Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Baili Dongjun's face was firm. He looked at his master, whose black hair had been reborn and whose spirit was extraordinary. He opened his mouth but tears welled up in his eyes.

The Confucian Immortal took a few steps out of the air, came in front of Baili Dongjun, and said calmly:

"Don't be sad, Dongjun. Master should have died in that battle. I was able to keep him alive with a cup of medicinal wine. I have been prepared for this day!"

Baili Dongjun nodded, tears splashing out

Gu Chen looked around at everyone present, his voice ethereal:

"You have all seen the elegance of the Confucian Immortal. It is my honor to be seen off by the sons of famous families, the princes of marquisates, and even the prince of Tianqi before I die!"

"I hope that the passing of the Confucian Immortal can put an end to all the disasters!"

Xiao Ruofeng knew clearly that the Confucian Immortal must have been worried that his appearance would bring disaster to the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion.

That's why the Confucian Immortal sacrificed his life to allow Wen Yanzhao to recover from his internal injuries, and finally used his remaining internal energy to perform a peerless sword move.

Everyone present was impressed by the Confucian Immortal's transcendence and transcendence. Baili Chengfeng's heart was also relieved after hearing what the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen had just said.

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Wen Hujiu blinked his eyes, looked at Wen Yanzhao under the Phoenix Paulownia, and then looked at Baili Dongjun beside the Confucian Immortal.

With a long sigh, he stood with his hands behind his back.

"My dear friend from the Wen family, please follow me!"

After the Confucian Immortal finished talking to everyone, he waved to Wen Yanzhao who was standing under the tree.

Wen Yanzhao bowed and walked to the front of the Confucian Immortal.

"Senior, please speak!"

The Confucian Immortal Gu Chen's eyes moved and he said softly:

"You saved my only disciple Dongjun, and I passed on my skills to you. Although we are not master and disciple in name, we are already master and disciple in reality!"

"I once divined before you came. Now I have a few words to say, but I cannot tell anyone else."

After the Confucian Immortal finished speaking these words word by word, he turned around and said to the others:

"Please give us some time alone!"

Before he finished speaking, the Confucian Immortal waved his long sleeves, and peach blossoms fell like rain. The Confucian Immortals Gu Chen and Wen Yanzhao in front of Xiao Ruofeng and others disappeared in the falling peach blossoms.

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"Can you now explain clearly what you just whispered to me?" The Confucian Immortal stared into Wen Yanzhao's eyes and asked.

"Please forgive me for being rude, Senior. I have been saved and helped you rebuild my cultivation. I cannot bear to see you die like this!"

"So, please do me a favor!"

Wen Yanzhao bowed deeply to the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen in the rain of flowers.

After the salute, the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen did not say anything, but just nodded slightly.

Seeing that the Confucian Immortal agreed, Wen Yanzhao exerted his inner strength, took out the "Art of Avoiding Death and Prolonging Life" from the storage space, held it in his hand and said:

"I once had an opportunity to learn a technique from a hermit master. Please accept it!"

The Confucian Immortal glanced at the ancient book in Wen Yanzhao's hand. The four characters on the cover of the book were "Avoid Death and Prolong Life".

"It seems that my divination has come true. Meeting you is a blessing in disguise. If that's the case, I will follow fate."

After the Confucian Immortal finished speaking, he reached out to take it. The moment his fingers touched it, the ancient book shattered into pieces in Wen Yanzhao's hands.

Then those broken bits of light gathered and swirled in the air, gradually melting into Gu Chen's brow.

As the Confucian Immortal's Secret of Avoiding Death and Prolonging Life was completely absorbed, his hair gradually returned from its jet-black beauty to its original white hair.

The wrinkles on the face and around the eyes also reappeared

The Confucian Immortal felt the changes that were happening to his body. The centenarian, who should have been dying, had regained his vitality because of the ancient book.

He stretched his limbs, clasped his hands together, and after his internal energy circulated through his eight extraordinary meridians for a while, he smiled at Wen Yanzhao and said:

"Young friend from the Wen family, you are really interesting. This kind of skill might have been bestowed by an immortal!"

Wen Yanzhao sighed softly:

"There is no such thing as an immortal. Even a hermit like you can't ascend to heaven, let alone an immortal!"

"Senior, please accept Yan Zhao's second gift!"

After saying this, he took out the bottle of "Turtle Breath Powder" from the storage space and handed it to the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen who had regained his vitality.

Gu Chen frowned, took the medicine bottle and looked at it, then asked:

“Is this some kind of panacea?”

Wen Yanzhao shook his head: "This is poison. After taking it, you will be as good as dead within twelve hours."

After hearing this, the Confucian Immortal nodded:

"You are so young, but you are so calculating. I hope you can bring some hope to this world in the future!"

After saying this, he waved his right hand, and the petals gathered in front of the two of them, and then he held out a celadon long-necked wine bottle.

Confucian Immortal Gu Chen reached out and took the bottle, opened it and poured it in.

After doing all this, he whispered:

"The scene you just told me about should start now! It's just too hard for Dongjun to make him think I'm really dead!"

Wen Yanzhao smiled slyly:

"Everyone in the world knows that you have passed away, so you won't be disturbed anymore! For Dong Jun, this may be the best outcome!"

The Confucian Immortal nodded, holding the wine bottle in his hand, and waved his long sleeves, and the peach blossom rain that blocked the two of them from the outside world dissipated instantly.

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Chapter 62: Achieving Confucian Immortal Cultivation and Entering a Free and Unfettered State

"Dong Jun, I have already explained to your cousin the things I entrusted to him!"

"Come, have one last drink with me!"

As the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen lifted the illusion in front of everyone, the Peach Forest Secret Realm also began to restore its true nature -

Except for the towering and luxuriant old phoenix tung tree, the rest are just withered old trees and rotten wood. There is no peach blossom forest at all.

Full of enthusiasm, but ultimately illusory

Baili Dongjun saw the Confucian holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and Wen Yanzhao followed him from a distance.

Hearing his master's words, Baili Dongjun hurried over, took the arm of the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, and helped him sit down on the table under the Phoenix Paulownia tree.

The two of them sat on the ground. Wen Yanzhao walked to the table and bowed deeply to the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen:

"Senior, I have been so kind to you. I have no way to repay you this year. I can only remember your instructions and live up to your expectations!"

The Confucian Immortal nodded with satisfaction, a relaxed smile in his eyes, and then waved his hand:

"You go ahead. Dongjun and I will finish this pot of wine. It's almost time."

Upon hearing this, Wen Yanzhao flew over to the warm pot of wine and watched the master and apprentice drinking together under the Phoenix Tong tree from afar.

"Dong Jun, did you remember the great Dao Chaotian that Master taught you last?" After asking, the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen took the bottle of wine in his hand and poured himself a drink.

There was a black porcelain wine jug on the table in front of Baili Dongjun. Gu Chen picked up the wine bottle and filled Baili Dongjun's cup.

Baili Dongjun had no mood to drink. He could hardly speak. Sadness welled up in his heart. Just as he was about to open his mouth, tears splashed into the wine glass.

He picked up the wine glass, tried to calm himself down, and finally uttered a sentence:

"Master, Dongjun has made note of it!"

When the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen heard what he said, a smile spread across his face, and he also raised his wine glass:

"Then Master, you will be relieved! I am a wanderer from Western Chu. Today is the time for me to return home..."

After saying this, the Confucian Immortal's eyes were filled with infinite sadness, and he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup.

Baili Dongjun also drank it all with tears in his eyes.

"Don't be sad anymore, this is just a farewell!"

"But don't worry, one day when you reach that realm, you may be able to see Master again!"

The Confucian Immortal was still calm and composed, and his gaze towards Baili Dongjun was still full of love and hope.

Just as Baili Dongjun was about to ask the Confucian Immortal what realm he was about to enter, he saw the Confucian Immortal, who was originally sitting upright, slowly close his eyes...

"Master! Master...what's wrong with you?"

Baili Dongjun suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. He shouted, but the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen did not respond.

Baili Dongjun stood up in a hurry. As soon as he took a step, the Confucian Immortal Gu Chen, who was sitting upright, turned into peach blossoms and disappeared with the wind...

Unable to hold back his tears any longer, Baili Dongjun cried out "Master" heartbreakingly.

But everything before him told him that Gu Chen was dead and there were no more Confucian immortals in the world!

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Everyone present was moved, except Wen Yanzhao who remained calm and composed.

Baili Chengfeng murmured, "Son, I hope your master's death will help you grow up!"

Wen Hujiu glanced suspiciously at Wen Yanzhao, who seemed to be fine. Although he was muttering in his heart, he didn't say much.

I just felt a little distressed when I saw Baili Dongjun crying under the Phoenix Tong tree.

Xiao Ruofeng's sword-like eyebrows were always furrowed. But seeing such a scene, he couldn't say anything. As a warrior, although he was a prince,

But he still has respect and admiration for the Confucian Immortal in his heart. Seeing him pass away here today, he will not pursue the responsibility of the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion for this matter.

Lei Mengsha is a man of temperament. After witnessing the separation of master and apprentice just now, he was also filled with sorrow.

As the Confucian Immortal "died", Wen Yanzhao and Wen Hujiu half-pulled and half-carried Baili Dongjun, who was crying almost to death, and finally brought her back to the Zhenxi Marquis Mansion.

After Xiao Ruofeng learned that Ye Dingzhi had left, he did not pursue the matter. He just said, "I will report the truth to my father."