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Chapter 222 Redefine "Wandering"

"This is the most vibrant imaginary world I have ever seen."

Gu Changsheng looked at the forest in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

In front of him, a group of deer jumped in the forest, there were about forty or fifty of them.

Gu Changsheng stretched out his spiritual consciousness, and was a little surprised to find that the level of this group of deer was not considered low, at least much stronger than Lu Shi.

He couldn't help being a little speechless...

The old Lu spent every day in Yuqing Palace, eating pills everywhere, and Tiancaidibao also entered his stomach.

In the end, it was a piggy, and its realm was not as good as a herd of wild deer.Some people really lost Gu Changsheng...

It seems that Lu's mind is devoted to his studies.

Gu Changsheng frowned, and decided to keep an eye on it when he got back, to put a little pressure on Lu's practice.

It's a bit too much for a strange beast to know how to study calculus all day long.

What's more, if you don't do your job properly, you can lead An'an to make progress?

……

Shaking his head, Gu Changsheng withdrew his thoughts, turned his head to look at Song Qinghuan, and said aloud, "Be vigilant and get ready to go."

After a while, the two walked side by side towards the mountains in the distance.

Around them, a wooden sword was scurrying up and down, very active.

Looking at his saber, Gu Changsheng couldn't help feeling absurd in his heart: Why is this wooden sword the same as a husky...

Shaking his head, he didn't say much, and didn't bother to pay attention to this crazy sword.

Gu Changsheng and the others didn't go far, when the sword spirit suddenly spoke out, his tone full of excitement.

"Lord Yin! Master Silver! There's a lot of fun in this Gada!"

Gu Changsheng heard the sound and looked, and found that the wooden sword was flying up and down around a small hill.

"Master Yin, I can feel it. The underground things are not simple! It must have been left by the fairy!"

Seeing the wooden sword jumping up and down, Gu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Diaoxiangan mentioned before that his master's magic weapon was scattered everywhere, it seems that the sword spirit has listened to it.

In that case, it is running around on the road, is it hunting for treasure?
Nodding slightly in his heart, the image of the sword spirit in Gu Changsheng's mind has been raised from a husky to a hound.

……

"Are you sure?" Gu Changsheng walked to the wooden sword and asked aloud.

A sword sound sounded, and the sword spirit's voice was full of affirmation: "You can't go wrong with this play! I just can't recognize you, Lord Yin, and it's impossible not to recognize the baby's breath!"

……

This sounds really awkward.

Gu Changsheng's face darkened, but he didn't care too much about the sword spirit.

Compared with the fairy magic weapon, educating the sword spirit can be put on the back burner.

So, one person and one sword were full of energy, looked in the right direction, and hand in hand dug a deep pit of nearly [-] meters.

Gu Changsheng used the Dao Jue, and the wooden sword cut out the sword energy, the cooperation was very tacit.

Finally, after a long time, they dug out the magic weapon left by the immortal.

Returning to the ground with the spoils of war, Gu Changsheng had a slightly strange expression on his face.

He looked at a sign in front of him, and asked aloud, "RPG, is this the fairy magic weapon you mentioned?"

"It should be this playful, but its shape is a bit wild..."

In front of Gu Changsheng, there was a rusty, half-remained signboard.The handwriting on it is already illegible, only a word "Peng" can be vaguely seen.

On the signboard, there was a faint aura of extraordinaryness.

The material of the brand looks very extraordinary. If it was placed thousands of years ago, it would definitely be regarded as a treasure of heaven and earth.

Focus, thousands of years ago.

……

Only then did Gu Changsheng understand that no matter what it is, it has a shelf life.

Thousands of years have passed, and the shelf life of the fairy's magic weapon has obviously expired.

So, one person and one sword wasted a lot of effort, and finally found a piece of scrap iron.

……

Song Qinghuan stepped forward and helped Gu Changsheng pat the dirt on his body.

Looking at the disheveled man in front of her, she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Throwing away the so-called "immortal magic weapon" in his hand, Gu Changsheng stepped forward with a dark face and continued on his way.

……

One morning passed, and Gu Changsheng stood on the hill, looking into the distance.

Wangshan ran dead horse, half a day, the destination is still out of reach.

Song Qinghuan originally proposed to use body skills to speed up, but Gu Changsheng refused.There is no aura in the imaginary world, even if it is a tonic pill, it is still necessary to maintain the best condition at all times.

After briefly estimating the distance, Gu Changsheng turned around and walked down the hill, until he came to a deep pit.

Looking down, he rubbed the center of his eyebrows with some headaches, and said helplessly: "It's the seventh time, can you let go of your fantasy and be more realistic?"

At the bottom of the pit, a wooden sword was digging deep into the pit, turning a deaf ear to his words and making no response.

……

After a while, Sword Spirit's disappointed voice came from the bottom of the pit.

"This fairy's things are not old and strong. After a while, why are they all turned into scum."

Looking at the dusty wooden sword, Gu Changsheng stroked his forehead with his hand, and said in a deep voice, "Anyway, you are a rare sword spirit in the world, can you be a little promising?"

After a pause, he continued: "It's the same as picking up trash, it's not ashamed to throw it away..."

"Then what if it works... No one can tell for sure."

Sword Spirit murmured, looking a little unconvinced.

Shaking his head, Gu Changsheng turned his head to look at Song Qinghuan, and said aloud, "It's too slow to travel this way, Qinghuan, wait a little bit, I'll come as soon as I go."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and rushed towards the grassland not far away.

Song Qinghuan didn't know why, so she waited for Gu Changsheng on the spot.

Not long after, she saw from a distance that two horses were held up in the air and rushed towards her.

……

After a while, two big green horses came in front of Song Qinghuan.

The eyes of the two horses were wide open, and the faces of the horses were full of horror and disbelief.

"Qing Huan! I found two stray horses, they want to follow me!"

……

Song Qinghuan's expression was stiff, she glanced at Gu Changsheng with complicated eyes, and then spoke slowly.

"Longsheng, a horse has four legs, do you think it has one leg that wants to follow you?"

……

"Wandering horses, don't think so much, Qing Huan don't think too much." Gu Changsheng looked embarrassed, and said with a sneer.

Redefine "wandering".

At this time, the horse tied up by him was a little relieved.

Hearing Gu Changsheng's words, a green horse finally couldn't bear it any longer, and roared out, his tone full of grievances: "Those who can't outrun you are all stray horses!"

Another green horse answered: "We are not stray horses!"

From its words, Gu Changsheng even heard a sense of the collapse of the world view.

……

Frowning, Gu Changsheng looked at the two green horses and used some small tricks.

After a while, the two horses with bruised noses and swollen faces no longer refused to accept it, and honestly carried Gu Changsheng and Song Qinghuan on their backs, and ran towards the distant mountains.

……

On the back of the horse, Gu Changsheng held down the sword spirit who was about to dig a hole, and threatened: "If you dare to make a fuss about digging a hole again, I won't feed you spiritual energy today."

"If you don't plan, then don't plan, Lord, why are you threatening me?" Jian Ling muffled, and finally calmed down.

Gu Changchang sighed, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

He patted the horse's back lightly, and said aloud: "Run faster, you can go home sooner."

……

The green horse under the seat was full of grief and indignation, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he had to keep his head on his way.

At this time, Gu Changsheng threw a elixir into the horse's mouth, and said, "Run well, and I'll give you another one when I get to the place."

Before Qing Ma could react, the elixir had already been swallowed, and there was faintly more aura in his body.

Its eyes lit up, and after a long howl, it accelerated again.

With the big stick and sweet dates, under Gu Changsheng's kindness and power, the two green horses were flying like flying, and their speed was extremely fast.

After a day and a night, Gu Changsheng and the others finally approached their destination.

Ten miles away from the mountain, the two green horses stopped and refused to take a step forward.

"The front is the former residence of the immortals, you can't pass it." A green horse muffled, with a hint of respect in the words.

Gu Changsheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and took out a pill bottle from his arms without saying anything.

He poured out two pills and threw them to Qingma, Gu Changsheng let them go.

Then, he turned around and looked at the mountain in front of him.

The mountains in front of me are shrouded in clouds and mist, soaring into the clouds, it looks like a fairyland.

Gu Changsheng took out a clean Taoist robe from his bag, changed it at the foot of the mountain, and repeatedly instructed the sword spirit not to talk nonsense.

Then, he took Song Qinghuan's hand and walked forward.

Not long after, they came to the hiking trail at the foot of the mountain.

A stone path winds up to the top of the mountain.And at the entrance and exit of the path, a stone tablet stood there quietly.

Due to the age, the stele was covered with a thick layer of dust, covering the writing below.

Gu Changsheng operated the Dao Jue, and a gust of clear water rushed away, washing away the stele.

On the top of the stele, the word "Penglai" is very conspicuous.

Gu Changsheng nodded slightly. It seems that their judgment was not wrong. The mountain here is the legendary Penglai Mountain.

Below the stele is a small poem.

"There is peace in the world, and you can live up to the immortal journey and live up to you."

Gu Changsheng's breathing was slightly concentrated, and he froze for a moment.

Patting Song Qinghuan lightly, he pulled out the fishing rod left by the old turtle from behind and walked forward.The wooden sword floated quietly in mid-air without making any sound.

Taking a step forward, the two stepped onto the stone path.

Probably because no one has been here for a long time, the stone steps are covered with fallen leaves, withered and yellow, and it looks quite lonely.

The sound of trampling on fallen leaves echoed in the mountains and didn't stop for a long time.

Not long after, Gu Changsheng and the others arrived halfway up the mountain and saw a bamboo house.

It seems that the materials used are extraordinary. After thousands of years, the bamboo house is still the same as before, without a trace of dilapidation.

There is a small pool in front of the bamboo house, the water in it has long since dried up, and the pebbles at the bottom of the pool are also covered with dust.

Gu Changsheng suddenly felt a slight tremor of the fishing rod in his hand.

He walked over with the fishing rod and found a small bamboo bench by the pool.

There is also a bamboo fish basket next to the bamboo stool.

Gu Changsheng was taken aback for a moment, and understood.Probably, thousands of years ago, the fairy fished here.

After thinking for a while, he raised his sword finger, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air, and soon filled the pool.

There is a loquat tree beside Tan, which is so slim that you can't see the top of the tree at a glance.

The breeze blows, and the leaves rub against each other, making a rustling sound, which makes people feel relaxed.

Gu Changsheng stepped into the bamboo house, but he didn't find anything special.

There are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the house, a bamboo bed and a bamboo table.

There was a book of bamboo slips on the table. Gu Changsheng walked over, flipped through it briefly, and saw a sentence: "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. My wife planted it by hand when she died, and now it looks like a canopy."

Covering the bamboo slips, Gu Changcheng sighed, feeling very heavy.

He looked around and found nothing else, so he walked out of the house.

Pulling Song Qinghuan, Gu Changsheng continued to climb up.

The higher you go, the more luxuriant the forests in the mountains, and there are gurgling streams flowing down.

After a while, they came to the top of the mountain.

Different from the magnificent palace of Immortal Xingchen, the palace of Immortals in this world looks very ordinary.

The palace is built of blue bricks and tiles, and it looks like an ordinary house from the outside.

Gu Changsheng stepped forward and gently pushed open the palace gate.

After the sound of "squeak", there was a burst of dust in front of him, and Gu Changsheng could clearly see the scene in the palace.

In front of him, there are two bamboo chairs facing each other, which is very strange.

Just as Gu Changsheng was still looking around, a warm voice suddenly sounded.

"Come and sit, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Gu Changsheng looked forward and found a man in green clothes appeared on the bamboo chair in front of him.

The man turned his head to look at Gu Changsheng, smiled and said, "Don't be cautious, it's just an obsession, come and sit down."

Gu Changsheng was silent for a moment, and walked over.

When he arrived in front of the man, he took a deep breath, sat on another bamboo chair, and then bowed slightly to salute.

The man waved his hand indifferently, handed a cup of tea to Gu Changsheng, and said aloud, "You are the one who wants to break the game, why do you want to drink tea with me?"

Hearing this sentence, Gu Changsheng was slightly taken aback, a little puzzled.

The man didn't explain aloud, he just took a sip of his tea and continued talking.

"You appear here, the spirit world and the ancestral land should be reconnected."

After a pause, he continued as if remembering something, "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am an immortal from this world, and my name is Penglai."

Although he had already guessed it, Gu Changsheng still narrowed his eyes.

Immortal Penglai looked up at him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and then said: "I want to ask, are there any immortals in other spirit worlds?"

Gu Changsheng remembered very clearly that Xing Chenxian asked himself the same question once.

After a moment of silence, he still opened his mouth to answer: "Until now, there is only one immortal named Xingchen Immortal."

"Apart from me, this trash, is only Fellow Daoist Mi Xing successful..."

Penglaixian's tone sank, and he muttered to himself for a while.

After a while, he shook his head and continued: "Since Fellow Daoist Mi Xing is still here, it's not my turn to make arrangements."

After a pause, Immortal Penglai continued: "The dao fruit will mature in about three or four days, my friend, remember to pick it. Besides, I have left some things, if you need it, you can just take it away."

Without waiting for Gu Changsheng to thank him, Penglaixian stood up and even bowed to him.

"I also ask my little friend to apologize to my old friends after I go out. Although I occupied a spiritual world and became a fairy by luck, I ended up with a collapse of my heart and death. I am really ashamed of my old friends."

Penglaixian's words were full of guilt, and he bowed to the ground.Gu Changsheng didn't dare to accept the gift from the immortal, so he quickly bent down to return the gift.

When he raised his head again, there was no trace of Penglai Xian.

……

At this time, Song Qinghuan's voice came from Gu Changsheng's ear: "Changsheng, what are you doing in a daze, push the door."

He narrowed his eyes and found that he was still standing at the door.

Gu Changsheng was a little stunned, it felt like a dream.

After a while, he opened the door and walked in.

In the main hall, two bamboo chairs face each other.

And there were two cups of tea on the table next to it, steaming up.

(End of this chapter)