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

Chapter 213 "Who uses who knows"

The Yuqing Palace in the early morning is exceptionally quiet, with the melodious and melodious sound of birds singing from time to time.

Gu Changsheng gently pushed open the courtyard door, and walked out slowly without making a sound.

Taking a step forward, he held a wooden sword in his hand and walked straight to the scripture storage pavilion.

Not long after, Gu Changsheng arrived at his destination.The quaint attic stands quietly, everything is the original appearance.

But at the door of the Sutra Pavilion, there was an old Taoist with a wretched face and a lewd smile holding his mobile phone.

Shaking his head, Gu Changsheng searched his body for a while and found a key.

Taoist Jianming didn't bring anything with him when he left, so naturally he also left the key to the scripture storage pavilion.

Stepping forward, Gu Changsheng unlocked the door and walked in.

Because Taoist Jianming hadn't been here for a few days, the scripture storage pavilion was a little messy and the air was a little cloudy.

Gu Changsheng frowned, held his breath and opened all the windows upstairs and downstairs.

The attic, which was still somewhat dim, suddenly became brighter.Gusts of fresh wind passed through the attic, bringing some turbid air out of the attic.

After feeling better, Gu Changsheng searched around and found a bucket, as well as a lot of tools like brooms.

Taoist Jianming once said that in the Sutra Pavilion are the Taoist treasures left by the ancestors of the past dynasties, and they are all extremely precious, so we should have a heart of awe.

Therefore, although a clean water can clean the attic, the old Taoist still insists on using brooms and other tools every day like ordinary people. .

Of course, Gu Changsheng would not violate the rules. He climbed up to the third floor with a bucket and began to clean up bit by bit.

After more than an hour, he finally cleaned the inside and outside of the attic.

Throwing the rag in his hand back into the bucket, Gu Changsheng stretched, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Putting the tools back in place, he came to the second floor.

"It's time to do something right..."

Talking to himself, Gu Changsheng walked straight to a bookshelf and picked up a bamboo slip called "Jade Qing Sword Art".

Looking at the cover of Sword Art, Gu Changsheng frowned.

After a while, he still gave up the idea of ​​"lettering on the cover", thinking that it's better to keep a low profile.

Afterwards, Gu Changsheng turned to the first page of the sword formula and resolutely carved a line of big characters.

"The immortal came to slash with his sword, and I raised my hand to kill it without much effort. —— Gu Changsheng, the apprentice of the sword."

Nodding in satisfaction, Gu Changsheng suddenly felt regretful.

Holding the bamboo slips in his hand, he let out a short sigh and said aloud, "I always feel that something is missing. It would be great if Li Xuanan was here..."

……

Li Xuan'an, who was being scolded by Ah Ning's ears at home, expressed his anger.

After a brief moment of emotion, Gu Changsheng held the sword formula and continued to flip backwards.

When I came to the Sutra Pavilion today, apart from engraving characters, there is another important thing: the follow-up practice method of Yuqing Sword Art.

The first two stages of Yuqing Sword Art are called "gathering sword energy" and "hiding sword intent".

The former is to visualize the sword energy and condense one's own sword energy; while the latter is to cultivate the sharpness of the sword and hide the sword energy in the body.

Gu Changsheng has already completed these two stages, and his cultivation has reached the stage of becoming a god, so it's time to continue.

"Point the sword spirit..."

Looking at the words on the bamboo slips, Gu Changsheng murmured thoughtfully.

The long sword has a spirit, it seems that the third stage is to awaken the sword spirit...

Gathering his mind, he continued to look down.

"There is a spirit in the sword, summoning the spirit can..."

After a while, Gu Changsheng finished reading the follow-up content, heaved a sigh of relief and put down the bamboo slips.

According to the records of the sword formula, the sword spirit is invisible and has different states. It lives by relying on the long sword and feeds on the master's aura.

As for the role of the sword spirit... the sword formula is very vague, leaving only one ridiculous sentence.

"The sword spirit has thousands of mysteries, who knows how to use it, you can become a sword fairy if you get it."

Translate: The sword spirit is so powerful, whoever uses it will know the effect.If you come up with this thing, you will be the next sword fairy.

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Gu Changsheng's head was full of black lines, and he had a doubt from the bottom of his heart: Is there a possibility that what is in front of him is a fake sword formula?Is Yuqing Palace deliberately putting it here to confuse people?
With such a mood, he called Wang Wudi.

The phone rang for a long time before Wang Wudi's voice came over: "Longsheng? What's the matter?"

While the old man was talking, there was bursts of music, and Gu Changsheng faintly heard a few lines of lyrics: "The boundless end of the world is my love~"

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"Excuse me for interrupting your square dance..."

After a moment of silence, Gu Changsheng expressed his apology, and then continued to ask: "Palace Master, I just want to ask, is the Yuqing Sword Art on the second floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion true?"

Wang Wudi was very surprised, telling Gu Changsheng that of course it was true.

Then, Taoist Hu Lai's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Invincible! Come on, it's time for the pas de deux!"

Wang Wudi didn't even say goodbye, and hung up the phone directly.

The life of the old man is colorful...

Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Gu Changsheng had a very helpless expression.

After a long sigh, he put away his phone and picked up the bamboo slip in front of him again.Gu Changsheng doubted his own eyes, checked several times, but found nothing new.

"Who knows what to use" is quietly engraved on the bamboo slips, which seems absurd and serious.

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Bite the bullet, Gu Changsheng continued to look down, and then felt that it was even more outrageous.

According to the sword formula, the method to awaken the sword spirit is very simple.

Never leave the sword, treat the sword as a real creature, and take it seriously.

In other words, you want the sword to feel: Huh?Grandpa is not an ordinary sword, Grandpa has soul and wisdom!
For example, when eating, make an extra bowl of rice, prepare chopsticks, put them in front of the saber, call it by its name kindly, and greet it to eat.

For example, when going to sleep, prepare an extra quilt, cover the sword, call its name affectionately, and then say good night.

For example, when you go out for a walk, you can't carry the saber, you have to hug it in your arms, ask it what the scenery is like, and if you want to stay a little longer.

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To Gu Changsheng's surprise, the bamboo slips listed more than a dozen examples, occupying a huge space.

Isn't this really sick? ? ?

Looking at the content on the bamboo slips, Gu Changsheng already had doubts about life.

He turned to the first page of the bamboo slips and checked again.

"That's right...it's the Yuqing Sword Art..."

Gu Changsheng frowned, expressing his incomprehension of what he saw.

Rubbing his temples, he continued to look down.

The bamboo slips say that when the sword spirit takes shape, in the dead of night, the owner of the long sword will hear a voice.

"Do you think I'm like a sword, or like a spirit?"

At this time, it must be said that it is like a sword spirit.In this way, the sword spirit will be truly formed.

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What yellow leather begs to seal the sword spirit version!
Gu Changsheng dropped the bamboo slip in his hand, feeling a hundred kinds of nausea in his heart.

After a long time, he calmed down, picked up the bamboo slips again, held his breath and continued to look down.

The bottom is gone.

……

Gu Changsheng closed his eyes in pain, and sorted out all the information about the sword spirit.

The effect is unknown, it is said to be very good.

The way to wake up is to treat yourself as a neuropathy and do all kinds of incredible things.Then, after the operation of "Long Sword Begging for Seal", it was considered a success.

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As usual, Gu Changsheng also found messages from many senior monks.

"It means to regard Saber as a beautiful woman? I feel perverted even if I am a pervert. ——Wuhuanzi."

"Hehehe... I know now, how can a Taoist companion have a long sword! Hehehe..."

"Is the one up there crazy... Taoist Ling Feng?"

"Is this method fake? I've held my sword for more than a year, and I haven't had any reaction? - Li Tieniu."

"My generation of monks, why do we need a sword spirit? I am a sword, and I can kill thousands of enemies with a single thought! This sword spirit, it doesn't matter if you don't call it. ——Li Xuan'an."

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Except for the pervert in the second message, it seems that Yuqing monks of all ages think this method is outrageous...

Gu Changsheng thought about it, and called Shucheng again.

Little Taoist priests may know something after reading Dao Zang thoroughly.

After tidying up some messy thoughts, Gu Changsheng took out his mobile phone and called Shucheng.

Soon, the little Taoist picked it up with a lazy voice, probably still sleeping.

After saying a few polite words and expressing his apology for waking up the other party, Gu Changsheng went straight to the point and asked aloud: "Shu Cheng, do you know the third stage of Yuqing Sword Art?"

The little Taoist's voice immediately became more energetic: "I know, Brother Changsheng is going to start practicing?"

"That's right, but I read the records of the sword formula, it seems a bit outrageous... Shucheng, you read a lot, do you know anyone who has successfully awakened the sword spirit?" Gu Changsheng asked out loud.

Shucheng was stunned for a while, and then answered: "I don't think there is... For thousands of years in Yuqing Palace, no one has succeeded except for the predecessors who left the sword formula. Therefore, the records on the Yuqing sword formula are all the information. .”

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Hearing Shucheng's words, Gu Changsheng felt a headache, and asked very worriedly: "Then, Shucheng, do you know who has tried to awaken the sword spirit?"

"Brother Xuan'an tried it. He held a sword and tried it for more than two years, and he was a little crazy."

After a pause, the scholar continued: "But I didn't even see the shadow of the sword spirit, so I failed completely."

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Looking at Li Xuan'an's message again, Gu Changsheng couldn't help but be quite speechless: If you fail, you fail. If you slap your face and pretend to be aggressive, what are you trying to do...

No effective information was obtained from Shucheng, so Gu Changsheng hung up the phone after thanking him.

Looking at the bamboo slips in front of him, he became a little tangled up.

Staring at the words "Who knows what to use" on the bamboo slips, Gu Changsheng became extremely curious.

Putting the sword formula back on the bookshelf, he frowned and walked out of the Sutra Pavilion.

After locking the door, Gu Changsheng glanced at the wooden sword in his hand.

Looking around, he secretly put the wooden sword in his arms and walked home.

Passing by a bamboo grove, Gu Changsheng bit the bullet and looked at the wooden sword in his arms with embarrassment.

Then he asked aloud: "RPG, do you think this bamboo forest looks good?"

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Gu Changsheng regrets it very much now, why did he choose such a name back then, it's so stupid...

With a deep sigh in his heart, he took another step and continued to walk forward.

Passing by with a smile, Gu Changsheng said again: "RPG, look at the golden carp in the stream, isn't it good?"

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Just walking around like this, Gu Changsheng returned to the gate of his small courtyard.

Looking at the gate of the courtyard, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and said in despair: "RPG, we are home."

An An, who went out to meet him, froze for a moment, her little face was full of doubts.

After a while, the little girl poked her head out of the courtyard door and looked around for a long time.

Afterwards, she looked at Gu Changsheng, and asked in a strange voice, "Is there no one here? Uncle Changsheng, who are you talking to?"

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After a while, it was time for lunch for Gu Changsheng's family.

Compared with usual days, there is an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table.

Song Qinghuan and An An looked at Gu Changsheng with extremely complicated expressions, frowning.

"RPG, dinner is ready, let me get you a chicken leg."

"RPG, don't be picky eaters, and eat more vegetables."

"RPG, come here, I've scooped up a bowl of soup for you, drink it all up."

……

"Sister Qinghuan, is Uncle Changsheng broken here?"

An An stretched out her fleshy little finger, pointed to her head, and asked aloud.

The little girl's face was full of worry, seeing Gu Changsheng's appearance, her heart ached.

On the ground, Lu also groaned a few times, agreeing with An An's opinion.

Before Song Qinghuan could answer, An An continued: "Let's call the doctor! It should be cured, right?"

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Gu Changsheng and Song Qinghuan briefly explained, so she probably knew some inside information.

Although he didn't understand, Song Qinghuan touched An An's head, and comforted him: "It's okay, your Uncle Changsheng is practicing sword, An An don't be afraid."

The little girl's eyes widened, she took a deep breath looking at Gu Changsheng, and said from the bottom of her heart: "I will definitely not practice swords in the future..."

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For practitioners, time always passes quickly.

January time flies by.

The news of Gu Changsheng summoning the sword spirit has spread throughout the Yuqing Palace.

The monks of Yuqing Palace can often see him dangling around with a wooden sword in his arms, and muttering something like "RPG" in his mouth.

In Wang Wudi's room, the old man was playing mahjong with several monks.

"How long has it been since Changsheng summoned the sword spirit?" Wang Wudi played a card and asked aloud.

Layman Lieping answered: "It's been almost a month, but there is still no movement."

"It's sad and shameful for a sword repairer to try to awaken the sword spirit under the guise of foreign objects!" Li Xuan'an threw down a card heavily.

"Pia!"

Wang Wudi slapped him with a slap: "Then you held a broken sword for two years before, were you cultivating feelings with the sword? Talk to me carefully!"

The little Taoist priest Shucheng sat beside him cheerfully, fiddled with his mobile phone with his head down.He sent a message to his girlfriend: "Ice Cream, don't worry, I will pick you up on time tomorrow!"

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That night.

Gu Changsheng carefully placed the wooden sword on a small bed, and then covered it with a quilt.

Then he lay back on his bed and sighed for a long time.

When is this day...

After a long time, Gu Changsheng fell into a deep sleep.

In his sleep, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Hey mom! You are my boss!"

"Master Yin, why don't you speak? Master Yin!"

"It's a fart, touch the fucking dumb master."

Gu Changsheng was dumbfounded.

Northeast Sword Spirit? ? ?

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　　In addition, I will help you find a Northeast lady to dub~
　　
　
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