Gu Ye walked in slowly with his hands behind his back.
Wen Ai noticed that the Jinfu mink in his arms was trembling, as if he was very afraid of Gu Ye, so while comforting Shunmao, he stood up and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Gu Ye smiled: "This is my spiritual pet, what do you think I am looking for it for?"
Wen Airu was struck by lightning: "You are!!"
"It's me." Gu Ye tapped him on the head, "Stupid, is it true that I didn't guess it at all?"
"You still call me stupid!" Wen Ai was angry and aggrieved, "Why did you snatch me! You definitely don't like those little things! Is it because I didn't agree to go down the mountain with you?"
It never occurred to him that he was afraid of being bullied at the beginning, so he avoided Gu Ye and went with others, but in the end he was still played with in the applause.
Wen Ai sat down on the ground, his eyes were wet and he was about to cry. Gu Ye originally wanted to ask the teacher for his crimes, but he couldn't bear it. He squatted down and looked at him, and his tone was lighter: "Remember when I invited you What did you say when you went down the mountain? I'll take a picture of anything you like, and I did."
Wen Ai was taken aback for a moment, the teardrops that were about to fall hung on the eyelashes and stopped moving, and after a while he said: "Just for one sentence, you spent so many spirit stones..."
Gu Ye regretted: "Originally, this money can be saved, but if you don't want to go with me, you can only let Wanbao Louhai make a fortune."
"How is it my fault?" Wen Ai slowly came back to his senses, and retorted, "Wouldn't it be nice if you just let me know at the time! Stay in the private room and don't show up, and keep pretending to be annoying." Ghost, I'm still wronged..."
Gu Ye pinched his face, smiled and shook his head and said, "You don't know how to be blessed when you are blessed."
Wen Ai was not convinced: "What blessing? If you hadn't raised the price with me, I would have been able to take the picture myself."
Gu Ye raised his eyebrows: "You are using Gu Shu's money, how can Gu Shu's money be the same as mine?"
Ever since Gu Ye approached, the Jinfu Diao shivered into a ball. No matter how much Wen Ai stroked it, it couldn't soften its stiff body. He couldn't help asking: "Why is it so afraid of you? Are you angry with it? So it Just ran out?"
"It's just a little pet, I don't have the time to kill it, if you like it, I'll give it to you." Gu Ye replied indifferently, taking off the storage bag at his waist, "And these are all things you fancy at the auction. Yes, it's all for you."
Wen Ai took the storage bag, obviously it didn't weigh much, but he felt heavy, as if holding that large sum of money wasted, he suddenly felt that he didn't want it that much. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to thank him, Gu Ye grabbed his hand: "But I have one condition."
Wen Ai didn't expect that Gu Ye would still play tricks, and felt tired for a while: "Who said just now that I like to be photographed for me? There are conditions for those who are photographed for me?"
Gu Ye said convincingly: "It's one thing for me to take pictures, but it's another thing for you not to go down the mountain with me."
"Then what are your conditions?"
Gu Ye said: "You give me a kiss."
Wen Ai stuffed the storage bag into Hui Ye's arms, turned around and left with Jin Fu Diao in his arms: "You can keep these things for yourself."
Gu Ye stood on the spot without chasing him, looked at his back and asked, "You really don't want it?"
"don't want."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Ai felt his arms empty, and the fluffy Jinfu Diao was nowhere to be seen. He turned around and saw that Jin Fu Diao was lifted upside down by Gu Ye in mid-air, kicking his legs crazily, his hasty eyes were full of despair.
Gu Ye said casually: "I don't have the leisure time to raise pets. This thing is so disobedient, so I simply slaughtered it and ate meat. Although I plucked the grain, I would occasionally make tooth sacrifices."
Wen Ai was so shocked that he couldn't speak, actually coerced him shamelessly, and the demands were so excessive, given Gu Ye's unpredictable temperament, it was really possible to kill him. Jin Fu Diao understands human nature, and now he has given up struggling, his limbs hang down weakly, and his eyes are dead.
Wen Ai couldn't bear to watch, after a fight between heaven and man, he still reluctantly walked forward. Gu Ye bent down cooperatively, brought his face closer, Wen Ai sent her forward as if he was dying, and printed his soft lips on Gu Ye's face.
Gu Ye sighed contentedly, and said to himself that this little thing had kissed Gu Shu on the first day he came to Shang Qingzong, and he had been tossing around for so long with threats and temptations, and he finally got a taste of it. It's just... Gu Ye's eyes suddenly darkened, the gap between him and Gu Shu widened again yesterday.
Wen Ai was bullied so hard by Gu Ye now, he picked up Jin Fu Diao and wiped his mouth and was about to run away, as if he didn't want to see him again, Gu Ye dragged him back: "There is one more thing Son."
Wen Ai couldn't bear it anymore, like a little animal with fried hair: "What else is there!"
Gu Ye sacrificed the spirit sword and shook the tassel on the hilt: "This one, you gave it to me."
It was Wen Ai who was determined to take a picture of the Qiansijie Xintai given to Gu Shu.
"Promise that I will give you a kiss, and you will give me everything." Although Wen Ai had already given Gu Shu a gift, he didn't want Qiansi's heart to fall into Gu Ye's hands, "I won't give it to you, give me back!"
As he said that, he stretched out his hand to grab it. Gu Ye suppressed it with his height, and lifted the sword up, only allowing him to barely reach the edge of the tassel.
"You don't mean anything! Bully the small with the big!" Wen Ai jumped up with all his strength, and Gu Ye took the opportunity to bend down and lower his head, and when Wen Ai jumped to the highest point, he happened to kiss his forehead.
Gu Ye evoked an evil smile: "I'm still bullying you today."
Wen Ai has always been the master who calms down quickly, but this time the anger with Gu Ye can be said to be protracted, and he hasn't given him a good face for a whole month.
"Little glutinous rice balls." Gu Ye pushed open the door of Wen Ai's room, and walked in on his own.
Wen Ai just woke up from an afternoon nap, her mind was still a little dazed, she reacted for a few seconds before getting out of bed and chasing people away: "You go out, who will allow you to enter my room."
Gu Ye was used to being kicked out, and while being pushed out of the house, he said, "When did I say you were tall, I almost knelt down and kowtowed to you, and you still refuse to forgive me?"
Wen Ai closed the door to isolate him from the outside.
Gu Ye knocked on the door outside: "I have business to tell you, stop making trouble."
This reason has been used too many times, and Wen Ai will never be fooled again. Just as he climbed into bed and wanted to lie down for a while, Gu Ye's voice came from outside the door again, with a respectful tone: "Master, you came so fast, I'm still waiting for you!" I didn't have time to inform my junior brother."
Pack! Let's pretend!
Wen Ai pulled the quilt to cover his head, but a long-lost familiar voice sounded outside the door: "Xiao'er, Qing Tian sleeps during the day and locks your senior brother out, come and open the door soon."
After half a year, the real Changzhao finally came back.
It only takes two months to go back and forth to the island of the growth elixir. The reason why Changzhao took so long is because of the previous worries. He met the people from the nearby magic palace, and it took a little effort to escape the danger, but he was still affected. I hurt a little.
Wen Ai grabbed Changzhao's sleeve and his eyes were red. He wanted to thank him but was afraid that he would cry when he opened his mouth. Changzhao stroked his beard and smiled, and took him to the Medicine Pavilion. Elder Fudong always followed his words and deeds, so he asked Wen Ai to soak in the medicinal bath for ten days before feeding him the newly refined elixir.
Xiling Pill is the best medicine for reshaping talent. The probability of washing out a single spiritual root is relatively high, and the worst is three spiritual roots. You can get an inner disciple in any sect. But Wen Ai has a wonderful physique, after eating it, he still has five spiritual roots! Just a little thicker than before.
Looking at the results on the Lingshi, Changzhao sighed: "It's God's will."
Gu Shu said seriously: "Although Wulinggen's practice is slow and the road is difficult, there is no precedent for ascension. Rest assured, Master, with Gu Ye and I here, we will do our best to protect him and help him with all our strength."
Daoist Changzhao failed to consolidate in time after breaking through, and was injured again while searching for medicine. After the dust settled on Wen Aixilingen, he immediately went to retreat.
Under the guidance of Gu Shu and Gu Ye, Wen Ai began to draw qi into the body, and the medicine garden no longer cared about it. She practiced sitting on the futon every day, as hard as the system was obsessed with eating snakes.
"Yes, it's awesome." The system applauded, "I haven't seen you work so hard for hundreds of years."
Wen Ai was obsessed with cultivation and ignored it.
The system said again: "It's okay to fight, but you still need to rest properly. You are now in a mortal body, be careful of sudden death in the room. Look at this news, a seventeen-year-old boy played mobile games for 40 hours in a row, suddenly in the middle of the night..."
"Don't read it." Wen Ai opened his eyes helplessly, "I'm pressed for time. The lifespan of a mortal is too short. If I don't cultivate to a certain level in time, I will die of old age... and I made an appointment with Qin Ge, and we came to the world of cultivating immortals To find a way to break the illusion, I can't slack off!"
The system said awkwardly: "I still don't care about you..."
Wen Ai didn't believe it: "You don't want me to break through the illusion, do you?"
"No, in fact, since the last world, Goddess Best has been continuously attacked from outside. If you take the opportunity to break through the situation and cooperate with outside attackers, the chances of success are very high." The system paused, frustrated, "But after the illusion disappears, what should I do..."
Wen Ai thought for a while: "You just return to your original life. You are so lazy and unmotivated, you definitely can't be made up by Best, most likely like me, your memory was washed, and then you were pulled in, and besides You have never brought any other hosts besides me."
The system finally hesitated to ask the question it was most concerned about: "Then do you think there will be greedy snakes in the real world?"
Wen Ai's head hurt immediately: "Okay, don't talk anymore."
Ten years passed in a flash, Wen Ai practiced without sleep and food, but unfortunately the results were minimal. At the age of fifteen, he is now only a qi practitioner. If it were someone else, he would basically just pack up and go home to farm.
It coincided with the 20th annual recruiting contest held by Emperor Qingzong of the Qing Dynasty, and the competition for entry trials was fierce. Finally, 300 qualified candidates were selected out of thousands of people. Seeing the suzerain and the elders, if someone catches their eye, there is still a chance to be accepted as a personal disciple.
"Come." Gu Ye carefully peeled the peach, and fed it to Wen Ai's mouth, "Eat another one."
"No more." Wen Ai turned his head, looked at the elders who were sitting around, and said in a low voice, "New disciples will come in soon, you should clean up these soon."
Gu Ye didn't care and said: "It doesn't matter if you come, we eat ours."
Dare to eat peaches in the Dongming Temple, and let the juice flow everywhere, only Gu Ye can do such a thing.
Wen Ai couldn't help him, so he had to ask Gu Shu on the other side for help: "Senior brother, tell him quickly."
Unexpectedly, Gu Shu, who has always been familiar with the general situation, smiled and said: "It's okay, let's eat, haven't you eaten in the morning, you will be hungry later."
"Tsk, how is it?" Gu Ye raised his eyebrows, "It's useless for you to complain to him."
Wen Ai, who was stuffed with a peach, said, "Uhhhhhh!"
The two brothers fed Wen Ai breakfast as if no one else was around, and the elders looked at each other in blank dismay, but they didn't say anything to stop him. Over the years, the core power of Shang Qingzong has always been tightly held by the two brothers, and their cultivation has also improved rapidly, and they are already among the best figures in the world of cultivating immortals.
and…
The elders went to see the delicate young man sitting between Gu Shu and Gu Ye. The two stayed with their juniors all day long, taking care of daily life, pointing out the maze of Dao and Dharma. It's just that the current state can be reached in this way. The strength of the two brothers is really terrifying, which makes people have to be in awe.
The top 20 in the entry test were quickly brought to the Dongming Hall. Looking at the elders of the three pavilions and twelve peaks above the hall, they could not hide their admiration and yearning in their eyes.
Jiange is the head of the Qing sect, so it is natural for them to give priority to choosing disciples. Elder Fu of Shuge pointed to a young man of His Royal Highness and said, "This is the first place in this trial—Fu Qingfei. Two nephews, look... "
Fu Qingfei is a descendant of Elder Fu's clan, but he was promoted to Jiange not only because of this blood relationship, but also because this Fu Qingfei is indeed a talent.
Gu Shu glanced lightly: "The master is not here, my junior brother and I are only in charge of the affairs, and we dare not step overboard for the matter of accepting apprentices."
Accepting a personal biography for Daoist Changzhao is indeed usurping power, but it is more than enough to accept an inner disciple for Jiange, right
Some things were tacitly understood by everyone. As soon as Gu Shu said this, everyone in the hall understood that no one would be able to enter the Jiange this year. His Highness's new disciples couldn't help sighing with regret. Fu Qingfei was born in a family with a high heart and arrogance. Can't do it.
Changzhao Zhenren's third disciple is a good-for-nothing five-spiritual root. It is well-known in the whole world of immortal cultivation that he is still practicing Qi after ten years of cultivation. Humanity: "See, no matter how good a talent is, it's not as good as someone's fate. It's clearly a lump of mud, and it's still spread on the best wall."
For a moment, needles could be heard in the huge hall, the faces of the elders were tense, and the other old disciples were sweating profusely.
Gu Ye raised his lower eyelids unhurriedly, and the next moment, Fu Qingfei suddenly knelt down, the veins on his forehead popped out, his face was pale, and a painful moan escaped from his mouth.
Elder Fu was shocked, and hurried forward to intercede, but Gu Ye was unmoved, and Gu Shu also remained silent, obviously wanting to teach Fu Qingfei a lesson.
Wen Ai tugged on Gu Ye's sleeve: "Forget it, I'm fine."
It was only after Wen Ai spoke that Gu Ye withdrew his supernatural powers, while Fu Qingfei was already in pain and almost passed out.
Gu Shudao: "Fu Qingfei offended Master Uncle. He has no regard for elders. Since you are new to the sect and don't know the rules, I will spare you this time. Since you are eager to join my Jiange, I will accept you."
Elder Fu was overjoyed, and just about to pull Fu Qingfei to thank him, but Gu Shu changed the subject: "Just remember to be a handyman disciple."
Fu Qingfei's eyes darkened, and he really fainted now.
After finishing the matter of the Dongming Palace, Wen Ai returned to his small courtyard, thinking that there was no progress in cultivation, and it was nowhere in sight to break through the illusion, so he felt a little depressed.
"Yo, why are you hiding here and feeling sad quietly?" Gu Ye appeared out of nowhere, sat across from him and looked at him with his chin propped up, and tapped his fingers on the stone table lightly, "I think it's because of what happened just now?"
Wen Ai said listlessly: "That person is right, I just can't support the wall with mud..."
Gu Ye stared at the person in front of him. After ten years, his little glutinous rice balls had grown up, and they were no longer round balls, but the longer the eyebrows and eyes were, the more he liked them. They were so innocent that people wanted to pity them. I want to destroy it myself.
"If you really want to improve your cultivation, I have a way."
Wen Ai glanced at him: "What way?"
Gu Ye raised the corners of his lips: "Double cultivation."