Chapter 753: The Great Wushi
After Gu An taught Xiao Lan how to awaken the Taichu Hunyuan body, he did not ask much about the situation of the genius of the Xiao family.
Xiao Lan did not expect him to worry about it personally. It was enough for her to get this method. Afterwards, she did not mention this matter again, but took Gu An to continue to visit the Xiao family.
Today, the Xiao family dominates the area, and there are significant changes every hundred years. She knows that Gu An likes to wander around, so she plans to take Gu An around more. If Gu An likes this place, he will come here often in the future.
After the two men left, a young man in white opened his eyes in the square and looked towards the magnificent palace in front of him.
"Strange, was the feeling just now an illusion?"
The young man in white murmured to himself. He looked around, then closed his eyes again and continued to practice.
As time passed, Gu An spent all his time relaxing, except for his fixed monthly plan of picking herbs. He even transformed himself into a mortal and played games in the human world.
He had been a farmer, a scholar, fished on the coast, hunted in the mountains, and also served as a powerful official in the court, stirring up trouble. Each of his identities would have an end. He would not maintain cause and effect with anyone, nor would he reveal his identity as an immortal cultivator.
In this way, eight hundred thousand years passed quickly since he inherited Gu Xuanyou's memories.
Eighty thousand years have passed, and the battle for the Son of Heaven has completely broken out. Those powerful worlds have been hit hardest and have become battlefields. The luck of heaven has also begun to spread, affecting more and more worlds, and the Tianling world cannot escape this turmoil.
More and more geniuses are born in the Tianling World, and there are even several with physiques that are not inferior to the Taichu Hunyuan Body. The growth rate of geniuses can verify the foundation of a sect, and the collision between geniuses can also become an excuse for the ambitious.
The friction between the nine religions in the world will become greater and greater. There is no eternal peace. For many powerful people, peace is a constraint. They lie dormant, waiting for the opportunity to stir up the world.
This year, Gu An rarely held the Spring Festival in the Wu Shi Taoist Temple. Under the hosting of An Zizai, the Spring Festival was very lively. Some fourth-generation disciples drank with Gu An for the first time and were very excited.
At the Spring Banquet, Gu An agreed that the fourth-generation disciples could start accepting disciples. The standards were the same as the previous three generations, and they could only accept one disciple. However, the third-generation disciples could accept a second disciple from now on, which made the disciples even happier.
They are full of affection for Wu Shi and naturally hope that Wu Shi will become stronger and stronger. Wu Shi is standing on the Jiuling Continent, which is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. If they raise their arms and call for help, many people will kneel in front of the temple. Wu Shi has no shortage of sources of genius, but what he lacks is Gu An's willingness to give in.
Evening falls.
Gu An shook the wine jug and looked at the sunset. A shocking war was reflected in his eyes. One world was invading another world. An endless stream of creatures crossed the void and would never stop even if they were smashed to pieces.
"Master, I wrote a list of all the disciples. Would you like to take a look?"
An Xin came and sat down next to Gu An and spoke softly.
Gu An has restrictions on the number of third-generation and fourth-generation disciples he can accept, but not on the number of second-generation disciples. Now the number of Wu Shi disciples has exceeded one hundred and fifty, and the youngest disciple has also grown up. If he goes out, he can stand on his own.
Of course, if one wants to leave Wu Shi, one must at least cultivate into the realm of freedom.
Gu An took the list, flipped it open with one hand and looked at it carefully. He mainly looked at An Xin's words. From the words, he could see the depth of his Taoist meaning and his mood when he wrote.
"Master, if the battle for the emperor affects the Tianling world, can you give our disciples a chance to hone their skills?" An Xin saw that Gu An was in a good mood today, so she smiled and asked softly.
In addition to the pursuit of immortality, the essence of cultivation is to become stronger than others. Practicing for millions of years and being able to only compete with fellow disciples makes the disciples feel bored. They also want to slay demons and save the people, just like the stories written in Gu An's book.
Anxin also wants to do something to put what he has learned into practice.
"Okay, you can arrange it then."
Gu An glanced at An Xin and answered with a smile, but these words made An Xin uneasy. She was afraid that Gu An would be angry.
"Master, if you don't want us to do this, we can stay at home." An Xin quickly expressed her opinion.
Gu An smiled helplessly and said, "I won't beat around the bush with you. Since I've agreed, I must really agree."
After hearing this, An Xin felt relieved.
She didn't know why, but in the past million years, she felt that her master was becoming more and more majestic. Although he still had a smile on his face, his otherworldly temperament brought her increasing pressure. If she felt this way, what about the other disciples?
Gu An listened to her thoughts but did not explain.
He is now too lazy to care what others think. Even if they are nervous in front of him, so what? He won't harm the people around him anyway, so being nervous won't have any impact.
He is now thinking about one thing, when will he break through? He now has a life span of 1116 trillion years, which is huge, but he always feels that it is not stable enough to break through.
Of course, if he were asked to wait for ten trillion years, he wouldn't be able to wait any longer.
After listening to Gu An's words, An Xin felt that she was worrying too much and even began to speculate what her master was thinking.
The master is not a stingy person. He either agrees or disagrees, and never lets his disciples guess.
Then she toasted Gu An with a glass of wine and bowed before leaving.
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In the torn dark void, there were figures of creatures fighting everywhere. Looking around, there were more figures than stars, which was shocking. Various explosions continued to appear from all directions, and time and space were twisting. Mysterious shadows were moving in the darkness.
Zhang Buku, wearing silver armor, was also fighting. He held a spear in his hand and was full of vigor. No one could stop him, and his eyes were always fixed on the mysterious giant shadow in the distance.
Demon Qilin!
Zhang Buku didn't know the name of this demon, nor could he see its true form. He could only see the scarlet eyes of Moluo Qilin, and he was secretly frightened.
What a scary demon!
The momentum is even more powerful than Tianzhenshen!
He was confused. How could the emperor drive such evil demons to fight for him? Didn't the Heavenly Court care? Although he was a heavenly soldier and had the status of an immortal, he didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Heavenly Court. Sometimes when he thought of this, he would feel bitter, and after the bitterness came a greater fighting spirit.
He must step onto the steps to heaven, he must go to heaven! Zhang Buku's eyes became firm, he put aside all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and then rushed towards the direction of the Demon Qilin.
The battle for the emperor has begun. Their mission is to conquer this world. As pioneers, they cannot retreat. The luck of heaven can make them immortal. Since they will not die, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will be brave and fearless.
There were many heavenly soldiers who had the same idea as him, and they were all trying hard to kill the Demon Qilin.
Deep in the extremely distant void, a man in black stood on the head of a huge Demon Qilin. He had his hands clasped across his chest and a cold and arrogant look on his face. He looked down at the heavenly soldiers who were coming towards him, his eyes full of disdain.
(End of this chapter)
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