The rain was so refreshing, and people in the rain felt like they were reborn, like the purest children.
Gu Fuyou looked up at the rain curtain, the cold rain fell into her eyes, feeling a little sour. She blinked, looked back at the person under the eaves, and smiled sweetly.
The man seemed to understand her thoughts and walked towards her. The rain could not get close to her, and wherever she stepped, it was like waves on the sea.
Waiting for her to come, I looked forward to it.
When Zhong Michu was only one step away from Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou's body softened and he allowed himself to fall forward.
She rested her forehead on Zhong Michu's shoulder, closed her eyes, and felt the hands around her waist. Water droplets were flying out of her wet clothes bit by bit.
Alas, now the only place where she can run wild and rest is this small space.
Zhong Michu picked her up horizontally. The blood on Gu Fuyou's arm had stopped flowing and her face looked slightly pale. After being drenched by the rain, it looked like frost condensed on soft white jade.
This is a delicate flower blooming in troubled times, and the eternal red glow in cloudy days.
It was the knot tied in her heart.
Gu Fuyou leaned his head on her arms and fell asleep.
Someone shouted, "Your Majesty!"
Zhong Michu looked in the direction of the voice and saw Lao Qi looking at her eagerly, swallowing and hesitating for a long time, then asked, "What should we do next?" with a confused and inquiring look.
The eagle is trapped deep in the prison, with no chance to see the blue sky. Even after breaking free from the chains, he doesn't know how to fly.
Most of these people have been slaves since childhood, and the only thing they have learned since birth is to obey orders.
Physical shackles are easy to remove, but mental shackles are difficult to remove.
Without any restraints, their minds are still in chaos, and even if they stand on the road, they are still lost and don't know how to move forward.
After the seventh brother asked this question, many people came to their senses. Sixteen asked, "Where should we go?" They released their contracts and became free people. The sky was high and the sea was vast, and they could go anywhere.
But after the excitement passed, I felt anxious again, thinking that the world was so big and there was nowhere to go.
Someone asked timidly: "Sir, do you not want us anymore?"
"His Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!" The blood cooled down and the crowd gathered and surrounded Zhong Michu.
This group of people seemed to have a fledgling complex. Gu Fuyou and his partner led them out of Bailu City, overthrew the Zuo family that had enslaved them for a thousand years, and released their contracts, giving them a new life. They naturally regarded these two people as their backbone and spiritual "mothers".
Once the contract was lifted, they no longer had any contact with Gu Fuyou. For a moment, they felt empty and at a loss.
In the past, they didn’t have to think too much about what they should do, what they should do, and what the meaning of life was.
As long as their master tells them to do something, they will do it and follow the crowd. It won't be wrong.
With this sudden change, they were like pheasants being pushed out of their nests. They were naturally afraid, but even though the nest was a place of confinement, they still felt a sense of attachment to it.
Zhong Michu pulled Gu Fuyou closer to him, letting her lie more comfortably. "She meant..."
The roaring waves that had previously roared to the sky and the earth suddenly calmed down.
"If you have a place to go, you can be an ordinary citizen, a casual cultivator, or if you have a favorite sect and want to become a disciple, it's up to you."
Many people were impatient, looked panicked, and were about to speak.
Zhong Michu said: "If you haven't decided where to go, or have nowhere to go, and you are willing to stay in Xiaoyao City, then stay in Xiaoyao City."
Their leaping hearts fell back with a gurgle, and they calmed down a little. They breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Zhong Michu said: "No matter what, she asked you to go out and take a walk before making a decision. The gate of Xiaoyao City is always open."
The clouds have disappeared and the rain has stopped, and the beginning of sunset glow is emerging.
Zhong Michu spoke in a serious tone, with extraordinary majesty. Everyone also looked solemn and straightened their backs.
"From today on, you are no longer slaves. Your actions are no longer involuntarily controlled. You must be upright human beings!"
Feng Sui responded with full energy: "Yes."
Thousands of people in the square shouted in unison, "Yes!" resounding through the sky.
"Since you are a human being, you should have a name and a surname. If you remember your ancestors' surnames, you can use them. If you don't know your surnames, you can use Gu." At this point, Zhong Michu's eyes softened and he couldn't help but glance at Gu Fuyou. "This is what she agreed to."
"If you don't want to be named with numbers, you can come up with your own name. If you are not good at this, you can ask Mr. Zhai to come up with a name for you."
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd was in an uproar.
If we ignore the dream of breaking the contract, which seemed like reality, having a name of their own should be the thing they desired most when they were born as slaves.
When Zhong Michu saw them looking at Mr. Zhai, her eyes sparkled, but because she was there, she restrained herself from rushing over to grab the first spot.
He lowered his head, smiled, and left with Gu Fuyou in his arms.
As soon as Zhong Michu left, this group of people rushed to Mr. Zhai like wolves and tigers, and then stopped in a hurry for fear of hurting Mr. Zhai. Apart from Gu Fuyou and Zhong Michu, the person these people respected the most was Mr. Zhai.
"Mr. Zhai, Mr. Zhai, I want a name!"
The man, who was eight feet tall, couldn't help but blush, "Mr. Zhai, I want to keep your surname. Can you give me a name that means I have lofty aspirations?"
Everyone surrounded Mr. Zhai. There were too many people and they couldn't squeeze in. They were so anxious that they scratched their ears and cheeks and jumped up and down like monkeys.
The list that Mr. Zhai was holding was used for this purpose, to register their names. Unexpectedly, almost all of them rushed here and asked her to name them, so there were not enough names.
The man who had received a good name walked away contentedly, and standing in front of the eaves, could not wait to try out the new name, and said to his companions: "Mr. Zhai named me Chao, with the character Donglai, which means vigorous and full of vitality. Gu Chao."
Another person said, "Mr. Zhai named me Min, with the courtesy name Changkong. Donglai, Donglai. Call me quickly."
"The sky is long."
"Hey!" The man smiled, looking very naive, "Come on, Donglai."
"Eh!"
The two smiled at each other with satisfaction.
Zhong Michu took Gu Fuyou to the teleportation array in the city and returned to Xiaoyao City. Gu Fuyou asked Feng Sui to lead people to build a two-way teleportation array here, and the other end was connected to Xiaoyao City.
Not only here, teleportation formations have been rebuilt in many places in Nanzhou, connecting to Xiaoyao City.
Gu Fuyou wanted to build Xiaoyao City into a new 'Wantong City'. She thought that if the formation could be rebuilt and tourists flocked in, perhaps the descendants of the people who had left Xiaoyao City in the past would move back.
This is a small thing I can do for my father who works so hard for Xiaoyao City.
Thousands of slaves, nine of them returned to Xiaoyao City. The slavery since childhood had entangled their hearts with thorns and made them weak. Not many slaves could take off once the chains were removed.
But it was better than Gu Fuyou had expected. At least there was a group of people willing to go out and travel around.
Before Feng Sui left, he said goodbye to Gu Fuyou, and the brothers who used to lead the slaves came to see him off. Many slaves who could not remember their own surnames changed their surnames to Gu, and some served as military officers to train their subordinates, and some served as patrol generals to maintain law and order.
The once declining Gu family was able to prosper and thrive in another way.
The seventh brother changed his name to Gu Qi. He was quite impressed and envious of Feng Sui for living so clearly. "Brother Feng, I wonder when you will return?"
Feng Sui faced the rising sun, his eyes shining, and smiled, "I will come back naturally when it's time." Untying the contract was what he had always wanted to do. He wanted to travel all over the world. There were still many slaves in the world, sold to all parts of the world, and he would save as many as he could.
"Serve Master well on my behalf."
Gu Qi nodded solemnly and agreed, "Take care."
Feng Sui waved goodbye and left.
Gu Fuyou led everyone away from the Thirty-three Heavens and returned to Xiaoyao City.
After moving the old nest and untying the slave contracts, there were a lot of things to do. They had to allocate accommodation for these people and assign them positions. Even with the help of Mr. Zhai and Liu Niang, there were thousands of people, and it was still very difficult.
Gu Fuyou threw the pen away, howled to the sky, leaned to the left, and fell on Zhong Michu's shoulder, "Your Majesty, you have been king for a long time and are quite good at this. Please do it for me." These sounded very much like the homework assigned by the teacher.
Zhong Michu smiled lightly, "You are so clueless because these people have a foundation in cultivation, and most of them are quite accomplished. They cannot be treated as ordinary people. If you want to reopen the old city, you might as well build a new sect and take them as disciples, rather than treating them as ordinary people."
Gu Fuyou pondered for a moment, frowned and said, "What you said makes sense."
"But look at my character. I'm not the material to be a clan leader."
Zhong Michu said: "I think you are."
"Well, then you will be my law enforcement elder."
Zhong Michu picked up the pen and said gently, "Okay."
"You write the sect rules for me."
Zhong Michu said in a good tone: "Okay."
"The first rule is that all rules are subject to the lord's interest."
Zhong Michu smiled and said, "What a mess." Although he said this, he wrote every word clearly.
The two of them sewed and patched the clothes left and right, off and on, and in a short time they added more than thirty pieces.
As the night fell, Gu Fuyou smiled and was about to say, "Article 37: Law enforcement elders must try to please the sect master every day."
Suddenly, an idea struck her, her expression changed, she covered her chest, frowned and said: "I am going to survive the tribulation."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Michu stood up, walked to the window, and lifted the bamboo curtain. The night sky was dark, dark clouds gathered, and there was a faint sound of thunder.
Gu Fuyou didn't have time to look for elixirs to overcome the tribulation, so he went to the weapon refining workshop.
When she was in the fairyland, after Qingjun left, she had a premonition that she would have to endure a tribulation.
This body was originally at the Mahayana stage, but after she took over its nest, perhaps because their souls were incompatible, the strength he could exert was only at the level of the Spirit Severing stage.
Now that Qingjun is gone, after releasing the slaves, her mood has become more cheerful, her energy has improved, and her cultivation is at the point of being about to break through.
He took advantage and was able to overcome the tribulation earlier than Zhong Michu.
Zhong Michu followed her all the way to the weapon refining workshop and held her back, "The thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period should not be underestimated. Why are you running here instead of making preparations and setting up formations?"
Gu Fuyou was busy in the room, so he pushed her outside and said, "I'm just getting ready. You're getting in the way. Don't bother me. Get out."
“…” Zhong Michu had no idea what she was up to and was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. However, transcending the tribulation was the top priority for a cultivator, so he did not dare to disturb her rashly.
After waiting outside the house for a while, he still felt uneasy and stepped into the teleportation formation.
There is a teleportation formation in Xiaoyao City that connects directly to the East China Sea. His Majesty returned to Penglai Island, summoned the clansmen who were good at formations, brought doctors, prepared enough elixirs, and returned to Xiaoyao City.
After coming back and setting up the formation to reduce the thunder disaster, it was already noon, but because the thunderclouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, the surroundings were dark, and the wind broke the trees, it seemed like it was still night.
When Gu Fuyou finally came out of the weapon refining workshop, the weather had become extremely terrifying, as if the sky was collapsing. Just as Zhong Michu had said, the thunder tribulation in the Mahayana period was no trivial matter.
Looking at Gu Fuyou, he was not afraid at all, but was eager to try.
The thunder tribulation of the Mahayana period has a very wide impact. In order to prevent the city gate from catching fire and causing harm to innocent people, Zhong Michu chose a location on a plain a hundred miles away from Xiaoyao City.
Gu Fuyou followed her. The thunderstorm that had been brewing all night suddenly struck shortly after she arrived, shaking the heaven and earth.
Gu Fuyou stood in the formation, with Ah Fu standing beside her, ready for battle. There was a gleam of thunder in her eyes. When the thunder fell, she did not accept the tempering of the thunder herself, but held out an object in her hand. This object flew straight up and took the thunder for her.
The thunderbolt was like a craftsman's hammer, hammering at the spiritual object. The spiritual object's light increased greatly, dazzling and blinding.
Zhong Michu was startled for a moment, then he immediately figured out what it was, and said in a serious tone, "A'man!" He was angry that she ignored herself, but he was also warmed and deeply touched. She had been thinking about this thing until now, and was not hesitant to forge it at the cost of her own thunder tribulation.
The spiritual object that received the thunder tribulation was none other than the heart-protecting scales forged by Gu Fuyou using the bones of Emperor Yi's dragon. It would be subjected to the final tempering by the thunder of the Mahayana period.