mad fairy

Chapter 192 This world is weird and weird

into the night.

Inside the Haoyue Sect Spiritual Planting Garden.

After making sure that no one was around and that the steward, Elder Zhu Yangzhu, had fallen asleep, Fang Yun tiptoed and squatted in the corner of the Lingzhi Garden.

He took off the treasured 'good luck gourd' hanging from his waist and carefully dropped a drop of the spiritual liquid in the gourd onto the spiritual plant 'red ginseng grass'.

The next second, the red ginseng grass filled with spiritual liquid was seen growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under the catalysis of the spiritual fluid, red ginseng grass gradually changes from red to purple, evolving into the ultimate spiritual plant 'purple ginseng grass' that takes 500 years to grow.

Become!

Fang Yun looked happy when he saw the purple ginseng grass, and quickly picked the purple ginseng grass and stored it in the brocade box.

three years.
After three years since King Xing traveled through this world, Fang Yun finally got his wish and joined the Immortal Cultivation Sect 'Haoyue Sect'.

After receiving the Haoyue Sect's introductory skill "Haoyue Qi Training Technique", and with the help of the most precious treasure 'The Gourd of Creation', Fang Yun successfully introduced Qi into his body in just three days and refined the spiritual power of heaven and earth into For personal use.

After gaining spiritual power, Fang Yun then used the spiritual liquid in the 'Gourd of Creation', and after all the hard work, he finally gave birth to the first top-quality spiritual grass in his life.

Fang Yun held the brocade box containing purple ginseng grass and said happily: "Next, I only need to use this purple ginseng grass to refine the top-quality 'Qi Gathering Pill' elixir, and my cultivation will be able to advance rapidly!"

"interesting."

In Lingzhi Garden.

Just as Fang Yun was squatting on the ground and talking to himself, Chengshuo suddenly appeared behind Fang Yun like a ghost without any warning.

He looked at Fang Yun curiously and said, "Were you talking to yourself just now?"

Fang Yun was shocked when he heard Chengshuo's voice.

Fang Yun, who has always acted cautiously, immediately distanced himself from Chenghuo, and then looked at Chenghuo in shock: "It's you?!"

Although it was night and the surroundings were pitch black, Fang Yun could still barely identify the living identity through the moonlight.

——Chengshuo was the new disciple who joined the Haoyue Sect with him a few days ago.

Since they were all from the same sect, and they had just entered the school not long ago, and everyone's skills were about the same, Fang Yun lowered his guard a little.

He stared at Chenghuo and said, "Senior brother, did you all see it just now?"

"Yes." Chenghuo nodded and said, "I can see it clearly."

"You just used your gourd magic weapon to turn a spiritual grass I don't recognize from red to purple."

"Although I don't know the value of the purple spirit grass after it is spawned, it is not difficult to tell from the excited expression on your face and what you said to yourself afterwards that the purple spirit grass you spawn is most likely to be priceless. "

"So what do you want, senior brother?" Fang Yun showed no expression on his face and just tried to test his words.

"Whatever you don't want." Chenghuo smiled and said, "Although your precious gourd is magical, to me it is no different from trash."

"After all, when a monk's cultivation level breaks through to the Nascent Soul stage, no matter how many spiritual grasses, spiritual plants or elixirs he eats, there will be no improvement."

Chenghuo said, and then directly released from the body, a powerful aura unique to monks in the deep dive stage.

"Are you a senior in the foundation building stage?"

Fang Yun, who felt the powerful aura of survival, looked shocked.

And it didn't take long for this shock to turn into disbelief: "No. I can feel that the aura of the senior is much more powerful than that of the monks in the Foundation Establishment stage. Coupled with what the senior just said, could it be that the senior is really a monk in the Nascent Soul stage? ?”

"You are very smart." Chenghuo replied with a smile: "You are just like the protagonists in those fairy tale novels in my impression."

"You have an ordinary appearance and low qualifications, but you possess a treasure, and you are extremely cautious and flawless in your actions."

"All your characteristics are perfectly consistent with the protagonist in Xianxia novels."

"And what surprised me the most is that you actually talk to yourself when you are alone."

Chengshuo looked puzzled and said: "In my impression, only those mentally retarded and brainless street writers whose protagonists talk to themselves when no one is around."

"After all, this is the same as writing a diary. A normal person would keep a diary when he has nothing to do, and talk to himself alone when he has nothing to do? Isn't this simply a disease?"

Chengshuo said so much in one breath that Fang Yun was confused, so he just looked at Chengshuo and remained silent.

But Jian Chenghuo continued: "So I am very curious and want to know: What kind of mentality did you have just now, squatting there and talking to yourself? Ever since you were a child, you have often been alone Are you talking to yourself? Is this really normal for you?"

"This"

If he survived, Fang Yun would feel like he was waking up from a big dream.

Recalling his previous soliloquy, Fang Yun felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart: "Yes, why did I talk to myself just now? I have never been like this before!"

Chengshuo followed Fang Yun's words and said: "Really, you also noticed that something was wrong, right? You secretly cultivated spiritual herbs in the spiritual plant garden. You need to be hidden enough and unknown to others, but you deliberately told yourself that If you make a sound in the language, isn't this equivalent to actively exposing yourself? Do you think what you just did is really in line with the behavioral logic of a normal person?"

"yes."

After being reminded by Cheng Shuo, Fang Yun felt that his behavior just now was even weirder: "I clearly didn't intend to make any noise just now, and I didn't want to attract other people's attention, but after cultivating the top spiritual plant 'Purple Ginseng Grass', I couldn't bear to do it." I kept mumbling to myself about the effects of 'Purple Ginseng Grass', as if there was some kind of power controlling me. So what's wrong with me?"

"I don't know either." Chenghuo said, "You may not know yet: In fact, there are many people like you in the Haoyue Sect. I have been secretly observing you recently, so that's why when you cultivate spiritual grass and spiritual plants, sudden appearance."

Hearing this, Fang Yun's face showed a look of surprise.

So, this senior is not planning to snatch my most precious treasure, the Gourd of Good Fortune?
Fang Yun always acts cautiously.

When this thought came to his mind, he still did not relax his vigilance. Even if the survivor was suspected to be a Nascent Soul Stage monk and was an existence that he could not defeat, he was still on guard.

I heard Cheng Huo continue: "Actually, although the gourd in your hand is considered a treasure, it doesn't have much appeal to a Nascent Soul Stage monk like me, so I didn't plan to show up."

"It wasn't until you successfully cultivated a spiritual grass and squatted there talking to yourself that I finally couldn't help but show my face."

"After all, the behavior of a person talking to himself is so strange and incomprehensible."

Fang Yun was silent.

Shaoqing, he just nodded in agreement and said: "Senior is right, I also can't figure out why I did that just now."

"Okay, I won't say much more." After a brief chat, Chengshuo finally said: "If you have any questions you want to know, or if you have any troubles that you need my help to solve, you can come to the library to see me. Most of my I spend most of my time in the library reading, or practicing in retreat."

"The library?"

Fang Yun was startled when he heard this.

Senior is truly worthy of being a senior.

Fang Yun clearly remembered that he, Cheng Huo and others were the last batch of new disciples to choose jobs in the fortification room.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Chengsheng chose the 'library', which was the most leisurely job and allowed him to access countless secrets of martial arts.

The paths of seniors are indeed broad enough.
In the spiritual plant garden.

With Fang Yun thinking like this, he planned to chat with Chengshuo a little more, just to build a good relationship with him so that he could seek help in the future.

But when he looked at Chengshuo intently, he found that Chengshuo had disappeared, so he said softly: "Senior? Senior, are you still there?"

...

Early next morning.Inside the Haoyue General Library.

Just like the previous few days, Cheng Sheng was still sitting on the second floor of the library, silently reading books about the history of this world, or some anecdotes and secrets.

Not long after, a voice suddenly sounded from the first floor of the library.

"First time coming to the library?"

"You can borrow books on the first floor at will. As for the books on the second floor, each disciple of the Haoyue Sect is not allowed to borrow more than two books per month."

This voice with a sense of laziness, Cheng Sheng knew just by hearing it, that it was Elder Cheng who was responsible for managing the library.

He ignored it and continued to flip through the book in his hand.

Soon, Elder Cheng's voice sounded again.

And this time, Elder Cheng's tone became weird when he spoke: "Haha, you have such a good sense. Since you picked up this ancient book, it means you are destined to him. There are many legends in this ancient book, especially His mystery.”

"It is said that those who can obtain this ancient book must have great luck and great fortune. I believe that your boy is the one with such a chance temperament!"

What's going on with Elder Cheng?

Cheng Shuo couldn't help but frown when he heard Elder Cheng's voice.

——When Elder Cheng spoke just now, he always felt as if he was reciting lines, as if he was an NPC whose dialogue mechanism was triggered, making people feel awkward unconsciously.

Anyway, normal people can't talk like this.
Feeling weird in his heart, he concentrated on listening to the noise downstairs.

The first floor of the Library Pavilion.

'Click, click! '

As soon as Elder Cheng finished speaking, he heard a young disciple grit his teeth and said, "Senior, I would like to ask, what is so unusual about this ancient book in your hands?"

As a monk in the deep submergence stage, he has excellent hearing.

He easily heard it: the two strange "click" sounds just now were the sound of the young disciple gritting his teeth.

I don’t know why this disciple had to grit his teeth before speaking.

Isn't this purely sick?
The strangest thing is that the tone of this young disciple's words also seems to be an endorsement.

It's okay for Elder Cheng to call the young disciple 'boy'.

The young disciple didn't even use 'I' to refer to himself as 'boy'. How could a normal person use this kind of self-identity?

If survival is to read a book from God's perspective, then the young disciple in the book will call himself "boy", which is okay.

After all, when it comes to novels, there are always some authors who lack writing skills and have no brains and do not consider the actual situation to write so awkwardly. This is normal.

But survival is in the real world!

It feels weird for a person to call himself 'boy' instead of 'I' in the real world.

Out of curiosity, Chengsheng continued to eavesdrop on the second floor.

I only heard Elder Cheng replying to the young disciple: "Boy, you don't know something. I have been in charge of the library here for many years and know the origin of every secret book of Kung Fu here."

"The ancient book in your hand caused a sensation in the entire Rongguo. It was formed by a ray of light falling from the sky. Before you got this ancient book, no one in the entire Haoyue Sect could solve the mystery of this ancient book."

Strange!
So weird!

After hearing about the success here, I couldn't help but walk downstairs.

He asked Elder Cheng: "Elder Cheng, after getting along with you these past few days, you have always given me the impression that you are the kind of person who doesn't like to talk much."

As he said that, he looked at the young disciple and said, "Why do you suddenly have to tell this senior brother so much about that ancient book today?"

"Also, what Elder Cheng called this senior brother just now, how come he suddenly wants to call someone else 'boy'?"

"In my impression, Elder Cheng has never called anyone that."

Elder Cheng was stunned by Cheng Sheng's words.

After thinking about it carefully, he said with a sudden look on his face: "Yes. How did I think of those words just now?"

There are indeed weird things in this world.
After seeing Elder Cheng's reaction, Chengshuo felt that he seemed to have grasped some very important clues at this moment.

Thinking like this, Chengshuo turned his head again and glanced at the 'ancient book' held by the young disciple.

——Just as Chengshuo guessed, the ancient book in the hands of the young disciple was also filled with a vague 'emotional power'.

Not surprisingly, this ancient book may also be a treasure.

It may not be considered a good thing for survival, but at least it is a treasure for the young disciple who only has cultivation in the Qi refining period.

And from Elder Cheng’s incomprehensible words just now, it is not difficult to see:

Just now, there seemed to be a force deliberately guiding Elder Cheng to 'help' the young disciple obtain the ancient book.

I just don’t know what purpose that power has.
...

After the young disciple borrowed ancient books, Chengshuo went back to the second floor of the library to read.

The time came to noon before I knew it.

It's time for lunch.

Although there are Bigu Pills in the Haoyue Sect, which can be consumed by the disciples, and each Bigu Pill can guarantee that those who take it will not have to eat within three days.

But most monks still prefer to eat ordinary food to satisfy their appetite.

Therefore, in addition to distributing Bigu Pills, the Haoyue Sect also has a special dining hall for meals.

Chenghuo spent the whole morning reading on the second floor, feeling a glutton in his stomach, so he walked towards the Haoyue Zongshan Dining Hall.

On the way, Chengshuo passed a field of spiritual rice.

He found that there was a sect brother in Tianzhong who was teaching the new handyman disciples.

The so-called miscellaneous disciples are disciples whose spiritual roots do not possess any of the attributes of 'metal, wood, water, fire, and earth', but only have spiritual roots without attributes.

Such disciples have almost no qualifications and can only start as handymen like ordinary people.

Therefore, he was called the "menial disciple".

The sect brother said to the handyman disciples: "You hurry up and practice the 'Cloud Movement and Rain Technique'. These spiritual plants are almost mature. You only have one month to learn them. Do you understand?"

I saw the three people nodding like chickens pecking at rice.

The senior brother said again: "Go away! There are empty houses near Lingmi Field. You can choose a place to live by yourself. There are uniforms in the room. You will change into them from tomorrow!"

"You are not allowed to go to places other than the handyman disciples without my permission. If you dare to violate it, I will break your legs. Remember!"

　PS: Some of the awkward conversations in this chapter are excerpted from Qidian’s new book list. (It’s a rather embarrassing and too intellectual dialogue. I really can’t imitate it, so you can just make do with it!

　　
　
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