Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

The Holy Spirit Continent advocates cultivating immortals, and everyone in the world is proud of being able to step into the Dao.

The Great Cultivation School is an existence that is admired by thousands of people, but cannot be sought after. Therefore, the rules of the Cultivation School are strict, and it is an inviolable rule that practitioners should not follow the two schools.

Zhiting Island is one of the three major sects in the Holy Spirit Continent, with a century-old foundation, and this is even more unacceptable.

Even if the matter of Qiu Gaojie happened, everyone would inevitably explode for a while, everyone had different expressions and thoughts.

Fusu played with the Yuxiao fan lightly, and looked at Shen Miyun with peach blossom eyes with a smile and cunning. Shen Miyun looked at him, his handsome face was still calm, and his appearance was beyond the reach of others.

Everyone cast their eyes on Fusu and his party, their eyes full of doubt and disdain.

Fusu smiled disdainfully from the bottom of his heart, but with a gentle gesture on his face, he smiled lightly at Sanqing Zhenren and the others, then took a step forward, and a warm and smiling voice sounded.

"Indeed."

When everyone heard the words, seeing his confident and unafraid appearance, they secretly laughed in their hearts, thinking that the yellow-haired boy didn't know anything.

"Little brother, don't you know that my Holy Spirit Continent has never allowed anyone who can learn from the two."

In front of the crowd, a man in light blue black clothes sneered and said, looking at Fusu who was still smiling, the man secretly gritted his teeth, rolled his slender eyes, and said again: "Look at the little friend It seems that you have known Nangong Zui's identity for a long time... Then you Taiwu, what kind of heart do you have and what plan do you have?"

"That's right, I've also heard a little bit about this matter. Back then, Nangong Zui rebelled against Zhiting Island because of his addiction to poison. It was rumored that Nangong Zui had some entanglements with the ancient ancestor of that witch. Now it seems that this matter did not happen out of thin air. Tai Wu dared to accept Nangong Zui, isn't this blatantly an enemy of the entire cultivation world?"

"Tai Wu must give me an explanation!"

"That's right! This matter must not be done like this, whether it is Taiwu or Nangongzui, an explanation must be given!"

The crowd echoed the man indignantly, arguing passionately with selflessness and righteousness.

Standing in the crowd, Fusu looked at the Sanqing Daoist and others who were expressionless, and then looked at the aggrieved crowd. The serious smile gradually faded away, but the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. , he fiddled with Yuxiao fan again and again.

The world is ignorant

There was a slight sound of footsteps beside him, and a familiar feeling came.Fusu looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw Wei Jie standing beside him, his handsome and deep face was expressionless, but his eyes, like the nine-day starry sky, looked straight at him, as if there were twinkling stars .

People are always like this, they are strong and sharp when they are alone, but if there is someone standing beside them, they can't help but feel a little soft in their hearts.

Wei Jie stood beside Fusu and didn't speak.Looking at the slightly absent-minded person, he raised his hand and stroked his head gently, tenderly.

The meeting place fell silent for a while, and all the people who had spoken fiercely and generously stood there in a daze, staring at the two with wide eyes.

In the meeting place, two people, one black and one red, stood quietly. They looked at each other. The fair face of the young man in red was faintly flushed, and the smile in his eyes could not be concealed. Although the man in black looked calm, but His movements are gentle, as if treating the world's most precious treasure.

"never mind"

Wei Jie looked at Fusu, and said softly in a deep voice.

Seeing the red reflection in Wei Jie's eyes, Fusu laughed for no reason, he responded softly, then turned his head to look at the people in the venue.

Daoist Sanqing stood, Qingming's eyes were wide open, there was no sign of shock inside, the corners of his mouth raised his aunt's smile uncontrollably, if it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he wished he could run up to Fusu and take a good look at him apprentice daughter-in-law.

Ji Chengming looked at the Sanqing Daoist at the side, and silently took a step to the side.

They don't know each other!

The corner of Fusu's mouth raised a sly smile, his harmless peach blossom eyes blinked, and he said with a soft smile:

"Since that's the case, I don't know how the seniors plan to deal with Nangong Zui? Expel him? Or... kill him?"

The man in blue looked at Fusu with a smile on his face, and felt a chill in his heart for no reason. He clenched his hands on both sides and said sharply:

"Nangong is drunk and insults the cultivator. Death is not a pity!"

Hearing the man's words, Fu Su suddenly laughed: "Oh... If that's the case, let's kill him... With the company of countless people in the Holy Spirit Continent, I don't think he will be lonely."

The man paused, his face pale: "This..."

Seeing this, Fusu was about to speak when a silent Ji Chengming coughed a few times to break the situation.

Ji Chengming walked up to Fusu, looked at Fusu, and said with a smile: "The incident on Zhiting Island has caused chaos in the world and the people's hearts are in turmoil. At this time, countless innocent people are suffering. Once Qiu Gaojie dies, only Nangong Xiaoyou is the only one in this world." But refining the antidote...It has been so many years, and now that Qiu Gaojie has committed such a crime, he is not worthy of being a teacher, and Nangong Xiaoyou is not regarded as a teacher of the two."

Fusu looked at Ji Chengming's peacemaker appearance for a while, smiled lightly and did not speak.

As the saying goes, ginger is still old and spicy.

Being able to be the master of a faction depends not only on cultivation, this white and red singing is really good.

"If that's the case, I would like to thank Sect Leader Ji."

Ji Chengming smiled awkwardly when he heard the words. He stroked his non-existent mustache and said, "I don't know where little friend Nangong is now?"

Where are you?

Hearing this, Fu Su looked at the Daoist Sanqing behind Ji Shengming, and smiled slightly.

Daoist Sanqing was taken aback, recalling what happened in the cave, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, he coughed lightly, and in the eyes of everyone curious, he said slowly: "Little friend Nangong...is in good health "

******

After the meeting was over, the crowd poured out of the venue, disciples from various factions with the same costumes gathered together, looking at the three walking in the crowd from the corner of their eyes, whispering.

The three of Fusu walked side by side on the road, he was in a good mood, his mouth was lightly raised, his eyes were full of smiles, even his walking pace was a little lighter than Wangri's.

Xiuzhu looked at Fusu from the corner of his eye, his eyes sank slightly.

The three of them were walking side by side, when there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind them, and a warm and warm voice sounded: "Wait a minute, fellow Taoists!"

Fusu stopped when he heard the words, and followed the sound suspiciously.

I saw a man in a light blue black robe, with a jade pendant pinned to his waist, with black hair like this, gentle brows and eyes, and a three-pointed smile walking towards them.

Liancheng walked up to the three of them. He looked at Xiuzhu with a worried expression on his face, and said, "Friend Xiuzhu, I don't know if Qi Fan is unwell?"

Xiu Zhu was taken aback, turned aside Fusu who blinked innocently, thought for a while, and said: "The young master left back to Taiwu a few days ago."

Liancheng was taken aback when he heard the words, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Fusu coughed lightly, and said: "Qi Fan doesn't love worldly things the most. He loves natural landscapes and has traveled around. Now he doesn't know where he has gone."

Liancheng responded lightly when he heard the words, looked at Fusu, and said, "I don't know who you are?"

Fu Su smiled and said, "It's just a casual person."

Liancheng nodded, hesitated for a while, and said, "I don't know if you can contact Qi Fan?"

Fu Su looked at him innocently and shook his head upon hearing this.

Liancheng smiled a little disappointed, and said: "If there is any news about him... I hope fellow Taoists will let you know."

"I... want to find him."

"it is good"

After getting the answer, Liancheng signaled to the three of them and left with a step forward. He was wearing a blue black robe and his black hair was fluttering in the wind, but his back looked very lonely.

Watching Liancheng's figure disappear before his eyes, Fusu opened the Yuxiao fan a few times and walked away.

Wei Jie stood where he was, his hands in his sleeves clenched tightly.

"Come here!"

Fusu in the distance stopped, looked back at Wei Jie who was standing there, and summoned him.

The man in red stood against the light, his clothes fluttered, his soft black hair entangled with the red clothes, his peach eyes were full of smiles, and the red mark on his forehead was even more enchanting under the sun.

Wei Jie sent him a tightly clenched hand, strode up to him, looked down at him, and said in a deep voice:

"it is good"

Fusu: ...

Looking at the man in front of him, there was a warm feeling coming from his chest, clamoring for inexplicable feelings, he looked away awkwardly, and said dryly:

"...Let's go."

****

When he came to the small garden, Fusu sat in front of the stone table with some preoccupations, resting his cheeks with both hands, and sighed from time to time, looking extremely melancholy.

Xiuzhu looked at Fusu Wenyan with a funny face, and said with a smile: "What are you thinking, young master?"

Fusu glanced at Xiu Zhu from the corner of his eye, sighed and said, "I want Wei Jie."

Xiu Zhu was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at him silently.

But Fusu didn't seem to respond at all, he held it up and frowned slightly.

According to the setting, Wei Jie has many harems, not to mention three thousand beauties, but there are all kinds of beauties, and Han Wan'er is one of them, but according to the current situation, it seems that Wei Jie is not interested in such a little bit. No…

And...I always feel that he is a bit...gay in gay...

He even kissed him at Houshan Hot Spring before.

Or, Wei Jie is frigid?Lost feelings for girls?

As a biological father in a certain sense, Fusu was heartbroken for Wei Jie.

Fusu put down his hand and fanned the Yuxiao fan with a sly light in his eyes.

Even so, he helped Wei Jie catch the girl!

Seeing Fusu's listless appearance, Xiuzhu shook his head, stepped up and turned to leave.

******

After another half day, the sun sank to the west, and the afterglow fell from the sky thousands of miles away, covering the verdant and verdant island.

Different from the bustling and bustling before, Zhiting Island at this time is very quiet, it is hard to find people on the delicately arranged trails, and occasionally the maid Xiao Si walks by in a hurry.

But in a few days, things have changed.

After plotting a few plans to chase his wife, it was only under Xiuzhu's reminder that Fusu, who was drunk in Nangong, yawned and held a jade fan, looking for the place where Jingrui was.

As the head of the Xuantian Sword Sect, the head of the three sects, Feng Jingrui lives in a place different from ordinary people. Along the way, the surroundings are quiet, lush forests and bamboos, the afterglow is dense, and a pure aura envelopes the whole body.

Walking through the wooden door, a faint blue light can be seen in the sky.

"Oh, there is an enchantment"

Looking at the building in front of him, Fusu shook his head helplessly and said regretfully.

"The first hero of the door sealer, I will definitely not embarrass Nangong. I think we should go back."

Fusu talked to himself, yawned after finishing speaking, and planned to leave early.

"Young Master, don't you want to know about their relationship?"

Just as he was about to leave, Xiuzhu's meaningful words suddenly came from behind him. Fusu stopped, with a smile on his lips:

"The world is getting worse and people's hearts are not old, so it's better to find out."

Seeing Fusu looking around the barrier with interest, Xiuzhu shook his head amusedly.

"You...you let me go!"

"In broad daylight, you are insulting a decent woman!"

Suddenly there was the sound of Nangong Zui blowing his hair, Fu Su and the two looked at it, and saw the simple wooden door suddenly opened, and Nan Gong Zui, who was dressed in light yellow brocade clothes, walked forward with an unhappy expression on his face. His face looked a little pale, but his voice was powerful, and his staring eyes seemed to eat people up, so he didn't seem to be serious at first glance.

"Drunk"

Following Nangong Zui came out was Jing Rui in black clothes and white hair, he was holding Nan Gong Zui's hand, he was different from the abstinent male god he had seen before, on the contrary he looked like a gangster.

Hearing Jing Rui's voice, Nangong Zui waited with big round eyes, anxious and annoyed, with a little blush on his face.

"Let go of me! Are you going to let me go, I'm going to...I'm going to shout!"

"Ah..."

Hearing Nangong Zui's words, Jingjing Rui suddenly laughed, his mature, ascetic and cold face was full of cunning.

"What is Zui'er going to shout...huh?"