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After listening to his speech, the brown feather goose stared at him, and neither of them spoke anymore.

The brown-feathered goose said awkwardly: "Although I am called a brown-feathered genius doctor, I can't cure all difficult and miscellaneous diseases, especially this kind of case where... it is difficult to see patients."

Cheng Yuzhi smiled and said, "Isn't there now."

The brown-feathered goose shook its gray-brown robe, and the tiny feathers on its wings fell to the ground, and he waved them away hesitantly, obviously not very confident in this method.

"I have to go back and ask my clansmen, maybe my uncle and the others know the way," the brown-feathered goose said softly, and at the same time it seemed to hear something, and turned to look outside the courtyard, "I am still young and have little experience."

Cheng Yuzhi followed him to look: "What?"

The brown-feathered goose was even more uncomfortable and said: "I seem to hear that the young master is back... I'll ask my servants to make medicine for you, and I'll ask for the prescription."

After all, like a bird drenched in rain and soup, it flopped and flew away from the courtyard quickly, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Xiao Cheng asked strangely, "Why is he walking so fast?"

Fengche held the teapot in his hand and exchanged glances with him.

At the next moment, the room was pushed open again, and a pair of snow-white sleeve robes stretched in first, almost bringing a glow to the room.

Inside the room, Cheng Yunzhi squinted his eyes, first saw the other person's hair crown, and then looked down, startled.

He breathed a sigh of relief, put his ass back on the edge of the chair, and said, "Xianjun, why did you change into new clothes today?"

When he said this, he still doubted himself a little.

How could Cheng Yuzhi remember that in ten thousand years later, the immortal who had already been titled Jie'a was dressed in white clothes like this?

"Is it new clothes?" Cheng Yunzhi stood up, tugged at his sleeves with extra curiosity, and looked around.

The young master didn't care about his movements at all, and tolerantly opened up his big sleeves for him to look at.

Gu Yan said: "It's a new one."

Cheng Yunzhi smiled and said, "It's so pretty. It still looks good in this suit."

Gu Yanshun said: "Then I will wear this suit from now on."

The young master has a broad back and a straight back. Seen from behind, he looks like a fairy boy.

Cheng Yunzhi scrutinized his eyes and turned back to that curious little Cheng: "Why do you suddenly think of wearing white clothes?"

Gu Yan turned her head and said casually: "I just think it looks good."

When Gu Yan turned around and went to the back room, the smile on Cheng Yuzhi's face immediately disappeared.

He and Fengche looked at each other, and there was worry in the boy's eyes.

Even he can see that Gu Yan is different from before.

"What's going on here?" The little boy touched his chin like an adult, "Why didn't he hug him? Didn't he say a few words to him? It's not like his style..."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

He tried to change the subject: "Maybe he has something else to do. Why don't we practice swords..."

Just as he was talking, a notification came from outside that he wanted to see the young master.

Cheng Yunzhi and Fengche were sitting next to each other, holding tea, watching Gu Yan and his subordinates talking about something.

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Yun was startled.

He saw a smile on Gu Yan's face, but he couldn't tell if it was kind or full of malice.At this moment, he changed from a fairy boy dressed in white to a terrifying evil ghost in white human skin, sneering sinisterly.

It is a contradictory monster of good and evil, still pulling in this skin.

Another daze, the smile disappeared, and Gu Yan calmed down again.

He waved his hands to let his subordinates go out, and walked up to Cheng Yuzhi.

Before Cheng Yuzhi could say anything, the windmill was waved away by his sleeve, and he watched helplessly as he picked it up, put it on his shoulder, and walked into the house.

Xiao Cheng lay limply on his shoulder, pretending to be a big doll.

He whispered: "Xianjun, you are different from before."

Gu Yan said casually: "Why is it different? Look at me, the hair crown, the clothes - aren't they the same as the fairy in your memory?"

"Or, you, like him more than me?"

Cheng Yuzhi was put down and looked straight into Gu Yan's eyes.

His heart jumped: Gu Yan actually consciously imitated the clothes of the immortals in the real world, and showed them to him generously.

He just said it!Why do you dress like this!

Gu Yan continued: "Zhizhi hasn't agreed to be my Taoist partner, do you want to leave this demon realm?"

He is obviously a cold-hearted young master, when he said this, his eyes were full of smiles.

And Cheng Yunzhi looked at his face and was silent for a moment.

After a while, he said, "Are you a demon?"

Gu Yan let go of him and still stood in front of him. If Cheng Yunzhi lowered his head and looked at him with his straight-up eyesight, he would find that many dark lines on Gu Yan's robe were almost all from this world.

"Yes," the young master admits without any shyness, "I'm so happy."

Cheng Yunzhi asked vigilantly, "What are you happy about?"

Gu Yan said: "Happy one fell in."

He held Cheng Yunzhi's fingertips, as if he was holding a precious spiritual weapon, but the goosebumps that Xiao Cheng gave him all arose, and he wanted to pull back, but he couldn't let go even though it hurt.

The young man squatted down and raised his beautiful face.

He looked very happy, as if he had grasped what he wanted most, and he didn't let go of it at all, so he could show such an expression.

He chuckled and said, "As long as I exist, and this piece of demonic realm exists, won't it be in my hands forever?"

"Using the sky as a cage and the earth as a lock. He must have always thought of such a thing."

Cheng Yuzhi: "You fart, Xianjun has never thought about it. At most," Xiao Cheng got stuck, pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly, "At most, he wants to be my master?"

The young master smiled slightly, undeniable.

"That was after the 'explosion'." The young master said.

He didn't feel guilty at all, or any other emotion, he put Cheng Yuzhi on the bed, and smiled at him leisurely.

He made the quilt very slowly, but no matter how slow he was, he could still tuck the corner of the quilt onto Cheng Yuzhi's shoulders, stuffing him full and warm.

"Wait for me to come back," the young master said lightly, "The Immortal Lord can't take you away."

The young master got up calmly and left the room. Behind him, the vigilant Xiao Cheng poked his head, and after the sound of the young master's footsteps completely disappeared, he sat up suddenly from the bed, threw off the quilt, and was about to get out of bed.

The windmill rushed over, and the first reaction was: "Put on your shoes!"

Cheng Yuzhi spoke extremely fast: "He is actually a heart demon! I never thought of it before, so I thought that the fairy king was rejuvenated... No."

After sorting out all the words he overheard just now, Fengche said seriously, "I see."

"He is perfecting this inner demon realm."

Absorb the power of the body to grow stronger, get rid of irrelevant factors, to improve your cultivation and impression.

As long as the final layout is realized, this demonic realm can be turned into the most reliable cage—the main body must live forever under the shadow of the demons.

Cheng Yunzhi was startled when he thought of this.

He said: "But, what is the final layout?"

Fengche opened his mouth and glanced at him, the little boy hesitated a little, hesitating until the top of his head trembled.

He put his head under Cheng Yunzhi's hand and rubbed it.

"In my opinion, what kind of place is considered a piece of iron bucket, without cracks?"

Cheng Yunzhi never thought about the question Fengche mentioned.

He thought for a moment: "There is a powerful ruler..."

Pretty Daoxiu reacted immediately: "He wants to unify the cultivation world?"

Fengche sighed, the expression on the boy's face dimmed, and he was a little embarrassed: "Then let everyone live according to his ideas, no longer free, and let a hundred flowers bloom. Be well-behaved, orderly, and continue steadily to be his ideal, unified Cultivation Realm."

"In this world, that is, the real fairy, I really thought about it not long ago."

"Then he changed his mind."

Cheng Yuzhi asked, "How did he change?"

How did it change?

The little boy opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, and turned into a voice of nothingness.

He met you in the mirror.

Brown-feathered geese glide in the night with the wind all over their bodies.

His resolute face still has a bit of childishness. He is obviously not very old, but he has followed his clansmen and elders and flew back and forth from this comprehension continent several times.

And soon, perhaps they will also lose these wings—the elder said that the family agreed to them and decided to accept the land leylines they contributed and return the gathering place to them.

But also, there is another requirement: all the brown-feathered geese will return to the gathering place and become ordinary villagers under the aristocratic family's jurisdiction.

They won't allow villagers to run around.

Let them walk on the ground with both feet like others, and return to their fixed residence every night, and they will no longer be able to play with the herbs they are proud of.

Maybe, in the near future, even the well-known name of brown feather genius doctor will disappear.

This is the aristocratic family, ruling the land.

Inherited by blood, as long as the blood does not die, they can always survive and expand their scope.

force……

Forcibly peeling off his wings...

The brown-feathered goose was angry at this, but there was nothing he could do.

They are just a group of wandering herb hunters, how can they have the strength to fight against the family.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he squeezed the thin paper in his hand, almost crushing it.

Fortunately, he calmed down in time and landed in a spacious courtyard.

Most of the houses in the courtyard had their lights turned off, and it was pitch black, which looked particularly bluffing.

Only a small oil lamp was lit in the room in the center, and the silhouette of the person beside the bed was vaguely cut out and reflected on the thin window paper.

The brown-feathered goose calmed down. He gathered his feather robe and landed on the ground.

There was a little noise in the room, and the brown feather goose was startled, thinking that there was someone else inside.

Before he turned to hide, the door opened a small crack, and a small head stuck out, beckoning him to come in quickly.

The brown-feathered goose breathed a sigh of relief, shook his robe, and shook off the dust on it, before he dared to step into the clean and tidy room.

Just in time to see Cheng Yunzhi closing the lampshade.

The warm light fell on his eyelashes, making it even more obvious that this Taoist cultivator is not like a mortal.From a distance, it seems to be shining.

The brown-feathered goose coughed involuntarily and cleared its throat.

His eyes, which had been blown by wind and dust, blinked, and they were the only bright color in the dusty body.

Brown Feather Goose said: "I found that method, about stripping off the seven emotions and six desires in advance."

Cheng Yunzhi and Fengche looked over together and asked, "What!"

The brown-feathered goose clasped its palms, took out the piece of paper, and read the words on it plainly: "...Because the cultivation base grew too fast, the way of heaven took out his seven emotions in order to check and balance, so as to increase his ability to survive the tribulation." risks of……"

Now it's not clear, Cheng Yuzhi raised his brows: "Why does the extraction of the seven emotions increase the risk?"

Brown Feather Goose put down the paper and looked at Cheng Yuzhi calmly: "Because he is not afraid of anything, so he is not afraid of danger. In this way, the number of situations where danger is encountered without knowing it will be greatly increased."

"Okay, I'll listen to you," Cheng Yuzhi nodded, "Then, how to cure it?" He asked the question straightforwardly.

The brown-feathered goose unfolded the paper and asked them to read the documents recorded on it by themselves.

The windmill leaned over and happened to reveal a head in Cheng Yunzhi's arms.

His eyes were at the same level as the paper, and he said word by word: "Use the emotions and desires of the people closest to him to fill in the missing part of him."