The Mushroom Immortal

In this case, is it feasible for me to create "The Lord of Girlfriends", "Breaking the Sky", "Covering the Ground", and "The Deaf" 🙂

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Nine of Chapter 1 of "Gu Zhenren" Wu Liang Becomes an Immortal The thunder tribulation has passed and Wu Liang officially became an immortal. The sealed memory in his mind immediately emerged, "It turns out that this world is actually a cave formed by the immortal aperture of the Paradise Immortal. Only those who become immortals through mushroom magic can completely inherit this cave." Wu Liang smiled slightly. "Fortunately, the main body used the sky-stealing machine to find out information about the Paradise Immortal Lord, and used various means to send the split soul into this world, so that I can successfully control this world." It turns out that Wu Liang is actually the split soul of the Heavenly Refining Demon Lord Gu Yue Fang Yuan! "It's time to help the main body!" Wu Liang said and then flew out of the sky. Chapter 1140: Ju Yang, Fang Yuan and Xingxu (Part 2)

Gu Zhenren! Tangtang serialization! 😡 Chapter 1: Rebirth against the path, the sound of drums rises again "Gu Demon! Today is your day of death!" "Gu Xiu, you are walking the drum path alone, stealing the power of heaven and earth, damaging the foundation of great music, and the law of heaven cannot tolerate it!" "For the sustainability of the way of music, you must be punished today! What a shame! " "Gu Xiu, in order to break through the shackles of the eighth rank, you dare to challenge the iron rules set by the ninth rank master. It is an unforgivable crime! " Above the nine heavens, thunder clouds rolled, and purple lightning was like a dragon, lighting up this desolate land known as the "Soundless Abyss". Gu Xiu stood on the top of the cliff, wearing a black gown that had been soaked with blood and almost solidified. With an indifferent expression and a cold light in his eyes, he looked down at the many drummers swarming below. The eight-turn drum immortals from the seven musical ranges jointly set up the "Ten Thousand Lai Forbidden Sound Array". Countless tunes were woven into an airtight net in the void, completely trapping Gu Xiu in this world. Beside Gu Xiu, there was a giant drum suspended like ink with a bloody edge - "Go Against the Heavens Alone". This is his natal drum, the peak of the eighth revolution, just one step away from the legendary nine-turn drum master. But at this moment, the surface of the drum was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and the spirit of the drum was weak, as if it would collapse at any time. "It was a failure after all." Gu Xiu whispered to himself softly, with a disdainful sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth. In this world, the Gu Dao lineage has adhered to the principle of "music and dance complement each other" since ancient times. The drummer and the dancer need to become musical partners and perform the great road of heaven and earth together to gain the power of musical rhythm. This is the iron rule set by the only Nine-turn Drum Lord in the world - "Dayin Tianzun", and no one has questioned it for thousands of years. But Gu Xiu has embarked on an unprecedented "alone drumming path". He does not rely on dancers, but relies solely on his own strength to directly snatch the power of music from heaven and earth and forcefully advance his own realm. In the eyes of everyone, this is an out-and-out demonic way. Only Gu Xiu knows the truth - if you follow the path prescribed by Dayin Tianzun, before he falls, there will always be only one Nine-turn Drum Master in the world, and the others will at most stop at the peak of Eight-turn Drum. This was his shocking discovery when he broke through to the Eight-turn Drum Immortal, and it was also the fundamental reason why he chose to go against the path. "Three hundred years are like sand between fingers." Gu Xiu looked around, with no fear in his eyes, only endless sarcasm, "I, Gu Xiu, will die without regrets!" As his voice fell, the sound of the drum below became more violent, like thousands of thunders exploding at the same time, shaking the entire abyss. "Gu Xiu! Hand over your 'Tianyin Plunder Technique', and we will give you a pleasure!" An old man in a golden robe shouted sternly. He is the domain master of the southeastern sound domain and a drum immortal at the peak of rank eight. Gu Xiu sneered: "Idiots are talking! If I, Gu Xiu, were greedy for life and afraid of death, how could I have embarked on this path?" Seeing that persuading them to surrender was fruitless, the seven Territory Lords exerted their strength at the same time, and the Wan Lai Forbidden Sound Formation suddenly tightened. Gu Xiu sat cross-legged on the Nitian Duxing Drum, his eyes as calm as an ancient well. He knew that he had no way out. Over the past three hundred years, he had overcome obstacles all the way and almost touched the threshold of rank nine, but in the end he was defeated by the joint efforts of the Drum Immortals. "What a pity, I am only one step away from verifying my conjecture." Gu Xiu sighed, "If I can break through to the ninth rank, I may be able to reveal the secret of the Great Sound Heavenly Lord." Just when the Wan Lai Forbidden Sound Array was about to completely crush Gu Xiu, his natal drum - Ni Tian Du Xing suddenly made a strange drum sound. This drum sound is different. It seems to penetrate the boundaries of time and space, echoing between the past and the future. "This is... The Timing Drum Spirit!" A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Xiu's eyes, "Is there still a chance?" When he was refining the Heaven-defying Alone, he inadvertently incorporated an extremely rare Timing Drum Spirit. This type of drum spirit controls the flow of time, and is said to have the magical ability to reverse time and space. "In that case, I will bet this last time!" Gu Xiu detonated all the power in his body without hesitation. "No! Stop him!" "The devil is going to blow himself up!" The Drum Immortals shouted in panic, but it was too late. A bright beam of light soared into the sky from Gu Xiu's body, and at the same time, the time-sequenced drumming of the Heaven-defying Lone Drum formed a strange resonance. At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Gu Xiu's body gradually dissipated in the light, leaving only a ray of soul, wrapped in three hundred years of memories and obsessions, traveling upstream and traveling through the long river of time... "Gu Xiu! You loser, you can't even control the sound of a drum, and you still have the nerve to stand in front of the Enlightenment Stone? Go back and practice for another three years!" The harsh scolding was like a sharp sword, piercing the membranes. Gu Xiu suddenly opened his eyes, feeling dazed for a moment. In front of him was a stern and stern face - Gu Tianming, the senior brother of the Gu family's Guge. Standing next to him were several Guge deacons, all of whom looked disdainful. "In front of the Enlightenment Stone, you can't even type out the most basic 'One Sound of Clear Heart', which is a waste of resources in the clan! From today on, your cultivation resources will be halved!" Senior Brother announced coldly. "Elder brother?" Gu Xiu muttered to himself, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief. He looked around and found that he was standing in the Enlightenment Square of Gujiagu Pavilion. This is where the Gu family tests their drummer qualifications, and he apparently just experienced a failed test. In front of the Enlightenment Stone, the boys and girls in the tribe were whispering to each other, their eyes full of sarcasm. In particular, several drum cultivators of the same age laughed unabashedly. "I... Came back?" Gu Xiu's heart was filled with turmoil. He clearly remembered that just now, he was still in the Jueyin Tianyuan, facing the siege of the seven domain lords, detonating himself, resonating with the timing drum spirit on the Nitian Duxing Drum, trying to reverse time and space. And now, he actually went back three hundred years ago, back to the time when he was sixteen years old and could not even become a drum master! "Still standing there to make armor? Why don't you leave quickly!" The deacon on the side scolded coldly. Gu Xiu took a deep breath and bowed respectfully: "Yes, senior brother." Leaving Kaimeng Square, Gu Xiu went straight back to his small courtyard in the clan. This is the residence arranged by the Gu family for drum repair apprentices who have not yet become regulars. It is simple and lonely. After entering the courtyard and confirming that no one was following him, Gu Xiu immediately checked his status. Sure enough, the spiritual power in his body was so weak that he couldn't even perform the most basic drumming skills, let alone any solo drumming skills. And his drum is just an ordinary small drum made of paulownia wood, without even a shadow of the drum spirit. "What a trick of fate." Gu Xiu said to himself with a wry smile, "Three hundred years later, the eight-turn Drum Immortal is not even one turn now." He sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, sorting out his thoughts. The Time Drum Spirit did work, allowing his soul to flow back through time and return to the past. But at the same time, he also lost almost all his power, retaining only his memory and the purity of his soul. In this world, drummers are a privileged class above ordinary people. One drum master can command a hundred people, five drum masters can guard an area, and six drum masters can easily destroy tens of thousands of mortal armies. The Drum Immortal of the seventh rank and above is like a god-like existence, and the Drum Immortal of the eighth rank can rule over a large area. Only the legendary Drum Master of the ninth rank is invincible in the world. "Since we have to do it over again, everything must be planned again." Gu Xiu's eyes were firm, "This time, I will be more cautious and have a more long-term plan." In his previous life, he discovered the secret of Dayin Tianzun after breaking through to the Eighth Rotation Drum Immortal. At that time, he had already embarked on the solo drum path, was regarded as a demon cultivator, and was the enemy of the world. In the end, even though he reached the peak of rank eight, he was still defeated by the combined efforts of the Drum Immortals. "In this life, I will endure it. At least until I become the Eighth Rotation Drum Immortal, I will pretend to be an orthodox drum cultivator." A glint flashed in Gu Xiu's eyes, "I will decide how to act after I confirm the secret of Dayin Tianzun." He picked up the small paulownia drum and gently stroked the drum surface. The three-hundred-year journey will start again from here. "In my last life, I was alone and braved the solo drum path. Although I reached the peak of Rank 8, I was ultimately defeated by a group attack." Gu Xiu mused, "In this life, I will learn to use all available resources and connections." In Gu Xiu's memory of his previous life, although the Gu family is a small clan in the Nanyin Domain, one of the seven major musical domains, there have been many outstanding drum masters in the clan. If he could rely on the strength of his family, it would be much smoother at least in the early stages. More importantly, most of the seven Territory Lords who besieged him three hundred years later were still young drum masters, and some were not even born yet. This gave him plenty of time to lay out. "Let's start from the basics. Since you have started over, don't rush for success." Gu Xiu closed his eyes and began to use the skills he practiced in his previous life. The heroes of this world are really like the crucian carp crossing the river!

The mushroom masters are here, can "Limited Blood Core" be far behind?

There is no fairy spirit in this world, it's just a dancing skeleton in human skin. When I dug out the first piece of rotten bone from the Cave of Ten Thousand Bones to satisfy my hunger, I finally saw through the true meaning of cultivation - The so-called attainment of Taoism and immortality is to achieve the goal of achieving ten thousand bones in one go. [Bone-Eating Spiritual Vein] allows me to taste the sweetness in the monk's bone marrow. The enemy's spine becomes a poison-quenched flying sword, and the beloved's skull becomes a compass for divination. They say the devil is cruel? Those ancestors from well-known and upright families refined the bones and blood of millions of mortals into "human candles" to extend their lives. You ask me why I take charge of the Guixu Cauldron to harvest the common people? It's just a step ahead of the hypocrites: This world is just a giant rotten bone. If you want to survive—— You have to forge yourself into the sharpest barb amidst the wails of all living beings. "My fellow Taoist has a strange bone structure. Can you lend me... A pot of good soup?"

No, the author should have attracted a lot of traffic through this name, so why is the result so poor?

Sure enough, there is a means of resurrection in the Paradise

I was shocked to see Mr. Gu and came to join in the fun. I am already writing

Here comes another Gu Zhenren, farming style

The author relied on inspiration to write this article, so the author is an inspiration mushroom