Bai Yueguang, who became a boss after escaping from death

"How did your swordsmanship improve by leaps and bounds?" Zhen Ziang sent the crowd away with great effort, and after closing the door, he turned around and asked in doubt, "Could it be that you were instructed by the suzerain?"

Gu Jingyu took a sip of tea, the teacup paused on his lips, he hesitated to speak and shook his head: "No."

His mind and soul are already at the half-step Mahayana realm. Although limited by the physical realm, after many worlds of experience, his combat experience is far beyond what these disciples can match.

Not to mention using a sword technique like Ling Taixu, even with just one swing of the sword, the sword intent contained in it may only be matched by Qiu Zhaoye.

"You can't hide it from me." Zhen Ziang seemed happier than he was, and grabbed Gu Jingyu's hand, "The first time you entered the inner hall, you got advice from the suzerain. It seems that his elderly family cares about you, and maybe he will accept you. For personal disciples."

Gu Jingyu glanced at the other's wrist, and said what he wanted to say, what are you doing holding him?He was about to withdraw his hand, but he met the other party's eager eyes, seeming to be genuinely happy for him.

He has been wearing books for a long time, and he has almost forgotten what it feels like to be taken to heart.In this world, he has always devoted himself to Qiu Zhaoye, dedicating everything to him, even at the cost of his life, even if it is due to the mission, but in the end it is only he who cares about others.

He was a little stunned, but after thinking about it, the other party's misunderstanding seemed a little big. To avoid complications, he explained: "It's nothing, we... haven't said a few words."

Zhen Ziang looked at him suspiciously, and said with a clear understanding: "Okay, if you don't have it, you don't have it. By the way, are you hungry? I'll give you the next step."

It was only then that Gu Jingyu remembered that his cultivation base was supposed to be in the foundation building stage, and although he had stepped into the threshold of cultivating immortals, he hadn't yet bigued, so he should feel hungry.

So nodded.

He hasn't eaten anything since he came back to this world, even to cover up his cultivation, he should eat as usual.

Zhen Ziang raised his foot and just stepped out of the door, but saw that the crowd did not disperse, but gathered outside the courtyard gate. Seeing him coming out, someone stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Senior brother Zhen, is it true? The suzerain personally instructed Lin Junior brother?"

Zhen Ziang showed a smug look on his face, as if he was the one who got the advice, he nodded and said: "That's natural." He glanced at the other party as he spoke, and whispered: "Junior brother doesn't want to make public, so don't mess around..."

Before he finished speaking, the crowd dispersed.He paused, shrugged disapprovingly after a while, and turned to go to the small kitchen.

When Gu Jingyu inside the room heard the movement outside the door, a trace of ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

It seems that today's behavior is indeed a bit high-profile.

But if he didn't accept the challenge at that time, he would be suspected of being convicted, and he would definitely encounter a steady stream of troubles in the future.Not only did he have to accept, but he also had to win, otherwise he would really fall into the hands of Law Enforcement Hall, how could he endure the pain of flesh and blood?

However, his worry didn't last long. It didn't take half a stick of incense before a wisp of fragrance wafted from outside the door, making his eyes brighten.

The milky white fine noodles are topped with a layer of hot sesame oil, and the aroma of the sauce on the bottom of the plate pours into the nostrils through the noodles, and the chopped green onions are embellished, which is very delicious.

The glutton in his stomach was hooked up.

"Brother's craftsmanship is so good?" He took a sip expectantly, but froze instantly.

The chopsticks were hanging in the air, hesitating whether to continue sending them to his mouth.

Seeing him stop, Zhen Ziang showed surprise, "What's the matter? Don't you like the scallion noodles the most on weekdays?"

He smiled awkwardly.

like?What is the original taste?

This side was so pale it looked straight out of plain water.

In his mind, he tried hard to recall Hualan mandarin fish, five-spice pigeon, canary bird, and roasted duck in the oven...then he swallowed it with the aroma in his memory.

He's going down the mountain!

He had always been tempted to act, and after sending Zhen Ziang away, when the dusk fell, he quietly entered the trail behind the mountain again.

When he came back to the Zuixian Tower last time, he heard a few rumors about the demon king, which mostly dissipated his interest, so he returned early, and today he must order all his favorite dishes.

When the table was full of dishes, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks.

At this moment, the waiter was serving the dishes, looked him up in surprise, and said twice, "I didn't expect this guest officer to be so young, and he was also an old gourmet. The dishes are all ready."

Gu Jingyu was a little surprised when he heard this. In his previous life, he remembered that this dish was a signature dish, so he asked, "Why didn't you place an order?"

"This dish takes a lot of work, and I can't cook much in a day. Now that the business in the store is so good that it's too busy, the shopkeeper simply withdraws this dish, and only makes it for regular customers who know this dish. I saw you ordering before. I thought you were a regular customer in our store, but I don't think your age looks like..."

The waiter said with a hint of doubt on his face.

When the two of them said this, Gu Jingyu felt a line of sight from not far away, he looked along the line of sight, and saw a figure in a blue shirt with a toga and long sleeves in the private seat on the second floor.

The man had performed a concealment technique, and he could only see the hazy outline of his face, but his demeanor was incompatible with the bustling wine shop.

Realizing that he was looking over, the other party straightened his slightly sideways face, and then picked up the wine glass unhurriedly.

Gu Jingyu saw at a glance a pot of Qiulubai lying desertedly on his desk.

He inexplicably felt that figure was somewhat familiar.

Something... like Qiu Zhaoye?

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he sneered and denied it.

How could Qiu Zhaoye come to such a lively place?

That ice cube face wished he could be thousands of miles away, and the Guanghan Palace on the moon was more suitable for him.

Without thinking too much, Gu Jingyu began to savor the delicious food. Not long after, he suddenly felt a faint wave of spiritual flow, and when he raised his eyes again, the figure in the blue shirt disappeared.

He stared fixedly at the empty seat, and the waiter at the side followed his gaze and smiled, "The guest officer has left, I have to take the table quickly, so as not to be snatched first."

As soon as the waiter moved his legs, Gu Jingyu held him down.

"You recognize him?"

The waiter shook his head, "Yes, I don't."

This made Gu Jingyu curious, "What do you mean?"

The waiter cheered, "If you don't know him, this guest officer comes every month, and every time he only orders a pot of Qiulubai. Sometimes he sits for a while, and sometimes he sits for half a night. It's been almost 30 years. We all know him in the store."

"If you say you know him, he has never shown his face, let alone left his name behind."

As he spoke, he sighed slightly, looking at the empty tables and chairs, and said in a daze: "Every time I am alone, as if I am waiting for someone, but I have never waited for it. It looks quite lonely."

When the waiter came back to his senses, he quickly smirked, and tried to push Gu Jingyu away from holding his hand, "I have to clear the table quickly, that guest officer is very generous, if you come a little later, tipping will be fine." was preempted by others.”

Gu Jingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and let go of the waiter, "Go."

The waiter ran away happily.Gu Jingyu followed the waiter all the way to the empty seat on the second floor, paused for a while, and finally closed his eyes.

This is Xiujie, there are many weird people with out-of-this-world temperament, what does he care about?

He shrugged his shoulders, quickly put this insignificant episode behind him, and concentrated on dealing with a table full of good dishes.

After a long time, he was finally full of food and drink, staggered all the way back to the courtyard, and fell headfirst into the soft bedding.

Until the next day, when he was in the middle of the day, he heard the noisy voices of the disciples in the martial arts training ground outside the door when he was in a daze.

"It's already a quarter past noon, let's reap the rewards, the dinner hall will be closed!"

When he heard this sound, he sat up straight suddenly, it was three quarters in the afternoon!He slept until noon!

Because he has the name of an injured person, he doesn't need to be on duty, and no one controls him, so no one disturbs him no matter how late he sleeps.

He buried his face in his palms, a little dumbfounded, and the alcohol capacity of this body is too bad... In order to keep vigilant at all times, he deliberately restrained his alcohol intake, and didn't drink a few glasses at all.

The last time he went down the mountain and brought two jars of wine back to the Pear Blossom Forest, he fell asleep shortly after laying on the branch of a tree. At that time, he thought it was because he had just crossed the road and his mind was not stable, but now it seems that he was drunk at that time!

He was a little depressed. He was not drunk before a thousand cups, but the gap was a bit big...

But now is not the time to think about these things, Qiu Zhaoye asked him to go to the inner hall for treatment at Chenshi every day, and he was almost two hours late!

He hurriedly changed into clean clothes, and blew into the Changqing Palace like the wind.

On the high seat in the inner hall, a blue and white figure was staring at something in a daze, when seeing him coming, he immediately put the thing into his sleeve.

"The disciple is late, please be punished by the suzerain." He came to the seat and saluted with some trepidation.

Being late for so long, he didn't know how Qiu Zhaoye would punish him. He was thinking wildly, and the scene where his master in his previous life took out a ruler and slapped his palm, while Qiu Zhaoye was watching coldly.

He was prepared in his heart, the most he could get was a few whips, so come on.

But he didn't hear a response for a long time. He raised his head slowly in doubt, but saw that the other party was staring at him intently.

The eyes of the two met, Qiu Zhaoye's pupils trembled extremely weakly, and no one noticed.

What Gu Jingyu didn't know was that no one in the sect dared to look directly at Qiu Zhaoye like this. No matter in his previous life or in this life, he had never paid attention to the details of the relationship between others and Qiu Zhaoye. As a modern person, he took it for granted. It is common practice to look directly.

In the past, he didn't need to be humble.

After being quiet for a long time, Qiu Zhaoye finally spoke, "You..." He paused for a while, and continued after seemingly deliberating, "I heard that you are good at swordsmanship?"

Gu Jingyu was stunned for a moment, the news spread to the Changqing Palace so quickly?

His eyes moved slightly, and he said perfunctorily: "It's just a fluke to beat a senior brother."

At the same time, there was a murmur in his heart, why did Qiu Zhaoye seem to have no intention of punishing him at all, but instead asked about his sword skills?

"Dance for a while, this deity will take a look."

Gu Jingyu raised his head in surprise when he heard the words, could it be that he really wanted to call him?Is this the sun coming out from the west?

He hesitated for a moment, but still called out the sword.

Fortunately, the inner hall was spacious enough, so basic sword moves like Ling Taixu would not be timid.

Sword dancing is not a battle, and there is no need to win, so he didn't infuse the sword intent, but simply danced the moves, and the movements were in place.

Qiu Zhaoye's gaze was fixed on his turned wrist and body posture, and his eyes, which were always dark and bottomless like a deep well, lighted up slightly, as if full of some kind of anticipation.

But with Gu Jingyu's movement, after more than a dozen moves, the flames that ignited in those eyes gradually dimmed.

After the rehearsal was over, Gu Jingyu quickly withdrew his sword, but he didn't hear Qiu Zhaoye's voice for a long time.

"metropolitan?"

He tentatively reminded.

Qiu Zhaoye came back to his senses, nodded slowly thoughtfully, "Not bad."

"But your agility... is somewhat unusual, even better. Who taught you?"

Gu Jingyu was shocked.

In his previous life, he fell into the magic gate after dissecting the golden core. In order to quickly recover his cultivation, he broke the system restrictions and forcibly invoked algorithms to re-deduce and transform all the martial arts of his sect. He also used various spirit treasures, so he cultivated Advances by leaps and bounds, and returned to the stage of transforming gods in a few years.

He was not a master who was diligent in cultivation, and his masters in the previous life often punished him for this, but at that time, he had to recover his cultivation in a short time, so it was a last resort.

Because of this, all the exercises he practiced are different from ordinary people, but this kind of change will never be seen unless he has a high level of cultivation.

Since he fell into the magic gate, he has only seen Qiu Zhaoye on the day of his death, so he has never seen Qiu Zhaoye in this way.

He thought for a while and said: "Before in Yufengtang, the basic sword moves were taught by the senior brothers. Maybe there are too many people teaching them, so it is inevitable that some rules will be messed up."

"Really?" Qiu Zhaoye stared at him intently for a while, his eyes were full of scrutiny, like a bay of cold pool, and said after a while: "Since they said that you have been taught by the deity, if I don't give you some advice, Don’t you live up to the rumors?”

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Qiu: Am I wrong again? (wronged, sad, desperate)

Author: Read that right~~bao~believe in yourself!