If I let you become a druid, would you join the Demon Sect?

Chapter 16: People Have Limits
Gu Yan doesn’t have much stuff.

He simply carried his things and moved from the Taoist temple to his own independent courtyard.

Behind him, there was a "slender" black dog. I wouldn't say it was slender, but it looked a bit like a fat sausage.

Fat and slender.

The puppy was sleepy, but followed closely, fearing that his master would abandon him.

Put things in order.

Gu Yan opened up the true intention of "Qing Feng Yi Yi".

"Isn't this just an ink painting of a dancing crane? How can there be any real meaning?"

After looking at it for a while, he shook his head and casually hung the painting on the head of the bed.

Let it go.

Finished tidying up the house.

Gu Yan took two specially made meat strips and threw them to the already lying sausage dog: "Eight ounces, remember to dig a shit hole outside after you finish eating, and don't poop in the house for me."

"Ow~"

Ba Liang whimpered in response, then picked up the strip of meat and began to lick it.

Seeing this, Gu Yan rolled his eyes: "You damn profiteer, you sold me a stupid dog. Don't let me meet you next time!"

He hummed a few words and went to the yard alone to practice "Xuanwu True Body".

Cheap is not good quality.

This damn dog is lazy and greedy, and seems to have some issues with his IQ.

This silly dog ​​can only hum.

The animal-friendly communication seemed to be ineffective on Ba Liang.

Every time Gu Yan wanted to give it a couple of blows on the head, this stupid dog would just stare at him with its big eyes stupidly, and wouldn't even try to dodge. This made him feel guilty of bullying a mentally retarded person, and he was too embarrassed to take action.

The most annoying thing is the dog training technique inherited from my ancestors.

Gu Yan prepared the medicine according to the ancestral method, saying that if you feed it to a child from a young age, it can open up the spirit. However, after taking Ba Liang for almost two months, there was no effect at all, and he lost a lot of blood.

He has completely given up on training this stupid dog.

Just think of it as raising a mentally retarded person to entertain you.

Gu Yan is practicing hard here.

Inside the house, after finishing his meal of the meat strips, Ba Liang closed his eyes out of habit and was about to go to sleep when he caught a glimpse of the true meaning of "Qing Feng Yi Yi" that Gu Yan had hung on the head of the bed.

It squinted its eyes, adjusted its sleeping position, faced the painting on the bedside, half-opened its eyes, and fell asleep.

The martial arts heritage of Qingyun Temple is truly magical.

After training for a few days, Gu Yan found that his physical fitness had been significantly improved, and his control over strength had become more concentrated. Both his explosive power and physical strength had been significantly improved.

It's as if a piece of steel is forged into a stronger alloy tool bit by bit.

Martial arts are truly amazing.

So he worked harder.

The following days.

Gu Yan reduced the time he spent outside and practiced three techniques every day.

Seeing how hard he worked, Master Daozhen did not hesitate to pay out of his own pocket to provide Gu Yan with a steady supply of various medicinal wines, ointments, medicinal wines and medicinal foods, spending money like water so that Gu Yan had no worries.

The dog, Baliang, was still sleeping soundly.

Occasionally, when I get bored, I just stroll in the mountains by myself.

Later, the time spent outside became longer and longer.

After asking, Gu Yan found out that this bastard had sneaked into the kindergarten.

The children in the kindergarten were already bored in the mountains, but now they see the puppies coming and they love them very much. They feed and pet the puppies every day.

Seeing that no one was bullying Balian, Gu Yan didn't bother to care.

After all, beating a dog also depends on the owner.

Of course, Gu Yan doesn’t practice hard every day.

After becoming a Taoist priest.

He can go down the mountain for two days every ten days.

There are not only Taoists in Qingyun Temple, but also servants and menial workers who number several times more than the Taoists.

So every time he had a break, Gu Yan would ask the driver to take him to the city or surrounding towns for sightseeing. Occasionally, he would visit some senior brothers' homes to make some connections, but more often, he would take the opportunity to go to the mass grave outside the city to carry out fertilization projects.

In addition to his spiritual growth stagnating, his physical body became increasingly perverted.

Time flies.

Winter snow melts.

A touch of green on the mountain breaks through the ground, welcoming the last chill before winter passes.

Spring has arrived. This day.

Gu Yan was lying on the ground in a strange posture, breathing heavily.

goo~
The sound of vibration echoed throughout the surroundings.

The small courtyard began to tremble along with the vibration frequency.

corner.

A long black cylinder, with its four legs facing the sky, was enjoying the vibrating massage comfortably.

Sudden.

The long cylindrical ears moved, and it turned over and continued to lie in the nest.

Gu Yan, who was vibrating and strengthening his internal organs, seemed to have sensed something and looked towards the door.

somebody is coming.

Ever since practicing internal energy, his five senses, which were already stronger than those of ordinary people, have become even more acute. Now, even without the natural sensory assistance of plants around him, he can still possess a keen perception comparable to that of wild animals.

When Gu Yan stopped practicing and stood up, a familiar figure had already arrived in front of the yard.

Daozhen saw Gu Yan in the yard and smiled: "Have you just finished practicing the "Hanging Golden Toad Power"?"

Gu Yan nodded and greeted him with a smile: "Master, aren't you usually at the foot of the mountain with your mistress at this time? Why are you interested in visiting your disciple today?"

Some time ago, Daozhen's wife gave birth to a daughter.

So most of the time these Tiandaozhen are at the foot of the mountain.

After the two of them got to know each other, Gu Yan even dared to tease his Master Daozhen.

This is also a way to enhance feelings.

Seeing Gu Yan teasing him, Dao Zhen took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket without any interest: "Where is the corpse-avoiding pill you had earlier? I bought it."

Hearing this, the smile on Gu Yan's face disappeared.

He whispered with concern: "Master, could it be that the Qian family has sent a mission?"

Daozhen shook his head and sighed, "No, it's just that my senior brother Daoxu is getting old and is planning to take a chance by becoming a retainer of the Qian family. Retainers have a high mortality rate and are more likely to come into contact with those things. I want to buy the Corpse Avoidance Pill for my senior brother just in case."

Gu Yan didn't ask any more questions, but silently took the jade bottle and handed it to Dao Zhen: "Master, Uncle Daoxu has taught me, and I spend a lot of money on my monthly practice. Master, giving me the banknote is humiliating me."

Daoxu was the old Taoist who had taught him martial arts knowledge and basic body movements and boxing skills in Xunzhaoyuan.

Seeing that he didn't want to accept the money, Daozhen didn't force him. He just reminded him that he should combine work and rest in his practice. If he was bored, he could also take on the task of patrolling the temple to familiarize himself with the environment.

Gu Yan nodded in agreement and personally escorted Daozhen down the mountain.

Ever since Daoxu left, Daozhen has been in a bad mood and has spent more time on his family and newborn daughter.

Gu Yan saw his master less and less often.

More often, he would go down the mountain to visit his master's family in the manor and ask some questions about cultivation.

Another three or four months passed.

The weather is getting hotter.

Gu Yan's body is also sixteen years old.

This day.

He rushed back from outside, exhausted.

After returning to the courtyard, Gu Yan's originally normal expression turned gloomy.

He was at his limit.

To be precise, it was the gift of 'natural decomposition' that had reached the limit of his current stage.

Gu Yan came into the room.

With the movement of the mind.

The hard rocky ground, like the surface of water, rippled and pulled his body into the 'ground'.

There is a large space underground.

There are candles and torches built in, as well as hidden water and food.

However, it was the inspiration that Gu Yan got from his master that made use of his innate ability of natural decomposition, manipulated the rocks, and built himself an underground secret room with no entrance or exit.

He also arranged the exhaust holes of the secret room in a hidden place.

Sitting in the back room.

Gu Yan's right hand turned into a claw, and his fingertips were covered with an invisible force. He suddenly grabbed a rock more than one meter high on the side. His fingertips dug into the rock and then he picked up the entire rock.

After persisting for more than twenty breaths.

Gu Yan casually threw the heavy rock aside and murmured, "Three thousand kilograms of strength in one hand is my limit."

He suddenly thought of what his master had said before: People have limits.

Now, he has reached his limit.

(End of this chapter)