Heartthrob forced to scum all over the cultivation world

Wei Yi, the young lord of Wangxu City, skipped class today and set off from the martial arts training ground on Guiya Mountain in the western outskirts of the city. He and his friends rode on the master's giant tortoise and flew to the tower dam on the mountainside, where they were going to part ways. .

Wangxu City is in spring at this time, with dense clusters of flowers, colorful and colorful, known as the Flower City.Looking from a distance, the main city tower stands majestically in the center of four high mountains, supported by auspicious clouds, connected by bridges and trestles, with mountains and water forming a boundary on the high places, and behind it are endless deep mountains and mountains, green and green, connecting to the sky.

As soon as the young city master jumped off the giant tortoise, he ran into Gu Zongzhu who was standing on the dam with his father drinking tea.Gu Zongzhu is tall and tall, with black hair like a waterfall, face like snow, eyes like stars, and water vapor lingering and steaming all over his body, he is completely different from ordinary people.Surprise suddenly appeared on the face of the young city master who still had baby fat. He rolled over and got off the giant tortoise. He rushed over with a smile on his face, and asked Gu Zongzhu in a sweet voice: "Sovereign master, I heard that there will be a small budding event in seven days. Brother's birthday banquet, will my brother's eyes heal by then?"

The 13-year-old young city lord has poor spiritual roots, mediocre aptitude, loves to play games, and doesn't like to practice. If it weren't for a rich and powerful city lord as his father, who would feed in panacea and miraculous medicines like pigs every day, probably in this cultivation world where the aura is thin He couldn't even touch the door of self-cultivation, let alone reach the second level of Qi Refining today.

The city lord Wei Xiu grabbed the small hair bag on his son's head, and his narrow eyes hid the deep meaning and warning that the young city lord still couldn't understand.

Wei Jiulang is Wei Yi's nickname, and since he is the ninth child of the city lord, he calls out the titles of elder brother and sister. He is usually a bit silly and heartless, so he doesn't know where he came from. A new nickname came out, "the foolish son of the castellan's family".

The idiot son of Wei Chengzhu's family is very shy like the younger daughter's family. He only dares to speak loudly in front of acquaintances. With a flower hairpin stuck in it, her words and deeds are so cute and naive, if you look at her from the wrong eye, she really looks like a little girl.

"Of course I heard that the suzerain has sent invitations to the Bafang sect, masters and brothers, etc., and I want to go to congratulate brother Yaer first when I come back, and give Jiulang's gift first, so as not to get my gift and When the uncles put them together, they don’t look good, and they don’t show my intentions.” When the young city lord said this, his slightly long eyelashes fluttered and his eyelids moved, as if the wings of a black crow were misplaced. place.

"I think you don't want to go to class, and you deliberately came here to trick me and Gu Zongzhu. Besides, your brother Ya'er is no better than others, and doesn't like you to quarrel with him all day long. Go back to your training ground quickly, or you won't be able to eat tonight."

Wei Jiulang froze there immediately like a bolt from the blue, pinching the corners of his clothes aggrievedly, his big eyes fluttering back and forth, and finally took out a large bouquet of hydrangeas still stained with dew from the Qiankun ring, and held them carefully He said, "If you don't eat it, you don't eat it, Zongzhu Gu, can I go and see Brother Ya'er?"

Gu Zongzhu, who had been silent all this time, was dressed in white clothes, spotless, unsmiling, and even if his murderous aura was subdued, it would be daunting enough.

This taciturn Gu Zongzhu only focuses on two things on weekdays, one is cultivation, and the other is healing the eyes of his beloved son.

Now it is said that there is a magic method for the treatment, so I come out to relax and drink tea with my friend City Lord Wei.

Probably because he was in a good mood, Gu Zongzhu was particularly pleasing to the eyes of this nephew who looked like a little girl, and it was rare for him to exude a trace of warmth from that iceberg face.He gently touched the head of his nephew Wei Jiulang with his hand, and his voice was very deep and gentle: "Go, Xiao Yaer doesn't have many friends, and she has a cold temper like me, and she is very spoiled and weird when she gets angry. As long as you are in his eyes and in line with his wishes, and you are willing to talk to him more, I should thank you."

"Where is it? People lose their temper when they are in a bad mood. I also lose my temper when I am in a bad mood. Brother Xiaoya'er loses his temper and looks better than others. I think...it's good."

Gu Zongzhu smiled, patted Wei Jiulang on the shoulder again, and said, "Go."

Wei Jiulang immediately raised his eyebrows at the city lord's father, and continued to rush to the back mountain in three steps at a time, for fear that he would be stopped by his father if he was one step too late, which would delay his important event.

16 years ago, although Wangxu City was the lord of the south, protecting the common people, it was not very prosperous. Only then did Xucheng prosper, until it became the place where the north and south roads must pass today.

In the original Wangxu City, there was only one main building soaring into the sky, and the four small buildings were connected by ladders for ordinary people to use. However, after Gu Zongzhu came, he circled a hill at the back of the mountain and built a palace that is more magnificent than the main city building. !

Wei Jiulang hadn't been born at that time, and he only heard the old people in the city talk about the grand occasion when Gu Zongzhu came to the town with his baby in his arms.It is said that that day almost the inner disciples of the Jingshan Gate came in droves, and a snow-white crane bridge was erected in the sky. After people left, the bustle and bustle suddenly resumed.

The old man also said that the baby in Gu Zongzhu's arms was crying all the time, crying so hard that no one could coax him, Gu Zongzhu had no choice, he didn't even come to the celebration banquet held by the city lord for him, The panaceas sent by the city lord were even more useless. Instead, they confiscated the self-raised ewes of the city residents, squeezed a bowl of goat milk with their own hands, dipped some with their little fingers, sent them to the baby's mouth, and personally After taking a sip and going over, repeated hundreds of times, it made him stop crying.

At that time, Wei Jiulang didn't understand why the old man was full of pity when he said these words. Later, when he became more sensible, he realized that the brother Xiaoya'er who was held in the heart by Gu Zongzhu was originally a mortal womb without spiritual roots. , can't eat those great nourishing fairy products, can't use any magic weapon and medicine that can be used by a cultivator, although his father is a genius of comprehension that is rare in a thousand years, and his mother is probably a mortal with no foundation, so he created such a Incompleteness is a sad and ridiculous waste in the eyes of everyone.

After all, the lifespan of a mortal is only sixty, and any catastrophe or minor illness can kill him.

The body of a mortal is like a clay sculpture, and any sword can break the flesh and bones.

A mortal's youthful appearance is only ten years away, and decay is like maggots attached to bones, and death follows like a shadow.

That's why Gu Zongzhu is so nervous. He is an only seedling. He is no longer the chief of Jingshanmen, the head of the three sects. He just came to this mundane place to be a townsman with no future at all.She would not hesitate to cut off her robes and justice with Master Jingshan's head, just for the sake of this fragile baby.

To be honest, if Wei Jiulang wasn't the son of the city lord, he would never have imagined how the lord Gu loved his son as much as his life just because of his icy and unsmiling demeanor.

However, he is the son of the city lord, and since he was a child running around in the main city, he often saw Gu Zongzhu come out to bask in the sun with his little brother in a red cloak in his arms when the weather was good.

The red cloak hat was so big that it almost covered most of the little brother's face, only showing the delicate and beautiful face underneath, showing the tip of the nose and pale pink lips.

The sun was like dust, falling on the green grass and the red clothes, it was so warm, I don't know whether it was the sun too dazzling or the little brother's hand stretched out from the cloak was too white, which made Wei Jiulang unable to open his eyes, almost forced tears out .

But even though his eyes hurt like hell, he really wanted to take a look at Gu Zongzhu's baby bump with his short legs, and wanted to play with that little brother, but he was caught by his father all of a sudden, holding him by the back collar Angrily reprimanded: [Stop being presumptuous! 】

When his father slipped away, the young master who could only run and couldn't speak clearly saw the little brother in the small cloak who seemed to look back at him, and then hugged Gu Zongzhu's neck tightly, snuggling , as if he planned to live like this for the rest of his life, to grow on the body of Gu Zongzhu, to connect flesh to flesh, and bones to fuse together.

Later, Wei Jiulang got older. When he was more than five years old, he was led by the father of the city lord to the palace in the back mountain. He walked through layers of screen doors that opened automatically, stepping on a screen door made of precious furs of exotic animals. The gorgeous carpet, smelling the cold fragrance in the air, Wei Jiulang became nervous ignorantly, and finally stood in front of the last screen door painted with hydrangeas, watching the last screen door slowly open, revealing Amid thousands of candlelight, the frail young man sat in Gu Zongzhu's arms.

The young man's long hair is loose and loose behind him, and he is wearing a soft silver nightgown. His legs are folded together like fishtails and exposed from the middle of the nightgown. The candlelight flickered, and the shadows moved like fire.

Wei Jiulang was so nervous that day that he didn't dare to say a word, he was afraid that if he gasped, he would offend that little brother who looked like a painting, but that little brother looked like an unattainable flower on a high mountain, but actually She has a cute and interesting personality. After waiting for a long time, she didn't wait to talk to her playmate who came to play with her, so she turned around and complained: [Daddy, please return the product, this is a fool. 】

Whenever Wei Jiulang recalled the scene of meeting Gu Beiya at that time, he couldn't help but blush, until now, whenever someone pronounced Gu Beiya's name, he would feel palpitations, palpitations for no reason.

The young city lord couldn't bear the strange heart palpitations, but he couldn't bear not to see the other party. He could endure it for two days at most, and then he bought bags of snacks at the market and went to chat with Gu Beiya. Chatting all over the place, what? It is said that from the time I wake up early in the morning to rest at sunset, everything is in detail.Gu Beiya just listened, and occasionally came to a curious place, and then opened his mouth to ask a few words.

Sometimes Wei Jiulang felt that what he said was meaningless, especially the matter of cultivation, which was very boring, but Gu Beiya loved to listen, especially, and often reached out curiously, wanting Wei Jiulang to teach him some simple formulas , but Gu Beiya... can't see... so the technique is always wrong, even if it is right, it can't be used.People who don't even have a spiritual root, no matter how many times they do it, there will be no miracles.

Walking through the long corridor that I don't know how many times, Wei Jiulang walked like flying, and his small body that had not yet grown up was lucky on his feet. After a short while, he climbed up the mountain from the side and turned from the corridor to the atrium. Enter the dormitory full of layers of tight restrictions.

Said it was a bedroom, but Wei Jiulang actually thought it was more like a prison that existed only for Gu Beiya.Gu Zongzhu loves his son eagerly, and he is afraid that he will make mistakes when he goes out or retreats, so countless restrictions are imposed on this temple, which are invisible to the naked eye. Once someone touches it, it will instantly arouse layer by layer and emit a scarlet light. The trespasser lowered the fire from the sky, raised the hexagonal golden bell, and instantly summoned Gu Zongzhu, the powerful Nascent Soul, to kill the thief and protect his son.

Such terrifying and thorough protection naturally imprisoned Gu Beiya who lived in it in disguise. Not to mention Xiao Yaer's brother's legs are healthy, he can walk and jump, even if he can fly, he can't get out. Gu Zongzhu has to hold Gu Beiya himself. , this prohibition does not occur.

Therefore, as the only young city lord in the entire continent who can enter this place, he feels a little inexplicable pride when he thinks of this place.It is obvious that Little Ya'er brother has never left Sect Master Gu's arms since he was born, never seen the sun, never met new friends, and just sat in the dormitory waiting day after day, waiting for Sect Master Gu to say to him, Son, I have found a cure for your eye disease for my father'.

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"Little Ya'er!" The young city master didn't like to call brother in front of Gu Beiya very much these days, so after omitting the word "brother", it was only natural that he only called Xiao Ya'er, just like Gu Zongzhu called.

As the young city master rushed to the room with a large bouquet of light purple and light pink hydrangeas in his hands, the surroundings were closed, the windows were closed, but countless candles were lit, Gu Beiya in the room naturally turned his head to look at him happily .

I saw Gu Zongzhu holding his beloved in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, sitting in the air, wearing a robe with fiery red and dark gold patterns on his body, half of his long hair was tied up, and the remaining half was behind him , the toes protruding from the long hem of the clothes, the white flowers are as eye-catching as the hands.Gu Beiya, who has a lofty temperament and is as calm as water, is completely like two people when he is not smiling and when he is showing his face.

Obviously, Sect Master Gu's big baby is in a very good mood today, and he didn't throw a fan over when he heard the silly son of the city lord's family shouting so loudly. Show him around."

As soon as the words fell, the short-haired boy named Fanyin nodded slightly, tapped his fingertips a few times in the air, and then manipulated Gu Beiya, who could not stand on his own, to turn around in the air a few times.Even if Gu Beiya couldn't see it, he knew that the clothes were excellent, but he hoped that someone could share his joy with him, so he talked a little more, and his tone couldn't hide his excitement: "Look, this is the clothes that Daddy made Does the clothes I wear to meet guests look good after seven days? My father said that when I am ready, I will heal my eyes in six days. When my eyes are cured, my legs will be fine. He also said that he will help me find a spirit that can be created Root's secret treasure, I can practice in the future, just like you."

The young city lord Wei Jiulang stared blankly at the boy named Fan Yin, who he had never seen before.

"Jiulang?" Gu Beiya slowly sat on the ground, not knowing what kind of little Jiujiu was in the other party's heart, so he patted the seat beside him happily, "Sit down."

Only then did Wei Jiulang come back to his senses, and carefully sat on the side away from the sound of the fan, while giving Gu Beiya the hydrangeas in full bloom in his hand, while restraining his undue disappointment, he asked pretendingly curiously: "Little Ya'er, who is he?" who?"

Gu Beiya smiled mysteriously and introduced, "It's also a gift."

"what gift?"

Gu Beiya lowered her head gently, pinching her hair with her fingers and curling it slightly, her tone full of happiness: "Daddy gave me the weapon spirit. I will be able to practice soon. Daddy said that he has prepared everything for me. In the future The ancestor will accept me as a closed disciple, the senior sister will teach me how to control the sword, and the senior brother will catch me a dragon to make a spirit beast..."

"In the future, I should not delay Dad's cultivation... He has been stuck here for 16 years, and his cultivation has made no progress, all because he is always looking for a suitable Fire Eye Stone for me..."

"Jiulang, I'm about to see what Daddy looks like. Just listening to your description is not enough. I want to see him, and if I can cultivate properly and build a foundation, I can stay with him for another 100 years..." Gu Beiya's mood fluctuated violently , tears overflowed from the eyes that were always closed tightly, but still smiled, "You know what? I can only tell you these words. Daddy still has a long life span. In retreat, he said that he may not have been with anyone so day and night, so the 800 years of taking care of me have been very difficult for him. He was so sad that he would wake up occasionally when he meditated, for fear that he would never finish his practice. It’s gone, and when I open my eyes again, I’m already a pile of bones.”

"Gu Zongzhu...he really cares about my brother." Wei Jiulang, the young city lord, felt very uncomfortable for Gu Beiya's words, and hurriedly wiped the tears on Gu Beiya's face, and said with relief, "Beautiful days are coming, brother, don't you You want to cry. When you get married in the lower realm, it is said that if the bride cries, it will be unlucky..."

Gu Beiya's tears fell silently, her smile was shallow, and she didn't take it seriously: "Whatever it is, I'm not married, nor a bride."