After a few days, almost the entire Xuanmiao Sect knew that Gu Fuyou had summoned Nanzhu Jun during the Beast Taming Class.
This is an absurd thing, no one takes it seriously and just tells it as a joke.
This mediocre person is so desperate to be in the spotlight that he can make up any lie.
No wonder those who did not see Gu Fuyou summoning them in person did not believe it. Even Yuan Changsui, who saw it with his own eyes, did not believe that Gu Fuyou had made a contract with Zhong Michu.
The summoning was indeed a fact, but there was no binding contract, and only the master and the spirit beast could sense it. Others knew it by looking at the beast pattern.
The contract will appear on the spirit beast in the form of animal patterns and can be seen at a glance.
But Zhong Michu is a human being after all, and he wears clothes. Who dares to verify whether there are any animal patterns on his body under the clothes
Without evidence, anything is possible.
However, Yuan Changsui just didn't believe it. He believed that this was just another of Gu Fuyou's low-brow "tricks".
This freak has always loved to tinker with formations, and now he must have deliberately changed something to show off and summon Zhong Michu over.
Ha, just trying to show off, all clever tricks.
He felt like he had figured it out. That was it!
The jealousy turned into uncontrollable joy. He shared this joy with others, told all his disciples about Gu Fuyou's past "bad deeds", and told them his own guesses.
Everyone believed him because Gu Fuyou really had no talent, so how could he restrain such a genius
Today was the beast taming class again, and Jiuyuan was teaching at Jiansu Peak.
Seeing that Sufeng is vast and has lush forests, it is home to many spiritual beasts, including some high-level ones.
Jiu Yuan said to everyone, "You all have your own spirit beasts. Regardless of whether you will practice the art of controlling beasts in the future, the most basic thing you need to know is how to get along with spirit beasts and how to control them. Spirit beasts are your most loyal friends and will never betray you. When they grow up, they will become the sharpest swords in your hands."
"Today, what you need to learn is to hunt with spirit beasts!"
Jiu Yuan was holding a white deer in his hand. The deer was small, only as long as a woman's forearm, but its antlers were forked.
This is the Zhuoyue Deer. It will not actively attack and is extremely weak. Its only advantage is its flexible body and agility. It can run without being seen.
It is timid and afraid of people. It will run away at the slightest sign of trouble and is extremely difficult to catch.
Today's lesson is to catch it in this dense forest.
The various immortal sects called it Zhulu.
As soon as the Nine Monkeys let go, Zhuoyue Deer fell to the ground and leaped into the forest. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared, leaving only a snow-white afterimage.
Jiu Yuan put his hands behind his back and said, "The prize is a bottle of Zhuling Pill. Come to see me after you catch Zhuoyue Deer. I'll be waiting for you at the foot of the mountain."
As he said this, Jiu Yuan was about to fly down the mountain on his sword.
Gu Fuyou called out: "Master Jiuyuan..."
Jiu Yuan had gone far away and didn't hear her voice. Gu Fuyou lowered his hands in dejection.
Although the Soul-Building Pill is not a rare elixir and is not easy to obtain, everyone is competitive and rushes to enter the forest first.
Although those spirit beasts were young, they were strong and could carry their masters. The disciples sat on the spirit beasts with their heads held high and their chests puffed out, looking very majestic.
Gu Fuyou stood where he was, with no intention of going into the dense forest.
She wanted to tell Jiu Yuan that she would not participate in the competition.
Zhulu trains the cooperation between the master and the spirit beast, and she decides who to cooperate with.
She didn't have the courage to call the senior sister over again.
The matter of Xuanmiao Sect had been spreading widely these days, and Gu Fuyou knew about it.
Not only did others not believe it, even Si Miao and Gu Huaiyou did not believe it.
But the contract was indeed given.
She made a contract with the Xuanmiao Sect's rare genius, the flawless white jade, born in the mountains, proud of frost and snow, and never withering all year round, as her spirit beast.
She shocked herself.
A few days ago she was complaining about God's partiality, and today God threw a huge pie at her, making her dizzy.
But what if the contract was signed? Before she had time to be happy, Si Miao poured a bucket of cold water on her head, chilling her to the bone.
"As a human in this world, only slaves are bound by contracts. Even if you don't know the reason, you summoned her and dared to make a contract! Are you so bold?!"
"Let alone the fact that she is the master's beloved disciple, she herself is already at the Golden Core stage, three levels lower than you. She can kill you with just a flick of her finger. She has such an honorable status and a limitless future. You let her become a slave. Where's your brain! I think she didn't tear you apart on the spot when you signed the contract because she has a good temper!"
The levels of cultivation are clearly divided into eight stages: Qi training, foundation building, fasting, golden elixir, Nascent Soul, Dongxu, distraction, and Mahayana. The higher the level, the greater the gap between the classes.
The difference between her and Zhong Michu is three levels, one is underground and the other is in heaven.
Gu Fuyou finally came to her senses. She knew very well that she had been bewitched that day and had made a contract with Zhong Michu, partly because of novelty and partly because of vanity.
Her aptitude was too mediocre, and the result of her practice was entirely predictable. Over the past twenty years, it could be said that there was no expectation at all.
Even though she had hoped countless times, she had not encountered any rare treasure from heaven and earth or suddenly turned things around; nor had she woken up and cleansed her meridians and marrow.
No matter how hard she practiced, her cultivation level was still unsurprisingly slow. Years of hard work were no match for a genius' sudden enlightenment.
Gu Fuyou felt that God would not give her any favors because she was just an ordinary person, unlike her older brother.
She has a heart that refuses to be mediocre, a fighting spirit that works hard, and extraordinary insights, but she lacks the talent to support it all.
The clearer it is, the sadder it is.
Summoning Zhong Michu was the second surprise in her life so far. She was too unwilling and eager to be dazzling, so she stretched out her ring finger and dropped a drop of blood on the man's forehead.
Now she calmed down, the blood drained from her brain, and she thought that she was really risking her life.
Logically speaking, Zhong Michu is three levels higher in cultivation than her, so it is not impossible for him to suppress the contract and kill her by force.
It is just as Si Miao said, the only people who are indentured are slaves.
Zhong Michu was a favored daughter of heaven, but now she is controlled by her. Anyone with a higher spirit would be furious.
Zhong Michu didn't kill her, he was truly a kind person.
After Gu Fuyou figured it out, she kept her distance from Zhong Michu and dared not summon her again, for fear that the benevolent Nanzhu Jun would lose control of his temper. By then, even if she could be spared the death penalty, she would be sentenced to death.
It has been three months since she started avoiding him. She was worried every day that Zhong Mi Chu would come to cause trouble for her, but deep down in her heart she also hoped to meet Zhong Mi Chu.
Zhong Michu didn't come, and in the end, three months passed peacefully.
Gu Fuyou planned to find a tree stump to sit on, wait for one of them to catch the Zhuoyue Deer, and then go down the mountain.
She thought so, but someone wouldn't let her live in peace.
Yuan Changsui drove his spirit beast to the side of Gu Fuyou. Yuan Changsui's spirit beast was a white-eyed tiger with a pale forehead. Although it was young, its body was still a foot long, and it could bite Gu Fuyou's entire head with its bloody mouth.
Jiuyuan said that if this gray-browed and white-eyed tiger worked hard in the future, he would have the hope of growing to the Nascent Soul stage, and Yuan Changsui was very proud of this.
He sat upright on the majestic white tiger with a gray forehead, and said with a smile to Gu Fuyou, "Gu San, where is your spirit beast?"
In response to his knowing question, Gu Fuyou rolled his eyes and turned his head to the other side.
The gray-browed and white-eyed tiger was an arrogant person. It howled at Gu Fuyou. A gust of fishy wind blew towards him, knocking Gu Fuyou head over heels.
Yuan Changsui couldn't stop laughing, and the other disciples who hadn't entered the forest yet also found it funny to see Gu Fuyou's miserable appearance.
Yuan Changsui seemed to have found fun. He drove the pale-browed and white-eyed tiger towards Gu Fuyou, and was about to step on Gu Fuyou with one claw.
Gu Fuyou stood up, stepped back, and said in a deep voice: "Yuansheng, what are you doing?"
Gu Fuyou had already retreated to the edge of the forest. Yuan Changsui smiled crookedly: "What?"
Yuan Changsui clamped his legs around the tiger's belly, and the gray-browed and white-eyed tiger roared out with great force, chasing after Gu Fuyou.
Gu Fuyou cursed softly, turned around and ran away.
Yuan Changsui is in the middle stage of foundation building, and this Cangbrow White-eyed Tiger is also in the early stage of foundation building. Gu Fuyou, who has reached the great perfection of Qi training, seems not good enough in front of this master and servant pair.
Yuan Changsui forced Gu Fuyou into the forest, like a cat catching a mouse, without using all his strength, just teasing him, and laughed, "Gu San, if you don't run faster, you'll be caught by the tiger's claws!"
This dense forest is full of grass, with trees of different heights and complex terrain.
Gu Fuyou looked around and saw a patch of red mangroves covered with vines. He turned and ran towards that direction.
There are two types of formations in this world. One uses one's own spiritual power to directly form a formation, and the other uses the terrain to change the yin and yang and the five elements to create a formation.
Although the power of the former formation depends on one's own strength, it is flexible to use.
The latter depends on the right time and place, and does not require the consumption of one's own spiritual power. However, most of these formations are auxiliary formations, such as barriers, feng shui, and various restrictions. The attack power is not strong, and there are many restrictions. The most important thing is that it is not easy to learn and it takes a lot of brains. It is not as powerful as the former, and it is more troublesome than the former. Naturally, this formation is gradually abandoned. However, Gu Fuyou has studied this formation.
She ran to the mangrove forest, changed the five elements, reversed yin and yang, took out a spirit stone and placed it in the center of the formation. Before she finished doing all this, Yuan Changsui had already caught up with her.
Gu Fuyou had no choice but to continue running, but this time he was not as embarrassed as before.
For some reason, a thin mist was formed in the mangroves, and no light could penetrate. Everything was hazy. The branches and leaves were hidden, and the shadows of the trees were looming. Suddenly, it was difficult to distinguish things on the open road.
This is because of the 'Ghost Wall' formation that Gu Fuyou had set up. This type of formation is most suitable for complex roads and numerous houses. Although the effect of this formation is greatly reduced when set up in the forest, it can also greatly slow down Yuan Changsui's pace.
Yuan Changsui was driving the spirit beast, and the person in front of him was clearly very close, but he could never catch him.
On the other side, Gu Fuyou threw two talismans over from time to time to fight back, and the spiritual light exploded on the pale-browed white-eyed tiger, causing it to feel pain and become very annoyed.
Yuan Changsui laughed and said, "This is fun!"
Gu Fuyou's counterattack not only failed to stop Yuan Changsui, but made him take real action.
What’s worse is that some disciples from other places saw this and joined in chasing Gu Fuyou.
The Zhuoyue Deer ran too fast. They searched for a long time but still couldn't see any trace of it. Even if they found it, the Zhuoyue Deer would just run.
He is nothing like Gu Fuyou, who not only knows how to run, but also knows how to fight back. He is much more interesting than Zhuozhuo Yuelu.
Gu Fuyou kept cursing in his heart while running for his life.
Among them, Yuan Changsui and Hua Xi, the disciple who summoned the skeleton lion that day, were the most ferocious.
When Gu Fuyou ran out of the mangrove forest, the claws of the gray-browed and white-eyed tiger were about to touch her vest.
But the next moment, Gu Fuyou suddenly disappeared in the mist. There were countless thorns blocking the way between the tiger and the man. The tiger with a pale forehead and white eyes could not stop and rushed straight into the thorns, and was immediately covered with wounds.
It turned out that there were thorns here, and Gu Fuyou crawled out from the gaps between the thorns. The ghost wall formation had the effect of confusing vision, and with the help of mist, the tiger and the man's attention were all on Gu Fuyou, and they didn't even look around carefully. They didn't realize the danger and fell into the trap.
Gu Fuyou watched Yuan Changsui and his spirit beast struggling in the thorns, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Hua Xi, who was following Yuan Changsui, rode the skeleton lion into the air and crossed the thorns.
The skeleton lion had wings and flew like the wind. It caught up with Gu Fuyou in an instant, swooped down like thunder, grabbed Gu Fuyou with its claws, and flew her up.
Hua Xi cheered: "Brother Yuan, I caught her!"
Hua Xi hadn’t figured out what to do after catching him and was still confused.
Gu Fuyou took out a talisman and shouted, "Spirit comes!"
The trees began to shed their leaves, and the tiny leaves flew around the lion skeleton.
The skeleton lion flapped its wings to shake off the flying leaves, and the flying leaves came back again. The leaves were like sharp blades, cutting the skeleton lion as they went back and forth.
The skeleton lion felt pain, its claws loosened, and Gu Fuyou fell from the air.
Gu Fuyou climbed up, patted his butt, and snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
In fact, if she didn't run, it wouldn't matter if she was caught. At most she would get injured, but she wouldn't die. It would just add some laughter to others.
But she is not the type to just accept things passively.
Even a rabbit will bite when it's angry, let alone her.
Gu Fuyou had not left far when the Skeleton Lion and the Gray-browed White-eyed Tiger broke free from their restraints and chased after him.
The two spirit beasts were cut by thorns and flying leaves and were bleeding profusely, and their master was not much better off.
Hua Xi was very angry. The girl's eyebrows were raised and she kept saying, "It was just a joke between fellow disciples. How could you be so cruel!"
In her eyes, chasing Gu Fuyou like this was just a joke and there was nothing wrong with it. But when Gu Fuyou fought back and hurt her spirit beast, it was Gu Fuyou who was wrong.
The skeleton lion flapped its wings and knocked Gu Fuyou to the ground.
Gu Fuyou laughed angrily when she heard this, and before she could argue, two beasts blocked her way, one in front and one behind.
The gray-browed, white-eyed tiger roared at her and pressed forward. Yuan Changsui laughed and said, "Run! Run again!"
The gray-browed, white-eyed tiger leaped up and pounced towards Gu Fuyou. Its sharp white fangs seemed able to bite off her neck in one bite.
Gu Fuyou was already holding his breath, and he was not satisfied when he saw that Yuan Changsui was not giving up.
He made up his mind and formed a summoning circle.
This is too much, spiritual beast, do you think you have nothing
He immediately shouted: "Nanzhu Jun!!!"
A ball of spiritual light burst out in the air, then quickly dissipated, and a person appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the grass.
Gu Fuyou knelt on the ground, and the first thing he saw was the snow-white silk sleeves hanging in front of him, with floral patterns embroidered on the edges.
Gu Fuyou recognized that it was wisteria. The wisteria outlined by the light blue silk thread was less mysterious and more elegant.
Zhong Michu turned sideways. Gu Fuyou saw a wisp of white air floating in front of her. Looking closely, he saw that Zhong Michu was holding a cup of hot tea, with her arm slightly raised, as if she was going to drink the tea.
Going further up, Gu Fuyou was met with Zhong Michu's cold expression.
She seemed to have disturbed the senior sister's good time of enjoying flowers and drinking tea...
She felt that the rationality in Zhong Michu's eyes was on the verge of breaking, and it was very likely that in the next moment, she would be furious, grab her neck and lift her up.
She felt that Zhong Michu might be thinking: You are so ignorant that you even have the guts to summon me. I don't kill you, but you are looking for death. It seems you are tired of living.
Gu Fuyou's scalp tingled. He licked his lower lip and gave Zhong Michu a stiff smile: "Senior Sister, Xu, long time no see..."
The gray-browed and white-eyed tiger had already leaped forward, and before Gu Fuyou could finish his words, the tiger's claws were almost touching Zhong Michu.
Zhong Michu casually raised the teacup in his hand forward and spilled the tea towards it.
How much tea can be put into a palm-sized teacup
But when Zhong Michu raised it, it was as if a huge wave came out of nowhere. A meter-high wall of water rushed out from the teacup and knocked both the man and the tiger to the ground.
Yuan Changsui lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.
The gray-browed, white-eyed tiger had thick skin and flesh, so it was not seriously injured. However, it was lying on all fours with its butt raised high and its head pressed against the ground, as if it was stuck there and couldn't get up. It was whining and groaning, and no longer had the majestic look it had before.
The spirit beast lowered its head to show its submission. This big tiger was extremely afraid of Zhong Michu.
When Gu Fuyou saw it, he was quite disgusted.
After all, you will be a spiritual beast that can grow to the Nascent Soul stage. Why are you so afraid of a Golden Core stage cultivator? Where is your dignity as a tiger king? Can you please have some shame and backbone
Zhong Michu threw the teacup to the ground, looked stern and was about to fly away on his sword without saying a word.
Gu Fuyou twisted her silk sleeve with his right hand and pulled it back: "Wait, you can't leave me alone."
As he spoke, he grabbed a larger sleeve with his left hand and held it tightly in his hand: "We are taking the beast taming class. Master Jiuyuan asked us to compete."
Gu Fuyou had already made up her mind. She didn't want to stay and face the furious Yuan Changsui and Hua Xi alone.
Anyway, the person has been called here, and he will die anyway. It is better to die at the hands of a beautiful genius than to die at the hands of Yuan Changsui. At least this way he will die with dignity.
Zhong Michu turned around and heard Gu Fuyou say that they were competing for the throne. Then, seeing Gu Fuyou's embarrassed look, he could guess the cause and effect to a certain extent.
She glanced at the disciples who had gathered here because of the noise. They were stunned to see her suddenly appear here, just like the last time she was summoned to the square by Gu Fuyou.
Zhong Michu looked expressionless for a long while and said, "I'll take you down the mountain."
Gu Fuyou stood up quickly. Zhong Michu tried to pull her sleeve back. Gu Fuyou smiled and let go, smoothing out the wrinkles she had pulled.
Zhong Michu left towards the path down the mountain. Gu Fuyou followed behind. She stood up at this time and paid attention to the situation around her.
The skeleton lion that had blocked her back collapsed to the ground, burying its head under its wings. The spirit beasts of the disciples all lay on the ground, whimpering, and some huddled in their masters' arms, looking extremely frightened.
The spirit beasts fell in a circle, not daring to look up, as if they were all afraid of someone.
Gu Fuyou followed Zhong Michu all the way. Wherever he passed, all the spiritual beasts bowed their heads and retreated.
Gu Fuyou looked at Zhong Michu, feeling surprised.
Those young beasts are fine, but why are even the adult spirit beasts in the Golden Core stage so respectful to Zhong Mi Chu? Ordinary Golden Core stage cultivators may not be so powerful.
Could it be that this person has learned some method of taming beasts
The two passed by a big tea tree, under which a white figure was huddled.
Zhong Michu walked over and picked it up. Gu Fuyou took a closer look and realized it was the Zhuoyue Deer that had disappeared without a trace.
Gu Fuyou was furious when she saw it. She had been its prey for half a day and was covered in dust, but it was just sitting here basking in the sun comfortably.
When the Zhuoyue Deer didn't meet Zhong Michu, it shivered and shook like a sieve, extremely afraid. But once it was held in Zhong Michu's arms, it enjoyed it and was very happy.
He felt enjoyment and fear at the same time, and wanted to rub against Zhong Michu but didn't dare to.
It was the first time that Gu Fuyou saw a spirit beast’s face become so flattering.
Zhong Michu handed it to Gu Fuyou. Gu Fuyou was stunned for a moment, then took it hesitantly: "Is it for me?"
Zhong Michu said nothing and continued walking down the mountain.
All the way to the foot of the mountain, the figures of the Nine Monkeys could be seen. Zhong Michu called out "Gengchen," summoned her spirit sword, and flew away on the sword.
Gu Fuyou held Zhuo Yuelu in his arms, and was a little surprised that Zhong Michu did not blame him.
She was playing with the Zhuoyue Deer's hoof in her hand, looking up at Zhong Michu's leaving figure, and couldn't help but chuckle twice, as if she had picked up a great bargain.