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Chapter 502 Thousands of years, ten thousand years

The early morning sunshine penetrates into the mountain forest and shines on the creek, making the waves sparkling.
Gu An is still sitting on the rock. It has been a year since he left Taixuanmen. The Wushi dojo has been planted with herbs of all levels. In a few years, his annual life income will increase and surpass the peak. Nothing difficult.
An Xin, Shen Zhen and others also began to practice in seclusion. Gu An would come outside the dojo every day to teach Yi Xiaoqiang and the other five.
The five of Yi Xiaoqiang had to climb mountains and wade back and forth every day, which was very hard at first. After a year of practice, they have become accustomed to it and even regard this journey as practice.
While waiting for them, Gu An was looking at Zhen Qin.
Since Ye Lan's death, Zhen Qin has been practicing outside all year round and has been given endless opportunities. Unfortunately, she is still approaching her end.
And she is still a long way from Nirvana.
Zhen Qin seems to feel her destiny and is ready to take revenge on the Night Flower Ghost Mother.
Su Han's death has always been a thorn in Zhen Qin's heart. The reason why she practiced hard was to avenge her senior brother.
"Su Han, Su Han, you think you have good intentions, but you have never thought that because of your good intentions, your junior sister will bear thousands of years of hatred until she dies."
Gu An murmured to himself, lamenting the human heart and destiny.
Su Han's body had long been moved from Nianchu Cave to the Outer World Cave, and is now placed in a cave in the dojo.
His soul has long since gone away with reincarnation, but his body is well preserved, and Gu An can find his reincarnated soul through cause and effect.
He didn't want to do this at first, but seeing that Zhen Qin was about to meet his end, he wanted to give up his disciple's regret.
Just as Gu An was thinking, a sound broke through the air.
I saw the one-year-old Yi Xiaoqiang coming to kill with a wooden sword, like a bird flying from the forest.
Gu An raised his hand, wrapped it around his neck, and clamped the tip of the wooden sword between his fingers.
Yi Xiaoqiang was forcibly blocked, his feet landed on the ground, and he subconsciously fell backwards.
He raised his head and looked at Gu An. He shook his numb right hand and said with emotion: "Master, you are so powerful. Are you a Foundation Establishment Realm monk?"
Gu An stood up and put the wooden sword in his hand. He smiled and said: "You have discovered it. With your ability, you still want to sneak attack on the master?"
Yi Xiaoqiang frowned and said, "What do you mean by sneak attack? I'm just letting Master see the results of my cultivation."
At this time, four other people followed, and they bowed and saluted Gu An.
Gu An not only taught them the method of cultivation, but also taught them etiquette and how to behave. Even though it was only a year ago, the five of them had already become chivalrous.
Even with their cultivation and spells, the five of them did not bully ordinary people, but instead helped the strong and supported the weak. They have gained a good reputation within a hundred miles of their hometown.
Seeing that everyone was here, Gu An threw the wooden sword to Yi Xiaoqiang and said, "Today I will teach you the art of sword control."
After hearing this, the five people were not very excited. The art of sword control did not sound like a powerful spell, not to mention that they also practiced swordsmanship on weekdays.
Gu An saw through their lack of interest, but didn't say much and focused on teaching the formula.

In the mysterious space, Yang Immortal Emperor walked towards the Tiandao Golden Pill. Looking at the majestic Tiandao Golden Pill, his eyes were not as hot as before.
After experiencing the disaster of the War Court, he felt that the golden elixir of heaven could not give him the strength to control everything, and heaven had no intention of saving the common people.
Whether it is the Immortal Dynasty or the Holy Court, most people have a sense of mission to shoulder the fate of all people in the world. Since they set out on the road to become immortals, they have done good things and bad things, but they all feel that as long as they are strong, they must
Protect the common people.
The same is true for Yangxian Emperor. He feels that he should be the master of heaven and earth and must protect the common people.
He came all the way to An Hao. At this moment, An Hao was still meditating and meditating on the golden elixir of heaven.
"Your master has left." Emperor Yangxian said.
Hearing this, An Hao immediately opened his eyes. He looked at Yang Immortal Emperor and frowned.
Emperor Yangxian continued: "He left Tianling Great World with a few of his disciples, and your junior sister was also taken away by him."
When An Hao heard this, his frown relaxed and he asked: "It's okay to leave, the world is getting more and more chaotic. My master can save the world once or twice, but you can't keep taking action, otherwise sooner or later it will lead to chaos."
He has a stronger existence, and if my junior sister follows him, I can feel completely at ease."
Emperor Yang Immortal moved his gaze to the Golden Pill of Heaven and said, "An Hao, I suddenly feel that this Golden Pill cannot represent Heaven."
An Hao looked at him, the golden light of heaven shone on his face, and his expression was so complicated.
"So, what do you want to do?" An Hao asked.
He also doesn't believe in the way of heaven. He only wants to become stronger quickly after studying the golden elixir of the way of heaven.
The situation in the world is changing rapidly. No matter how talented he is, he still has a sense of urgency in his heart.
If he died on the road of cultivating immortality, no one in the world would remember him in a thousand or ten thousand years.
Emperor Yangxian said slowly: "I want to argue about the way of heaven."
After hearing this, An Hao fell into silence.
This mysterious space then became quiet, and the shadows of the two people were stretched extremely long.

Spring passed and autumn came, and five years passed quickly.
The dojo is vast, but there are very few people living here. It is peaceful every day, which makes Gu An's heart calm.
Gu An taught Yi Xiaoqiang and the five others every day, planted flowers and picked grass, wrote books, and practiced calligraphy. Gu An didn't feel bored at all, but felt very fulfilled.
Five years have passed, and all five of Yi Xiaoqiang have grown up, and have successfully built foundations one after another.
It's hot in summer, in the woods, beside the stream.
Gu An looked at the five people who had grown up and felt that time flies so fast.
"Master, I want to change my name. From now on, I will be called Yi Qingshan." Yi Xiaoqiang suddenly said, and the other four people followed suit.
"I want to change it too, my name is Lin Chuan."
"My name is Cheng Meng."
"I even want to change my last name. My name is Gu Changsheng."
"You are shameless, so my surname will also be Gu, and my name will be Gu Chengdao."
After listening to their words, Gu An smiled helplessly and did not stop them.
As the five people changed their names, their fates also changed, and Gu An saw their future.
Gu An pretended to cough and said: "You have already established the foundation. In a few years, you will be able to surpass me. I don't want to be surpassed by you. I don't want to be surpassed by you. Don't come here anymore. Go out and seek a broader path to immortality."
Hearing this, Yi Qingshan and the other five fell silent. They did not refute. In fact, they wanted to leave two years ago because they came into contact with the immortal cultivators and knew how vast the world was, and they were fascinated by it.
"Master, we..." Cheng Meng couldn't help but say.
Before she finished speaking, Gu An raised his hand and said, "You don't have to act like a son or daughter. I came here as a teacher because I wanted to be isolated from the world and practice with peace of mind. I have been disturbed by you for so many years. Should I let me go?"
Yi Qingshan immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Gu An, and the other four people quickly followed suit.
Looking at Yi Qingshan, Gu An thought of Lu Jiujia.
Lu Jiujia's figure overlapped with Yi Qingshan's, becoming a new person.
Gu An was not sentimental, with a smile on his face and accepted their kowtows.
Yi Qingshan stood up and said: "One day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a father. When we become immortals and attain the Tao, we will definitely come back to repay you."
The others followed suit, Gu An waved his hand pretending to be impatient, and the five of them bowed and said goodbye.
After taking a few steps, Yi Qingshan couldn't help but look back. Just like when he parted with Gu An for the first time, he looked at Gu An under the shade of the tree, and the reluctance he felt in his youth emerged again.
He is stronger now than he was six years ago. He was not swayed by his emotions. He quickly turned back and disappeared into the woods with his companions.
Gu An opened his arms and stretched. He twisted his neck and said, "I finally send you away. See you again in a thousand years."
He turned and walked in the other direction of the woods.
As soon as they crossed the creek, a fat white rat rushed out. It quickly shrank in size and landed on Gu An's shoulder.
"Master, are those five your disciples?" Bai Lingshu asked curiously, his voice still as childish as a boy's.
Gu An smiled and said: "Of course, why do you ask?"
"You only taught them for a few years and then drove them away. I thought they were just like the disciples in the Third Medicine Valley and Xuan Valley."
"They will come back. They will accompany us for thousands of years, tens of thousands of years, and you have to be their backer."
"Really or not?"
The white spirit rat stared with astonishment.
Chapter completed!
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