The ex-girlfriend who has been missing for three years says she has returned from cultivating immort

Chapter 211 The long sword is easy to break, but the heart sword is hard to break

Seeing Taoist Jianming sitting paralyzed on the ground, Wang Wudi's eyes were full of sadness.

For hundreds of years in the Yuqing Palace, when it comes to the talent of swordsmanship, Taoist Jianming is well-deservedly number one, and no one can match him.

Decades ago, Jianming went out to travel, saying that he wanted to find the sword in his heart.

Everyone is looking forward to it, hoping that when he returns, his swordsmanship will be improved to a higher level.

No, half a year later, a disheveled monk knocked on the gate of Yuqing Palace.

It's Taoist Jianming.

Compared with when he went out, he no longer had the determination of a swordsman in his eyes, his temperament was decadent, and even the spiritual energy in his body was a little blocked, and his cultivation base was a lot ruined.

Yuqing Palace paid a huge price and finally cured Taoist Jianming.

But he threw the broken sword away casually, saying that he would not use a sword in the future.

Wang Wudi questioned again and again, only to realize that someone forced Jianming to break the long sword in his hand and cut off a sword heart in his chest.

Yuqing Palace was furious from top to bottom, and used all its energy to find that bastard who forced people to break their swords.

But I searched the whole world of practice, but still found nothing, and finally had no choice but to end up hastily.

From then on, Yuqing Palace lost a handsome swordsman and gained a down-and-out guard.

Until today, Wang Wudi did not know that the person who broke the sword was actually an immortal.

Withdrawing his thoughts, Wang Wudi looked at Taoist Jianming, spoke with some difficulty, and comforted him dryly.

But the old Taoist seemed to have never heard of it, and did not respond at all.

"Ridiculous... ridiculous..."

Taoist Jianming burst into tears, got up staggeringly, and stumbled out.

Gu Changsheng was worried, and stepped forward to follow.

Wang Wudi also wanted to follow, but after thinking for a while, he stopped and watched the master and apprentice go away.

Following behind Taoist Jianming, Gu Changsheng kept his footsteps as light as possible without making any sound.

The expression on the old Taoist's face was very strange, half a smile was not a smile, and a half cry was not a cry.

He didn't have a destination, he just strolled in Yuqing Palace.Taoist Jianming bent his back unconsciously, his eyes were dull, and his steps were staggering.

Walking into a forest, he tripped over a mound of dirt on the ground and fell heavily.

Taoist Jianming was lying on the ground, tears streaming down his face, but he didn't make a sound.

There was no sound of great sorrow.

At this moment, he was no longer the Overcoming Tribulation Daxiu who could ascend to heaven and enter the earth, but instead looked like a child whose toy had been robbed, dazed and helpless.

After a while, the whisper of Jianming Taoist sounded.

"To cultivate a sword, one must cultivate one's heart, and to cultivate one's sword, one must first cultivate one's heart... Unfortunately, it's too late."

Looking at the devastated old Taoist priest, Gu Changsheng could feel the remorse and unwillingness in his heart.

"Xian...Xian...Why did Xian want to break my sword..."

Dao Jianming's heart was ashamed, he lay on the ground and muttered to himself, his words were full of despair.

After a while, he fell into a deep sleep, and it seemed that his mind had suffered a lot.

With a long sigh, Gu Changsheng stretched out his hand and hugged the old Taoist priest.

Taoist Jianming was not heavy, but his body was very thin. Gu Changsheng didn't feel much weight.

I don't know if he really fell asleep, or he didn't want to wake up, Taoist Jianming didn't react at all, and let Gu Changsheng hug him up.

Shaking his head, Gu Changsheng led the old Taoist towards his home.

Back home, Song Qinghuan was already waiting for him.

Seeing Taoist Jianming who was being hugged, Song Qinghuan cast a puzzled look in his eyes.

Gu Changsheng didn't say much, he just walked into the room and put the old Taoist on his bed.

After covering Taoist Jianming with the quilt, he took out two pills for concentration and gently put them into the old Taoist's mouth.

Finally, Gu Changsheng walked out of the room lightly, and closed the door carefully.

"Changsheng, what is this?" Song Qinghuan lowered his voice and asked.

Gu Changsheng sighed secretly in his heart, and said, "Master Jianming's sword must have been broken by himself."

After only saying such a sentence, he fell silent, only letting out a long sigh from time to time.

As a sword cultivator, Gu Changsheng could feel the pain in the heart of Taoist Jianming.

Seeing that Gu Changsheng was not in the mood to chat, Song Qinghuan didn't ask any more questions, but just hugged him gently.

Song Qinghuan went to fetch some more tea leaves, made a pot of tea for Gu Changsheng and put it on the table.

Finally, she kissed Gu Changsheng on the cheek, and went back to the room by herself.

Gu Changsheng sat in the small courtyard, listening to Lu's snoring, his thoughts gradually drifted away.

Li Xuan'an said before that Taoist Jianming is the most talented swordsman in Yuqing Palace for hundreds of years.

"Two thousand sword qi, shining on the governor of Kyushu." That is to say, the old Taoist priest.

Gu Changsheng felt that Taoist Jianming's swordsmanship talent might not be inferior to his own.

From this point of view, this immortal is a bit more targeted.

Thinking of Xing Chenxian's words before, Gu Changsheng couldn't help casting a shadow over his heart.

Dressed in moonlight, Gu Changsheng sat in the small courtyard and meditated all night.

……

The sun is rising, and the sun is like blood.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning illuminated Gu Changsheng's side face.

Only then did he realize that a long time had passed.Looking down at the teacup in his hand, Gu Changsheng realized that the tea was already completely cold.

Putting down the teacup, he stood up from the chair and moved his body briefly.

At this time, a voice came from the door.

"Changsheng, how is Jianming?"

Gu Changsheng hurriedly looked outside and found that it was Wang Wudi who had come.

The old man was still wearing a Chinese tunic suit, his face was full of solemnity and worry, obviously he was worried about Taoist Jianming.

"My mind was damaged, I fell asleep." Gu Changsheng replied aloud, also with a long sigh.

Wang Wudi didn't go into the yard, but spoke through the door, his voice full of seriousness.

"If I can become a fairy in this life, I must go back to the master of the long sword to ask for an explanation! When Jianming wakes up, you tell him what I said."

After a pause, the old man continued: "The big deal is to kill a lowly fairy, I can afford this cause and effect!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Wudi turned and left with a firm and determined back.

Gu Changsheng stood there in a daze for a moment.

Afterwards, he nodded and said to himself with a smile: "Together, together."

The door behind him made a sound, and Gu Changsheng looked back.

After a "squeak", Song Qinghuan came out.An An followed behind, rubbing her eyes in a daze.

"Sister Qinghuan, why did you call me so early...An An doesn't have to go to kindergarten anymore?"

Hearing the little girl's words, Song Qinghuan squatted down and said apologetically, "Today we have guests at home, so I'll take you to Mrs. Hu Lai's place to continue sleeping, okay?"

An An nodded obediently and had no objection.

So, Song Qinghuan carried the little girl to the next door, leaving the house to Gu Changsheng and Taoist Jianming.

Gu Changsheng walked into the kitchen, made some breakfast, and waited for the old Taoist to wake up.

But until it was three poles high in the sun, the house was still quiet, without any sound coming out.

Gu Changsheng was a little worried, so he got up and walked into the house.

Taoist Jianming woke up a long time ago, just lying on the bed blankly, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Seeing the appearance of the old Taoist priest, Gu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly.

Whitehead overnight.

From the first time he saw Taoist Jianming, Gu Changsheng was very surprised: why a Dujie Daxiu has black and white mixed hair, no different from ordinary old people.

Compared with Wang Wudi, Taoist Jianming is not just a little bit older in appearance.

But right now, the old Taoist priest's head is full of silver threads.

When the long sword was broken, the wind blew the black hair; looking back, it was covered with white hair.

Gu Changsheng was speechless for a moment, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Taoist Jianming was cut off not only with his long sword, but also his age.

How domineering and hateful is that bastard immortal!

"Master Jianming, let's eat something first." After a while, Gu Changsheng, who had calmed down, said slowly.

Taoist Jianming didn't respond, as if he didn't hear it.

After repeating this several times, Gu Changsheng had no choice but to give up temporarily and walked out of the house.

After standing in the courtyard and thinking for a long time, he finally stepped out of the courtyard gate.

Coming outside Wang Wudi's house, Gu Changsheng knocked on the door, and walked in without waiting for the old man's answer.

"How is Jianming?"

Wang Wudi stopped breathing, opened his eyes and asked aloud.

Gu Changsheng shook his head, but did not directly answer the old man's question: "Do you know where Master Jianming's broken sword is?"

Unexpectedly, Gu Changsheng would ask this question, Wang Wudi was slightly taken aback, frowning and thinking for a long time.

"After the Jianming sword was broken, I returned to Yuqing Palace and threw the broken sword away."

After a pause, the old man continued to answer: "It's been too long, and I can't remember clearly. But it should still be in Yuqing Palace."

Gu Changsheng nodded, and then walked straight out of Wang Wudi's room.

"Changsheng, why do you ask this?"

Wang Wudi's voice came from behind, Gu Changsheng said without turning his head, "I'll go get Master Jianming's sword back! Maybe it can provoke him."

For the rest of the day, the animals in Yuqing Palace were miserable.

There's a jerk in white digging holes everywhere...

Gu Changsheng carried out a blanket search of Yuqing Palace, not sparing an inch of land.

He is an old cow who has been cultivating the land all his life, and he is ashamed to see it...

Gu Changsheng operated the Dao Jue, digging to a depth of 30 meters, and carefully explored every corner.

As the Spring Festival approaches, the weather is very cold, and many animals have already hibernated.

Therefore, when a frozen snake was dug out by Gu Changsheng, it was a little dazed.

Opening his eyes, the hibernating snake didn't quite understand what was in front of him.

Time... so fast?Already spring?

But why is it so cold...

But before it could react, a figure in white beside him made a sound with some annoyance.

"It's been all afternoon, and I haven't found anything, bad luck!"

Afterwards, the snake was wrapped in the excavated soil, and it was smashed back into the pit, physically fell into a deep sleep, and continued to hibernate.

Gu Changsheng worked all afternoon, but still got nothing.

It is really difficult to find the old objects from 70 to [-] years ago...

Shaking his head, he raised his sword finger, and the Dao Jue started working again.

The ground in front of him cracked instantly, and the soil poured up by itself, forming a hill.

A box appeared in front of Gu Changsheng's eyes, with a smooth appearance, it should have been buried not long ago.

His eyes lit up, he waved lightly, and took the box from the air.

Reaching out to open the box, a thin book appeared in Gu Changsheng's sight.

On the cover, the big characters "Abing Mahjong Diary" are very conspicuous.

……

Gu Changsheng knew that it was wrong to pry into other people's privacy, and the first task now should be to find Master Jianming's broken sword.

But he still opened the diary.

The big deal is to bury it after reading it, and no one will know.

……

"Monday. Today's opponents: Gu Changsheng, Xiaoguai, and someone named Li An."

"Bottles of milk are eight yuan a can, I was reluctant to buy them, and then spent 4000 yuan to buy [-] cans for Gu Changsheng."

……

"Tuesday. Today's opponent: the three of them."

"I lost [-] today, but it's okay, my family didn't lose, Xiaoguai almost lost all his master's spiritual gold."

……

"Wednesday. Today's opponents: Gu Changsheng, Li Xuan'an, and a little Taoist priest named Shucheng. Xiaoguai didn't play today. It seems that he was stealing something and was discovered by the master."

"I lost [-] today! That little Taoist priest is a master, so I won't play with him next time, I'll find an idiot player."

……

"Thursday. Today's opponents: Gu Changsheng, Li Xuan'an, Wang Wudi."

"I won 25 today! But after the game, I invited my darling to watch a movie, and it ended up being [-]."

……

"Friday. Today's opponents: the same three people from last time."

"I lost [-] today, and I became more and more courageous. I only admitted that I was unlucky, and I didn't admit that my skills were not good. Today is because of my bad position."

……

"Friday. Today's opponents: Wang Wudi, Xiaoguai, Li Xuan'an. (Xiaoguai has learned to smoke and keeps smoking while playing cards)"

"I lost three thousand, and I can't see the cards clearly because I'm smoking."

……

Looking at Ah Bing's diary, Gu Changsheng's expression froze.

No wonder Ah Bing refused to play cards with Shucheng later...

Turning to the last page with a complicated expression, Gu Changsheng saw Ah Bing's last gambling diary.

"Wuuuuu, I found out that I have no money today! Wuuuuuu yesterday, Gu Changsheng's bars were all open, and all my money was gone in one fell swoop! Wuuuuu, I really want to stay away from Gu Changsheng!"

"Wooooow, I swear to God, I will never play cards again! Let this diary stay here, let it be buried in the soil with my unbearable memories! Woooooo, I knew I would buy a car for Xing Chenxian Well, I can at least sit down."

……

Cherish life and stay away from gambling.

In awe, Gu Changsheng put Ah Bing's unbearable memories back into the box and buried them in the soil.

After a moment of silence for the alligator in his heart, Gu Changsheng continued to work.

Night falls.

Having found nothing, Gu Changchang sighed and walked home helplessly.

A small light was on in the yard, and he opened the door and walked in.

In order not to embarrass Taoist Jianming, Song Qinghuan took An An to Taoist Hu Lai next door.

She even took Lou with her...

Gu Changsheng changed his clothes first, then went into the kitchen and briefly fried two bowls of rice.

Afterwards, he walked back into the house with two bowls of egg fried rice, and sat down beside Taoist Jianming.

The old Taoist lay on the bed, still looking as if his heart was ashes.

Gu Changsheng picked up fried rice with eggs, casually chatted with Taoist Jianming, and told a joke he had seen recently.

The old Taoist still didn't respond.

Not long after, Gu Changsheng finished the fried rice in the bowl, and then stood up.

"You saw that the sword of the immortal will also be chopped off."

After a pause, he continued, "Only you can break the sword in your heart. You have already broken it once, do you want to break it a second time?"

After finishing speaking, Gu Changsheng put down the fried rice, got up and walked out of the room.

Behind him, Taoist Jianming's eyes regained some clarity, as if he felt something.

(End of this chapter)