Your Immortal Cultivation World Is Not In Good Taste.

Chapter 62 Tianjun

"What's the situation...that's the situation." Wu You touched the tip of her nose, feeling a little guilty.

It is indeed a bit reckless to carry a Great Monster that is so powerful that it can compete with the sect leader on his shoulders and take him home. If the elders in the sect knew about it, they would definitely get together and give him a heart attack.

"Senior didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

"No." Qiu Yunqing stared at Wu You resentfully: "Senior brother, tell me in advance next time you make such a big move! I will rely on you if you scare us into trouble."

"Ahaha..." Wu You looked away.

"Invite me to dinner and make it up to me!! (Shocking sound)"

"Sure, what do you want to eat?"

"Hmm..." Qiu Yunqing thought deeply and seriously, and quickly went through the Heavenly Mirror Sect canteen recipes in his mind.

"barbecue!"

That night, she showed Wu You what it means to turn anger into appetite.

…

It's night, back to the small courtyard.

The scene in front of him made Wu You almost suspect that there was something wrong with his eyes - two deer, a croup and a pig were enjoying dinner around the table.

Let’s look at the delicacies on the table.

The fragrant teriyaki fat beef rolls, the refreshing cold vegetables and fruits, the light yet delicious pimple soup, and the steaming hot pot on the table... hot pot? !

"Ah, my little friend is back. Do you want to sit down and have something to eat together? I have to say that the human monks have made such great achievements in food."

Yan Yu jumped next to the fat beef roll, and his beak as big as a mung bean inserted into a piece of fat beef roll with splashing juice like a fold in space, saying hello to Wu You.

"Na na~"

The two young deer also raised their heads to Wu You, but Wu You couldn't understand the words of greeting.

"Pfft, these seniors...?"

"It was brought back from the noble sect's banquet place." Yan Yu replied: "It is inconvenient not to be able to transform, so I can only take it away secretly, but I left the spirit stone."

While talking, he pecked another piece of beef roll.

It tastes so good...

Wu You opened her mouth and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, I have always been curious. Doesn't your senior have a grudge against eating animal meat?"

Yan Yu understood Wu You's doubts and explained: "It's not indiscriminate killing, it's not cruel killing, it's just to meet the natural needs, how can there be a grudge? But it's only for beasts that haven't developed their intelligence. If they have reason, How can we eat each other?"

Wu You nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that Monster Race's determination of "same kind" mainly lies in spirituality, and it does not simply and crudely regard all animals as the same kind.

Sit down and chat, the evening breeze is pleasant.

Wu You quickly became involved with the little animals, and it wasn't until late at night that she squeezed into the bed and fell asleep separately. One bird, two deer, one cat and one person. They are all male creatures, so there is nothing to be shy about.

…

Early next morning.

Wu You got up as usual, washed up, and shook the windlass on the well. The wooden bucket brought clean water with the squeaking sound of the old windlass turning.

This kind of ordinary daily activity always makes people feel a wonderful sense of comfort.

After the period when he first gained strength, Wu You fell in love with solving these daily necessities with only his hands and feet.

Although it will take a little more effort, every time you watch the wooden barrel being lifted up from the ancient well by the hemp rope, and the tea in the pot being slowly boiled by the warm fire, you will feel an inexplicable comfort that comes from the soul.

It seems...that's what people should be like?

Using the monk's powerful power to skip the process and reach the end will ultimately lead to emptiness, just like turning on modifiers when playing stand-alone games on Earth. After a short moment of indulgence and stimulation, the game becomes boring.

"Good morning, little friend."

Yan Yu flew onto Wu You's shoulder and greeted him softly.

"Good morning, senior."

Wu You smiled.

The senior Great Monster built a small bird's nest in the corner of the yard last night and slept in the nest at night, as if he had really turned into a wild fat chirp.

Yan Yu straightened his feathers and said with emotion: "My judgment is not wrong. Living here, little friend, can lead to such a significant improvement in bloodline in just one day."

He felt that his power had become much stronger. If he lived here for a long time, he might directly evolve into a phoenix.

"Senior, have you discovered the source of the influence?" Wu You asked while washing his face.

Yesterday, he had already investigated the places in the sect where powerful Great Monsters might exist. He used his spiritual power to scrape through the Spirit Beast pen, the back mountain, and even the underground.

Yan Yu's fat little head was thinking: "If we talk about direct traces, of course there are no... But there are some guesses, and we need to verify them again."

Wu You nodded.

I don’t understand it very well, but the seniors must have known what they said, and they must be close to investigating clearly.

After washing up, Wu You boiled a pot of tea on the small stove beside the bamboo chair, and drank tea with Yan Yu comfortably for a long time before leaving the small courtyard.

After returning from the mortal world, his entire life suddenly slowed down and returned to the routine of waiting for the Transcending Tribulation Gold Core.

Today I went to see Senior Sister Fang to practice sword practice as usual.

…

In the long blue sky, a few wisps of fairy clouds are like waves and sky boats, rushing into the distance. Between heaven and earth, there is something that existed at the beginning of the birth of the world, before the separation of pure and turbid.

It is an unchanging ruler and an invisible yoke.

All living things, all forms, and all kinds of things are born from it and exist according to it...

Why?

"It's the Tao."

In Jianmu Xuezong, in the high pavilion, a young man with fairy clothes and hair tied up, standing quietly with his hands behind his hands, was looking at Tiannan, talking to himself, and there seemed to be golden mysterious words flashing in his eyes.

I don’t know if I am answering the world or myself.

"Tianjun." A voice called from behind.

This is his name.

Tianjun slowly turned around and faced the visitor, his face as calm as water, without sadness or joy, which made people feel that he just couldn't feel any emotions.

"Master." Tianjun said calmly.

Weng Hongxuan looked at the young man in front of him with appreciation, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Tianjun is always like this no matter when. Seeing him, you can understand that the stability of the sect will never be shaken.

His talent has laid the foundation and pointed the direction for the sect's future.

"Tianjun, master has a task for you." Weng Hongxuan stepped forward, patted Tianjun on the shoulder and said kindly.

"Please tell me."

"Do you still remember your junior brother who defected from the sect?"

"You mean Zuo Qiyun?"

Tianjun looked at Weng Hongxuan and asked.

Weng Hongxuan nodded in approval.

"Exactly, when he rebelled, he took away the important research contents of the sect. Find him, clean up the door for the master, and bring all his information back to the sect."

"Yes, master." Tianjun nodded, passed by Weng Hongxuan, and walked slowly down the high pavilion.

He didn't ask why he let Zuo Qiyun leave before and now wanted to kill him, and he didn't have any opinions on hunting down his former sect members.

Tianjun doesn't care.

"What is the intention of the world..." he thought in his mind.

(End of chapter)