Ning Chen

Ning Chen

Author: An Chi

Introduction:

Paranoid, sullen, jealous, gong x hard-mouthed, soft-hearted, arrogant, 1v1 double clean, he

Gu Lichen has been alone for a hundred years, and he has taken in a cute little apprentice at a young age, but this cute little apprentice has grown crooked at some point, and he thinks about him randomly on weekdays, and will poison him to death at the end of the day. It's simply a big beast who is rebellious and deceitful

"Then you go to die!" These were the last words that crooked traitor Gu Lichen said to him before he died.

When Gu Lichen died, his innate spiritual roots were gone, and most of his real body was destroyed.

later……

- "You cannot touch your ears."

- "Why can't you touch it?"

- "If you touch it, you will be responsible to me."

- "Responsible is responsible."

PS: reunion, no stand-ins, two-way rush

Content tags: supernatural, gods and monsters, special liking, past and present, fairy tale cultivation

Search keywords: Protagonist: Gu Chuchen, Xie Ning┃Supporting actors: Wen Bingyan, Gu Zhi, Bai Yu, Wu Landuo, Shi Shuliu, others┃Others:

One-sentence introduction: Together with you, eternal peace

Conception: The body is not yesterday, but the heart is still that heart.

1. Big dreams are impermanent

"Crazy! You are a crazy!"

"Die! Die to me! Die to me! Die to me!!!"

"You, you, you, and you!"

"Hahahahahaha, go to hell! Go to hell!"

"Crazy! You are a crazy!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

"Don't even think about escaping...don't even think about one!!!"

Records of Buyang County Chronicles: In the [-]st year of the Yongli calendar, the heavenly fragrance spread through Buyang, and the beacon fire burned half of the smoke overnight.

Yongli [-], Shijun Mountain, Yaolingzong.

"Don't, don't!!! Huh...it's this dream again..." Gu Chuchen woke up suddenly from the couch, the dense cold sweat on his forehead soaked the scattered hair on his cheeks.

I saw him clutching his chest and sitting up with difficulty, "Hiss~ Damn it, is it going to happen again..."

In the past few days, Gu Chuchen has been having the same dream over and over again. In the dream, a man in a black brocade robe is standing among piles of corpses, his face is stained with blood and his face cannot be seen clearly. I can only see a pair of eyes, like ghosts and demons, frighteningly tight, as if just one glance will fall into Abi Hell.

Gu Chuchen let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "Dreams are opposite to reality, dreams are opposite to reality..."

Suddenly there was a series of rapid knocks on the door, "Brother, wake up, if you are late, you will miss the o'clock."

The person who knocked on the door was an overly skinny young man in snow clothes, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with long eyebrows that fell into his temples, his pupils were cut, and his slightly upturned thin lips were especially beautiful. Although his face was a bit childish, it was Still can't hide Fengshen's handsome appearance, this person is Gu Chuchen's younger brother - Wen Bingyan.

Gu Chuchen came back to his senses suddenly, "Oh no, the trial meeting."

He bumped into Wen Bingyan as soon as he went out.

"...Hmm..." Gu Chuchen groaned, his chest hurting more and more, "Bingyan."

Wen Bingyan staggered a lot, and took a while to stand still, "Senior brother, hurry up."

The Trial Conference is the five-year sect conference of the Yaoling Sect, and all disciples of the sect have to go out to experience the two-year assessment.

As for the Yaoling Sect, it is said that it was a sect that was born more than a hundred years ago. No one knows its origin, and no one knows its whole picture.

When the two arrived at Zhaohua Hall, the outside of the hall was already crowded with disciples of the sect.

In the Zhaohua Palace, sitting solemnly is a man of immortals in red clothes and feather clothes, with a phoenix posture.

All the disciples knelt together and said, "See Zhenjun Zhaohua."

"Everyone get up." The person who spoke was none other than Zhenjun Zhaohua, the founding patriarch of Yao Lingzong.

Inside the hall, Zhenjun Zhaohua was explaining the details of the experience and assessment one by one, while outside the hall, Gu Chuchen went into his left ear and out of his right ear, pretending he didn't hear it at all. Woolen cloth……"

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother..." Wen Bingyan called out to Gu Chuchen who was in a daze.

Gu Chuchen suddenly came back to his senses, his face was full of doubts, "Ah? What's wrong?"

Wen Bingyan curled his lips and said, "Brother, what are you thinking? The meeting is over."

Gu Chuchen said in a daze, "Ah? Is it over?"

"Alas..." Wen Bingyan sighed, and Gu Chuchen hurriedly said, "Bingyan, where are you going?"

Wen Bingyan lowered his head, his voice was extremely weak, "It's hard to go out of the mountain gate once, if only I have a home to go back to."

Gu Chuchen didn't listen very lightly, he only vaguely noticed the word 'go home', "Bingyan?"

Wen Bingyan raised his head suddenly, and forced a smile again, "I, I haven't thought it through yet..."

As for Gu Chuchen's younger brother, although his family background is not considered rich, he is still the eldest son of the number one medicine merchant in the south of the Yangtze River. It's just that Wen Bingyan lost his mother when he was young, and his mother was an unknown foreigner. , the eldest son of a concubine is not as beautiful as others think. As the saying goes, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Zhiqu never asked too much.

Gu Chuchen rolled his eyes, leaned forward and grabbed Wen Bingyan's shoulders, "Bingyan, do you want to visit your brother's hometown?"

Wen Bingyan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately changed his expression of joy, "I think so! I've wanted to go to Wuling City for a long time!"

The two decided on a good place to go, and went down Shijun Mountain with their swords, but not long after passing the foot of the mountain, a valley full of poisonous miasma appeared in front of them.

It is reasonable to say that even the foot of the mountain is the foot of the blessed land of the fairy mountain. This place should only be full of spiritual energy, and it should not be such a scene of withered vegetation and exhausted spiritual veins.

The two of them jumped down from the fairy sword in unison, "Shh~" Gu Chuchen made a silent gesture to Wen Bingyan again.

Not far away were horrific bloodstains, "Bingyan, look." Gu Chuchen knelt down and dipped a little bit of fresh blood on the ground with his fingertips, "It doesn't look like human blood."

Wen Bingyan asked, "Could it be the blood of mountain elves and ghosts?"

The two searched in all directions, but they still saw poisonous miasma everywhere, but nothing else.

"The bloodstains extend all the way to the front." Gu Chuchen stood up and pointed in one direction. The two looked at each other, nodded in understanding, and walked towards the continuous bloodstains.

Along the blood-stained road, the vegetation is still withered and the spiritual veins are exhausted. Along the way are countless bones of birds and beasts.

It took about a stick of incense for the two of them to walk to the end of the bloodstain. At the end was a cliff covered with vines, and there was nothing wrong with it from a distance.

But when I got closer, there was a narrow hole in the middle of the cliff covered with vines, which could barely fit one person. When the two of them looked inside, they saw a vast darkness, and the hole was blowing from time to time. The cold wind seemed to be mixed with terrifying cries, the cries were so shrill that anyone who heard it would tremble all over.

Wen Bingyan gasped, and asked softly, "Brother, shall we go in and take a look?"

Gu Chuchen nodded and said, "Well, go in and have a look."

Gu Chuchen poured luck into the saber in Gu Chuchen's palm, and the blade of the sword became brilliant in an instant. Using the sword as a candle, the two of them cautiously groped in.

"Wow~" As soon as he entered the cave, there was a clearer howling sound from the dark depths.

Before the two of them had time to react, a thin black shadow flew towards Gu Chuchen like crazy. The black shadow bit his arm and refused to let go for a long time, "Hiss~" Gu Chuchen was in pain With a sound, he was about to swing his sword at the black shadow, but when the sword was about to touch the shadow, it reflected the appearance of a fourteen or fifteen year old boy.

"Brother, be careful!" Wen Bingyan rushed forward in a hurry, and kicked the black shadow away with a ruthless kick.

"Taixi." He raised the sword in his hand and swung it with the force of thunder. In a flash, Gu Chuchen shook the Taixi sword away from Wen Bingyan's hand, "Bingyan, stop! It's not Monster, it's a child!"

Before Wen Bingyan could react, he said after a while, "What? A child?"

Gu Chuchen seemed to have forgotten in a blink of an eye that his arm was almost bitten off by this little guy just now. He walked forward cautiously, squatted down and asked softly, "Child, are you not injured?"

At this moment, the young man who abruptly caught Wen Bingyan's foot was crouching in a dark corner with his head in his arms. He seemed to be unable to hear Gu Chuchen talking to him, and his whole body was trembling non-stop.

The three of them were silent for a while, and suddenly, the boy in the corner flew up and bit Gu Chuchen's arm, and he grinned with his teeth bared, and murmured indistinctly: "I... a demon... ...Strange...not..."

The little guy's face was covered with black and yellow mud, and he couldn't see his face clearly. He was wrapped in a piece of tattered linen that couldn't be called clothes. There were old and new scars under the hole, but the bright eyes Very, but what these bright eyes carried was not innocent gaze, but a fierce light like a jackal, tiger and leopard.

These eyes were supposed to be intimidating, but when Gu Chuchen looked at them, he didn't feel scared for some reason.

Seeing that Gu Chuchen was stunned at such a time, Wen Bingyan shouted loudly, "Senior brother, your hand!"

After that, Gu Chuchen suddenly realized that a piece of flesh on his arm had been bitten off. Strangely, he didn't become angry because of this. Instead, he couldn't help but reached out and stroked the boy's fluffy hair. This situation happened a long, long time ago.

Gu Chuchen said softly: "Children, we are monks of Yao Lingzong, we are good people, not bad people.