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After the pain passed, Zhong Michu bit his teeth lightly again, and the soft hair passed by his ears, which was really painful, but fortunately, the temperature on Zhong Michu's body gradually dropped.

The two embraced, relatively speechless.

After a long time, Gu Fuyou said: "I have to find a replacement."

Zhong Michu's belt was torn and her clothes were loose, so she couldn't go out to meet people like this.Moreover, Zhong Michu was still wearing the dragon king's crown dress, which was too dazzling. People from these small sects didn't recognize him, but after he walked out, it was inevitable that someone would recognize him.

"Ah."

The two walked out of the cave.Zhong Michu covered the skirt with his hands, and the collar was a little wider than before.Gu Fuyou glanced at Zhong Michu's neck, and above it were two distinct textures, like suet and white jade.

Her eyes flickered, and her eyes moved up to see Zhong Michu's lips.Zhong Mi's lips were thin at first, and their color was light. Because of the kiss just now, they became rosy and plump now, like overripe cherries, as if bitten through, the sweet juice would overflow his mouth.

She recalled the feeling of kissing before, never knew that her lips were so soft, she couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licking her upper lip.

Only then did the tip of her tongue stick out, touching the bead of her lips.

Zhong Michu turned to look at her.The person who sticks out the tip of his tongue stares at a place with red eyes in a daze, looking stunned, which is extraordinarily pitiful.She even forgot what she was going to say.

"..." Gu Fuyou moved his eyes from her lips to her eyes, and when the eyes met, he silently retracted his tongue and looked away.

Everyone in this sect is still immersed in the illusion of covering their ears. When the two stand in front of them, they seem to be invisible, and they still do their own things.

Gu Fuyou blushed slightly, eager to get rid of this embarrassing situation, he hurriedly said to Zhong Michu: "You wait here, I will go find two sets of clothes."

Before Zhong Michu could speak, he left like the wind.

Zhong Michu stood there waiting for her, when suddenly he heard a commotion.The place where she is located is the school ground of the sect, and a group of disciples are frolicking there.

Not to say it was playful.

A thin young man was surrounded in the center, and five or six disciples teased him with a book in their hands. When he rushed to grab it, they threw the book into the hands of the disciples on the other side.

The young man's spiritual power seemed to be absent, he hadn't even entered the Qi training period, he hadn't crossed the threshold of cultivating immortals, he was no match for those disciples at all, I don't know if it was because of running, or because of anger, a layer of pale cheeks appeared flush.

Zhong Michu looked at the past, and suddenly remembered some past events.

Gu Fuyou searched for a while. There were only male disciples in this sect. She only found two sets of men's clothes. When she came back with the clothes, she saw Zhong Michu looking at the school grounds, "What are you looking at?"

Gu Fuyou walked to her side and also looked towards the school grounds.

The boy went to grab the book, "Give it back to me!" With a sudden jump, the disciple who was holding the book threw the book casually, and the book flew straight to Gu Fuyou's feet.

The boy wanted to run to pick it up, but the disciple tripped him from behind and tripped him.

Gu Fuyou bent down, picked up the book to read, raised his eyebrows.

As mentioned in the youth book, all kinds of spirit beasts, magic tools, pills, spirit treasures, spirit plants, and all kinds of heaven and earth creations in the world of cultivating immortals should be classified into categories and included in the book.

This idea is not shocking and rare, nor is it the first time in the world.The ancestors also had these consciousnesses, and now the classification and naming of immortal cultivators are made by the predecessors, and the types and grades of elixirs and instruments are also roughly divided, but not as fine as the monks' ranks.

There have also been voices, saying that they want to compile the classics of the spiritual objects in the world of cultivating immortals to make a clear summary, but in the end it was nothing.Although this only requires the use of a pen and does not require the power to open up the world, it is still a large project that requires extensive knowledge and experience. It requires a lot of hard work, citing scriptures, and so on. name.

In the world of cultivating immortals, everyone is chasing after power. Everyone is staring at becoming immortals and getting ahead. People are impetuous. No one is willing to do these useless efforts.

From ancient times to the present, only Qingdi's "Natural History" has produced such books.

Gu Fuyou turned two pages, and the young man has already transcribed a lot. The beginning is the classification of pills, and the first sentence is to divide pills into nine grades. Each kind of pill is divided into upper, middle and second grades according to their efficacy Third grade.This was followed by his classification of various elixirs.In this kind of small sect, the knowledge is not extensive, the elixir summarized in the book only reaches the second level, and the remaining three to nine levels are blank.

The spirit beasts and magic weapons in the back all only recorded low-level ones. Even so, it also filled a book, which shows the huge variety of spirits in the world of cultivating immortals.

Gu Fuyou closed the book and touched the pages.

The young man lay on the ground, his back being stepped on by his disciples, unable to move.

The disciple laughed and said: "Practice day and night, but you can't even improve Qi. It's a waste to use pills on you. With your virtue, you still want to enter Jindan, enter Xianluo, what a fool's dream!"

The disciples burst into laughter.The young man clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were red with tears, which showed his timid nature.

Gu Fuyou tilted his head, and suddenly said with emotion: "I didn't quite understand it before. Diligent study and hard work should be a noble character, and those who have gone through hardships should be respected by others, but why are they always ridiculed and contemptuous?"

Zhong Michu said: "They are not mocking people for their hard work, they just look down on people with poor qualifications."

Gu Fuyou smiled and shook his head: "No. They don't look down on people with poor aptitude, and they don't look down on people who work harder than them. The most despised people are people with lower aptitude than them, who work harder than them."

Stepping down on others, improving myself, and fearing that others will try too hard to surpass myself, anxiety, jealousy, disgust, and contempt all blend together, becoming bullying/bullying in words and actions everywhere, twisted psychology, the entire world of cultivating immortals, bibi both.

"The way of heaven should reward hard work. Zhong Michu, tell me..." Gu Fuyou looked at her: "Shouldn't the way of the world be like this?"

Zhong Michu couldn't help but caressed her cheek gently, affirming softly: "Yes."

Satisfied with the answer.

Gu Fuyou stuffed the clothes to her and said: "After changing clothes, let's go."

Holding the clothes in his arms, Zhong Michu looked at the young man in the distance, and asked, "Aren't you going to help him?" His voice was like the evening breeze, always somewhat lonely and melancholy.

Gu Fuyou didn't care at all: "I can help him for a while, but I can't help him forever."

Zhong Michu said: "Since I can help him for a while, it's better not to help him for a while."

"And, if you want, you can help him for the rest of your life."

Gu Fuyou laughed out loud: "What's the matter, take him back to the Void Spirit Sect?"

"Your Majesty, there are thousands of poor people in the world. Is it possible that when I saw one poor person, I picked it up and took it back."

Zhong Michu smiled and said, "It's not impossible."

Gu Fuyou looked at her for a while, and said: "All right, all right, but I don't know if she is willing to go with us."

Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu changed their clothes.Gu Fuyou pulled the young man out of the illusion, said that he was destined for him, and asked him if he would like to be the servant of two people.

This young man has been bullied/humiliated, and he has seen the respectful attitude of the head of the sect towards the two, he knows that he is an expert, he is very good at judging the situation, he immediately agreed, and is willing to serve the two as masters.

Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu took the boy away together, and after asking about the boy's life experience, they found out that the boy's name was Le Zihuan, his parents died, and he was bullied by his peers not only because of his poor qualifications, but also because his mother was a slave.

Slaves are under the status of five continents and all over the world, and the sons of slaves are also slaves. If Le Zihuan's father had not been an elder in the sect, he would have ended up being sent to Bailu City.

The location of the three is Beizhou.Zhong Michu originally wanted to go back to the East China Sea directly, but Beizhou was close to the North Sea, so he preferred to go to the North Sea first, and then return to the East China Sea from the North Sea.

It is safer to walk on one's own territory than to walk on the North and East continents.

Zhong Michu Yujian carried the two of them straight to Beihai, but they could reach Beihai in three days.

Le Zihuan hadn't made a bigu yet and needed food, but on Beizhou, he usually passed through a big city, and there was no one in a hundred miles. Finally, he saw a town. Zhong Mi came down from the sword and went into the town to prepare some food.

Gu Fuyou walked at the end, passing a place of incense, he paused, and walked over.

The plaque said - Fairy Temple.

The town can't be said to be rich, but the ancestral hall is gorgeously built. The copper tripod at the door is full of incense ash, and incense sticks of all sizes are stuck in the incense ash, some of which have not yet been burned out.

Walking into the Fairy Temple, you will be greeted with a golden body of a fairy, who is said to be a fairy, but the clothes are not as elegant as in the storybook, but a dignified crown dress. The golden body of the fairy looks into the distance, with one palm slightly Lifting, I don't know what to do next, holding a golden statue of a female doll with the other hand.

It can't be said to be lifelike, it can only be said that it has a nose and eyes.

Gu Fuyou raised his head to look at the inscription on the side - Fairy Yan Qing, the dragon master of the world and the world.

Gu Fuyou couldn't help laughing, jumped onto the altar, and couldn't help but get closer to look at the golden body.The more you look at it, the happier you are.

There is no doubt that the offering here is Zhong Michu.

An old man with pale hair and beard rushed out from nowhere, and said angrily, "Where did you come from, come down from the altar of the fairy!"

Gu Fuyou's red eyes curved, and he said narrowly, "What if I don't come down?"

The old man said: "If you despise the fairy, you will be struck by lightning."

Gu Fuyou laughed out loud.With a little tiptoe, it landed lightly on the outstretched hand of the golden body, and the body fell limply, hooking the neck of the golden body, and snuggling up against the golden body, as if the golden body was hugging her.

"I just won't go down."

After finishing speaking, he kissed the golden body on the cheek maliciously.Apart from other things, when the golden body had a straight face, it was somewhat similar to Zhong Michu's expression.

The old man's beard was about to explode, he widened his eyes and said, "You! You! You!"

"You crazy woman, dare to molest/molest the golden body of the fairy, you wait, wait for the dragon of the world to catch you, and make you suffer from being eaten by fish and shrimp day and night!"

Gu Fuyou thought in his heart, she was willing to do so.

She was overjoyed, leaning on the golden body, laughing so hard.She patted the head of the golden statue of the girl and said, "I'll tell you secretly, this is my daughter."

He touched the fairy's golden face again, and said, "This is my good friend, who dares to catch me. Old man, please worship me quickly, and I will keep you in good weather!"

The old man stumbled: "Crazy! Crazy!"

He looked left and right, searched for a long time, found a broom, and came up to beat her with the broom like chasing flies.

Gu Fuyou flickered, dodged, and landed beside the old man in the blink of an eye.

The old man's eyes were dazzled, this is the only way he could see Gu Fuyou's face clearly, he was so charming and charming, even though he was sixty years old, he was stunned for a while.

Gu Fuyou stretched out his hand and took a fruit offering from the altar.The old man suddenly came back to his senses, and rushed with a broom: "You can touch the fairy offerings, put them back for me!"

Gu Fuyou ran out with a smile, like an urchin: "Don't let go!"

Just after leaving the fairy temple, I bumped into a person head-on, and said with a smile, "What are you keeping? When I turn around, I don't see you."

Gu Fuyou took a bite of the offering fruit and said, "Zhong Michu, I found a good place."

Zhong Michu raised his head and found the Fairy Temple, and smiled helplessly.

Building ancestral halls and offering incense is of no use to those cultivating immortals, but these common people don't care about it.

Gu Fuyou was still holding the fruit, put his hands on Zhong Michu's shoulders, clasped them, pulled her in, and said with a smile, "Zhong Michu, when did you change your name to Fairy Yan Qing?"

Zhong Michu said: "They are the ones who obtained the meaning of Haiyan and Heqing."

"Your Majesty's virtuous name has actually spread to this place. Are there fairy temples in other places?" She thought, even if there is a fairy temple in Beihai, Penglai Palace is in the East China Sea, and it is the place where Zhong Michu walked the most, maybe only five steps One shrine, ten steps and one temple.

Zhong Michu just smiled and said nothing, Gu Fuyou knew that she had acquiesced.

"Zhong Michu, you are loved by others."

Zhong Michu said nothing.

Gu Fuyou suddenly felt sad.This is probably what she wanted before. She thought she didn't care about these false names, but at this moment, she was still envious deep in her heart, so she felt sad.

"I want it too, Zhong Michu, you give me this fairy shrine."

Gu Fuyou shook her and said: "Give me up, give me up."

Zhong Michu hugged her, his voice was astringent: "I'll give you everything."

"I don't want so many, just one."

The author has something to say: Le Zihuan: I want to write an encyclopedia.