The bright moon, the clear breeze, the dark green bamboo leaves, the chirping of crickets and birds, this small courtyard has it all.
Gu Beidou looked at the young man in front of him warily, who was no bigger than his own legs, and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you? Why did you break into my house for no reason? If you are asking for money, you won't get it, and you won't get it if you ask for things."
Dong Qingqiu turned a deaf ear and squinted his eyes as if watching prey, playing with the taste: "Oh! Mr. Gu is blaming me for breaking into a private house? Mr. Gu is really very angry, please pay attention to your health. Stop pretending to be confused, you’re really confused.”
In the last life, due to my carelessness, lack of experience, lack of proficiency in the use of ancestral bones, and my lack of experience with real practitioners, I almost died at the hands of Gu Beidou.
However, today is different from the past. The confusion and immaturity of the past are long gone.
He didn't pay any attention to Gu Beidou who was standing aside, but sat down on the stone bench, poured a cup of tea and tasted it.
"Where did this little beast come from..."
The woman who had been standing silently suddenly reached out to hold Gu Beidou, who was about to get angry, and then gave Dong Qingqiu a blessing.
He picked up the big green and white deer pot on the table and poured tea into the bottomless teacup.
Gu Beidou looked at his wife with an angry face and wondered why?
Dong Qingqiu, on the other hand, held the tea cup, glanced sideways at the ill-intentioned woman, and stopped caring.
"Where did you come from, young master? What do you think we have to do with the Gu family?"
He saw the woman's eyes like crescent moons, narrowed into a slit, her mouth and nose half covered with her hands, looking at herself with a smile like a spring breeze.
It felt like his eyes were full of murderous intent, like the breeze in early spring.
Dong Qingqiu said with a smile: "It's no big deal, just a small matter."
"Oh? I wonder what the young master said." The woman asked with the same smile.
"Hahaha, it's not a big deal, I just want your lives, madam... I hope madam, I will give you my love." Dong Qingqiu gently turned the tea cup and simply closed his eyes to avoid looking at the woman's twisted smile.
A sudden "pop" broke the silent atmosphere. The woman grabbed the pieces of the big green and white deer pot on the stone table, and stabbed Dong Qingqiu in the neck with lightning speed.
Dong Qingqiu grabbed the woman's wrist tightly, and a trace of blood flowed from her neck.
When Gu Beidou saw this, he punched the young man in the chest. The fist was as strong as the wind, making a whirring sound.
Dong Qingqiu twisted the woman's wrist and quickly kicked the stone table over, barely blocking Gu Beidou's powerful blow.
Gu Beidou smashed the stone table with his fist, then stepped forward and instantly came behind the woman, hugging the woman who was about to fall.
Dong Qingqiu took advantage of this gap and quickly distanced himself. He reached out and touched his neck, and saw a blood hole as big as his thumb bleeding continuously.
Dong Qingqiu touched his neck and couldn't help but laugh and sigh: "He is really the one who achieves great things!"
"A woman is like a muddy pond, burdensome and dangerous."
Aware of the woman's ruthlessness and Lei Ling's popularity, Dong Qingqiu, who has seven hundred years of experience, did not dare to take it lightly.
After all, if Gu Beidou hadn't chosen to save his wife instead of punching him again, he might have fallen into another trap this time.
Dong Qingqiu's expression turned cold, he took off the ancestral bone hanging from his waist and disappeared.
A gust of breeze blew through the bamboo tops, and Dong Qingqiu appeared behind Gu Beidou, his entire ferocious face twisted together, he raised the ancestral bone above his head, and smashed it against the couple.
When he noticed something strange on his back, Gu Beidou was startled and broke into a cold sweat.
He pulled the lady out of his arms and stood in front of him. They turned around and exchanged positions.
"late."
Dong Qingqiu smiled ferociously: "You dare to be distracted even if your life and death are at stake? Die!!!"
With a loud bang, the ancestral bone in Dong Qingqiu's hand smashed the woman's head and made a big hole in the ground.
The woman's body exploded, sending the two of them flying out.
Gu Beidou's whole body flew backwards, smashing the rockery behind him, breaking dozens of slender green bamboos, and knocking down a wall.
Dong Qingqiu, on the other hand, rubbed his feet against the ground, leaving two blood marks. The soles of his feet were bruised by the ground, and half of his body was embedded in the wall.
The excruciating pain caused Dong Qingqiu to twist his whole body together, baring his teeth and claws, and closed his eyes tightly to prevent tears from flowing out.
Dong Qingqiu pushed his hands back, embedded his body into the wall, and jumped onto the cobblestone path like an old man plucking onions.
As soon as he touched the ground, the heartbreaking pain suddenly hit him again.
"ah!"
Dong Qingqiu collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, beating the ground continuously, and trying hard to lift his little feet that were bleeding like batter.
"Mr. Gu, if you had beaten me to death with that punch just now, I wouldn't have had to suffer this." Dong Qingqiu endured the pain that hit his heart and kept his gaze blinking.
Seeing no response from the dusty ruins, he didn't pay attention.
If it weren't for the bone protection called Jie Zu Gu, he would have been crippled even if he was hit with all his strength.
Place the entire weight of your body on your buttocks, curl up, and dare not let your feet touch the ground.
With a stabbing sound, he tore off a sleeve, gritted his teeth, and wrapped it around his feet to stop the bleeding.
Gu Beidou was unconscious with half his body buried in the rubble.
The dust was flying under the moonlight, like a ghost appearing, and the crying of the baby made it even more desolate.
Dong Qingqiu endured the pain and grimaced in pain every step he took.
He glanced sideways at the crying child beside him, waved his hands irritably, and slowly walked towards the unconscious Gu Beidou in the ruins.
Dong Qingqiu grabbed Gu Beidou's hair. His weak breathing and vague consciousness made Dong Qingqiu feel a little excited. Lying next to his ear, pointing his finger forward, he joked softly and said regretfully: "Hey, hey, hey, look, look. Mr. Gu, your wife is everywhere in this yard, and your wife exploded. Haha. Hahahaha!!!" He laughed crazily.
"Gu Laogou, you're in really good shape. You're sixty years old, and you can treat a woman in her twenties like a thirty-year-old woman. You're really awesome!"
"You are so endless, no wonder you die in one blow."
"Did you see it, sir?" His finger slowly pointed at the crying baby beside him.
Gu Beidou held on for the last breath and struggled to open his eyes: "You beast, why? Why don't you keep your words? Why? Can't you let us go?"
Dong Qingqiu stood up with mixed feelings, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the moon in the northwest: "Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a jade."
"Who told your family to have what I need? I will enjoy your Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid. As for that old guy, I can just kill him with them when the time comes."
"By the way. I'm not from Lingming Sect, I'm from Changge Sect."
"Something will occur if it belongs to your life, if not, do not push it."
"The cultivation of the Seven Paths of Immortality, which reaches heaven in one step, makes people excited just thinking about it."
Dong Qingqiu looked at the bright moon in the sky, and quickly imagined the new life he was about to start, just like the passing of time. As for the past rolling eyes, he would just pay for it with his life.
In his previous life, Dong Qingqiu was just a wild cultivator in the mountains and rivers, struggling to survive by sewing and repairing everywhere.
Later, when he was besieging and killing a demonic Dao Immortal of the Seven Dao Immortals, Dong Qingqiu, who was hiding in the dark, was so courageous that he knelt down and begged the Patriarch for blessings.
When the battle was over and they were still lying on the ground, the others discovered that there was another Three Dao Immortal who was "not afraid of death" and dared to join in the fun.
So he gave Dong Qingqiu a book on hexagram deduction that ordinary Taoist immortals looked down upon.
Relying on divination to deduce life and death, Dong Qingqiu secretly followed others to pick up things that other Taoist immortals looked down upon, treating them as treasures. Although he was not accurate every time, he felt at ease.
As the number of garbage pick-ups increased, people came to know that there was a "character" called Dong Qingqiu.
Those Taoist immortals who lived a boring life on the mountain just made fun of Dong Qingqiu at first. As time went by and Dong Qingqiu gave in, the immortals on the mountain began to intensify their behavior and began to bully them with confidence. In the end, it even evolved into a different nature, but only Can endure in silence.
In this way, Dong Qingqiu relied on picking up garbage, and his cultivation began to stagnate from the three immortals at the beginning. He endured humiliation and hardship for hundreds of years and finally reached the six immortals. He thought that he would change this situation and gain their respect, but he failed. Unexpectedly, I had just transformed from an unknown cannon fodder in cultivation to a famous clown, and I was still being ordered around every day.
Perhaps in front of those proud men, there is no way to treat yourself as a human being.
But now everything in the Taoist world is about to change, and he has already taken the lead.
Seven hundred years later, he may be sitting with the Tao Ancestor, and no one in the world will be a Ten Dao Immortal anymore.
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The Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid of the Gu family has been passed down from generation to generation and can refine Taoyuan bodies with a huge gap in strength from one's own. It does not have any side effects and can perfectly integrate various physiques.
If a person is unable to practice at all, it is not an exaggeration to say that he can be reborn after smelting the Purple Gold Liquid of Huangquan. As long as the found source of Tao is powerful, it is not impossible to become a strong person.
Even as long as the Principle Source Body is strong, it is not a problem to be directly promoted to Seven Dao Immortals.
However, the only disadvantage of Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid is that it is passed down through direct lineage and will never be reborn.
And the success rate is extremely low, but the only thing in the world that is not lacking is gamblers, especially gamblers who aspire to become strong.
Regarding a substantial improvement in cultivation without any consequences, even a cautious person would not be able to resist taking a gamble, and it would be the same for anyone else.
Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid is passed down through direct blood lines. After the father passes it to his son, the father will no longer have the Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid, and the Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid turns into blood and becomes the blood of the heir.
This is also the reason why Gu Beidou still wants to marry a beautiful girl in his sixties.
Gu Beidou, who had been living in poverty all his life, met a man in black one day.
The man in black gave him a lot of money and gave him skills to practice. The only requirement was to hand over his children who would be born in the future.
Just because the new life contains the purest purple gold liquid of Huangquan.
At that time, Gu Beidou didn't hesitate at all and agreed without hesitation, and that's how he got his huge family fortune today.
But I didn't expect that I had not spent a few years and finally had a child. Instead of waiting for the man in black, I waited for Dong Qingqiu.
The birth of this child also made Gu Beidou hesitate.
I am very old, and I finally have a son. I feel ashamed of others, and I cannot feel ashamed of my ancestors.
In the end, he chose to abandon his promise and hide in Tibet, but did not abandon his wife during his escape.
Finally, I hid in this small town, hoping to live a stable life, but I didn't expect that there was God's will in the dark.
"Look, I'm so focused on beating you that I've forgotten my colleagues from my hometown." After saying that, he crushed Gu Beidou's head with his foot.
Continue to look at the miserable bright moon quietly.
"Hongye Village, Zhang Ge."
Dong Qingqiu closed his eyes silently, a vein bulged in the corner of his forehead: "All kinds of pain, only when you are injured are the most painful."
"Too many words are misleading."
Listening to the children's miserable cries made Dong Qingqiu feel upset.
Walking down the ruins, the headless corpse looked at Dong Qingqiu's back and slowly walked towards the child crying desperately on the ground.
Dong Qingqiu grabbed the child's neck and bit it without any mercy.
The originally noisy courtyard suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of crickets and the gentle breeze blowing through the bamboo leaves.
"With the incompetence of the weak as the limit, I can't do it anymore."
The baby, who was as dry as a withered lotus root, was thrown into a pond full of lotus flowers.
He casually wiped away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, took off the woman's shoes, put them on his own feet, and staggered away with satisfaction, dragging his ill-fitting shoes with his hands behind his back like a hozen.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw an old man in brocade clothes next to the white jade lion, stretching and looking at the embarrassed young man.
Wherever the old man in Jinyi lay, a powerful sense of coercion exuded from his whole body.
This feeling is not innate, it is more like the fear in a young man's heart.
He was brought out of Hongye Village by the old man, and he has always been dependent on the old man. He was usually beaten, scolded, or humiliated, and few people knew the reason.
It seems that Dong Qingqiu lives just to be humiliated?
But for Dong Qingqiu now, his previous inner fear of the old man has long since disappeared.
The only trouble now is that the old man named Zhang Li has already signed a soul contract with himself.
He can die, but Zhang Ge will not.
And Zhang Ge's death also means his own death. He was like a parasite parasitic on Zhang Ge.
If I die, he will live, if he dies, I will die.
But none of this matters now. After he refines the purple gold liquid of Huangquan he just drank, and then refines the ancestor bones, his whole body's blood will be renewed, and the mere soul contract will disappear on its own.
Because seven hundred years ago, Zhang Ge failed to refine Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid, his own blood was crippled and his ancestral bones were cut open to break the source of the Dao, and he died tragically in front of Dong Qingqiu.
I was so heartbroken that I didn't die even after waiting all day and night.
At that time, my heart was full of doubts, and I lived tremblingly every day. If I hadn't learned about the situation from other Taoist immortals' first talks, I might have been worried until my death.
"Why did it take so long to come out? Did you find something?"
Dong Qingqiu, who was deep in thought, was awakened by Zhang Li's rough voice. A trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, which was quickly hidden, and he looked at the old man.
Looking at Zhang Ge, who is wearing a golden and blue brocade robe, a gold and jade belt around his waist, a gorgeous jade crown on his sparse head, and awesome boots, he looks like a monkey deliberately imitating human behavior. He is extremely awkward and funny. .
There was a mark on his forehead, which he deliberately covered with his hair.
Everything Zhang Ge wore was the flesh and blood of others. As for how many people he killed, the old man forgot.
But there is always a saying on his lips: "Kill people and set fire with gold belts, build bridges and pave roads without corpses."
Seeing that there was no answer for him, Zhang Ke stood up holding the white jade lion.
The face is plump, but the body is like an old tree with all its oil exhausted, swaying in the cold wind.
The old man walked towards Dong Qingqiu kindly, reached out and took the immortal bone from the young man's hand, then looked at the woman's shoes on his feet, patted his shoulder gently, and turned around happily.
Suddenly, Dong Qingqiu hurriedly stretched out his hand to protect his head, and his body hit the white jade lion statue hard. It fell to the ground and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
Zhang Li changed his weak state, jumped up to the young man, and kicked him in the stomach.
Dong Qingqiu curled up subconsciously, but the old man took the opportunity and kicked him in the face. He fainted and his mouth and nose were bleeding.
Zhang Ge spat a mouthful of smelly old phlegm on his face and cursed loudly: "Little beast, wild dog, bastard. Who gave you the courage? You are just a dog, a dog I bought with money..."
Then he kicked the boy in the head again out of anger, grabbed the boy and threw him away.
The dust on the ground danced in the moonlight.
Zhang Li dragged his face and walked step by step towards Dong Qingqiu, who was covered in dust and vomiting blood.
Dong Qingqiu struggled to stand up and spat out a mouthful of blood. He changed from his century-old "arrogance" and hurriedly flattered: "Master, the dog has something important to report. That old thief Gu told me a secret when he begged me to spare his life."
Zhang Ge looked at the young man who was kneeling on the ground with difficulty and his body was shaking. He stopped and looked at him with amusing eyes.
Dong Qingqiu hurriedly smiled and said: "Sir, before he died, Old Thief Gu wanted to use a secret to exchange for his life." He held up a small bottle with both hands respectfully: "Sir, what's in this is Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid."
"Say it, dog." Zhang Ge, who had been sullen just now, was filled with kindness again.
Zhang Ge had only heard of Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid, but how much was unknown.
So he had no doubts about that small bottle of Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid, let alone Dong Qingqiu who didn't know anything about it.
Zhang Li looked at the half-dead young man and thought to himself: This little beast seemed to be a different person when he first entered the door. What's going on? Could it be the reason for cutting off the ancestral bones? Devouring consciousness? No, it seems that we need to refine this ancestral bone as soon as possible to avoid long days and many dreams. As long as you become my Taoist source, then I will be a real Taoist immortal, immortal and eternal. Hahahahaha.
At this time, a voice of extreme disgust sounded.
"Master, I'm in so much pain, so uncomfortable. Can you cut off the ghost bones and let me heal my wounds?" Dong Qingqiu begged with a trembling voice.
"Um?"
As if to guard against thieves, Zhang Ge deliberately described the ancestral bones as ghost bones to paralyze Dong Qingqiu. It was only said that it could gain strength and heal injuries, but it was unknown whether it had other uses.
If he hadn't come back from the current, I would have really thought that the magical bone was a ghost bone, not the physical body left behind by the Taoist ancestor who became a saint and separated from the physical body.
Zhang Li gave the young man a fierce look.
Dong Qingqiu hurriedly lowered his head, endured the heart-piercing pain of ants, and said with a strong breath: "Master, Old Thief Gu said that the Huangquan Purple Gold Liquid needs the help of the fairy grass called Jian Tianming, so that it can get twice the result with half the effort."
Seeing that Zhang Li still didn't say anything, the young man deliberately paused and said: "It's on a hill to the north. I don't know what kind of mountain it is. But from his description, it sounds like it's in the direction of Hongye Village."
"Hongye Village?" Zhang Ge kicked the boy away and cursed angrily: "Do you really think I'm an idiot? Do you easily believe the nonsense of a little beast like you and a wild dog?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare. The dog doesn't dare, please forgive me. Everything the dog said is true..." Seeing that Dong Qingqiu's breath was weak, he fainted and fell to the ground, but he was still muttering in his consciousness.
This made Zhang Li's eyes less murderous, but also a little more suspicious.
Looking at the young man with a pained expression, Zhang Li picked up the small bottle and looked at it carefully in the moonlight: "Break one of your legs and get up."
"Thank you sir, thank you sir for showing mercy beyond the law."
Looking at the young man kneeling at his feet like a dog, praying for life, the old man laughed loudly, gave the young man the severed ancestral bone in his hand, and turned around to leave.
Dong Qingqiu stretched out his hand, pinched Jie Zugu, and took a long breath. His eyes were sharp and his smile was sinister: "Zhang Ge, just follow them to death!"
Dong Qingqiu's hometown is Hongye Village, a small village in the northwest of the Taoist world.
When he was ten years old, his family's thatched house was collapsed by heavy snow. His parents froze to death that night, but they used their last warmth to let Dong Qingqiu persist until he was discovered the next day.
He was ten years old that year.
The villagers rescued him, but because his family were foreigners fleeing famine, no one was willing to give up a piece of land for him to bury his parents.
Since they came here as refugees, they had no money to buy land, and no one was willing to sell the land to a outsider, so they could only support their family through hunting.
Mr. Li from the town once came to the village to collect rent and discovered the Dong Qingqiu family from outside.
Those sneaky eyes kept staring at Dong Qingqiu's mother, wanting to carve out a piece of flesh from her body.
Compared with the country shrews, Dong Qingqiu's mother was like a crane standing out among the chickens.
He was soft and tender, with a sweet smile, a typical look of a husband and a godson.
Mr. Li said that as long as Dong Qingqiu's father sold his wife to him, he could get five acres of land, but Dong Qingqiu's father refused.
Because of his reputation as a scholar, Mr. Li had no choice but to let it go and did not embarrass the family.
However, some villagers with evil intentions had a crooked idea and planned to kidnap the woman in exchange for five acres of land.
Fortunately, a blacksmith who was a descendant of a village family threatened him: If anyone is looking for trouble with the people outside, he will need to use smart farming tools in the future.
Fortunately, the Sun family was the only one within a few miles who knew how to blacksmith, so that group of people gave up.
He kept it all in mind whether the people of Hongye Village were good to his family or not. This time he tricked Zhang Li into going to Hongye Village just to kill both parties.
Although his words were full of loopholes, it no longer mattered whether Zhang Ke believed his words or not, because he just wanted to plant an idea in Zhang Ke's mind, and he had to let him go.
As for the villagers of Hongye Village, they are just a matter of dying early and dying late.
You can't kill those big shots, the proud ones of heaven. Isn't it so casual and easy to kill a few ordinary people?
Dong Qingqiu, who had cried many times without conscience, suddenly rubbed his eyes and muttered silently: "Mom! You don't mean what you say."
That winter, because the rope used to capture the wild boar was loose, his leg was bitten off by the wild boar. He rolled down the hillside to save his life. When he managed to get home, he was found unconscious.
Because the usual harvest can only feed the family, there is no extra money to hire a doctor.
Dong Qingqiu's mother collapsed in front of the simple wooden bed, her eyes blurred from crying. Finally, with a hoarse voice, he touched the frightened Dong Qingqiu: "Qiu'er, be good, wait for mother at home, mother will go out to see a doctor for dad, Qiu'er must take good care of dad, do you understand?"
Dong Qingqiu, who was already ten years old, took a deep breath, looked at his mother with innocent eyes, nodded, and asked:
"Mom, are you leaving?"
The woman who had just walked to the door couldn't help crying: "If mom doesn't leave, mom and dad will take Qiu'er with them wherever they go."
That night, Dong Qingqiu huddled next to his unconscious father, buried his head in his father's arms, and finally fell asleep.
Later, I heard someone say that my mother felt like she had lost her soul the next day. She ran out of Li's house in despair and hired a doctor for her father.
God seems to be pitying the father and punishing the mother.
In the end, the heavy snow overwhelmed the fragile hut, leaving Dong Qingqiu alone.
Since his parents died, the money owed to Li's family could not be repaid.
In the end, the Li family simply kidnapped Dong Qingqiu and bought him to an old beggar who was willing to spend money to buy him.
But he didn't get to see his parents for the last time.
On the day he left the village, a little girl carrying a basket on her back and a small sickle in her hand came after her. She begged the old beggar for a long time before he could talk to her.
The little girl shed tears and wanted to hold Dong Qingqiu's hand to prevent Dong Qingqiu from leaving. She also cried and told herself a secret.
Since no one was willing to give up a piece of land to bury Dong Qingqiu's parents, Mr. Li sent someone to throw them into the river and disappeared.
The little girl cried and apologized to Dong Qingqiu, "I'm sorry, little mute, my parents are unwilling to give up a piece of land. I'm sorry."
After hearing what the little girl said, Dong Qingqiu didn't have any emotional changes. He just gave a faint hum and followed the old beggar away without looking back.
The little girl with the small sickle in her hand was left crying and calling her name over and over again until she could no longer hear it.
Dong Qingqiu knew in his heart that the land of the little girl's family was actually not enough for the family, otherwise his father would not know how to blacksmith, so the little girl would carry a huge basket on her back and hunt pigweed everywhere in the village.
From the day he left the village, he was no longer a human being, but the old beggar's personal belongings.
In order to prevent the young Dong Qingqiu from escaping, the old beggar signed a soul contract with his blood, threatening that he would die if he ran away.
One time, Dong Qingqiu was so hungry that he ran away, but he was instantly caught up by the old beggar Zhang Li, who almost beat him to death.
At this point, Dong Qingqiu no longer dared to escape, and Zhang Ge's beatings and scoldings never stopped.
On the way from Hongye Village to Yingze City, the old beggar handed him a leg bone.
The moment he got the leg bone, he obviously felt an indescribable feeling, as if he had been reborn, with air surging and blood surging, as if he was in a deserted place.
In the following years of exile, Dong Qingqiu was often beaten like a dog by Zhang Ke, often unable to eat a mouthful of food, and even insulted himself by calling himself a dog.
Whenever he met a wealthy family, he would let himself take the magic bone and kill the family and seize their property.
Meeting a beautiful woman is even more indescribable.
During this period, I also met some righteous Taoist immortals, but they were killed by me every time. Until that time I met the legendary Four Taoist Immortals, which almost cost me my life.
In the end, Dong Qingqiu discovered that he could fight against some of the three immortals with poor cultivation.
But when you encounter the Four Immortals, just run away or spend money to eliminate disaster.
So far, whenever you pass by or find a wealthy person's house, you will inevitably have your family destroyed.
Dong Qingqiu looked at Zhang Li's back not far away and secretly said in his heart: "Mom and dad, don't worry, Qiu'er will avenge you."
