The sun set in the west.
After busying himself for an entire afternoon, he finally left after planting all of the spirit fields.
As for the things that Ouyang Ye was worried about, he didn't take them to heart at all. Instead, it was the little girl's worry that made Gu Qingfeng feel a sense of déjà vu. To be precise, the little girl's senior sister's words this afternoon made him feel very emotional.
Back then, when he was working as a handyman in Yunxia School, he fell in love with a senior sister. He spent a lot of effort to move her. Unfortunately, he was only a handyman back then, and that senior sister was an inner disciple of Yunxia School like Ouyang Ye.
Later, when this relationship was discovered, the result could be imagined. Everyone in Yunxia School opposed it. All kinds of humiliation from the disciples and all kinds of sarcasm from the elders of the sect were still fresh in his memory.
Although Gu Qingfeng was young and frivolous, the more people opposed it, the more he insisted. Unfortunately, he didn't have what he wanted back then. He had no status, no status, and no cultivation. In the end, in order to not make things difficult for his senior sister, he had to leave with hatred.
He still remembered her name, Hong Xiu.
That was the first time he fell in love with her.
Later, he came back to look for her, but he learned that she was already married. Since then, Gu Qingfeng didn't ask for any information about her.
Now that he had returned to the Red Cloud Sect after five hundred years, he unexpectedly met the same people he had met in the past. Although this matter was originally just to help that girl Ouyang Ye and it wasn't true, Senior Martial Sister Ouyang Ye's words in the afternoon really touched him deeply.
He shook his head, sighed, and didn't continue to think about it.
It was already evening when he returned to the Hidden Spirit Garden in the back mountain. He didn't know where that old man Huo De went, but there was no trace of him for the whole day. Since he had nothing to do, Gu Qingfeng quietly cultivated.
After being judged by the Heavenly Dao, his foundation of the Great Dao was destroyed, and his cultivation was scattered. The Immortal Devil Throne was taken away, which meant that the Supreme Immortal Devil Body was also beaten back to its original form, becoming a mortal.
If he wanted to cultivate, there was only one path to take, and that was to rebuild his foundation.
For Gu Qingfeng, Foundation Establishment was not a difficult matter. Although he had been beaten back to his original form and had lost everything, his body had, after all, been tempered by the Nine Nether Ancestral Flame. The Heavenly Dao might be able to beat his supreme Immortal Devil Body back to a mortal body, but it could not destroy the Nine Nether bloodline in his body.
Relying on the Nine Nether bloodline and his five hundred years of cultivation experience, building a new foundation was as easy as flipping his hand.
Over the past few days, Gu Qingfeng's weak soul and body had gradually recovered. He didn't need to deliberately breathe in and out, because every pore in his body was a Dantian, automatically absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth every minute and every second.
A steady stream of spiritual energy entered his body through his pores, nourishing his five viscera and six bowels. It also nourished his meridians. A few days after he arrived at the Red Cloud Sect, the spiritual energy in his body flowed like a river through his meridians.
Just like that, he meditated for an entire night.
Early in the morning, the sun rose.
Gu Qingfeng was surprised to find that the old man, Huo De, had not returned yet.
"That old man, Huo De, is too outrageous. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years, and I finally came back to catch up with him. Damn it, he actually disappeared with me."
Gu Qingfeng didn't know where Huo De had gone, and he was too lazy to look for him. Fortunately, the old man had hidden a lot of good wine.
When he got up in the morning, he washed up and took two jars of good wine from Huo De's secret room. Then, he sat in the courtyard and basked in the sun.
"That old man, Huo De, is a wine lover. Why didn't he hide some good wine?"
Gu Qingfeng loved to drink. He had never stopped drinking since he was young. From this world to the Heaven Realm, he had tried almost all the wine that he could drink. The wine that he reminisced about the most was the few jars of "Samsara Intoxication" that he had won from Black Sun in the Nine Nether. After drinking that wine, he would definitely be drunk and reincarnated. He drank to his heart's content.
"I do remember the recipe for Black Sun's Samsara Intoxication, but the resources in the recipe are not easy to find …"
Gu Qingfeng pondered if he had the chance to brew some wine himself. Even if he couldn't brew Black Sun's real Samsara Intoxication, he could brew some fake ones first.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Dashan suddenly ran in. This guy looked like he was in a hurry. His eyes were red, and he was covering his face. When he saw Gu Qingfeng, he called out, "Young Master," and then ran back into the house.
"Dashan, what's wrong with you?"
"No … nothing …"
Wang Dashan's back was facing Gu Qingfeng, and he seemed to be a little guilty.
Gu Qingfeng walked over and took a look. He asked, "You seem to have cried … what happened?"
"Young Master, I … I'm fine …"
"What's wrong with your face …"
Gu Qingfeng pried Wang Dashan's hand open and frowned. Dashan's right cheek was red and swollen. There was a bloody palm print on it, and there was some blood at the corner of his mouth.
"Didn't you go to the spiritual field? Who beat you up like this? "
"Young Master, I'm really fine. Don't ask …"
Wang Dashan covered his face and lowered his head, not daring to look directly at him.
"What happened?" Gu Qingfeng saw something fishy from Wang Dashan's dodging eyes. He asked, "Is it related to me?" Seeing that Wang Dashan didn't respond, Gu Qingfeng said again, "You'd better tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll know when I go to the spiritual field later."
Hearing that Gu Qingfeng wanted to go to the spiritual field, Wang Dashan quickly said, "Young Master, you can't go!"
"Oh? So it really is because of me … "Gu Qingfeng could more or less guess. He said," I'll go to the spiritual field to have a look. "
"Young Master, don't go. Senior Sister Ouyang said not to go!"
Hearing that it was Ouyang Ye, Gu Qingfeng had a rough idea of what had happened. He found some ointment from the garden's pharmacy and treated the wound on Wang Dashan's cheek. As he bandaged it, he asked, "What happened?"
"It's like this … In the morning, I … I was harvesting the spirit field. A few senior brothers from the outer sect dug out the seeds you planted yesterday. I … I couldn't stand it, so I said a few words … and they … they beat me up. Later … Later, Senior Sister Ouyang somehow found out about this … She told me to come back first and told me not to tell you about this. Senior Sister said she would deal with this matter."
"A bunch of little bastards. They're not even fully grown yet, but they're quite ruthless."
After bandaging Wang Dashan's wound, Gu Qingfeng stood up and said, "Let's go to the spiritual field to have a look."
Wang Dashan looked sad and said worriedly, "Young Master, you … you don't have to go!"
Gu Qing Feng downed the wine in his cup in one gulp. "Destroying my spiritual field is a small matter and I don't care about it. However, you took this slap on my behalf so I can't let it go just like that."
Gu Qingfeng put the wine jar back into the storage bag. His expression was emotionless. He buttoned up his shirt one by one and said coldly.
"I can tolerate anything in my life, but there's one thing I can't tolerate, and that's someone getting hurt because of me. I couldn't tolerate this when I was young, and I can't tolerate it when I'm older. I can't tolerate it in the past, and I won't tolerate it in the future. This is my principle and my bottom line."
"Young Master, forget it … They're all outer sect disciples from Yunxia School. We … we can't afford to offend them! Forget it … "
"They're just a few brats. Not to mention that they're disciples of the Red Cloud Sect, even if they're immortals or devils, I don't care. Even if God slaps you because of me, I'll still get it back for you!"
"Let's go!"
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