Men wear women, and Lu Ding is forced to marry

After one has cultivated, problems in cultivation are different from illnesses as mortals. Even with a treasure like the Tongtian Pearl, Gu Chenzhou still had to stay in bed for half a month before he recovered some energy.

It was already May, late spring, with warm breezes blowing everywhere in Jianzong, the heat of early summer, and the flowers and plants splendid and colorful. The delicate birdhouse by the window attracted many plump birds, which chirped and fluttered around. Che Yuer had no choice but to put away the birdhouse he had made to avoid a fight between the new birds and the old ones.

At the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the weather is warm and it is time for the birds to start moving around.

Gu Chenzhou was also moving slowly.

It is useless for him to be anxious now, instead it will cause him bigger problems. Even if he uses rare treasures to restore his cultivation now, if there is any mistake, such a tragic situation will happen again.

In order to comfort him, Che Yuer arranged many delicious desserts, which were soft and sticky, moderately sweet, and had a hint of wine.

Then make a pot of nourishing scented tea, sit in the yard, read a book and bask in the sun.

This is his salted fish life.

He always wanted to improve his cultivation as quickly as possible, and had high expectations and demands on himself, like a taut string. Now the string has finally broken.

Elder Nanxing said she would find a way to help him solve the problem, but it would take some time. Gu Chenzhou didn't know whether she was telling the truth or just being polite, but he felt that the problem was with him and it couldn't be solved by taking medicine to heal his wounds.

Outsiders can't help him.

He doesn't have any expectations now so that he can calm down.

As for the suspicion that he was a person who possessed another body or was from another world, Gu Chenzhou avoided answering the question, but in fact, it was already the answer.

However, the attitude of the elders of the Sword Sect towards him did not change, which made him feel much more at ease. The power of the Spirit of Industry shielded him from the outside world at this moment, allowing him to no longer be troubled by danger and to stay alone in peace.

His spiritual power was stable, but his cultivation level had dropped. However, if he wanted to cultivate it back up, it would only take a few months.

Now in its normal state, the white palm emits a bright green light, like an exquisite and beautiful fairy grass, as if touching it can purify the soul.

He has learned his lesson now. He no longer practices when he is angry. Instead, he sits there in a daze until his mood calms down and he no longer thinks about anything. Then he sits cross-legged and breathes in and out silently to nourish his energy.

There is hope.

He is at least much stronger now than when he was an ordinary person. As long as he makes progress slowly and steadily, he is willing to endure some hardships.

Since he couldn't progress as quickly as others, he would slow down and keep calm.

Maybe he will be slower than others, maybe he will have to suffer more and take more detours than others, maybe he will be limited by his own qualifications throughout his life, but this is already good enough.

The life of a mortal is short. Although the life span of a monk is longer, if placed in the scale of time, it is like a drop in the ocean, extremely small.

If you look at it this way, he is no different from other monks. Identity cannot be the basis for distinguishing them.

Sometimes he meditated, and sometimes he lay on a recliner in the yard, covered with a quilt, basking in the warm sunshine.

He slowly opened his eyes when he felt a light touch on his cheek. The cold sandalwood scent wafted over his nose, and he felt very familiar, as if he had returned to Mihe City in a trance, but the person in front of him was even more familiar, overwhelming his thoughts for a moment.

The recliner was very low. Ye Lingyun knelt on one knee on one side. On the table in front of him were various food and supplements for Gu Chenzhou. Even the Tun Tun rat was fat and lay on the table with its belly exposed to bask in the sun with its owner.

Her hand gently touched his face. Gu Chenzhou was dazed. He turned his face to the side and pressed her hand down.

Don't move.

After a while, he fluttered his eyelashes, slowly woke up, and looked at the person next to him with his eyes open.

Ye Lingyun was wearing a black robe, his palms were illuminated by the warm sunlight, he rubbed his cheek against it lightly, and felt warmth coming from it.

There were always many profound and ancient things hidden in her dark brown eyes, which he could not understand. But on the contrary, Ye Lingyun seemed to be able to see through him completely.

He looked at Ye Lingyun and thought that she was now a deity, which could live for two thousand years. Perhaps by the time she married Zhengjun, he would have turned into a pile of dry bones.

No one remembers him, maybe even Ye Lingyun will forget him.

It's like he never existed in this world.

When he thought of this outcome, his whole body ached, as if this would be more painful than dying.

He could keep a calm expression in front of outsiders, but he couldn't do the same in front of her.

She knew all his soft emotions.

Gu Chenzhou was stunned, his eyes gradually moistened: "I have never hurt anyone."

He never took over anyone's life, nor did he harm anyone's life.

He came from another world, but he did not try to break the original balance here.

He knew how annoying people from other worlds were.

Would Ye Lingyun want to kill him like the people he had seen before? Would she judge him like she had done to the others?

He didn't want to die like this.

If this was the result, he would rather die at the hands of those organizations at the beginning than suffer the pain he is experiencing now.

"I know."

There was a compassion in her eyes that he could not understand, and also a love and pity, as if she was looking at her beloved. That strong emotion made people tremble. Gu Chenzhou looked at her, and his originally turbulent mood was slowly calmed down.

"You won't kill me?"

Ye Lingyun just looked at him gently and asked, "What is your crime?"

Gu Chenzhou felt a pang in his heart, but he still looked at her, as if he didn't believe it.

Ye Lingyun: "I have the White Rainbow in my hand to slay demons and eliminate evil. I have seen you several times and nothing unusual has happened. What crime have you committed?"

Even if you don't believe her, you should believe in the power of judgment here.

He felt relieved, and the fatigue in his body seemed to sweep away. He turned his face to the side and stared at her blankly.

"Is it really difficult for me to ascend like this?"

Ye Lingyun's expression remained calm: "There are only a few who have ascended. Whether they can ask for the Way depends on fate and destiny, not just physical strength. Nowadays, there are many people with outstanding talents, but there are still only a handful of people who can resolve conflicts, live in harmony with the world, and ask for the Way in the sky."

It seemed like she could heal him easily.

Ye Lingyun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, sighed, picked him up and held him in his arms.

In the eyes of heaven and earth, all things in the world are the same.

Whether you achieve enlightenment earlier or later is all up to your own fate.

Those who are supposed to live will not die, and those who are supposed to die will not live. This is the rule and the law.

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On the second day after Ye Lingyun came, he calmed down and went back to class.

After half a month of absence, the atmosphere in Zhongzheng Academy was very depressed. Yechen was about to get married, and his classes were sporadic, sometimes coming and sometimes not.

Gu Chenzhou didn't care anymore. He just found a corner where none of the disciples went, stood there and practiced sword skills, boxing and kicking, and continued to practice silently.

Even though he was so serious, he was still funny in the eyes of others. His movements were clumsy to the extreme. He simply couldn't grasp the essence of what the teacher taught. He was very rigid and there was no ups and downs at all.

Any spiritual beast you pick out is much braver than him.

He had never killed anyone, so he thought that he had learned all these moves just by practicing them one by one. However, he didn't know that the real fight with monsters would be very different from what he practiced every day.

A branch flew over and knocked him back two or three steps.

The opponent controlled his strength perfectly and did not hurt him.

Ye Chen sat on the tree, holding Senior Sister Ying Lan's wine gourd in his hand, propped up his legs, and looked at him with his head tilted.

Gu Chenzhou also tilted his neck and looked at him who was hidden by the leaves.

"How can you be so stupid?"

"Ask my cousin to teach you? Are you a fool, leaving her alone to watch you? Is your mouth just for show? You are not a coward and incompetent, are you? That's right, the hands look like neither hands nor eyes. If she saw it, she would have a stupidity attack."

Gu Chenzhou looked at him and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, but very clear: "When she is free, I will ask her for advice. Don't worry about it."

Ye Chen raised his head and took a sip of wine, then leaned against the tree and sneered, "With your thoughts like this, you won't make any progress even if you practice until you die."

"You've been trying so hard but haven't seen any results. Why don't you stop practicing? While you're still in favor, ask my cousin for more valuables. When she gets tired of you and returns to the mortal world, you'll still have a guarantee."