My fairy is so sick

Chapter 37 The Wind of Uncertainty

After confirming the alliance's sinister intentions, Gu Chengshu's mood was particularly depressed.

She hates being involuntary.

However, it has been involuntary.

Whether it is the original body or the former self, they all try their best to live, but...

A sip of wine rolled from the throat to the stomach, as if there was no trace of smoke in the body, and then I felt a little alive again.

She took a second sip of wine without hesitation.

In fact, she quite likes to drink.

Grandpa and grandma like to have a drink every night. Although she didn't understand at that time what is so good about drinking wine with a sharp throat, it didn't hinder her later. She often dreamed of the happiest family of three.

The old couple drank and ate vegetables. She held the juice and clinked glasses with them smilingly.

Later, she understood wine.

But never dare to drink presumptuously.

She wants to live.

No matter how hard it is, I still want to live.

Because she is alive, her grandparents are still there, and she is dead, who can remember them like her?

Gu Chengshu's eyes were a little hot.

She sniffed and put down the wine gourd.

Yuan also loves wine.

When I miss my father or my mother, I will get myself drunk and cry to find them in my dreams.

She didn't want to die, she was holding her breath, and she didn't want to fall into the name of her parents.

So, no matter what others say, she works hard to do the task and support herself.

they……

Gu Chengshu tried hard not to let himself be overwhelmed by negative emotions, put down the wine gourd, and checked his equipment.

She can't control the life and death of others too much, but she must get out alive.

Whoever dares not let her live, she will press him to death first.

Gu Chengshu gritted his teeth, grinding the first storage ring he picked up when he first entered the chaotic forest.

She had to wear off the breath of its original owner.

The Wheel-Running King could find a bunch of talismans, so the gray-clothed monk must have them too.

If you can't beat them, just smash them, and kill them all.

Xuanzhong, who had been busy for most of the night and finally recovered most of his spiritual power, stopped practicing when he saw someone dismantling the Hunyuan Formation in the cave.

Taking a peek at the sky outside, it’s still dark, isn’t it too early to tear it down?

"Fellow Daoist Xue, are you... leaving?"

"Well, let's go at dawn."

Gu Chengshu couldn't bear to part with her precious Hunyuan Formation.

Now both Xuanzhong and Chen Poor have almost rested, and if the Hunyuan Formation continues to hold on like this, what if there is another wave of uncertainty?

That thing doesn't care if you're in the formation or not, as long as it has life, it can take you away.

"You're all almost recovered, if a magic cultivator breaks in, you'll just kill Fenqian."

"..."

"..."

Who would believe that she was from a delicacy restaurant!
"Without magic cultivators, they are considered lucky."

Gu Chengshu hasn't worn off that person's storage ring yet, but it's getting late, and she dare not waste her consciousness, "You two!" She brought out three breakfasts, "After dawn, we must have tough battles to fight, Let's eat a good portion first!"

No one can say no to good food!
Xuan Zhong and Chen Po sat down at the small stone table.

The three kinds of spiritual porridge with different colors but the same tempting aroma, as well as the excellent-looking dumplings and flower buns, look like the same thing.

Wan Beast Sect was very poor, and Chen Bao had never been to a delicacy restaurant. After taking a small breath, he doubted his own judgment again.

The only thing she brought in was Lingmi biscuits.

The master said that if you want to eat meat, there are many in the chaotic forest, so you can eat it yourself.

Moreover, as far as she knew, the disciples of each sect could only bring spiritual rice cakes.

Even Xuanzhong... is not an exception.

So, Daoist Xue really belongs to the delicacy restaurant?
"Fellow Daoist Xue, have you worshiped in a delicacy restaurant since you were a child?"

"Neither!"

Gu Chengshu grinned at her, "It's just a coincidence."

She is happiest when eating.

"Master, your porridge is different from last night. It is eight-treasure sweet porridge! Change the taste, I hope you will always be sweet in the future, and you will never be unlucky again!"

"Amitabha! Thank you!"

Xuanzhong is serious.

In fact, he only tasted sweetness when he was young.

Later... I was very busy every day, and the sweetness...had long since become a taste in my memory.

just now……

The sweet rice porridge exploded in the mouth and entered the abdomen from the throat, making people feel better for no reason.

Xuanzhong's brows and eyes could not help but stretch.

Chen Polano looked at it, wanting to taste his porridge.

but……

There seemed to be several different types of spirit beast meat in her porridge, and the grade was not low.

Chen Bao believed that she was from the delicacy restaurant, "What's the name of this porridge?"

"Four elephants!"

Gu Chengshu ate very elegantly, but not slowly, "Mine is called Wuxing. If I have a chance, I will invite you again."

"There will be fate in the future, we invite you!"

Chen Bao picked up a seemingly transparent dumpling, "Of course, in order not to waste it, we produce the spirit beast meat, and you do it."

"Okay!"

Gu Chengshu smiled, "Ling Chef, that's what he does."

All the ingredients in the world of cultivating immortals are top-quality ingredients, but with a little effort, they can be cooked very well.

It's a pity that monks in the world of cultivating immortals, even those who are hungry, don't seem to want to waste their time on cooking.

They either fasted, or ate for free, or... paid a lot of money to eat in restaurants.

"Among the three of us, my cultivation is the worst, so I am determined to avoid Lei Ze."

Gu Chengshu had seen the power of the Wheel-Running King before, but she didn't want to go there to attract people's attention, "Now I only worry about one thing, you say, since the Chaos Forest, who will be idle and often touch the uncertain wind of the Chaos Forest?

If someone uses the Wind of Uncertainty frequently in the future, will there be any changes in this chaotic forest...? "

This?
Neither Xuanzhong nor Chen Po could answer.

They can only control themselves and try not to touch the prohibition of the chaotic forest.

However, they all have things that touch the prohibition of the Chaos Forest, what about the others?
At the critical moment of life, the wind of uncertainty may be the life-saving straw for many people.

Coupled with the help of people with ulterior motives behind the scenes...

hiss~
If the Wind of Uncertainty blows once or twice a day, that's ... unprecedented.

"I heard from my master that the Primal Chaos Forest is the origin of the true boundary of the Floating Yuan Realm."

Xuanzhong thought for a while and said: "The air of chaos is of great benefit to our practice and to everything in the world. Here...the only thing that can't be explained until now is the wind of uncertainty."

In secret lands and spiritual lands, there are generally restrictions.

It's just that the restriction of the chaotic forest is different from others.

"When I see Brother Wei Chenwei from the alliance, I will have a talk with him. We have a lot of people, so it is not impossible to gather everyone's strength to attack the seven major forces together."

The wind of uncertainty, if you can not borrow it, it is better not to use it as much as possible.

"As for the demon cultivators and evil cultivators here, the only thing they can really take advantage of is when we first came in. Now..., in order to prevent their lair from being taken over by our people, they may not want to use Uncertain Wind anymore."

Xuanzhong tried his best to comfort the thoughtful person, "Fellow Daoist Xue, actually, you can form a team with me."

(End of this chapter)