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

Chapter 266 "He's Back", "Status Minus One"

Longhu Mountain, just one view, beside the Changsheng River.

Through the gurgling stream, the spring sun shines on the pebbles at the bottom of the stream, reflecting strands of gentle light.

Under a huge mahogany fan skeleton, a young Taoist priest was sitting among the crowd, telling stories vividly.

"It was too late to say it, and then a very cold voice came from outside the hidden fan pavilion: I have a method that can make a wooden fan melt into the rivers and rivers of the world."

The audience gasped and shook their heads in awe of the arrogance and arrogance of the person's words.

Glancing around slightly, the little Taoist took everyone's reactions into his eyes, nodded in satisfaction, and then continued to speak slowly.

"The tone of the visitor is three points unruly, three points unruly, three points arrogant, and one point detached from the world!"

Hearing this, there was a voice from the crowd, and the tone couldn't help but laugh: "Fang Yuan, have you read too many third-rate urban immortal novels? It's just the tone, how did you figure out the specific composition?"

Damn, it makes sense...

The little Taoist priest Fangyuan blushed slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.He scratched his fingers in embarrassment, and explained in a low voice: "The manuscript was written by Brother Wuji, I just recited it and read it..."

"He kindly told you about Gu, ah no, the legendary deeds of Young Martial Uncle Changsheng, and he didn't charge any money. What's the matter with you, talking so much!" At this time, a voice sounded very dissatisfied.

Everyone heard the reputation and saw Brother Wuji holding a plate of drinks.He was wearing a large-size cartoon T-shirt, with a very unkind expression on his face, staring straight at the person who just spoke.

The man looked embarrassed, closed his mouth with a smirk, and kept silent.

Brother Wuji shook his head, and didn't hold him back. After looking around, he started to sell loudly: "Milk Tea Coke Wanglaoji, Sprite Juice Jianlibao, anyone want?"

The audience paid out one after another, and the drinks in Brother Wuji's hand were sold out quickly.

"Maid coffee shop, hehe... knee pillow, hehe..." Brother Wuji whispered to himself, his almost imperceptible voice was full of excitement, and his eyes gradually blurred.

During this period of time, he and the little Taoist Fangyuan worked together, one told stories, the other sold snacks and drinks, earning a lot of money.As for the protagonist of the story, it is the legend of Zhengyiguan——Junior Martial Uncle Changsheng.

The new cultivators were all very curious about this little uncle, and when they heard that Gu Changsheng was the next celestial master, they wanted to know more about him.

Therefore, their business is booming, and their daily income is extremely high.Brother Wuji has truly realized "freedom of maids".

Seeing that Brother Wuji's drinks were almost sold out, the little Taoist priest Fangyuan cleared his throat and continued to speak.

"A man in a white Taoist robe appeared in front of everyone, and this man was Junior Martial Uncle Changsheng. He stood at the door, looked up at the giant mahogany fan above his head, and said softly..."

In the voice of the little Taoist priest Fangyuan, time flies, and the sun gradually sets in the west.

After a long time, he slightly raised his voice, and said aloud: "The story of the little uncle who fixed Jianghai with a fan is finished. Tomorrow is still the same time, and I will tell you about the little uncle who practiced for two and a half years and finally won the cultivation fortune." The story of a basketball champion."

The audience dispersed slowly in groups of three or four, with somewhat unsatisfactory expressions on their faces. After a while, there was no one else by the stream.

Brother Wuji and Fangyuan gathered together, happily counting today's profits.

Just as the two were counting vigorously, a voice sounded behind them: "How much did you earn today?"

"It's enough for a maid shop for one day!" Brother Wuji replied casually.

After a while, he and Fangyuan came to their senses, looked at each other, then turned their heads slowly together, and looked back.

Gu Changsheng's face appeared in the sight of the two of them.

"Fang Yuan, why don't I remember that my tone was three points unruly, three points unruly, and three points what else?"

Hearing his words, Fang Yuan buried her head deeply, looking a little embarrassed.

And the writer of the copywriting——Brother Wuji also has erratic eyes, and behaves very quietly.

After a long while, the little Taoist priest Fangyuan shrank his neck, and said aloud with some anxiety: "Little uncle, I will go back today, and I will change the manuscript... Don't be angry."

"It's been written so hard, what's the point of changing it! Just talk about it alive. I'm also your elder, so I won't worry about this matter."

To Fang Yuan's surprise, Gu Changsheng waved his hand and acted extremely calmly.

The little Taoist looked at his little uncle suspiciously, and read the words "increase strength" from the creases on his face when he smiled.

……

As the name suggests, although Fang Yuan is not very old, Fang Yuan's ability to read words and demeanor is very extraordinary.

Seeing Gu Changsheng's appearance, he changed the subject very cleverly: "Little uncle, when did you arrive? How long will you be here this time?"

"It's not long since I arrived, maybe half a month." Gu Changsheng replied casually.

After a pause, he continued: "I'll go see the old heavenly master first, if you have something to do, go and do it first."

Brother Wuji heard the words as if he had been pardoned, and after hastily saying goodbye, he quickly left in the distance, apparently wanting to feel the truth of the maid.

But Fang Yuan shook his head, and said crisply: "Master has moved to another house recently, let me take you there."

Fang Yuan is still young, and his cultivation level is not high, so he doesn't know what happened to Gu Changsheng during this period, and he thought he was concentrating on cultivating lately.

"Little Master Uncle, for some reason, many people from Yuqing Palace came, why didn't you come with them?" Fangyuan little Taoist priest walked in front and asked aloud.

Gu Changsheng patted his head, and didn't tell the truth, but just casually said a few perfunctory words.

Not long after, they came to a house.After knocking lightly, the door was opened from the inside.

However, the one who opened the door was not the stubborn Taoist, but the little Taoist Shucheng.

Seeing Gu Changsheng whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he was slightly taken aback, then his eyes widened, full of surprise.After being stunned for a moment, Shucheng quickly turned sideways and let Gu Changsheng in.

But Fang Yuan bent slightly, made a salute and left.

Walking in the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a mahjong table.

The foolish Taoist, Wang Wudi, and Li Xuanan sat at the table, and there was still a vacant seat that should be reserved for Shucheng.

Seeing Gu Changsheng, the eyes of the two old people lit up.

They got up straight away, stood on the left and right sides of Gu Changsheng, stretched out their hands involuntarily, and began to check Gu Changsheng's physical condition.

And although Li Xuan'an didn't show it, he glanced at Gu Changsheng from time to time, apparently also worried.

After a while, Wang Wudi and Lao Tianshi withdrew their hands with complicated expressions.

After guessing what they were thinking, Gu Changsheng smiled slightly, his thoughts moved slightly, and a sword energy appeared out of thin air.

"Don't worry, what I said on the phone before is all true. I have found a new path of cultivation."

With a smile on his face, Gu Changsheng explained aloud, which made the two old people feel relieved.

The stubborn Taoist smiled all over his face, and led his beloved disciple to the mahjong table.

On the other hand, Wang Wudi glanced at Li Xuan'an, and said without a doubt: "Xuan'an, you are tired, you should rest for a while. Let Changsheng take care of you."

Li Xuanan's originally good mood suddenly turned a lot worse.Standing up with a dark face, he snorted coldly and made way for him.

Looking at Gu Changsheng sitting at the table, Li Xuan'an's mood was extremely complicated.

In general, Gu Changsheng found a way to cultivate again, and he is no longer a useless person. Li Xuanan is very happy about this.

But looking at Gu Changsheng who was sitting at the table, Li Xuan'an couldn't help feeling angry.

Filled with hatred in his heart, like a ghost, he said indifferently: "Some time ago, I went through nine days of thunder and calamity, and I have reached the realm of crossing the calamity."

However, the few people at the mahjong table were chatting happily, and they didn't care what Li Xuanan said at all.

……

Unconsciously, Li Xuan'an let out a long sigh, and Li Xuan'an felt even more congested.

(End of this chapter)