At three or four o'clock in the morning, a person suddenly appeared in the room where Gu Qingluo lived.

If you look closely, it is Gu Qingluo.

She didn't sleep in bed at night, but practiced in the Divine Seal Realm.

After a day of live broadcast yesterday, Gu Qingluo's fans rose by more than 100,000, and there were fewer black fans, and many passers-by turned fans.

Especially when the confession letter was delivered in the evening, Gu Qingluo's fans rose the fastest.

The number of fans has increased so much, and the wish power she has gotten has also increased a lot, and at night, Gu Qingluo has been refining these wish powers.

There is too much wishing power, and it can't be refined in one night.

Although it was only a small part of it, it was enough to condense Gu Qingluo's soul.

She had been sleeping before, and she was easily awakened, and because of the destruction of the evil god, she lost a lot of divine power, which made her whole person even weaker.

And now she is much better, her spirit is much more condensed than when she woke up, and some small spells are no longer so laborious.

The sun came out very early in the summer, and Gu Qingluo arrived in the yard before the sun came out.

She found a good place and sat down cross-legged, intending to refine the innate qi contained in that wisp of purple qi from the east.

She had barely sat down when a man sat cross-legged beside her.

Gu Qingluo didn't need to look at it to know who it was.

Du Xiuyu is right.

After Du Xiuyu sat down, he didn't enter the state of cultivation for a long time.

He always had one thing on his mind.

Du Xiuyu wanted to know what Gu Qingluo's origin was, could she also be a member of the Xuanmen, and how did she know her own sect's boxing techniques?

Qichen boxing was left by the ancestor of the Qingyang faction, and the children of the sect had to practice this set of boxing techniques when they were young, so as to boil their bodies.

It is said that this set of boxing is particularly powerful when the ancestor made it, but it has been passed on for more than a thousand years, after several wars, and now part of the boxing method has been lost.

Du Xiuyu has been making this set of punches since he can walk, and he can feel it best how the boxing technique is.

He practiced according to Gu Qingluo's instructions, and the effect was better, smoother, and more powerful than his own.

Du Xiuyu also thought about it when he couldn't sleep at night, or Gu Qingluo knew what the real Qichen Fist looked like.

It's just how did she know?

After sitting for a while, Du Xiuyu couldn't sit still.

He couldn't help but ask Gu Qingluo: "Qingluo, how do you know our sect's boxing skills?" ”

At this time, the sun jumped out of the ground, and the eastern sky was dyed orange red, and Gu Qingluo absorbed that little bit of innate qi.

She let the innate qi run in her body, opened her eyes and looked at Du Xiuyu: "How many generations of disciples are you of the Qingyang Sect?" ”

"Fifteenth generation disciple." Du Xiuyu hurriedly replied.

Gu Qingluo stood up and threw a set of punches in front of Du Xiuyu.

Du Xiuyu didn't dare to blink his eyes and stared at her until she finished punching.

Du Xiuyu's whole person jumped up excitedly.

He was so excited, he was in a hurry, and held Gu Qingluo's hand: "Where did you get this set of boxing techniques?" ”

Gu Qingluo's flexible wrist broke free from Du Xiuyu's hand: "Is there any record of the ancestor in your sect?" ”

"Yes, yes." Du Xiuyu nodded vigorously.

Gu Qingluo smiled: "Then you should know that your ancestor had a good friend back then, and the two of them traveled all over the three mountains and five mountains together, studying the metaphysics of the mind together, and the basic mind method of the Qingyang School was founded by the two of them together......"

Du Xiuyu calmed down now.

He tried to recall that the sect did record that the ancestor had a confidant, who had the same heart and mind as the grandfather, had traveled the world hand in hand, and had also helped the ancestor to establish the sect.

"You're right, it's true."

Gu Qingluo made a few more punches and stretched her muscles: "I am the tenth generation of that person." ”

"Huh?"

Du Xiuyu was stunned for a moment.

He is the fifteenth generation of the Qingyang faction, and Gu Qingluo is the tenth generation.

The ancestors of the two of them are close friends, and they founded a sect together, according to the rules, Gu Qingluo's ancestor is also equal to his grandfather, and they are similar to a sect.

In this way, he has to call Gu Qingluo a master.

It's just that......

The two of them are the same age, and they are in such an environment, how can he call it?

"Go back and talk to your master, see what classics are missing in your sect, and I have what I have here for you to make up."

Qingluo's words made Du Xiuyu shout willingly: "Master." ”

"Good grandson." Gu Qingluo smiled and patted Du Xiuyu's shoulder: "You can get by at a young age, and you don't embarrass your grandfather." ”

Du Xiuyu's whole face turned red.

He's embarrassed.

"Master, if my master knew that you were here, he might be so happy." Taking a deep breath, Du Xiuyu told himself to be calm, and he smiled and complimented Gu Qingluo a few words: "In the future, you have to give you a good guide to the juniors." ”

"Well said, well said." Gu Qingluo suddenly made a move, and hit Du Xiuyu's face door with one move.

Du Xiuyu reacted quickly and quickly dodged.

The two of you went back and forth and fought in the courtyard.

Of course Gu Qingluo wouldn't come really.

She just fed Du Xiuyu tricks, so that she could try Du Xiuyu's depth.

Her posture is stretched, her movements are calm, and there is an indescribable beauty in her eyes.

And Du Xiuyu was a little embarrassed.

He almost didn't dodge several times, and almost let Gu Qingluo be knocked down.

The more he fought, the more frightened Du Xiuyu became.

Gu Qingluo is not much different in age from him, even if he starts practicing in his mother's womb, how many years can he practice? Why is she so powerful?

With such a move, such a profound power, even Du Xiuyu's master is here, I'm afraid he can't resist it.

After fighting for a while, Gu Qingluo accepted the move.

Du Xiuyu breathed a sigh of relief.

He was sweating profusely, came over and hugged his fists and said, "Thank you for the mercy of the ancestors." ”

And Gu Qingluo's face was not red after such a punch, and she still looked so cold and dusty: "I just saw that there is something wrong with your cultivation path, we are practicing the serious Xuanmen exercises, but how can we have some bloody qi?" Well, I'll help you see what's going on. ”

After speaking, Gu Qingluo walked into the house.

Du Xiuyu hurriedly followed.

At this time, it was still early, and everyone was still in a sweet sleep, so Gu Qingluo also went back to sleep.

By the time she woke up again, it was already dawn.

After getting up and freshening up and going downstairs, Gu Qingluo smelled the fragrance of food.

In the restaurant, Chu Tong, He Jiayun and Du Xiuyu were all there, and Song Wei was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron.

Seeing Gu Qingluo going downstairs, he asked with a smile, "I cooked porridge, do you want to have some?" ”

"Okay." Gu Qingluo agreed.

She just walked into the restaurant and Du Xiuyu stood up.

Du Xiuyu pulled a chair away: "You sit here." ”

Chu Tong was stunned.

He Jiayun looked Du Xiuyu up and down, and sneered after a moment.

Gu Qingluo nodded with satisfaction and sat down in a big way.

After sitting down, Gu Qingluo thought of something, and suddenly the expression on her face was a little stiff.

She thought that there are rules in the Xuanmen, whether it is in the fairy world or in the world, and the juniors always have to give a handy meeting gift when they see the juniors who are close to them.

Du Xiuyu is an old man, and she can be regarded as her close descendant.

And this junior still understands etiquette and respects her ancestor.

If you are an ancestor, you can't let the younger generations look down on you, so you have to give a more expensive meeting gift.

But she, the ancestor of the master, is now with a clean breeze on her sleeves, empty hands, and all the money on her body is not enough to eat a few meals, so what can she use as a gift?