Heartthrob forced to scum all over the cultivation world

The warm supper for the father and son failed to be completed. As soon as they returned to the temporary residence, Gu Beiya lost interest and got under the covers to talk to Gu Zongzhu about the sound of the fan.

Hearing Fanyin's name, Gu Zongzhu was still a little surprised. For a cultivator, there are as many low-level artifact spirits as there are, and he doesn't care if one of them dies, but Gu Beiya is very concerned. Nestled in Gu Zongzhu's arms, lying on Gu Zongzhu's broad shoulders, with his face pressed against Gu Zongzhu's shoulder socket, which was only wearing a thin satin and obscene clothes, the palm of his hand unconsciously pinched Gu Zongzhu's plump chest muscles, and said: " Will Fanyin come back?"

Gu Zongzhu is infinitely indulgent and never resists Aizi's little hobbies, and he also deeply loves Aizi's nostalgia for the past. In the bedroom full of candlelight, his voice is as charming as the joy of the abyss: "I will come back tomorrow, Ya'er Waking up early in the morning, Fan Yin will come back."

"That's good."

"What's the matter?" Gu Zongzhu laughed, "It's just a clay figurine that usually only obeys orders, not a real creature." Gu Zongzhu said it tactfully, but in fact, to be precise, the fan spirit was just forcibly enlightened The puppet, without self-awareness, is just an empty shell, able to block a blow for his bud and complete his mission.

"But I feel that he looks like a real person, with flesh and blood, except he can't speak, he can do whatever he asks, he is quiet, much better than Wei Jiulang." Gu Beiya found a short place on a flat road with his fingers. The tree stump, the tree stump was twirled by the finger, venting the little dissatisfaction of the finger owner.

This behavior is probably a bad habit inherited by Gu Beiya since he was a baby. Because he didn't have a mother to feed him personally when he was a child, he couldn't swallow rice cereal. Du's small hands kneaded the clothes on Gu Zongzhu's chest, like a kitten in the world, thinking that more stepping would bring out more, but Gu Zongzhu just used the fairy method to control the goat milk to pick out a thin strip from the bowl. The water column continuously fell into Xiao Beiya's mouth.

"What? What's wrong with Wei Jiulang? I told my father before that Jiulang's younger brother can make paper cranes fly, which is very powerful."

Gu Beiya was silent for a moment in Gu Zongzhu's arms, then sighed, and said, "I'm afraid he won't come to me in the future."

"how could be?"

"He is timid, he will be afraid of me." He opened his eyes today, and Gu Beiya knew the disgusting condition of his eyes

"Will not."

"Yes, I know." When Gu Beiya said this, he put a finger on Gu Zongzhu's lips, not wanting to hear any more, "I'm sleepy."

"Okay, go to sleep." Gu Zongzhu coaxed, "Daddy is not afraid of you."

"Well, I know." Gu Beiya put his hands around Gu Zongzhu's neck, his long hair spread out from his thin back, and slipped from the sides. He didn't know how imaginative his appearance was, every inch of his body was soft and lingering , like water and fire, kissed Zongzhu Gu's chin, "Good night."

"……Good night."

……

On the second day, Gu Beiya felt that his father seemed to be absent from his sleep. He immediately groped the place around him with his hands indiscriminately. , he breathed a sigh of relief, calmly stretched out his hand to hold the man's wrist, and said, "Fan Yin?"

The fan sound came back, but it was not the same deity as yesterday, but Gu Zongzhu re-attuned a fan, and deliberately made the same human figure as the fan sound before, cast a forbidden spell and locked it within three meters of Gu Beiya. Inside.

Fan Yin couldn't speak, but was a serious, gradeless weapon spirit, dressed as a boy, with extremely short black hair, only two long temples fell on his chest.The face is like a crown jade, the lips are thin and the eyes are black. It is a very handsome replica of fan sound.

Gu Beiya pinched Fanyin's hand, and could feel the special little knot on the palm of Fanyin's palm, but believed that the previous Fanyin had returned, so he relaxed, and let Fanyin help him dress and wash. Zhu Xiang was sitting in front of the low table, eating big meat buns, chewing each bite slowly with a small gap, graceful posture, Ling Ran noble, it seemed that he had to chew out every ingredient of the buns, and analyze them thoroughly. Willing to swallow.

He ate half of a bun, then squeezed out the whole meat stuffing and threw it on a delicate small plate, then maybe it was too quiet, so he didn't have the same appetite as usual, so he squeezed the remaining buns Ask Fan Yin: "Did the young city lord come to see me? If so, knock on the table, if not, don't knock."

The result was naturally as expected, Gu Beiya knew it would be like this a long time ago, so he didn't have much disappointment on his face, just thinking that he and the young city master grew up together, at least seven or eight years of friendship, but who knows it's still like this— —I think that what Wei Jiulang said before was all lies. What he said to be his eyes, and told him everything he saw outside, was just talking, and it could not be taken as the truth.

With such a simple loss of a friend to talk to, Gu Beiya's world became a little more deserted, but now he doesn't have much energy to pay attention to these things, but thinks about what his father said to lead him up the mountain to ask the old man Naishu to give him a way to survive.

But Gu Beiya feels that this matter is by no means easy, if there was one, it would have already happened, why wait until now...

He didn't want to experience another misty hope, he didn't want that kind of hope, he gave up, but his father obviously didn't give up, so Gu Beiya thought, if finding a way to make him healthy and normal can make his father feel better and live with a purpose, he will always It's much better to be dead silent like the walking dead.

While thinking, Gu Beiya let the sound of the fan wipe his mouth. Hearing the sound of the dishes on the table being picked up, and the sound of footsteps gradually approaching him, he turned his head to face the person coming. No need to guess, it should be Daddy coming.

"Father, where have you been?" Gu Beiya was not curious, but worried. He realized that his father should have gone to another place today, but he entered the house wrapped in a cold wind in spring.

The chill lingered for a long time, and it took a week of Gu Zongzhu's luck to gradually dissipate like a mist.

"Naturally, I borrowed something from a Taoist friend." Gu Zongzhu said while pulling Gu Beiya's hand so that Gu Beiya floated lightly on the ground, standing like a normal person, and then reached into the Qiankun ring and pulled out a The huge treasure chest, sealed with vertical patterns of organs, is very easy to open, but Gu Zongzhu only waved his finger, and the treasure chest opened automatically, revealing a variety of treasures inside!

The first is a set of exquisite crane brocade robes, which are as transparent as light gauze and have beautiful patterns. After being put on Gu Beiya's body by Gu Zongzhu, the style changed with Gu Beiya's clothes to fit the boy's figure.

The second is a light blue hair band. Gu Zongzhu lightly picked up two strands of Aizi's long hair in his hands, and then tied them behind Gu Beiya's head. The hair band was tied in the style of a bow tie. nothing special.

The last is a set of jade bracelets. The bracelets are blood red and translucent, and can be large or small. After wearing them, they can faintly protrude from the long sleeves of the light blue and white gauze, making the embellishments particularly eye-catching.

Gu Beiya was being played with for a long time, and when his father stopped, his whole body was already over three catties heavy. Even his fingers were covered with ten jade rings, a gold collar was hung around his neck, and his eyebrows were touched with cinnabar. The cold snowman instantly turned into a jeweled and rich humanoid treasure.

Gu Beiya didn't know that the things in his body were all rare treasures, and if they were put in any auction house or black market on the Jinzhou mainland, they would be defenses that couldn't be bought with tens of thousands of top-grade spirit stones. Divine product!

The combination of these magic weapons can even allow Gu Beiya to escape a full-strength attack from the mighty power in the Transcending Tribulation Period. The palms rotted into bones.

Gu Zongzhu went looking for these treasures early in the morning. After dressing up Gu Beiya as if it was Chinese New Year, he held Beiya, who was slow in development due to a disability in the lower body and slightly shorter than ordinary peers, on his arms and sat , walked out of the room with the fan sound instrument spirit, and while going out, took Gu Beiya's hand and kissed him, saying: "Ya'er, let's go."

Gu Beiya has never traveled far, but since his father is holding him, nowhere is too far away.

"Okay." The boy's voice was calm.

Following the footsteps of her father walking out of the room, Gu Beiya slowly began to smell the fragrance of flowers outside the house and feel the heat of the sun on her skin. The breeze was blowing, and the hairband of the boy with closed eyes was raised, and his clothes were fluttering, as if he was wearing the moonlight on his face. The light gauze lined by the stars on her body also flutters with the wind, and she is in a state of beauty!

From Wangxu City to Jingshan Gate, the number one sect in the Jinzhou Continent, if Gu Zongzhu went alone, he would be able to arrive there in a short time, but Gu Beiya with a mortal body, even if they will take the top-grade magic weapon 'Fenglei Mengzhou' It would take as much as three days for a three-story giant ship to fly to Jingshan Gate through the clouds and fog.

The magic weapon 'Fenglei Mengzhou' is a treasure obtained by Gu Zongzhu in the collapsed secret realm, but it was of no use after it was obtained, so it was thrown into the Qiankun ring to fall into ashes. In front of Wangxu City, the three-thousand-foot waterfall dam flew down and grew rapidly, and then two people and one weapon were seated.

The gleaming golden Gu Beiya felt uneasy, until he was placed in a closed room after boarding the boat, so that he could not hear strange human voices, could not feel the strange wind, could not smell strange smells, then he gradually relaxed. clenched fist.

"Ya'er, we're on board." Gu Zongzhu helped Gu Beiya straighten his long hair, and said, "On your left are some bamboo slips that can be read automatically after opening, and on your right are green tea and osmanthus cake. What do you want?"

Hearing what her father said, Gu Beiya frowned slightly: "Aren't you with me?"

Gu Zongzhu stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of the boy's nose: "I'm here to accompany you, I just want to be more prepared when I ask you these words."

"Oh..." Gu Beiya nodded with two blobs of pink on her cheeks, "There is no need to prepare anything, Daddy, sit down quickly."

The young man stretched out his hand to pull Gu Zongzhu to sit down, and the father and son looked like conjoined twins, while Fan Yin was ordered to stand on the deck outside, which was called observing the surrounding area. Is it weird to approach? In fact, Sect Master Gu just doesn't like people intervening in the time he spends with his son, even if it's just a spirit controlled by him.After all, with Sect Master Gu's cultivation, how could he not know that someone was approaching his Fenglei Mengzhou?

The speed of Fenglei Mengzhou above the clouds is much slower than that of monks flying with swords. Occasionally, casual cultivators see it and marvel that such treasures can be seen here, but they will never go forward, otherwise they will definitely be caught by the boat. The monks in the Yuanying stage regard it as a provocation!

Today, there are tens of thousands of cultivators in the Five Continents, and there are as many people stuck in Qi Refining No. 13 who have been unable to build a foundation as many as crucian carp crossing the river. Those who can build a foundation can be called excellent aptitude!In the future, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen, Distraction, Fusion, Mahayana, Crossing Tribulation, every node is like going to the sky!So when the five continents add up, there are no more than [-] Jindan monks, and there are no more than a hundred monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and only two or three monks who transform the gods. Once, and then disappeared, the world said that it has fallen.

Now the Nascent Soul cultivator on the treasure ship is showing his sharpness and aura, and he really can't afford to provoke him, so he can only look up.

This boat traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and passed over the heads of many small sects, all of which attracted a lot of attention.

It also passes through the boundary of Fenghuangfang.

The owner of the Phoenix Workshop, Xiao Fangzhu, is the descendant of the ancient spirit beast bloodline, which is different from the monster beast incarnation, but the power of the spirit beast bloodline is getting weaker and weaker, and it can hardly use one ten-thousandth of the bloodline's power.Even so, it is three points faster than ordinary monks, and it is really a natural body of practice.

Fangzhu Xiao suddenly had a feeling today, and set up an altar to try to use it for fortune-telling, and asked his only son Xiao Wanjiang to protect him, the formation was spread out in an instant, and the light rose greatly. Fangzhu Xiao was dressed in Taoist robes and long beards, holding a precious feather on the candlestick, The feather burns and regenerates instantly when it encounters a fire. Suddenly, the phantom of a huge phoenix appears in the sky. The phoenix's head is facing the sky, singing continuously. Master Xiao immediately raised his head in astonishment, and saw a slow treasure ship sailing across the sky. , Break through the clouds and leave!

"Weird!" Fangzhu Xiao put away the old feather and carefully put it into the brocade box, frowning.

The virtual image of the phoenix had disappeared, and Xiao Wanjiang jumped down majesticly from the eaves beside him, and stood beside his father Xiao Fangzhu. While looking at the direction where the treasure ship was leaving, he asked, his voice was a little immature, but his tone was very old-fashioned: " Father, what is the explanation for this phenomenon?"

Fangzhu Xiao shook his head, his voice was also full of doubts: "I have been looking for the keel for my father for a hundred years, every year the hexagrams point to different places, not to mention the remains of the keel, even the snake has never seen it before, this time it is strange, it actually points to that place A 'Wind and Thunder Dream Boat'."

Xiao Wanjiang asked respectfully, "Then who owns the 'Fenglei Mengzhou'?"

Fangzhu Xiao turned his hands away, his old face was completely devoid of the plainness of a cultivator, with anxiety lingering between his brows, half of his face was covered with scars like burns, and he looked even more serious than ordinary demon cultivators. terrible!

Fangzhu Xiao said solemnly: "The chief disciple of Jingshanmen, Yuanying Gu Lingxiao."