It's just that the young woman at the door who claimed to have to work for Gu Can for a hundred years has disappeared. She completely ignored the formation restrictions set by Liu Laocheng himself. She appeared on Gu Can's talisman boat and looked at the person sitting cross-legged.

The young man in a Confucian shirt at the bow of the boat smiled and said: "Compared to the sects in my hometown, the sects in the world are more particular about their sects. I can't even remember the messy organizations."

Gu Can asked: "My sister-in-law, won't you start a fight with Sect Master Liu if you disagree? Didn't I ask you to stay over there to break up the fight? What are you doing here?"

She smiled sweetly and said: "Let's fight? How and where?"

Gu Can said calmly: "It's effective. If you can't tell a joke that's not funny, don't tell it."

She curled her lips, wondering how much this guy was leaning towards Han Qiaose.

This wild female cultivator who considers herself a maid by Gu Can's side is called "Chun Xiao". Now her pseudonym is effective. Gu Can helped her get it not long ago, and she is very satisfied with it.

In the wild world, her name is Ziwu Meng. Of course, it is also a pseudonym. The last person who helped name her was Wen Haizhou.

She moved from the stern to the bow, sat next to Gu Can, and tilted her head towards his shoulder. After a while, she felt bored after having quietly used her own secret technique, so she sat upright again and glanced at Gu Can's crotch.

, she cursed endlessly and was so hard-hearted that she didn’t even have the slightest trace of lustful thoughts.

In the secret area of ​​Gongliu Island where Liu Laocheng served as a dojo, she was dressed as a common maid in the wealthy families of the mountains, but now she was transformed into the attire of a concubine, with an outstanding appearance.

The sleeves are light and thin, fluttering like blue clouds. The waist is slim, and the brows and eyes are full of charm.

She asked: "Gu Can, how did you do it?"

Gu Can said: "There are phoenixes and phoenixes in the embroidered curtains, love on quilts and pillows, joy in fish and water, all the preparations are made. When you are in such a beautiful place, all you need to do is look at the bones, observe one law, and drive away the other.

Kill three corpses, drive away five ghosts, and subdue the six desires and seven emotions."

She fell back and said, "Following you is really boring."

It's not as good as that talkative True Lord. After all, when the other party sees her, he still needs to calm down his mind a little and say a few false words. It's like having a seven-foot body, wearing the sky and the earth, and will fight to the death without surrendering to others.

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As one of the carefully selected Tiangan monks, in fact, her true appearance on the mountain was wearing a mask and carrying a musical bag. Almost no one had seen her true appearance.

The various faces at the moment were naturally changed by her whim after taking off the mask, and they were different from ordinary blinding methods. As long as she was willing, her appearance, figure, clothing and demeanor that the world saw were the ones they longed for.

The person who is longing for the night looks so similar in appearance and spirit that it can almost be confused with the real person.

Therefore, when Jiang Shangzhen met this female cultivator for the first time in the wild world, he didn't know if she was an aunt or a sister. His first impression was that she was good at giving birth and had an amazing figure. She was really plump and plump.

It's just that when she was in the small world, the Taoist atmosphere that she manifested was so permeable that even a pervert like Jiang Shangzhen felt like a basin of cold water had been poured on her.

It turns out that behind Ziwu Meng, there are countless corpses of hanged ghosts hanging in the air, floating slowly, neither in the sky nor on the ground. One of her natal objects is a fan, and she has painted thousands of ladies, all of them lifelike, with expressive expressions on their faces.

They murmured in the scroll, but unfortunately they were all beautiful women with white bones. As a sword cultivator, Ziwu Meng, the guqin was the flying sword "Jingguan", and one of the natal magical powers of this flying sword was to weave a

In a dream, she can visualize an infinite river that is extremely realistic, and can make the long river of time within a certain range, or an infinite river, come to a standstill.

When Han Qiaose saw her at Baidi City, she felt unhappy.

The reason is very simple, but this little girl is so pretty!

Don't let Gu Can indulge in male love and female love. If this girl and Gu Can are half-way lovers, Han Qiaise doesn't care too much. If someone like Gu Can doesn't have a group of Yingying Yanyan around her,

Only then did he feel wronged.

She couldn't stand Gu Can's lack of conversation, so she found a topic, "This Zhenjing Sect is just the subordinate sect of Tongyezhou Yugui Sect. Do you know how many institutions there are? There are more than twenty, the master of the Zushitang

There are seven or eight people under the law cultivator, and there seem to be ten more people under the Patriarch who is in charge of money...Yamen? I just can't figure out what the relationship between Zhenjing Sect's economic system bureau and the etiquette department are.

What’s different? Also, don’t the Du Branch Department, Operations Department, and other treasure bureaus just deal with a small amount of fairy money, so they have to be separated and counted?”

Gu Can turned a deaf ear and just closed his eyes, breathing slowly and silently studying a water technique.

The female nun lying on the bow of the boat crossed her legs, gently swayed one leg, and asked casually: "How do you feel about visiting your old place again?"

Gu Can looked calm and said with a smile: "It's hard to drink as a punishment."

Ziwu Meng twitched her lips, "Have you finally given up being a mute?"

Gu Can continued: "Just talking about the Economic System Bureau and the Etiquette Department, similar to the mountain yamen, it is actually very simple. For example, one can decide how many chairs should be placed in the ancestral hall, and the other can decide who is qualified to sit on it. Of course.

, The Etiquette Department is also in charge of the golden and jade genealogy of an immortal sect, so the monks who serve here are officials of fine arts, and are somewhat nobler than the monks from the Economic System Bureau."

Ziwumeng suddenly realized, "If you put it this way, I understand. It's a bit interesting."

Gu Can smiled calmly and said: "On a mountain top, whether it is a sect or a small sect like the Wudao sect, if there are many people and many people, or if there are few people, there will be a few people. We are afraid of bloated institutions and redundant personnel, and even more afraid of people.

There are too many, and everyone has to find something to do when they are full, as if only in this way can they be worthy of their title and status, which is very troublesome."

Ziwu Meng is not very interested in these things. In the wild world, she has always been alone. Both the throne demon Yangzhi and Fei Fei have successively recruited her. However, because she has the amulet on her body, even if Ziwu Meng

After stealing the Wuding River and refining it, Yangzhi and Feifei pinched their noses to admit it. They were worried that this move was secretly instructed by Wen Haizhou.

She turned around, held her chin with one hand, and poked Gu Can's arm with her finger, "Tell me, why do you have to fight with Cao Ci like that, knowing that you will definitely lose, what are you planning? Besides, you

What's a qigong practitioner doing to compete with a pure martial artist?"

Regarding this "master", Ziwumeng actually knew very little about him. Apart from the fact that he was the younger brother of his companion Fu Xi and the direct disciple of Zheng Juzhong in Baidi City, the only information about Gu Can's hometown was based on the relationship between Han Qiaose and Liu

From the conversation with Lao Cheng, we learned that Gu Can practiced here for several years when he was young. During this period, he seemed to have worshiped the chief of the Zhenjing Sect, whose name was Jiejiang Zhenjun. He had been a closed disciple. Shujian Lake was considered the place where he made his fortune. Other than that,

Apart from that, she knew nothing about it. Even when Gu Can went to see a female cultivator of broken gold elixir, she was not willing to take her with her. She just left her beside Han Qiaose to break up the fight? How to persuade her?

Although he is a genuine Jade Pure Realm sword cultivator, Han Qiaose and Liu Laocheng, the two Immortal Realms, are not the ordinary people who died in her hands back home. But she didn't treat them like that in vain.

The game with the doorkeeper is not a complete waste of time. Not to mention that in Han Qiaose's eyes, there is no suspense about Gu Can. In Liu Laocheng's eyes, there is also a woman copied by Ziwu Meng, but the description of the woman is vague.

fleetingly gone,

Gu Can said: "There is no reason, I just don't like Cao Ci."

Ziwumeng pretended to be surprised and said: "I'm even more surprised. Cao Ci is not an annoying guy no matter how you look at it. Just like me, I would think that becoming a Taoist partner with him is a high achievement. To be honest, Cao Ci

As long as I am willing, I will definitely recommend myself as a pillow. So you won't be angry, right?"

Gu Can finally opened her eyes and seemed to feel that what she said was not nonsense.

Ziwu Meng's face suddenly filled with shame and anger, "Gu Can, are you still a man?!"

Gu Can just looked forward, his face expressionless, his hands folded on his abdomen, the breeze was blowing on his face, a young man in a scholar's shirt with a black jade hairpin on his hair, his hair on the temples fluttering slightly, made Gu Can look more and more ethereal, and said

: "The ugly words are ahead, at least for a hundred years, don't like me. After a hundred years, the debt will be settled, and you and I can go our separate ways."

Ziwu Meng instantly restrained her pretense, sighed, and her eyes became filled with resentment. Her face changed accordingly, like a very beautiful and frail girl with a lingering look of affection.

Then, probably because of her changing mood, in just a few blinks of an eye, she had seven or eight different looks and expressions, but eventually she returned to her previous appearance as a crowned lady. She sighed quietly and said in a graceful voice: "Gu Can, you

You seem to be in your early thirties, I really don’t know how you honed your Taoist heart."

Gu Can said: "You can't get drunk even if you drink bitter wine."

She was silent for a long time and asked, "Who are you going to see now?"

Gu Can stood up and said, "Go to Oriole Island and meet a senior with the Taoist name 'Zaiyang' who practices fire. My last master has been a bitter rival for many years. Now he is a genealogy monk of the Zhenjing Sect and is on Gongliu Island.

The kind that has seats in the Patriarch Hall."

She asked: "Senior? What realm?"

Gu Can said: "Nascent Soul."

She laughed dumbly.

When we came to an island, the surrounding scenery was hazy and sparse.

Suspected to be Narcissus's dressing room, a snail indigo mirror is in the center.

Gu Can put away the talisman boat, removed the blinding method at the same time, revealed his body, and then led Ziwu Meng to shrink down and go straight to a tall building.

Zhong Su, the current island owner of Oriole Island, noticed the two strange auras and had already walked out of the top floor, standing on the railing, squinting and saying nothing, just looking down at the young man in the square.

My junior brother likes this little bastard very much, but Zhong Su has never looked down upon this person, even today, it is still the case.

Otherwise, if it were any monk from Baidi City who came to Oriole Island, Zhong Su would be willing to take the initiative to welcome the guests.

The handsome and elegant scholar in blue shirt, holding the junior ceremony, bowed towards the top of the building and said: "Gu Can pays homage to Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su sneered and said: "You are already in the Jade Purity realm, and you are also a master disciple of Mr. Zheng in Baidi City. I am just a Nascent Soul with a rotten skin. On the road of cultivation, those who are masters come first, so I can't afford it."

Gu Can always raised his head and said with a smile: "Gu Can is always a junior on the journey of cultivating one's mind."

Zhong Su sneered and said: "Don't be so hypocritical. It's easy for people to change their temperament, but it's hard to change their nature. You Gu Can can deceive everyone in the world, but you can't deceive an old man like me in Shujian Lake."

Gu Can smiled and said: "Mr. Zhong still said it politely. Maybe he originally wanted to say that dogs can't change their eating shit?"

Zhong Su nodded and said: "You are somewhat self-aware. It seems that your ability to reach the upper five realms is not all thanks to Mr. Zheng."

Gu Can said: "I'm offending you to visit tonight because I want to discuss something with Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Su frowned and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here."

The female cultivator who looked like the maid next to Gu Can raised her palm and yawned.

Are all the Nascent Soul cultivators in the world so courageous?

Gu Can lowered his head, stretched out his hand to rub his neck, raised his head again, and said with a smile: "I beg Mr. Zhong to hear that before issuing an expulsion order."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Su turned around and walked into the house.

Gu Can smiled and turned around to leave Oriole Island.
To be continued...