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Chapter 880 years are like knives(1/2)

At the door, Gao Jinyang glanced at Gu Shaoshang, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated for a moment, but still didn't speak.

"Brother Gao, take care of you, I'll wait for you to come back in Xiaoyao City."

However, Gu Shaoshen looked at Gao Jinyang with a little sympathy and said softly.

"Yeah, OK."

Gao Jinyang nodded, unable to see his expression.

Gu Shaoshen nodded and walked out of the yard, while Gao Jinyang was called in by Chen Ang.

After leaving the martial arts hall, it was already bright and there were more people on the street. They were busy with their own affairs in groups, either in a hurry or with a serious brow.

Gu Shaoshang did not leave, and walked in Yandu.

The ubiquitous "chains" have no effect on ordinary people, or they are not essentially innate, and they cannot even feel the traces of these chains.

Gu Shaoshen was walking, and many shops were already open, and the sound of hawking on the roadside was heard one after another, and a noisy atmosphere came to his face.

"Yandu"

Mr. Gu muttered to himself in sadness.

Even though it is as powerful as the vast continent, most people practice martial arts and have very few masters, especially the Yan State is located in a remote state, and the martial arts wind is far from being comparable to the Shenhuang. When people come and go, there are only a few martial artists in Qi Sect.

Most of them are within the scope of building foundations and establishing life.

Many people are at this level at most in their lives. It is almost impossible to be promoted to the Qi Clan.

Da! Da! Da! Da!

The sound of horse hooves was fast. In the distance, a young man in a gorgeous clothes was running on a bustling street with a tall horse. For a moment, people on the street quickly avoided it. Fortunately, the street was quite spacious, and no stampede occurred.

Behind the horse-riding boy there was a servant guard riding a horse chasing him: "Young master, slow down, slow down, don't bump into the pedestrian!"

"That boy"

Someone frowned and wanted to intercept him, but was stopped by his friend: "You can speak softly, this is the young master of the Gu family."

"Which family is Gu?"

"How many Gu family still exist in the capital? Of course it is the Gu family!"

As the conversation sounded, the big man immediately stopped and shook his head and walked back to the crowd.

"After the old friend of the Gu family, she didn't expect that she was still there."

Mr. Gu was sad and then he remembered that in this Yandu, he still had an old friend.

The boy looked quite similar to someone, and his bloodline was also somewhat familiar.

After a moment of emotion, Gu Shaoshen followed him.

In the southeast of Yandu, where high-ranking officials and nobles live, the young man stopped next to a large mansion.

The house covers a considerable area, with Zhu Zi's door, Xuanwu squatting at the door, and it is obviously a big door owner.

Scream~

A crack was opened at the door, and an old man leaned out and looked at it. He was shocked and quickly opened the door.

"Young Master, you have returned from learning from the Divine Sword Sect? My ancestors will definitely be very happy to know!"

The old man was inexplicably surprised and shouted twice, and a servant came forward to greet him.

"Old Wang, I haven't seen each other for several years!"

The young man turned over and got off the horse and laughed: "My ancestor's birthday is approaching. I tried several times before I finally got the qualification to walk down the mountain!"

"Young Master is promoted to a death?" The old man widened his eyes.

"good!"

The young man shook the reins of the horse, raised his eyebrows slightly, and was quite proud.

"Young Master is really a genius. He was promoted to the death at the age of 20. For thousands of years, there are not many people in my Gu family who can compare with it!"

The old man was inexplicably surprised.

"Okay, let's talk about it later."

The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, obviously very helpful, but he didn't say much, nodded and strode into the courtyard.

Gu Shaoshen stood not far away with his hands behind his back, his expression slightly subtle. He walked into the house, and naturally no one could find him.

I saw that the white jade-like stone slabs in the house were neatly paved, with rockery trees standing in a row, lifelike, and there were no shortage of ponds and gardens, and there were countless maids and servants coming and going.

The young man stepped into the backyard, and Gu Shaoshen followed him to the backyard slowly.

In the backyard, an old woman with a rosy complexion and long white hair sat on the stone table, with a strong tea aroma in front of her.

"Old ancestor!"

The young man shouted and walked behind the old woman.

This old woman is the Dinghai Dinghai Sword Needle of the entire Gu family and a great master in the state of concentration. It is precisely because she is in charge that the Gu family can last for thousands of years.

"Yun'er, you're back."

The old woman smiled softly, turned around, looked at the young man, and nodded slightly: "No, not bad, much better than our ancestors back then!"

"Our ancestors have ruined their grandson. Without your training, how can a grandson be promoted and made a living?"

The boy was frightened and terrified.

"Oh, my ancestors are old, and the deadline is approaching, and the longevity medicine is useless. In the future, it depends on your own luck."

The old woman had clear eyes and calm demeanor when she spoke. When talking about her own life and death, there was no fluctuation.

Very few warriors can live for thousands of years. Even if she dies at this time, she will be considered dead. Naturally, she has no intention of being sad and sad.

The boy wanted to speak, but the old woman waved her hand and let him sit down and listen to him.

The young man sat respectfully beside the old woman, lowering his head and listening with a respectful look.

"If a family wants to be prosperous, it must be in charge of the gods! Others, whether it is power or connections, are just weak."

The old woman talked a lot, but the young man just nodded.

After a long time, the old woman sighed quietly: "More than a thousand years ago, my Gu family was an ordinary villager in a small village at the foot of Daming Mountain. The grandfather of my ancestor vowed to leave the mountain village. After years of hard work, he finally joined the Shendao Sect and was promoted to the Qi Sect. He became a first-rank official of the dynasty and the elder of the Shendao Sect, and opened up the lineage of my Gu family!"

When the young man heard this, he couldn't help but fascinated: "Old ancestors are really geniuses!"

Starting from scratch, a young boy from Yishan Village opened a thousand-year-old family. Such people are a hero of a generation. Although the boys have known it for a long time, they still can't help but feel excited.

"How can I be considered a genius?"

The old woman smiled silently, with a reminiscence on her face and said in a complicated expression: "It's a pity that when he was sitting in the procession, what he regretted the most was that he walked out of Gujiazhuang!"

"Why?"

The young man Daqi couldn't help but speak, "Can the small mountain village be as good as Yandu?"

"Although the small mountain village is small, it is extraordinary!"

The old woman held the tea bowl with a hazy eyes: "More than 900 years ago, a real genius genius appeared in the small mountain village. A real genius! She was only twenty years old and was already a god-level powerhouse. She shocked the Great Yan. After that, she went to the ancestral land of our human race and made a great name!"

"Moving the entire mountain village to the Shenhuang, which is tens of billions of miles away, can be said to have achieved enlightenment by one person, and the chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!"

"A god-level who is less than twenty years old? Ju Village moved to the Shenhuang Dynasty?"

The boy's eyes widened, unbelievable.

"He called, Gu Shao was injured"

The old woman's tone was extremely complicated, and her eyes flashed, as if she had returned to nearly a thousand years ago, she saw the little boy in zither clothes again.

"Is Mr. Gu the one you never forget?"

The boy seemed to have some impression.

"You go down."

The old woman seemed a little tired and waved her hand to let the boy retreat.

"Yes, ancestor, please rest more."

The young man respectfully bowed three times before bowing and retreating.

Huh ~

The courtyard suddenly calmed down, only the sound of a breeze blowing through the treetops.

"Gu Lianxing"

Gu Shaoshen stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. Looking at the old woman with long gray hair, he felt a little moved.

Time is ruthless. Many years ago, the girl who smiled gracefully is now an old man who is nearly a thousand years old and is about to die.

He sighed in his heart that if it weren't for the Mirror of Heaven, I thought I wouldn't have been much better than her.

Shaking his head slightly, Gu Shaoshuo did not have the idea of ​​showing up at first sight. What's the need to show his holy person in front of an old friend?

His palm flicked slightly, and a ray of light flashed, and it fell silently into Gu Lianxing's teacup.
To be continued...
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