The night of breaking the Taoist temple was not so peaceful, but it was not so chaotic, after the sloppy Taoist priest sent the woman in yellow away, he turned around and returned to the Taoist temple, and the white porridge had already settled down.

Gu Meng couldn't sleep, after thinking about it, he left from the wall and came to the courtyard, the sloppy Taoist priest was yawning in the courtyard, listening to the footsteps, and turned his head to look at Gu Ming, at this time, by the moonlight, he saw Gu Ming's appearance clearly, and the first thought that came to his mind was nothing else, but really fucking good-looking.

The sloppy Taoist priest muttered a few words, probably saying that this kid was born with a good face, which is really good.

Gu Meng looked at him and took the initiative to ask, "The girl that the Dao Chief saw before was a good match?"

There was some ridicule in the words, but it was not strong, probably just to open up the topic.

The sloppy Taoist priest grinned, and said with some impatience: "You are good-looking, your eyes are fine, right?

Gu Meng laughed, and when he smiled, he looked even better.

"That chief must be cheating money again. Gu Meng said firmly.

The sloppy Taoist priest glanced at Gu Ming, and somehow, he didn't have the slightest disgust for this young man with a good face.

Maybe it's been a long time, no one talks to him like this, the sloppy Taoist priest simply said: "That girl is the concubine of a certain family in the town, but she hooked up with the old lady's son, that guy coveted the family property, and asked the girl to poison the old lady's medicine, of course, the old man won't live long without poisoning, but the girl was properly deceived, and the poor thing is that she still thinks that the little guy will like her." ”

The sloppy Taoist priest sighed: "Poor Dao has been here for many years, fortune tellers come and go, and the last thing she wants to count is this, so what, if she is right, most people are only willing to listen to the answers she is willing to hear." ”

Gu Meng thought about it, he naturally knew such a thing, such people almost abounded, so he didn't ask about it, but asked, "Does the Dao Chief want to rescue that girl?"

The sloppy Taoist priest frowned and said, "Don't you know that the poor Dao is a god stick?"

"But since the Taoist can be so worried that he can't sleep, doesn't he have any other thoughts?" Gu Meng smiled, looking at the sloppy Taoist priest in the courtyard before and couldn't sleep, he knew that he should be thinking about this matter.

The sloppy Taoist priest laughed at himself: "You look down on the poor road, there are many things, the poor road can't manage it, even if you want to manage it...... I don't have that ability either. ”

Having a heart and being powerless and being powerless looks different, but from the result, aren't they all the same?

Gu Meng was silent, there are many unfair things in the world, there are many things that cannot be managed, there are many things that can be managed but are not necessary, and there are very few things that can be managed and want to be managed.

The sloppy Taoist priest seemed to see Gu Ming's thoughts clearly, and snorted, "Look at you like this, you are sick, you can't take care of it, and then you can't say that you have to leave the root of the disease, take care of your injuries, and leave as soon as you are well, worry about so many things, beware of not having enough brains." ”

Gu Ming's face was terrifyingly pale, no matter who it was, it was estimated that he could see that he was injured, so he didn't say a word, just looked at the sloppy Taoist priest quietly, and finally bowed and turned back to the side hall.

The sloppy Taoist priest rubbed the corners of his eyes, ignored Gu Ming, just stood in the courtyard for a while, and then returned to the back of the table, and it didn't take long for a snoring sound.

When Gu Meng returned to the side hall, the sky was a little pale, and Bai Congee opened his eyes and looked at him, with some inquiries in his eyes.

Gu Meng didn't hide it, and told all the things he had told the sloppy Taoist priest before to Bai Congee, a disciple of Chongwenlou.

"I want to know, you readers, will you help when you encounter this kind of thing?" Gu Meng knew very little about the understanding of readers, and he had the opportunity to ask at this time.

Bai Congee raised his eyebrows and said: "This kind of thing, that girl is obsessed with herself, who can help her?"

There is also a saying in the Buddhist scriptures, which is widely circulated, saying that the Buddha has a fate, in other words, those who have no fate will not cross?

In the hearts of scholars, can it help ordinary people?

You must know that there is a chasm between cultivators and ordinary people in this world, although under the rule of the two dynasties, ordinary people will not be killed at will by these cultivators, but it is also true that cultivators look down on ordinary people.

Bai Congee said calmly: "If you meet, you should help each other, but you can't help in this matter." ”

This kind of thing, let alone her, even if Sangong comes, she will probably be helpless.

Gu Meng stopped talking, leaned against the wall, took a deep breath, and suddenly fell asleep.

Bai Congee glanced at Gu Meng in surprise, she didn't know much about this Nanling kendo genius in the past, she originally thought that she had already known a lot about walking with him for a while this time, but now she suddenly understood that she still didn't know a lot.

After glancing at Gu Meng a few times, he didn't say anything more, Bai Congee closed his eyes again, and after an hour, the sky lit up, and Bai Congee got up and left the Broken Dao Temple.

The sloppy Taoist priest woke up from his slumber, glanced at the white porridge, and then at Gu Meng in the side hall, a ray of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

He continued to sleep, snoring again.

I don't know how long it took, but the white porridge came back with the medicine, and in the other hand, there was a small pot that was not big.

Returning to the Broken Taoist Temple, after a short time, white smoke arose, and the fragrance of medicine spread out.

The white porridge closed his eyes and recuperated, and in the medicine pot in front of him, there was some gurgling sound, and the fire seemed to be born out of thin air, not big or small, and no medicinal soup spilled out.

I don't know how long it took, Gu Meng woke up, and Bai Congee also opened his eyes.

The two glanced at each other, didn't say a word of extra nonsense, and Bai Congee said flatly: "Drink medicine." ”

Then a medicine bowl was handed to Gu Ming, Gu Meng took the medicine bowl, looked at the brown medicine soup, looked at the expression of the white porridge, he was not worried about whether this could really treat his injury, but he was a little bitter in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Bai Congee looked at him.

Gu Meng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for a while, he still couldn't say it.

The two looked at each other like this, and after about a quarter of an hour, Bai Congee suddenly said a little strangely: "Afraid of bitterness?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Gu Ming's face, but he still nodded.

Since he was a child, the things he has experienced have not been easy, and he has developed an extremely resolute character, but some things have never changed, just like the fact that he is afraid of hardship, that's it, even if he has started practicing now and has become a cultivator, this is still the case.

Bai Congee shook his head and said, "I didn't buy sugar." ”

Gu Meng looked at the medicine bowl and said softly, "I'll drink it slowly." ”

I don't have any confidence in it.

Bai Congee wanted to laugh, but still held back.

So in the next half an hour, she watched Gu Meng drink the bowl of medicine into her stomach little by little, of course, during this period, Gu Ming's face was quite ugly, and she didn't have the gas of a young genius at all.

He's like a kid, a little stubborn.

After drinking the medicinal soup and wiping his mouth, Gu Ming's forehead gave birth to some fine beads of sweat.

Bai Congee opened his mouth and asked, "If the last battle between you and Liang Zhao hadn't been forced to stop, do you think you would still be able to hold him down?"

There are many people who care about the dispute between Liang Zhao and Gu Ming's young kendo genius, after all, Liang Zhao is a Gengxin sword master, and in front of Gu Ming, he has not been able to get benefits several times.

In the emperor's mausoleum before, many Gu Luo told Bai Congee, so he asked.

Gu Meng thought about it carefully, and then said: "He walks very fast, not a day is wasted, it was difficult for me to deal with it last time, and I am not sure if I meet it next time." ”

Bai Congee said, "This is the Gengxin Sword Master?"

Gu Meng smiled and said nothing.

This secret, except for him, only Emperor Daqi knows it alone, and now that Emperor Daqi has left the world, there is no other person in the world who knows this secret.

"He was born in the Sword Court, and he has a lot more than you have, plus he is the Gengxin Sword Master, you were able to not fall behind before, it is enough to see what you have paid. ”

Bai Congee raised his eyebrows, some sighed, and some regrets for Gu Ming, after Gu Meng is injured now, he will be slower, maybe he will be surpassed by Liang Zhao in the future, and then he will be far behind, the first sword cultivator in history who may overwhelm Gengxin Sword Master in the same generation, maybe at this time, there will be no chance.

Since this is the case, it is natural to regret it.

Gu Meng shook his head and said, "It's not that easy, I won't give up easily." ”

Not to mention that he is the real Gengxin Sword Master, even if he is not, he will not be decadent.

After experiencing the things in the Emperor's Mausoleum, Gu Meng thought more about his future, if his previous cultivation was just to simply kill Emperor Daqi and bring Nanchu back to this world, then after experiencing this, his thoughts have changed a little.

He doesn't have so many obsessions about returning to the country, but he is a little more interested in the practice itself.

He vaguely felt that this world was not the end, maybe it was just a beginning, and there were many, many secrets in this world, just like those dreams he had before.

It seems that some unknown things are happening, but those who have to be qualified to touch them are not cultivators of their level, and even the cultivators of the Golden Gate Realm may not necessarily know about it.

Probably more distant, more distant.

There is a sea of stars in front of you, so naturally you have to go and see it.

Most cultivators only thought about immortality, but Gu Meng now wanted to see the scenery that only the Supreme could see.

Those things must be very interesting.

Thinking of this, Gu Meng suddenly asked, "What is the thing you said before?"

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I didn't know how to fall asleep yesterday, so it's really a pigeon, and today there are three more, and what I owe yesterday will make up for this month.

There are two more chapters.