhaiguan, and Fu Donglai said goodbye to Gu Chengcheng and went to Shanhaiguan by water from Xiangshui.

Gu Qingcheng looked at the star pattern on the bronze box, and skipped Fu Donglai's words in his mind, the Qi Manifold was actually attached to the blade through his own aura, increasing the attack range of the blade, and retaining its essence and spirit, that is, the sharp golden qi of the blade to attack. Yuehua condensed into the water, as the lines of the box flowed, the sound of staggered gears sounded, Gu Tingcheng slowly emerged in his mind The whole picture of the overall star map slowly emerged, and slowly condensed into a divine word under the needle line of the wind, there are many textures of the star map, it should be several words, in Gu Tingcheng tried to continue to wear the lead, a feeling of dizziness suddenly appeared in his mind, so he gave up, looking at the bronze box without moving, and couldn't help laughing at himself for being too anxious.

Putting away the Fengyue essence that was released, he thought about the few blades that Fu Donglai showed him, and couldn't help sighing, it must have been the old emperor's arrangement.

Gu Qingcheng is extremely talented and thoughtful, and Gu Xingyue is also impressed, and the chess pieces are pushed back by thirty. But Gu Tingcheng has been playing chessboard with the old emperor for more than ten years, and he has never won, not that he deliberately conceded it, but he really can't win!

The Imperial City of Dongyue

The old emperor suddenly raised his head from the case and said in a deep voice: "He also went to Shanhaiguan"

Hai Dagong knew who he was talking about, and said softly: "According to the calculation of the day, it is on the way"

The old emperor smiled and said, "I don't know what the little monkey can practice in the end, how is it better than Siqi"

Grand Duke Hai knew that he was not asking him, and he also guessed that the old emperor must have given Gu Tingcheng the magic machine as the shape of the manifold, but, hey~