There is a very special group of beings in this world, who originally did not belong to this side of the world.

Because of an accident hundreds of years ago, he was involved in this completely strange world from another world.

To put it simply, it is a group of foreigners, and their cultivation methods are completely different from all the cultivation methods today, and even their own physique meridians are very different.

This also led to the fact that when they first entered this world, they attracted the prying eyes of many top monks in this world, wanting to capture them and peek into the mysteries, so that they could attack the jade with the stones of other mountains, hoping to complete the long-lost 'Tenth Realm'.

However, since this group of outsiders were not weak, and the way of fighting was also very strange, under the struggle to resist, many of the top monks in the world suffered great losses, and even lost several places.

Under the subsequent perennial battles, this group of outsiders did not belong to this world, and they could not use some rules of this world, and their strength was greatly reduced. In the end, it was almost a lose-lose situation, so they had to choose a compromise for the sake of long-term consideration, and contributed their cultivation exercises in order to have a place in this world.

This group of people is the mysterious "Mountain Immortal Family" later, and their true identity is the spirit people from other worlds outside the sky.

And the young Zhangqi in front of him, whose name is Xiao Yuan, is one of the descendants of the group of "Mountain Immortal Families". It's just that for some reason, he betrayed the immortal gate and hid in the 'world'.

But such a secret thing was learned by this young man, Xiao Yuan thought about it for a while, and immediately thought that he was a person from the Xianmen who used the secret method to find his traces, and came to the door to arrest and ask for the crime.

But immediately he denied this idea, if it was the secret method of the people of the Immortal Gate, he would never make such a trivial layout in order to be able to find himself. It is even more unlikely that a person who has no cultivation will be sent to ask for sin.

He had already confirmed it several times with his "divine sense", and the person in front of him had neither practiced the exercises of this world, nor had any trace of their 'spirituality'.

His mind turned, his voice became colder and colder, and he said with murderous aura: "The purpose of the separate conversation you want has been achieved, let's say, who are you, what do you want to do, and why do you know my true identity." Be clear, now I'm going to kill you just a thought, and you only have one chance to speak. ”

Gu Shuleng withdrew his fingers from the circle painting on the table, sat up straight, and said: "I am not a member of the Spirit Clan, as for where I know you, it is difficult to say clearly, you must know that this world is not as simple as you imagined." ”

After a pause, he seemed to see Xiao Yuan's murderous intentions, and then said, "The purpose of my coming here is just to make a deal with you.

"I can promise that after that thing is handed over to me, I will help you solve all the troubles in the future, including the troubles of the Xianmen. In the end, the two words of Xianmen, Gu Shuleng, and the words were very clear and solemn.

Of course, he didn't want to have an earth-shattering fight of ghosts and gods, and he would separate life and death to achieve the ultimate goal.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed.

When Xiao Yuan heard this, he showed a sudden look, but he laughed, and his voice was like a beast, "I see, you have taken a fancy to that thing." But why are you qualified to say that, if you want to solve my troubles, then you have to show me what qualifications you have. ”

Before he finished speaking, he didn't even give him a chance to react, so he killed people directly.

In an instant, a white rainbow bloomed, pouring down a large void where Gu Shuleng was in front of him.

Just the next moment, Xiao Yuan found that the heavens and the earth sounded with gusts of wind and rain, and under the countless wind and rain explosions, the white rainbow was knocked out, and a large number of houses were then cut down by the white rainbow, revealing a small flying sword.

I saw that Gu Shuleng's whole person and the table were all in a posture as immobile as a mountain, and they were repelled several feet away. It's just that I don't know what means were used, but the person was still sitting at the table, and the tea was swaying slightly.

Looking at the ground in front of me, there were several long and eye-catching chasms.

Xiao Yuan stood up and took back the small flying sword that had been knocked out and had taken away Bai Hong, but he stared at the countless milky white air currents that came out of Gu Shuleng's body, and said in confusion: "It turned out to be the 'Confucian Qi of Luck' condensed Haoran Qi, but why can you hide the 'dignified and upright' of Confucian Haoran Qi, no one has noticed it for so many years." ”

Then he spit out a little solemnly: "There is also the pen power of the realm of 'pen falling into the storm', no wonder it can block my blow." ”

Gu Shu sneered, didn't speak, just looked at Xiao Yuan like this, the meaning was very clear, I am qualified.

Xiao Yuan laughed and said in a cold voice: "Although I don't know what method you used to hide it from everyone, I only believe in absolute strength, and you are not qualified enough." ”

After speaking, his mind moved, and the white rainbow was another sword, which instantly pointed directly at Gu Shu's cold eyebrows.

Gu Shuleng swiped his fingers lightly on the table again, and the wind and rain suddenly rose, and countless milky white haoran qi intertwined and flew the flying sword back.

However, the flying sword only swirled in the sky, and once again turned into a sharper sword and rushed straight down, the momentum was far from comparable to before.

Gu Shuleng's expression was solemn, and his fingers bent towards the tabletop.

In the wind and rain, there was thunder.

The roaring sound overshadowed the sound of heaven and earth in the circle.

The little sword flew back into Xiao Yuan's hand again, and he didn't glance at the little flying sword with some lightning and thunder, but intently sensed the changes in Gu Shuleng's luck around him, he suddenly understood and said:

"I see, when I heard that Gu Caotang's physician named Pingyang Dynasty entered the four realms with Confucianism, I felt very strange when I learned the news from the mouth of the fish gang leader. He is just an ordinary Confucian scholar who has been practicing for more than a year at most, how can he be able to do the majestic Confucianism and Taoism luck that most Confucians do not have.

"I didn't expect these to come from your handiwork, but don't forget, even if you don't know what means you used, borrowing his body to raise Confucianism and Taoism luck for you, and finally using secret methods to transfer it to you, after all, it is just a flash in the pan. How much does your little 'Confucianism and Taoism luck' cost, and how many swords can you block me?"

It turned out that the strange behavior of the previous fish gang leader was used by the new 'Banner Leader' to test Gu Shuleng, so as to confirm whether this grass hall master was as rumored, only with outstanding wisdom and not a cultivator.

As for whether there is a deeper meaning, it is unknown.

Gu Shuleng, who had been seen through, no longer concealed it, grinned, he could no longer suppress the tragic situation of the seven orifices bleeding, and the blood stains on his face were particularly terrifying.

He wiped the blood on his face, his expression was calm, and he didn't seem to have the huge sequelae brought about by forcibly using the divine thoughts of the Five Realms Knowing God Realm.

In fact, this 'Confucian luck' borrowed from the Pingyang Dynasty was indeed not long-lasting, and it originally only belonged to the Cao family sages, and in the end, there was only that bit of luck. Gu Shuleng was a thief, and he used some shady means to let the Pingyang Dynasty collect it for more than a year, and it was not long before he finally barely reached the four realms half a year ago.

This is also the reason why the Pingyang Dynasty has not been allowed to cultivate swords.

Everything is for today, and he has calculated everything.

Gu Shu sneered, his mouth was full of blood, and he said hoarsely: "I have always hated calculating and calculating, everything has to be planned and then scheming, this is not good." I prefer to go to the rivers and lakes as a swordsman rather than as a conspirator, so I came alone, picked up the sword like this, and went out with the pleasure of the rivers and lakes, which is very desirable. ”

Xiao Yuan laughed uncontrollably, and finally stopped laughing and said, "This kind of thing comes out of the mouth of a schemer like you, which is really ridiculous and generous. It's a pity that you are really miserable now, in your situation, even if I only need to stand still for half an hour, you will not be able to bear this luck because of your physique, and I don't know how to get it. ”

He looked at the saber on his waist that Gu Shuleng had been holding with his left hand, and sneered: "The sword is not out yet, it is intended to be used as a special trick to press the bottom of the box." ”

In fact, the first two shots, both of them knew that this was just a temptation, but Gu Shuleng was already unable to bear the bitter consequences of his weak physique because he did not have a cultivation foundation.

Gu Shuleng sighed deeply and muttered an indescribable word.

I saw him wave his hand, and the water painting made by spilling tea and painting, which had been ignored before, was swayed out by him.

In an instant, the color of heaven and earth changed, and countless Confucian heroes flocked between heaven and earth, and the surrounding clouds were steaming and misty in an instant, as if stepping into another world.

A small world of Confucianism churning and incomparably heroic and prosperous.

There are countless strange lights in this world, one by one the scholars or holding the scriptures to read aloud, or writing hard to write a piece of calligraphy, or sitting under the green mountains and waterfalls to see the mountains and the moon and the bright poems against each other, or the tongue battle group Confucianism is atmospheric to the sky.

It turned out that he had written and sketched on the table before, but he had already arranged it in advance, and he was waiting for the last stroke to fall before the end of the season.

The sword qi on Xiao Yuan's body skyrocketed, and he exclaimed: "The pen shows the weather, how is it possible, this kind of Confucian saint supernatural power." ”

Frightened, he no longer hesitated, and the true qi on his body surged out, and a strong wave of domineering qi swept the luck of the small world around him to a slight stagnancy. The light of the small sword in his hand was already soaring, and he raised his hand is a sword, and the small flying sword was so fast that it was silent, cutting out a line of sky.

This line of heaven was silent at the beginning, like a mud cow entering the sea. But the Five Realms cultivator struck with all his might, how could it be useless, even if Xiao Yuan was not a pure "Great Sword Cultivator", it shouldn't be like this.

However, then the heavens and the earth exploded, and they were divided into two, half rising and half sinking, and the heavens and the earth gradually separated and dispersed.

He suddenly pointed at Gu Shu, who was already sitting on the ground, and laughed: "It turned out to be just a pseudo-realm, it's really ridiculous." ”

After realizing that everything was just a bluff, he was relieved that he had planned to break through a trace of the meteorological world with all his might, and his mind immediately disappeared with all his strength. He suddenly had a sense of pride, and he wanted to fight a war, which was only the legendary Confucian sage'.

Gu Shuleng didn't even have the strength to stand, his body was in severe pain as if he had been split by five horses, and the heroic qi formed by the Confucian luck of his body had already been exhausted.

But he didn't have the slightest tiredness, his expression was extremely solemn, and his mouth seemed to be the might of a saint, "Although it is a pseudo-realm, it is enough to kill you." ”

With a finger stroke, the qi of heaven and earth began to truly dissipate, just like the old man in the twilight finally fell asleep, and his vitality began to run out. At the same moment, those scholars who had previously revealed thousands of postures actually looked up at Xiao Yuan one by one, and they all roared in unison: "Zhu Zi'an dares to harm the orthodox bloodline of my Cao family saint, his heart can be punished, and he must be punished!"

Xiao Yuanru was hit hard and immediately covered his heart, blood spurted out wildly, and he couldn't stop at all for a while, and the flying sword also fell to the ground with a wail.

Only then did he know that this malevolent conspirator was deliberately waiting for him to slash out that sword, so that the remaining saints of the past could lock in his 'evil thoughts' and aura.

Gu Shu stood up tremblingly, trembling and propping himself up with his sword, and sneered a few times.

At this time, there was no longer Confucian spirit in heaven and earth, and those thousands of atmospheres also dissipated, and the original devastation was restored.

He looked at the incomparably solid sky, and for a moment he had mixed feelings.

In fact, the Pingyang Dynasty is not a side branch, but the orthodox bloodline of the Cao family saint of the Lu State, at that time, the Cao family was able to keep this bloodline for him, and I don't know how many people died.

The secret technique just now, as well as the 'pseudo-realm', were originally a life-saving means for the Cao family saints to hide in the Cao family's qi and leave them to future generations. When the realm of Confucianism and Taoism, which belongs to the Cao family, reaches a level, you will understand the essence of Confucianism and Taoism of the Cao family.

It was also a very powerful killer in the later part of the original book, but it was stolen and wasted here by him.

He was able to use this killer weapon, first, with the cooperation of the Pingyang Dynasty. It is also due to the fact that after the fall of the sage of the Cao family, all the qi was dispersed between heaven and earth, but all scholars do not need to worship Confucianism and Taoism, and everyone can read and cultivate Confucianism.

A long time ago, he calculated that he would use the luck left behind by the Pingyang Dynasty to gather the Cao family saints after his death and leave them in heaven and earth for the purpose of this ending. It can be said that for today's action, he threw all his belongings into it and never allowed failure.

Although at the beginning, I still planned to expect that this descendant of the 'Mountain Immortal Family' would be able to negotiate with him without having to fight and kill, but unfortunately it was just a bit of a naïve fantasy.

He knew very well that such a loss of his own was equivalent to killing chickens and taking eggs, not to mention his bleak situation, and he also squandered the Cao family's only remaining qi in this world.

I am afraid that in today's world, it is difficult to have a foothold in the Cao family's bloodline.

The Cao family didn't owe him in the first place, but this time he owed the Cao family too much, whether it was in the past life or in this life.

After Gu Shuleng came to this world, he didn't usually see or hear much, but only the Cao family of Lu Guo had the deepest influence on him.

is also the only plot with the least amount of ink, as if this section of deeds that should have had a far-reaching impact was forgotten by myself at the time.

Although Gu Shuleng sometimes occasionally looks down on all living beings from the perspective of God, he also consciously examines his own mistakes. Check whether there should be any places in the original plot or if they are too much, and always tell yourself to dig pits and bury them.

And these things are like planting trees.

It's not that you sow a seed that sprouts and grows into a small tree, and eventually becomes a towering tree.

If you don't take care of it, it may not sprout at all, and even if you do germinate, it will die because you don't take care of it.

But in these pits, only in the deeds of the Cao family, the pits were not filled.

From the fermentation of things to the almost extinction of the Lu country, the reading clan of the nineteen states cut off the inheritance. These are enough to make many masters burst into tears when they read this record, and scolded the true deeds of His Majesty the Emperor Dafeng for his immorality and unrighteousness, all of which he heard and heard after entering this world.

What can be taken out and evaluated by all future generations of readers from time to time is by no means something that can be brought over in a single sentence. But it is enough to have a far-reaching influence and penetrate into the hearts of the people, so that it can be qualified to be remembered by future generations.

The scolding of those masters is not an angry scolding of the inaction of the writer, and the sin of brushing aside the places that should not be missed.

Gu Shuleng retracted his complicated thoughts, trembled with his sword, walked to Xiao Yuan, who was already dying, and his whole body's meridians and qi sea were shattered, and looked down.

Xiao Yuan's eyes had already been blown into a pair of bloody holes by those gazes, but the remaining Five Realms perception was still aware of Gu Shuleng's approach.

He actually laughed hoarsely, and asked with difficulty in an inaudible voice: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the Cao family, but you are living like this, are you really not tired, who else are you who are not calculated by you." ”

Gu Shuleng was silent and did not answer, some things may not be thought out clearly until he is dying.

He thought about it for a moment and felt that something should be done for him, so he crouched down and whispered something.

This dying Xiao Yuan didn't know if he heard it, or because of the convulsions before he died. His eyes suddenly widened, and he wanted to make a move.

But because the oil ran out and the lamp withered, he couldn't return to the sky, and he died of heavy anger.

This character, who has a strong color in the original book, fell here like this, like an unborn epiphany, and it was too late to "appear".

It is even more impossible for him to know that in his later life, he should have had a legendary story that belonged to him, with twists and turns.

Gu Shuleng put his right hand together, and a hand knife passed through his lower abdomen, taking out a small object from his sea of qi.

It was only at this time that he completely confirmed that this character, who was qualified to compete for the 'strongest villain' seat in the future, did not seem to have developed that treasure, otherwise it was estimated that there would be countless variables.

Holding it in the palm of the hand, it can still seep through the gap between the merged five fingers, oozing golden light.

But he didn't have the slightest intention of putting it away, he held the long sword on his waist and sneered, and said leisurely: "Old Mr. Qi, since you have been here for so long, it's time to come out and have a good talk." ”

The two of them made such a big fuss, but no one around them noticed it, not even the previous inspectors.

But none of this was so unexpected, especially when the old man appeared before him.

Qi Jiantan stood not far in front of him with a smile, his hands folded like an old farmer in the countryside, he smiled: "It turns out that this is the heavy treasure that Uncle Shi has been looking for and can solve the 'destiny', it seems that Xiao Qi came at the right time." ”

Gu Shuleng sat in the north and faced south, and the old man sat in the south and faced north, and the two looked at each other.

This time, he didn't bow down, only the killing intent grew.

It's like an old farmer with a sickle when the wheat is ripe.