Writing a thesis in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 62

When Fusu and his party came to the alchemy room, Master Sanqing and others were already standing there. Seeing the three of them, he stepped forward, with a kind smile on his face, and said in a tone of nostalgia and ridicule: "The little boy back then Fatty looks more and more handsome now."

Nangong Zui's face was impressive, he said angrily: "Do I have to be fat all the time?"

Master Sanqing stroked his beard and smiled: "This sharp-tongued temperament has not changed at all."

Nangong Zui snorted at him, and went straight to the alchemy furnace, Master Sanqing was not annoyed, he still smiled.

Fu Su was originally pulled over by Nangong Zuiqiang. At this time, Nangong Zui was concentrating on making medicines, so he thought about going to the table beside him to read the latest script. , there is an incomprehensible enthusiasm in the eyes: "This old man is the Sanqing Daoist of Xuantian Sword Sect. I don't know what to call my little friend?"

Fusu looked at him, and the scene of the two meeting in Xiangfu many years ago appeared in his mind, he raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a gentle smile: "The junior's name is Qisu."

"Zisu?"

Daoist Sanqing silently read the two words, and then nodded in satisfaction. Seeing Fusu's gentle temperament, good conversation, and clear eyes, he was more and more satisfied.

"Xuan Qi, this kid, doesn't like to get along with others on weekdays, I'm afraid there may be something wrong, I hope you will be more tolerant."

Daoist Sanqing stroked his non-existent mustache, frowning slightly, with a serious expression.

Seeing this, Fusu felt amused but nodded in agreement, thought for a while, and asked: "You Daoist Wei is intelligent, with outstanding cultivation, how did you get here in the past few years?"

Sanqing Daoist looked at Fusu, heard this, thought that Fusu was worried about Wei Jie's love affair, and hurriedly said: "Xuan Qi is a child who follows his master the most, is obsessed with swordsmanship, and doesn't care about common things. I seldom communicate with others. For ten years, I mostly cultivated in the icy sky and Guangyuan. Even my uncle, I rarely see him... It's been ten years, and it's the first time I saw him treat someone like this. Big obsession, I think little friend is also a sentient being, if you become a Taoist couple in the future, you must support each other and find the way of heaven together."

Sanqing Daoist spoke with a little emotion on his face, and there was a doting and gentle smile in his clear eyes.

Fusu looked at him, the smile on the corner of his mouth faded a little.

After Sanqing Daoist left, Fusu sat alone at the desk, slowly reading with a bright yellow notebook.

In the inner room, Nangong Zui was concentrating on refining the medicine, and there was a faint fragrance of herbs in the air, which made the whole body feel comfortable.

Fusu sat in front of the desk, his eyes fell on the script, his peach eyes were slightly empty.

Suddenly a hand stretched out to take his book away, Fusu looked suspiciously, and saw Xiu Zhu standing in front of the desk with his hands behind his back, with long eyebrows and starry eyes.

"what happened?"

He looked at Xiu Zhu, blinking his eyes suspiciously.

Xiu Zhu put the story book back on the table and straightened the pages before saying, "It's been almost an hour, and it's still the first page."

Fusu paused when he heard the words, and smiled fearlessly. He held his chin with one hand, and tapped lightly on the table with the other.

"Master, is something on your mind?"

Xiuzhu looked at Fusu, his black eyes narrowed slightly.

Fu Su shook his head, propped his face, and said with a light smile, "It's okay...just...maybe the matter is coming to an end soon."

"Isn't it over?"

"Isn't it good..." Fusu repeated these three words, and then shook his head: "Of course it's good."

He raised his hand and stroked it gently on his chest, his brows and eyes were full of confusion and doubt.

"I just feel, it's hard to be here"

Xiuzhu looked at Fusu and remained silent, after a while he said softly: "It will be fine"

It will be fine, whether it is the obsession in my heart or all the reluctance, it will be fine.

The world after the end is where he really belongs.

There was a sound of footsteps behind them, and the two of them followed the sound, only to see a man in black clothes and white hair coming with his hands behind his back. .

Fu Su took the initiative to step forward, and said with a smile, "Master Fengmen."

Feng Jingrui looked at the man in front of him with a warm smile, his ice-like eyes were unpredictable.

"Cultivating the Tao, be careful of those who are pure in nature and avoid mundane thoughts"

After the words fell, Jing Rui changed his steps and walked straight to the cabinet.

Fusu looked at the disappearing figure, pouted in dissatisfaction.

So he doesn't like this kind of heavenly person the least, and he doesn't even have a little secret.

"Xiu Zhu, look at me, don't I look innocent??"

Fusu looked at Xiuzhu indifferently, and he pointed to his injured face and asked.

Xiuzhu looked at him and shook his head amusedly: "The young master is naturally the most innocent."

Only then did Fusu nod his head in satisfaction, he snorted softly and walked out the door dissatisfied.

It was noon at this time, the sun was hanging on the high mountain, the sun was shining brightly, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the fragrance of flowers and plants lingered on the tip of the nose, and there were a few beautifully colored butterflies dancing among the grass.

Fusu stepped lightly onto a tree. The thick leaves blocked his eyes. The leaves rustled softly with the breeze. Occasionally, a few tender green leaves were blown by and fell to the ground with the wind.

Fusu held his head in one hand, played with a leaf with the other, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Cultivators should avoid thinking too deeply.

Fusu is not from the Holy Spirit Continent, and the way of cultivation is also very different from others.

He is like a cheater, but he entered the golden core at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and his cultivation base should have risen sharply in ten years, but now he is only in the late stage of golden core, and there is no hope of conceiving a baby.

The reason why Wei Jie was able to conceive a baby at such a young age, apart from his extraordinary aptitude, was his unshakable heart.

All the obsessions in his heart are but one Fusu, and there are no other things in the world.

Fusu's way of cultivating the Tao is just a bug, and he can improve diligently only by sleeping.

For ten years, he was sleepy and lazy, but only because he couldn't fall asleep at night.

There was the rustling wind in his ears, and the warm sunlight shone on his body. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the peach forest. Not far away, the stubborn child was still waving the wooden sword over and over again. The woman would still call him Su'er softly, and the cold-faced and kind father would still scold him helplessly after making troubles, and there were all kinds of caring voices in his ears, smiling one by one in front of his eyes.

However, in just an instant, the world was filled with scarlet, and in the intense red were eyes full of resentment.

Fusu suddenly opened his eyes, Taohua eyes were full of confusion that he had never seen before, cold sweat slipped from the corners of his forehead, and his thin lips became pale.

Fusu covered his head with one hand, exhaled lightly, and the leaf in his hand fell, hovering and slowly falling to the ground.

After a while, he gently raised his hand, his five fingers were fair and slender, and under the sunlight, his hand faded slightly.

Fusu withdrew his hand and held it tightly.

countdown...

His dissertation is coming to an end....

.....

Fusu got up and returned to the ground, Xiuzhu had long since disappeared, and Nangong's drunken and shy voice came from the pharmacy, it sounded very lively.

After listening for a while, Fusu yawned and walked towards Kailu.

Today's Zhiting Island has completely changed from when it first came. Because of Qiu Gaojie's incident, there is no owner on Zhiting Island now, and Mrs. Han Feng, the elder of Zhiting, will succeed the island owner.

The three sects are now gathered on Zhiting Island, and the current Zhiting Island is heavily guarded, with the first patrolling guards of the Xiumen everywhere, and several elders work together to set up an enchantment.

Fusu walked around carelessly, walking happily, waving the jade fan in his hand, looking like a full-fledged dandy, he walked swaggeringly, all the disciples guarding him along the way looked at him with various eyes, Fusu didn't Care, still stop and go around.

"Brother Wei"

A clear and pleasant female voice came from next to her ears, Fusu was taken aback, followed the sound, and saw a man and a woman standing opposite each other on an ancient bridge. Her long and smooth hair was tied up with jade hairpins, her almond eyes were full of affection, and her white teeth were biting lightly, full of affection.The man was dressed in white, elegant and handsome, and the two stood facing each other, surrounded by green willow trees, the sun was shining brightly, the breeze was blowing, and the clothes were flying, looking from a distance, it looked like a painting scroll.

"What a perfect couple"

A man's sighing voice came from his ear.

Fu Su frowned and looked around, only to see a person standing beside him at some point, that person's clothes were the same as Liancheng's, and it was Tong Yi whom Junze Village had met during his entourage.

Tong Yi looked at the two people on the ancient bridge with a look of envy on his face, and he almost didn't fly his eyes to look at them.

Seeing Fusu staring at him all the time, he scratched his head in doubt, and said wonderingly: "Why don't you seem very happy?"

"Do you think they are a good match?"

Fusu looked at him and asked word by word.

Tong Yi heard the words and said without thinking: "Of course, who is Senior Brother Wei? There are many fairies in the entire cultivation world who want to form Taoist couples with him. Fairy Han is lively and cute, and she has admired Senior Brother Wei for a long time. An unmarried man and an unmarried woman are naturally a natural pair."

Seeing that Fusu's complexion was even worse, Tong Yi looked at him suspiciously, and asked tentatively: "Could it be that ... Fellow Daoist has a crush on Fairy Han? Fairy Han has been chasing Senior Brother Wei for many years, and she doesn't even look at other people. I have pity on you." It's too much to love..."

Do you like Han Wan'er?

Hearing this, Fu Su stared straight at Tong Yi.

Tong Yi was taken aback, why did he feel that he looked at him as if he was looking at... a fool?

"Uh... It doesn't seem to be... Haha... If that's the case, you are the one who likes Senior Brother Wei, don't look at me! It's not impossible for men to become friends with men... You can be Senior Brother even if you like it."

Hearing Tong Yi's words, Fu Su froze in place, blinking his eyes in confusion.

"I like Wei Jie?"

Tong Yi nodded.

Seeing that Wei Jie still looked confused, he thought for a while, coughed, put his hands behind his back, and said in a deep voice, "Let me ask you... Do you hate him?"

Fusu: shake your head

"Would you be sad if he got hurt?"

Hearing this, Fusu's thoughts returned to the time when he first met, the immature child was lying in a pool of blood with scars all over his body, and looked at him with stubborn eyes. freed.

He will kill him!

"Would you like it if he smiled at you and acted like a baby to you?"

smile at him?trouble?behave in a spoiled manner?

Fusu thought of Wei Jie's stern face doing such a thing, and wanted to laugh for no reason, Wei Jie like that is very cute.

nod.

"And what if he kisses someone else or even the finished product?"

kiss?

Fu Su was taken aback for a moment, recalling that kiss in the back mountain that day in his mind, so warm and ambiguous, so tender, so affectionate, want to give it to someone else?

He wants to kiss someone else?

Wei Jie...

Want to marry someone else?

"Hey! I'm going to kiss"

Tong Yi looked at the silent person in front of him, and when he was about to ask, he suddenly saw two people on the bridge approaching from the corner of his eye, and Han Wan'er tiptoed lightly, leaning towards the Wei steps.

Fusu was startled, before he could react, his body rose into the air, and jumped towards the two of them...

he can't...

no...

Wei Jie...

Can't kiss anyone!