At the end of the year. Gu An came to the outer city and found that the disciples on the street were discussing the deeds of Fu Dao Jian Zun who killed Liu Shou Jiao Luo. Some stalls even began to sell puppets of Liu Shou Jiao Luo, and even various pictures of Liu Shou Jiao Luo, including the portrait of his death. He looked at those pictures and thought of Shen Zhen for some reason. Shen Zhen is still in seclusion. If she hadn't been in seclusion, she might have been excited by this incident. After not seeing her for many years, Gu An actually missed her for a while. He didn't miss her as a person, but her creative skills. He didn't want Shen Zhen to stop writing, as long as she didn't use him to write the next book. Gu An began to wander around the city. Listening to the disciples praising Fu Dao Jian Zun, he felt secretly happy, and the lingering worries in his heart were also diluted. The demons in the northern border have been swept away, and no demon king comparable to Liu Shou Jiao Luo has appeared. Everything seems to be moving in a good direction. Gu An knew that the demon catastrophe was still approaching. Now, not only the northern border of the Great Jiang Dynasty, but also the demons were constantly breaking into the human territory. From east to west, the territory close to the demon land was infiltrated by demons, but the scale was not large, so the various sects could not completely stop it.
Fortunately, the number of demons that had infiltrated was not large at present, at least they could not shake the foundation of the Eight Dynasties, and Gu An could still survive. After wandering for a long time, Gu An went to the library to hand in the book. Then something happened that made Gu An laugh and cry. The elder Feng Shang hoped that Gu An could write Fu Dao Jian Zun into the broken void to beautify his image. This was the intention of the sect. Gu An pretended to be embarrassed, and then Feng Shang said that the sect had prepared 100 sixth-level medicinal herb seeds for him, and he could only agree reluctantly. ... The New Year came. This year's Spring Festival, Ye Lan and Zhen Qin did not come back. Gu An accompanied the disciples to celebrate the festival, and it felt less flavor than in previous years. This made him suddenly feel a little flustered. Many years later, if the old people have passed away, will the Spring Festival no longer be a happy festival for him, but full of sadness? When he came to Nianchu Cave in the middle of the night, this emotion began to fade. In any case, Tian Yaoer can accompany him for at least 18,000 years. If she can achieve Nirvana during this period, she can accompany him for longer. However, he must learn to adjust himself and look at the world in a broad mind before he can achieve enlightenment. At the stone table, Gu An and Tian Yaoer began to roast lamb legs. The two talked and laughed. Tian Yaoer always had endless things to say to him, which was very festive. "By the way, Master, I can always hear a strange sound recently, as if it came from outside. Will there be a demon discover our cave?" Tian Yaoer suddenly asked, her mouth full of oil and sauce on her face. She frowned, which made Gu An want to laugh. Gu An replied: "Don't worry, no demon will break in. I have seen the owner of that voice. It is only temporarily living in Tianhuang Mountain." Hearing this, Tian Yaoer was relieved immediately. "By the way, Master, where did you go after you left the cave? Did you return to live with the human race?" Tian Yaoer asked. "Well, I have other caves to take care of." "Ah? Master, you don't raise other monsters, do you?"
"There are a few, but none of them are as powerful as you." "Are there any female monsters?" "How is that possible? Those monsters have low qualifications and cannot transform." "That's good, Master, do you have a Taoist partner?" Tian Yaoer seemed to open up a chatterbox and kept asking questions. Gu An raised his eyebrows under the mask and asked, "How did you know about the partner?" Tian Yao'er took a bite of the mutton and said vaguely, "From the book you left behind. Do you have a Taoist partner?" Gu An replied, "Of course not." Tian Yao'er showed joy, but Gu An's next sentence made her face fall: "But there are several women who may become my Taoist partner. I am also distressed and don't know who to choose?" Tian Yao'er put down the leg of lamb, wiped the stains on her face, and asked seriously, "Master, do you think I can do it?" Gu An glanced at her and said unhappily, "Why? Do you still want to take the position?" "No... I just looked at the Taoist partner standards in the book and felt that I could do it, and I will never betray you like the Taoist partner in the book. I will definitely live and die with you in the future!" Tian Yao'er hurriedly explained. You want to live and die with me, but I don't want to. I am a person who wants to live forever! Gu An is determined to live longer than the world, so he will not be moved by such words. He said unhappily: "Practice well, little demon, don't think too much. Whether you are a human or a demon, you should focus on cultivation. Feelings are at most a secondary pursuit." "Okay, then what do you want from a Taoist partner, Master?" "I was just teasing you before. I don't want a Taoist partner. If I find one, I will have to bury her in the future. That would be so sad." "It seems to make sense." "Let you read books to let you experience the world. Don't think about feelings in the future." "Yeah, I don't want feelings, but if the master wants, I can always do it!" Looking at Tian Yao'er's serious expression, Gu An's eyes couldn't help but move down, but after just a glance, he quickly retracted them. He changed the subject and talked about cultivation. Tian Yao'er pouted. Although she was depressed, she still listened carefully. She could only see Gu An twice a month, so she cherished the time they spent together. … After the New Year, the name of Fudao Jianzun has spread all over the world, and Taixuan Sect has not been idle either, and has begun to issue a large number of tasks to slay demons and eliminate evil spirits. More and more disciples have begun to go down the mountain to save the people of the world. Xuan Valley, inside the attic. Gu An is knitting a set of robes for himself. He doesn't need to meditate and breathe in his energy on weekdays, so he has a lot of time to delve into his hobbies. Clothing was also a hobby of his.
The reason why he wanted to knit a suit of clothes was because he was going to go down the mountain to slay demons. The first is to save the people, and the second is to take the opportunity to accumulate life span and strive to achieve a life span of tens of millions of years as soon as possible. By the way, he wanted to experience the lives of Ye Lan and Zhen Qin. Finally, Gu An finished knitting the robe. He put the robe into a storage bag, then picked up the Qinghong Sword and walked out of the attic. He said hello to Lu Jiujia and left Xuangu. Lu Jiujia was not curious about where he was going. After all, he would leave the Xuan Valley every now and then. In the eyes of the disciples in the valley, the master was a busy man. … Under the blue sky and white clouds, Gu An stood on the cliff. He was wearing a dark purple robe, tied with a belt, with a dark red phoenix embroidered on the robe, and a Qinghong sword on his waist. He took out an opera mask and put it on his face, and then took out a bamboo hat and put it on his head. He adjusted it, and then used his spiritual consciousness to observe his own image. The figure is very good and the temperament is awesome! Like a knight errant! Gu An jumped into the forest and quickly disappeared. A hundred miles away, there was a battle in the mountains and fields. Escort carriages were parked one after another. A dozen escorts were fighting monsters attacking from all directions. There was a carriage behind the escort carriage. The horses were frightened and kept neighing. Inside, there is a mother and son, tightly dependent on each other. These bodyguards were not immortal cultivators, but martial arts practitioners. They were no match for the monsters. Just when the escorts were desperate, a gust of wind struck. Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed out from the nearby forest. It was like a cunning rabbit and wielded a sword like the wind. It killed one monster with one sword. In less than three breaths, all nine monsters were dead. The escorts turned around and could only barely see a dark red phoenix embroidered on the opponent's back. Before they could say anything, the opponent quickly left. "Amazing!" "That person just now must be a cultivator, right?" "Nonsense, how can a martial artist have such skill?" "It's really amazing. I didn't see clearly how he took action just now." "Me too, I don't know which monk he is from. When I was young, I went to Guhao Sect to become a disciple, but unfortunately I didn't have spiritual roots, so I was rejected." On the other side, in the forest, Gu An heard their conversation, and the corners of his mouth under the mask raised slightly. It feels good to save people like this, and it may not be as satisfying as killing the six-headed dragon. In this way, Gu An started his own journey of hunting monsters. The monsters he killed were all monsters that wanted to attack the people, so every time he took action, he could save people. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I wonder if this counts in this world? Anyway, Gu An felt that it was over. Killing a demon, saving a person, balancing good and evil, there should be no guilt.
… Late at night. A group of monks were meditating in the forest. The bonfires were scattered, and there were five or six people meditating around each fire. Ye Lan and Zhen Qin were also there. Ye Lan was closing her eyes and breathing in her energy, while Zhen Qin was discussing the recent encounters with demons and the world of immortality with the disciples next to her. "I don't know what the posture of the six-headed dragon is. I heard that five great monks in the Xuanxin Realm were eaten alive by him." Zhen Qin said softly, with a look of curiosity and fear on her face. Hearing her mention the six-headed dragon, the other disciples suddenly became excited and started talking about Fudao Sword Master. After killing the six-headed dragon, Fudao Sword Master's reputation in the world of immortality reached its peak. Just how strong he is has become the most curious thing among monks in the world. It seems that no matter how strong the opponent is, Fudao Sword Master can always kill the opponent easily. As they chatted, they talked about some of the ups and downs in the world of immortality. "The God-Hate Sword Su Han just swallowed the spiritual power of twenty Yuanying realms not long ago. It is said that he is about to enter the realm of transformation. What kind of demonic skills is he practicing?" A male disciple said worriedly. They have been out killing demons all year round, so they are very worried about meeting Su Han. Listening to them discussing Su Han, Zhen Qin's mood suddenly became depressed. "What? You want to know what skills Su Han practices? You are just in luck, I can let you know tonight." A cold laughter suddenly resounded through the forest, startling the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall to stand up one after another. Ye Lan did the same. She pulled out the Bai Ling Sword and stood ready. "Ready to fight!" Ye Lan said in a deep voice, and all the disciples took out their magic weapons and quickly gathered together. Looking up, the mountains and forests under the dark night were so quiet, with mist surging in the depths, and no human beings could be seen. Ye Lan suddenly looked in one direction, frowning, and the others did the same. They saw silhouettes walking in the darkness. Looking carefully, these silhouettes were actually carrying a coffin! Third update! !