Quick Transmigration: The Little Essence of a Sick Big Guy

After this kind of life lasted for about half a month, Gu Zhi really couldn't stand it anymore.

He ran in front of Zuo Le, and suggested obliquely: "Zuo Lang, there are too many people coming and going in the City Lord's Mansion during this time, which is not conducive to cultivation at all—how about you retreat and practice."

Zuo Le didn't doubt the man's motives, nodded and said, "That's fine."

Gu Zhi took advantage of the situation and suggested again: "Then let's retreat together."

Zuo Le didn't think there was any problem.

After all, in his heart, this man is still a straight steel pipe, so it is impossible for him to have any meaning to him.

Ever since, the two retreated together like this.

But for Zuo Le, practice is basically secondary, and the main task is to guide Gu Zhi to have a sound personality.

So, nominally, this is a closed-door practice conducted by two people at the same time, but in fact Zuo Le is unilaterally guiding Gu Zhi.

"Your seal gesture is wrong."

"Mantra, this formula is wrong."

"Don't worry, follow me to practice this place again."

Zuo Le guided patiently, feeling a little strange in his heart.

It stands to reason that Gu Zhi, as a child of a plane, should have a higher comprehension than ordinary people.

Why sometimes he repeatedly corrected a certain problem, but Gu Zhi still couldn't correct it?

Zuo Le felt that this must not be an intellectual problem.

There must be something wrong with the attitude of the other party.

"A Zhi, are you a little tired?" Zuo Le asked tentatively.

Gu Zhi smiled and said, "I'm not tired."

His family, Zuo Lang, earnestly guides him, how interesting it is, and he never tires of it.

"Aren't you really tired?" Zuo Le took a look at the man, and said suspiciously, "You made mistakes many times in some places today, are you too tired?"

The corner of Gu Zhi's mouth twitched.

Play big.

Originally, I wanted his family Zuo Lang to guide him a few more times.

Unexpectedly, when this matter fell into the eyes of his family Zuo Lang, his attitude would become improper.

"This place is a bit difficult, and it's a bit difficult for me to comprehend it." Gu Zhi could only talk nonsense against his conscience.

Zuo Le really wanted to say, is there anything difficult about the formulas practiced today?

However, looking at the pitiful look of the man's frowning, he couldn't utter these accusations and doubts.

"Don't rush, take your time." Zuo Leyu said earnestly, "You can rest for a while. Sometimes the more anxious you are, the worse you will be."

"Hmm." Gu Zhi nodded with a smile.

His Zuo Lang is really cute.

Patient and gentle.

Talking nagging, like a...cute and virtuous little wife.

Gu Zhi suddenly realized that he had unknowingly placed Zuo Le as his wife.

He wants to become a Taoist couple with Zuo Le.

This idea became more and more intense after monks from the comprehension world visited Beifeng City every day.

Gu Zhi suddenly felt that the relationship between him and Zuo Lang was really not good enough.

Strictly speaking, the two of them should be considered happy with each other now, but Zuo Lang never dared to go one step further.

The so-called mountain does not come to me, I go to the mountain.

Naturally, he couldn't always expect Zuo Lang to take the initiative in matters between the two of them.

What's more, if there is a sign between the two, it was Zuo Lang who took the first step.

So why not let him take this last crucial step?

Thinking of this, Gu Zhi suggested with a smile, "Zuo Lang, we've been practicing like this for several days, why don't we go out and relax."

If these words were spoken by another person, Zuo Le would definitely piss him off.

The most taboo in practice is fishing for three days and drying the net for two days.

What's more, this is a closed-door practice. How can there be a saying of going out to relax after practicing for a few days?

However, the other party is Gu Zhi, so everything is very different.

The talent and understanding of the son of the plane are far higher than ordinary people.

What ordinary people can't do, the words of the plane can do.

In the same way, ordinary people can't do one thing with one hammer and the other with a stick, otherwise it will be difficult to become a master.

But the son of the plane is blessed by nature, even if he practices and plays for four days a day, the effect is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Thinking about this, Zuo Le nodded and said: "Okay."

Seeing that the other party agreed so simply, Gu Zhi felt more happy, and more sure that Zuo Lang and him were connected.

The two went out together.

Zuo Le had never thought of taking a walk, and had nowhere to go, so he wandered around the City Lord's Mansion aimlessly.

Gu Zhi looked at the situation, how could this work?

He suggested going out for a walk, which was to create romance.

Just wandering around in the city lord's mansion like this, how can there be any romance at all?

After thinking about it, Gu Zhi suggested: "Zuo Lang, why don't we go to the market."

Zuo Le was very surprised.

He always thought that it was impossible for a bigwig like Gu Zhi to be keen on shopping.

But now this person actually offered to go to the market.

Zuo Le felt really weird.

But no matter what, he still responded: "Okay."

After all, this is a request made by the Son of the Plane, so of course he wants to fulfill it as much as possible.

If he takes care of the son of the plane in all aspects, he will be obedient.

Naturally, it is impossible for this person to be psychologically distorted.

Zuo Le had a good idea in mind.

It's a pity that the other party's brain circuits can't connect with him at all.

At this moment, Gu Zhi saw that his family Zuo Lang had answered his request neatly again, so he acquiesced that Zuo Lang's current thinking was actually the same as his.

His heart couldn't help jumping with excitement.

Today is a special day.

If everything is arranged properly, then the two of them will be a matter of course-the Taoist couple will be born in heaven.

Zuo Le had no idea what the man beside him was thinking about.

He just clearly felt that this person was very excited, so he thought that this person was happy to be able to go shopping.

Hey……

How old are you?

Why do you act like a child?

Can you be happy like this just by shopping around?

Zuo Le shook his head helplessly in his heart and sighed.

He felt that the boss of the plane in front of him seemed to have been abandoned by him——

Cultivation does not work.

It's fun to go shopping on the street.It's like being mentally ill.

Gu Zhi had no idea what the young man beside him was thinking.

He just clearly noticed that the boy was sighing.

Could it be that Zuo Lang is worrying about the future of the two of them?

Alas, from the current superficial point of view, he is only a Qi Refining Realm, and Zuo Lang, a master of the Ninth Layer of Nascent Soul Realm, is indeed not a good match.

I'm afraid that there will be many decent hypocrites pointing fingers at them.

But so what?

As long as he can be with Zuo Lang, he is not afraid of what others think or think.

What's more, his cultivation base is already at the eighth level of Nascent Soul.

Anyone who dares to gossip in front of him and let this group of people disappear after seeing him gone - never give this group of trash a chance to spit out lotus flowers.