"who?"
Just when Gu Qingyang was still looking forward to his past and looking forward to the future, he was staring at the creature that looked like a dragon but not a dragon in his hand.
A slightly familiar energy that Gu Qingyang felt suddenly appeared in his perception at this moment.
So, Gu Qingyang put down his hand, put the black dragon he had just named "鏖" into his sleeve, and turned around to look not far away.
"Morou?"
Just for a moment, the figure in front of Gu Qingyang made Gu Qingyang stunned. He did not expect that the person who appeared at this time would be this woman.
Although he felt a little unfamiliar with the name Mo Rou. But he also knew that this woman was his enemy.
Therefore, the moment he saw Mo Rou, his face became much colder.
This woman is just a talented disciple of a fifth-grade sect.
She does have a long way to go in the future. With her qualifications, becoming a powerful bone cultivator is not just a dream.
However, she is not the kind of person who is destined to compete with him. Whether it's in terms of strength, talent or character.
This woman named Mo Rou cannot be compared to him. Otherwise, she, Mo Rou, should not be the loser that day.
But Gu Qingyang couldn't figure out why Mo Rou was out at this time.
Logically speaking, shouldn't a person like her, after experiencing a failure, regroup and practice with great concentration in order to catch up?
Although this Mo Rou's character is indeed a little worse in Gu Qingyang's opinion. However, given her state of mind, she should also have this idea.
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Facing Gu Qingyang's face as cold as frost, Mo Rou smiled sweetly and unexpectedly. At this moment, she was showing great enthusiasm.
It was as if she and Gu Qingyang were not mortal enemies who had fought against each other once, but old friends who had known each other for many years.
At the same moment, after hearing the other party's greeting, Gu Qingyang remained calm on the surface.
But in fact, there was already surprise in his eyes.
That kind of surprise made him stare at the uniquely beautiful witch nun before him.
He found that for a while, he really couldn't figure out why Mo Rou appeared here at this time.
If it were a personal relationship between them, they had never had any friendship at all.
Considering the relationship between them, it was already good that this meeting did not lead to a direct fight.
And if it comes to the relationship between him and Mo Luo Pavilion, then Mo Rou should not appear in this place and come to see him alone.
Gu Qingyang knew that the Moluo Pavilion and the Zhengshen Sect were basically the same. These two sects were the same sect.
Overtly and covertly.
People from these two sects had issued death orders against him. And this also caused him to have constant troubles along the way.
To be honest, at this time, when this talented woman from Mo Luo Pavilion appeared here, he should really take action and kill her here.
But his intuition vaguely reminded him that Mo Rou would come to him at this time, and it probably had nothing to do with Mo Luo Pavilion.
"Between you and me, we are just acquaintances."
"Miss Morou, please respect yourself."
"Based on what you did in Moluo Pavilion, I have every reason to kill you here and let you perish here."
"Furthermore, your appearance really makes me very curious. Is there anything else between you and me that is worthy of you, the witch of Mo Luo Pavilion, going to personally go there?"
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Seeing that Morou didn't say a word after saying hello, Gu Qingyang didn't intend to waste time with her.
Therefore, after pausing for a moment, Gu Qingyang simply spoke directly, clarifying everything directly and asking thoroughly.
At the same time, Mo Rou was completely speechless after hearing what he said.
Facing this talented young man who could completely crush her in all aspects, she no longer knew how to express her feelings.
In fact, Gu Qingyang's guess was absolutely correct.
She indeed did not come to Gu Qingyang under the orders of some people in Moluo Pavilion. She came to Gu Qingyang entirely because of herself.
Since she experienced a failure at the hands of Gu Qingyang last time, she found a crack in her Taoist heart.
That's a mental injury.
Injuries like that can't be cured with just a few heavenly and earthly treasures. The ancients once said that heart diseases require heart medicine. The same goes for heartbreak.
She knew very well that she wanted to heal that scar.
Or, let her defeat Gu Qingyang once and for all, wash away the failure with success, and let the shadow of failure disappear completely.
Or, she would have an honest discussion with Gu Qingyang again. If she could calmly let go of everything and let go of failure.
Then, the mental injuries will naturally heal naturally. Even her cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds as a result.
However, compared to the first approach, the second approach is obviously more realistic. Want her to defeat Gu Qingyang.
She herself knew that such a thing, at least from the current point of view, was absolutely impossible to become a reality.
Therefore, in order to heal her heartache as soon as possible and to get out of the shadow caused by that battle as soon as possible, she had to find Gu Qingyang again.
However, now, Gu Qingyang is in front of her. Whether to fight or to argue, all choices seemed to be presented to her.
But, just when this moment that can determine the outcome truly becomes a reality. Only then did she realize that the courage deep in her heart didn't seem to be that strong.
Facing Gu Qingyang’s questions.
She actually wanted to speak. But she didn't know where to start from, bring this matter up in its entirety, and then solve it.
Therefore, Morou fell silent.
Her smile froze on her face, and her beautiful eyes lost their luster. The sweet smile she had just now was just a disguise at this moment.
But she really didn't want to let Gu Qingyang leave just like that. Because she also knew that this was probably one of the few opportunities for her to meet Gu Qingyang.
In the future, as long as Gu Qingyang does not die, one day, Gu Qingyang will rise with the momentum of an extremely horror movie.
Maybe, it's time for this to come true.
She, Mo Rou, was still standing in her original position. I was afraid she could only look at him from a distance without any chance of meeting him again.
Although, she and Gu Qingyang only dueled once and fought against each other once.
But it was that fight that made her see Gu Qingyang's terrifying talent.
As a genius, she knew very well that as long as such a person did not die, he was destined to rise to become a supreme power.
"If you don't tell me, I will leave."
However, just when Morou was in a daze, Gu Qingyang was the first to speak, directly breaking her silence and restoring clarity to her eyes.
"Don't--"
After hearing and clarifying what Gu Qingyang meant, Mo Rou couldn't help but become anxious. She subconsciously let out a cry of affection and stopped in front of Gu Qingyang.
And Gu Qingyang, looking at her look, seemed to understand. Today, she wouldn't let him go unless something was resolved.
But, what else needs him to solve?
Mo Rou, after all, is recognized as a genius disciple of Mo Luo Pavilion. With the name of witch, she can control the wind and rain in Mo Luo Pavilion no matter what.
Looking at the entire wild world, the fifth-grade sect is indeed not big and cannot be considered the strongest. However, the energy of the fifth-grade sect is already very terrifying.
"Ancient...ancient fellow Taoist."
"Um?"
The next moment, Mo Rou's name successfully attracted Gu Qingyang's attention. He looked at her, with an even stronger look of surprise in his eyes.
"Can you please discuss it with me?"
Mo Rou's next words made all the surprise in Gu Qingyang's eyes disappear. But at the same time, Gu Qingyang couldn't laugh or cry.
He knew that this time, he might have really made things complicated. Because the Morou in front of him was actually thinking about something very simple.
Although the time when Mo Rou spoke was relatively short, he actually saw something in the other person's eyes.
That's fear.
Deep fear.
Desperate fear.
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To be more precise, it is the fear of practitioners who are walking on the path of their own choosing but never see the end.
And Gu Qingyang also understood that the source of the fear in Mo Rou's heart was probably him during the battle.
Both are demon cultivators.
A woman like Mo Rou is better than most bone cultivators of the same age, especially compared to those demonic bone cultivators.
She is already outstanding enough. It's just that she is just better than most people. There are also some people that it is difficult for her to surpass.
In fact, it can never be surpassed.
The ancients said that there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world.
It's not surprising that such people would appear. Sometimes, even Gu Qingyang himself would think about it.
Will the Heavenly Dao of this wild world deliberately create a few guys with more terrifying talents than him in this life to suppress him?
When he thought about it carefully, it was not impossible for such a thing to happen. Rather, it is very likely that it will happen and become a reality.
But, if it's just because this kind of thing might happen, or has already happened, then does he have to stop moving forward for this?
No, that shouldn't be the case.
Gu Qingyang has seen clearly enough about such a future. He knew deeply that maybe this was his future.
But even if this is the case, so what? Could it be that he had to stop just because of the difficulties, hardships and thorns ahead?
Is he going to stop and wait to die?
There is no such truth in this world. He always feels that he should devote his whole life to the things he wants to accomplish.
For example, defeat an opponent.
For example, save someone.
…
He has many, many, many similar thoughts. Sometimes, he did feel that the road ahead was full of fog.
However, when his state of mind is strong enough, he will feel that those fogs are nothing at all. At a glance, the eyes cannot see beyond it.
The heart can also be broken.
This is the importance of mental state cultivation, and it is also the main reason why Morou took the initiative to find him today.
A moment passes in the blink of an eye.
But in this extremely short period of time, Gu Qingyang was able to see through Mo Rou's thoughts, and even more so Mo Rou as a person.
Therefore, he did not give any verbal reply. Instead, he stared at her like this, his eyes hot and deep.
Face this look. Mo Rou only glanced at Gu Qingyang. After that glance, she did not dare to look at Gu Qingyang again.
And in such a scene, it seems that something has really changed.
Originally, Mo Rou came to look for Gu Qingyang just because of her mental problems.
But at this moment, she looked more like a shy woman, with her head lowered. Looking at her from a distance, she really looked like she was in love for the first time.
Fortunately, at this moment, only Gu Qingyang and Mo Rou, who had just arrived here, were left in this place.
When Gu Qingyang saw Mo Rou acting like this, he couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart. Of course he knew why Morou came.
It's just that the scene now seems a bit charming and ambiguous.
Just talking about Mo Rou's reaction, it's really hard not to give some people a reason to reasonably imagine certain things.
Therefore, after Gu Qingyang noticed something wrong, he immediately deduced his magical powers and left with Mo Rou as quickly as possible.
"What do you think you are living for in your life? Is it for yourself, or for me who can defeat you?"
"Maybe you want to say that everyone has his own destiny, and you seem to be destined to be a loser. You want to say this."
"But what I want to say is that life is to live for yourself."
“Only by embarking on the road with a state of mind that is most suitable for spiritual practice can we go further on the road of spiritual practice.”
"Otherwise, you will not only be a loser, but also a loser in the true sense. You will be what you call a destined loser."
"You don't need to come to me for this kind of thing."
"If you can figure everything out yourself and regain that kind of cultivation heart, the wounds in your Taoist heart will also recover on their own and achieve perfection again."
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Finally, I don’t know how long I flew.
Gu Qingyang took Mo Rou and stopped in front of a mountain range. At this moment, countless mountains appeared in front of them.
Looking up, all you can see at a glance is the blue sky. Coupled with the lush vegetation of this mountain range, the scenery is absolutely wonderful.
At this moment, Mo Rou, who had listened to a lot of preaching on the way here, finally noticed the scenery in front of her.
This couldn't help but give her an unprecedented feeling. At this moment, she felt that she suddenly realized that she seemed to have lived in vain for so long.
"Climbing a mountain, you can see a mountain, and you can see the scenery of a mountain."
"This process is practice. Whether this process is wonderful or not depends on you."
"You remember."
“Sometimes, the thing blocking your view may be a blade of grass instead of a mountain.”
"What about you, what are you?"
Seeing that Morou's beautiful eyes were gradually filled with brilliance, her eyes were no longer as dull as before.
Gu Qingyang knew that his words would have some effect.
However, what he didn't expect was when he wanted to continue talking.
Mo Rou would ask such a question in an instant. The moment he heard those words, Gu Qingyang knew what she wanted to ask.
She probably wanted to ask.
He is a blade of grass.
Still a high mountain.
However, what is he? Maybe Mo Rou will think that he is a high mountain, an insurmountable and insurmountable mountain.
But in his own opinion, he is just a weed. He was so weak and weak when facing the enemy he chose.
However, since his enemies can destroy him countless times, he must be reborn countless times. The grass on the original plain grows brighter and wither every year.
The reincarnation of others is spring, summer, autumn and winter.
His reincarnation is one year old withered and prosperous.
Therefore, a moment later, when countless thoughts were derived from Gu Qingyang's heart, and then disappeared from Gu Qingyang's heart.
Gu Qingyang got the answer. So he looked directly at the sky in front of him, then laughed calmly a few times and said flatly:
"I just feel like I'm a weed."
"It's okay if you think of me as a blade of grass."
"Blades of grass?"
Mo Rou smiled and stared at the young man in front of her. Suddenly she realized that this young man seemed to be even more unfathomable in her eyes.
But immediately, she also felt that she seemed to have found the answer from Gu Qingyang's words. That was the answer she craved.
Calm, yes, it is calm.
Face everything calmly and face your inner demons calmly. Only in this way can the situation be broken and the heartache healed.
She felt that Gu Qingyang was indeed an extraordinary person. He could actually help his enemies calmly and let his enemies become stronger.
Such a broad-mindedness and magnanimity are absolutely incomparable to ordinary people. But at the same time, there were figures flashing past far away from here.
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