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

Chapter 234

Daoist Wuzheng's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, sometimes cold and sometimes furious.

Along with the change of his face, the aura around the old Taoist became stronger and weaker.

"It's just a pawn, you deserve to drag me into the water?"

Qian Huanxian's voice was cold, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Things were completely out of his control, which obviously made this arrogant fairy angry.

A trace of expectation appeared on Gu Changsheng's face. It seemed that only Taoist Wu Zheng could solve the dead situation in front of him.

But what made Gu Changsheng a little desperate was that Taoist Wuzheng's yelling and cursing gradually became smaller, as if he had been completely suppressed by Qian Huanxian.

A trace of fear flashed across Qian Huanxian's face, he took a deep breath, and whispered to himself: "The ants are going crazy, it just adds to the laughingstock."

After speaking, he looked at Gu Changsheng and raised his finger again.

Just as Qian Huanxian was about to use his Dao Jue to completely erase Gu Changsheng, a deep voice sounded slowly.

"I have practiced all my life, and there are people like you who look down on me."

"Among these people, some of them I can't beat, and some of them I can't afford to offend, so I will bear it."

"But your bastard is not among them."

"Do you understand, you don't deserve it."

Qian Huanxian couldn't help but look ugly after being so insulted.

But Taoist Wuzheng didn't give him a chance to speak back, and continued to speak out.

"However, you bastard is indeed insidious, with thousands of years of layout, and a lot of skill."

"Wumingguan's Daojue passed down from generation to generation, I never thought it was you who made it...Dirty, your mind is dirtier than shit!"

"Are you worthy of calling yourself a fairy?"

Taoist Wuzheng's voice gradually became louder. Apart from anger, there was also a trace of sadness in his voice.

"you dare!"

Qian Huanxian's frightened and angry voice sounded, and there was finally a little panic in his tone.

Daoist Wuzheng did not speak.

Afterwards, there were bursts of spiritual explosions on the old Taoist priest's body, the joints were torn inch by inch, the bones were broken, and there was a roar at the dantian, and the skin was ripped apart.

In just a few seconds, Taoist Wuzheng's physical body has lost its human form.

After a while, Taoist Wuzheng's slightly complacent voice sounded.

"Stupid idiot, how do you feel about being ruined by Laozi for thousands of years?"

However, Qian Huanxian did not answer the old Taoist's question.

His voice sounded, and he regained his composure: "Gu Changsheng, we will meet again."

Gu Changsheng narrowly escaped death, but there was no trace of joy in his heart.

With cold eyes, he said softly, "Give me a chance, and I'll stuff you back into your mother's ass."

After a pause, Gu Changsheng asked with a smile: "Senior Wuzheng, is it right to scold this kind of bastard? Is it strong enough?"

"It would be better to add two more 'his*'." Taoist Wuzheng seemed to react for a moment, then hesitated for a while before answering.

Gu Changsheng nodded: "Okay, I will pay attention next time."

"Yelang is just arrogant." Qian Huanxian dropped the words and fell silent.

Gu Changsheng felt that a breath left the old Taoist priest's body and disappeared without a trace.

Daoist Wuzheng finally gained complete control over his body, and collapsed heavily on the ground.

He fell asleep on his back, looking at the vast sky, with blood and tears in the corners of his eyes.

After a long while, the old Taoist's voice sounded: "Ren Yong is still in Wuming Temple, bring him up, I'm going to die, I have to explain a few words."

Gu Changsheng's figure flickered when he heard the words, he tried his best to exercise his body skills, and rushed towards Wuming Temple.

Rushing into the Taoist temple, he immediately saw Ren Yong who was sleeping on the ground.

Gu Changsheng picked up the little Taoist priest, tapped his forehead with his sword finger, and ran towards the top of the mountain again.

Ren Yong slowly opened his eyes, only to find that he was being carried by Gu Changsheng in his hands, and he was rushing on his way like lightning.

"Brother Changsheng, what's the matter?"

Hearing the little Taoist's words, Gu Changsheng was silent. He didn't know how to explain it, so he could only speed up again.

Not long after, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Gu Changsheng put down the little Taoist priest, and ruthlessly led him to the boulder on the top of the mountain.

"Brother Changsheng, why do you..."

Ren Yong was talking, but suddenly saw the dying old Taoist.

The little Taoist was stunned for a moment, his lips were trembling, and his eyes were extremely dull.

It wasn't until Gu Changsheng patted him lightly that Ren Yong came back to his senses and stumbled over.

His knees softened, and the little Taoist knelt beside Taoist Wuzheng.

"What's wrong with you..."

"Don't scare me, Renyong is timid, you know that."

"Master? You... say something."

But Taoist Wuzheng didn't say a word, and he didn't have the slightest breath.

"Didn't you even meet for the last time..." Gu Changsheng murmured to himself.

Hearing Ren Yong's voice, he felt extremely uncomfortable, gritted his teeth and looked up at the sky.

"Hey... Hey! Do you think that I left without seeing me for the last time?"

Daoist Wuzheng made a sound suddenly, which startled Ren Yong and Gu Changsheng.

……

"Don't fucking piss the horse, it's just a dead master, what are you crying about?"

Daoist Wuzheng was full of spirit and his voice was very loud.

But Gu Changsheng let out a long sigh, this is probably a flashback.

"Someone will tell you how I died, so I won't talk nonsense."

"I asked you to come here, not to avenge me. Just to chat with you."

"Ren Yong, do you still remember that in the winter when you were eight years old, you suddenly wanted to eat watermelon?"

Little Taoist Renyong was already sobbing, but when he heard his master's question, he still suppressed his grief and responded: "I remember."

"Then you should also remember that I ran to the city and took you to find watermelons all night, right?"

The little Taoist burst into tears, was speechless, and nodded heavily.

"In the end, I found a watermelon for us. I remember that the watermelon was very expensive because it was winter. In the end, I exchanged half of the watermelon for you with my Taoist robe."

When Ren Yong heard this, he cried even more sadly.

Of course he remembered that in the twelfth lunar month of winter, the old Taoist priest took off his Taoist robe and exchanged half of a watermelon for his eight-year-old apprentice.

"Benevolent and brave, I gave you your Dao name, and it's the same as your temperament. The courage of the benevolent, with compassion in his heart, can't tolerate a little sand in his eyes."

"However, you have a bad temper and are easy to suffer."

"Master went out for half a year and asked you to look after the house, but the Taoist temple was gone, and you were beaten to death yourself. What kind of thing is this..."

Hearing this, the little Taoist cried out repeatedly, "I'll change it, I'll change it later, don't worry."

Unexpectedly, Taoist Wuzheng cleared his throat, and said, "It doesn't matter if you change it or not."

After a pause, the old Taoist continued: "Master told you about that watermelon to tell you. No matter what your cultivation level or achievements are in the future, you are worth that valuable watermelon."

When Taoist Wuzheng said this, his voice had already started to drop slowly.

"When things happen in the future, if you think the world is strange, don't feel wronged. Renyong, just think about that watermelon that Master bought for you back then."

After Taoist Wuzheng finished speaking, his hands dropped limply, and he didn't make any more sound.

Little Taoist Renyong wailed loudly and almost fainted.

Gu Changsheng also wiped the corners of his eyes, and heaved a long sigh.

The mountain wind blows, leaving infinite sadness.

Suddenly, the voice of the old Taoist sounded again: "Fucking me again!"

……

Ren Yong cried a little, and his emotions were a little incoherent.

"Ren Yong, I will accept apprentices in the future, and I will change the name of "Qingshenjue" to Lao Tzu! Change it to "Qingshenjue."

"Damn it, it really hurts, this time I'm really going to die."

"Wu Xianyuan, I don't have a relationship with immortals. I just didn't fucking choose my name..."

After a while, Taoist Wuzheng lost his breath again.

Ren Yong waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for his master to open his eyes and say "I lied to you".

On this day, Wu Xianyuan died, his cultivation was returned to heaven and earth, and his body turned into smoke and dust.

On this day, Qian Huanxian's thousands of years of calculations were broken, and the immortal face was disgraced.

On this day, Wuming Temple lost its master, and Ren Yong lost his master.

　Second update~
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