I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

This was the first time in all these years that Gu Jiu realized how maddening boredom could be.

Although he became weak and sleepy because of the soul-shattering sword in his infancy, he was still a teenager after all.

Normal teenagers all have the desire to explore, but Gu Jiu is trapped in the bed and the recliner.

Recently, after practicing the "Glass Jade Crane Power", his physical weakness seemed to have improved. Although the improvement was not drastic enough, it made him more awake.

As he was awake more often, Gu Jiu realized how terrible boredom was.

Sometimes he was so bored that he wanted to walk around, but his body refused to obey and insisted on lying down, so he usually lay down.

Every time at this time, whether intentionally or unintentionally, Gu Xiaoxiao would always hang around his sight, either passing by or practicing martial arts, becoming a very beautiful scenery in his eyes.

If this scenery was gone, he really didn't know how to pass the time.

But now it seems that this scenery is really going to disappear from his sight.

The fairy from Yunshan Sword Sect that Gu Xiaoshuang mentioned arrived five days later.

The middle-aged woman was obviously in a hurry, and there were many mud spots on the hem of her elegant blue sword robe, but she didn't care at all.

The moment she entered the Gu Mansion, the fairy lady saw Gu Jiu lying on the recliner. She was stunned for a moment and sighed inwardly, "This young man is really good-looking."

Even though the Yunshan Sword Sect was high and mighty and looked down upon men in the world, the middle-aged woman called "Fairy Lady" by Gu Ningshuang still had to admit that Gu Jiu was really beautiful.

Soon, Gu Ningshuang and Gu Xinyue came out.

When the woman saw Gu Ningshuang, she immediately said, "Junior Sister Xiaoshuang, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? It's New Year's Day, don't make fun of me, your aunt."

Gu Ningshuang nodded immediately and said, "I have confirmed this twice and I know that this is the truth, so I dare to bother you at this time."

The middle-aged woman nodded and said calmly, "Then take me to see this new genius of your Gu family."

When she said this, she couldn't help but look at Gu Jiu again, and felt a little uneasy.

Since entering the Yunshan Sword Sect, the middle-aged woman has not looked at a man directly in the eye for many years.

Because all the practitioners in Yunshan Sword Sect are women, extremely arrogant women.

Even if there are a very few men who have broken through the limits of men and are fortunate enough to become practitioners, they still look down on them, let alone ordinary men in the world.

In their eyes, men are just tools to get pregnant.

But the middle-aged woman felt a little depressed when she found that she couldn't help but want to look at the young man a few more times.

Especially when Gu Jiu treated her as air and just glanced at her and continued to close his eyes and sleep, she felt even more depressed.

What does this mean? How dare an ordinary young man ignore me?

However, thinking that she still had important things to do, the beautiful woman gathered her thoughts and followed Gu Ningshuang inside.

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Outside a room with a closed door, everyone in the Gu family, except Gu Jiu, was very nervous.

Gu Xiaoxiao was undergoing tests in the room, and the entire Gu family was quietly waiting for the results outside the door. The expressions on their faces were like fathers waiting outside the delivery room for their children to come into the world.

Gu Jiu was still lying there with a calm expression.

For him, the result is already determined, so why get excited?

Sure enough, not long after, a crisp buzzing sound came from the room, as if bees were flying around the ears.

After hearing this voice, Gu Ningshuang let out a long breath and thought to herself, "It's done!"

Then, the door opened, revealing the extremely surprised face of the Fairy Lady from Yunshan Sword Sect.

"Congratulations! Congratulations! The Gu family has produced another genius! Born with a natural spiritual seed, born with a natural spiritual seed. The future of our Yunshan Sword Sect is promising." The middle-aged woman completely lost her fairy-like demeanor and said ecstatically.

After hearing these words, the head of the family, Gu Xinyue, and Gu Jiu's father were so happy that tears welled up in their eyes, and the whole Gu family was filled with jubilation.

A family has two cultivators, and one of them is a natural spiritual seed. This is not just smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, but fire coming out of the ancestral grave.

Even the servants of the Gu family were extremely excited at this moment.

As the saying goes, "When one person succeeds, the whole family will prosper." In this chaotic world, being able to have a little connection with a cultivation sect like the Yunshan Sword Sect is much better than being an ordinary person.

Gu Jiu yawned, closed his eyes, and said silently in his heart: "Xiaoxiao, congratulations."

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Chapter 37 Don’t Rush When It’s Dark (Update)

It was a rainy night, with heavy rain and layers of rain.

The weather in the north has become increasingly abnormal recently. It is hard to imagine that such torrential rain would occur in winter.

At this time, most people stay at home to celebrate the New Year and feel the warmth of home.

The common people in this world suffer from the cold weather, and they only have these few days throughout the year to have a good rest. Even those sects that seem to be isolated from the world have a relaxed and joyful atmosphere during this period of time.

The lives of ordinary people are hard, and the path of spiritual practice is also hard.

The road to the sky is like a treacherous and lonely peak, and it is not easy to walk on it.

Apart from those "crazy people" who are naturally obsessed with practice, most practitioners actually enjoy the status and achievements brought by practice.

In this dangerous world, practitioners often play god-like roles and can naturally enjoy many things that ordinary people cannot.

For example, the tenderest snow tea on the top of Yunmeng Mountain, the blue lobster in Xihai Lake, the most famous osmanthus cake in Beijing, and the most exquisite Yaoshan tea set in Linglong Treasure Pavilion.

During the Chinese New Year, the disciples who remained in the Yunshan Sword Sect often sat in the warm house, sipping snow tea, eating delicious food, and discussing which senior and junior sisters had made new breakthroughs.

But on such a night, a female disciple from the Yunshan Sword Sect was running wildly in the rain.

The female disciple's name is Zhao Rao, and she is an outer disciple of Yunshan Sword Sect.

Because she was busy with the affairs in the sect, she returned home a little late this year. She didn't expect to encounter such a rain and such dirty things.

Zhao Rao ran very fast, mud and water splashed under her feet, and the rain curtain in front of her was shattered by her in an instant, turning into bursts of white mist.

She was injured, with a clear claw mark on her shoulder, as if it was done by some wild beast, deep enough to see the bone, but she didn't have time to bandage it.

Yes, she was running for her life, running for her life with all her might.

She encountered ghosts that she couldn't deal with, so she could only run away.

Zhao Rao remembered that there was a spiritual sect called Taohua An nearby, so he hoped to enter there and seek refuge.

Although the Yunshan Sword Sect and Taohua An had no close relationship, when facing ghosts and monsters, the sects of practitioners often shared the same spirit, so there was naturally no reason for them to ignore her.

But the rain was so heavy that she lost her way for a moment.

The dark shadow behind her seemed to have never left, always following her closely, as if teasing her.

At this moment, Zhao Rao only felt a gust of wind coming from behind him, and immediately turned around and stabbed with the sword in his left hand.

As she turned around, her posture was very graceful, like a white crane spreading its wings, and the sword she thrust out was not slow either. It pierced through the rain curtain with a buzzing sound, like a sudden flash of lightning.

Unfortunately, her sword still failed to hit the opponent.

This time, she didn't even see the face of the thing clearly. She only saw a black shadow flash past her eyes, and she felt a bone-chilling chill on her left shoulder, and then the sword in her hand fell to the ground.

There was a claw mark on her left shoulder that was deep enough to see the bone, and blood was flowing.

Such a dark night and such heavy rain seem like an ocean with no end in sight, making people feel desperate and suffocated.

Zhao Rao knelt on the ground, rain and tears sliding down her face, leaving only deep despair.

She wanted to go home, to return to the sect, she didn't want to die here.

She had practiced in the Yunshan Sword Sect for several years, and her swordsmanship was average among the outer sects, but she believed that with time, she would be able to enter the inner sect for practice.

Zhao Rao originally thought that she was capable enough to deal with ordinary weirdness, so she was anxious to go home and did not take the official road. Instead, she took a deserted road that no one had walked on for a long time. Unexpectedly, she encountered such a thing.

"Don't walk on uncultivated roads after dark." This saying is very popular in the north. She relied on her years of practice to avoid listening to it, but she still paid the price for it in the end.

But the price is inevitably a bit high.

Just as Zhao Rao was waiting to die in despair, she suddenly saw a few swaying lights not far ahead.

As if grabbing the last straw, Zhao Rao stood up covered in mud and ran towards there with all her might.

Her shoulders were injured and she had no strength in her arms, so when she ran her arms swung around and she looked like a puppet.

Fifty steps, ten steps, five steps...

While running, she had already seen the gate of the nunnery in the rain.

Peach Blossom Temple!

The door of the nunnery was not closed, and the flickering light was projected from inside the nunnery.

Zhao Rao rushed into the nunnery with all her strength, then fell to the ground with a thud, struggling, "Help! Help! Master, help!"

The Taohua Temple is not big. The main hall is right at the entrance, where a clay statue of Guanyin is enshrined.

In front of the stone statue in the main hall, an oil lamp was burning, swaying in the wind and rain.

In front of the lamp, a nun stood with her back to Zhao Rao, as if she was chanting scriptures.

"Master, help me! Master, help me! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!" Zhao Rao roared.

At this time, the nun turned around, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and frowned, "How could there be a ghost under the Guanyin statue in my Taohua Temple?"

Zhao Rao lay on the ground, panting heavily, like a fish stranded on the shore, and stammered, "Master... ahem... you may not know, my shoulders were injured by that evil spirit."

"Oh?" At this time, the nun from Taohua Temple bent down and checked Zhao Rao's injuries.

Zhao Rao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that she was saved.

In the flickering light, she couldn't see the nun's face clearly, but she saw the green in her eyes, and she felt that she looked a little familiar.

"Excuse me, is this the way you scratched it?" For some reason, Zhao Rao always felt that the nun's voice had changed.

No longer human.

She was covered in cold sweat and turned her head, only to find a skinless black ghost claw resting on her shoulder.

"You!" Zhao Rao's pupils shrank rapidly until they became two dark dots.

Then the nun took off her human skin in front of her, revealing a body that seemed to be covered with long black grass.

"Yes, it was me you just met. I like it best when my prey comes to me." The evil ghost with black grass growing all over his body grinned and laughed sinisterly.

After that, a shrill scream was heard, and then quickly disappeared in the rain.

In the last moment of Zhao Rao's consciousness, she only felt that the Guanyin statue under the lamp was smiling.

Smiling like a ghost!

The internal organs of this outer disciple of the Yunshan Sword Sect were quickly eaten up, and the evil ghost threw the other's body directly into a pit that had been dug in the yard.

There are already countless corpses buried around the pit.

The largest peach tree in the courtyard has peach blossoms that never fade all year round. People think that this is the magical power of the nuns in Peach Blossom Temple, but they don’t know that there are countless corpses buried under the roots of the tree.

After the ghost finished eating, it put on human skin and turned into a nun again.

The nun with green eyes licked her lips and sighed, "Humans who practice cultivation are still delicious."

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Chapter 38 Men are really troublesome

It was already the second day, and Gu Xiaoxiao still hadn't recovered from the fact that she passed the test.

She only remembered that the woman asked her to hold a black stone, and then she felt the vitality of heaven and earth in her body flowing like a river, pouring into the seemingly ordinary black stone.

Later she learned that the stone was called the "Bee Spirit Stone". The more sensitive a person was to the vital energy of heaven and earth, the louder the sound the stone would make.