When Changsheng was sleeping, Yan Rong took care of her carefully, and his movements were so skillful that even Mu Ze was a little surprised.
"Why are you so skilled?"
"...I have a pair of younger siblings, and I'm used to taking care of them since they were little."
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Mu Ze couldn't understand.
"Aren't your parents still alive? Why do you need to take care of them? And I remember that your family is not poor, right? Don't you have servants?"
Yan Rong didn't know how to speak for a while. His family's conditions were indeed pretty good, and his parents' talents were good, so logically he shouldn't need to take care of him. However, Qinglun's small world always valued travel, had many Confucianism practitioners, and had few rules.
Duo. Since Yanrong's parents had good talent and cultivation, they must travel and practice, but they did not feel comfortable leaving their children to be taken care of by servants, so they had no choice but to leave their children to Yanrong's care.
Therefore, Yan Rong never traveled before he was twenty-five years old, and he raised his twin siblings for ten years.
"In other words, you were only fifteen years old at that time? You had to take care of yourself as well as your younger siblings?"
Yan Rong rarely mentioned his family members. This was the first time he knew about his family's situation. Mu Ze's first reaction was disbelief. Whose parents would leave a pair of children to the care of a fifteen-year-old eldest son? And one
How long does it take to take care of her for ten years? If she couldn't take care of her, she shouldn't have given birth to her in the first place. Now that she's given birth, she shouldn't shirk the responsibility of being a parent. What's the point of asking her eldest son to take care of his two younger siblings?
Mu Ze was born into a large family. Although there were many servants and many brothers and sisters in the family, those whose parents were still alive would not pass on the responsibility of raising children to their other children.
Mu Ze said he couldn't understand this, but Yan Rong obviously didn't want to say so much, so he could only keep his doubts in his heart. However, no wonder Brother Yan Rong didn't introduce much about his family's situation. If it was such a family, no one would
You will feel happy. Brother Yan Rong’s temper is really good. If he let those brothers and sisters in his family go, he would cause chaos in the family!
For the next day, everyone was rushing as fast as possible, but halfway through, Chang Sheng woke up.
When he opened his eyes, he saw unfamiliar roofs and people. Changsheng was a little wary, but after looking at the situation around him, he immediately realized that these people had saved him. Before he could stand still, he immediately thanked them.
"Thank you to my fellow Taoists for saving my life."
Yanrong quickly asked Changsheng to get up. He likes sensible and polite children the most, and Changsheng happens to be the kind of junior he admires most. Probably because Dantian is different from other monks, in most cases, others can't tell it when they look at Changsheng.
Her cultivation level. Before, Ling Niang only thought that Chang Sheng was better than herself, so she thought that her cultivation level must be higher than hers.
At this time, due to injury, the immortal spiritual power was weak. In Yanrong Muze's view, this was a junior who had just established his foundation.
"Saving someone's life is also doing good deeds. You are still seriously injured, so you should lie down and rest first. We will talk about it later."
"I……"
"Don't worry, little friend. We are going back to Brother Yanrong's home. It is better for our health to cultivate there. We had to go back. I can only say that you are destined to meet us, and we are willing to save people. Mo
I have to refuse."
Since the other party said so, she could not live forever, so she could only return to bed with gratitude. Her physical condition was indeed not optimistic. The teleportation array was not perfect. She encountered turbulence in the void during the teleportation process, and she almost collapsed.
Inside. After confirming that he was safe, Changsheng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
"These two seniors are really good."
"What's good? Maybe there is some intention. It's just that you don't know."
"But if they have an intention, isn't the time when I was unconscious the best time to take action? No matter what I do, I can't resist at that time."
"...I think that Gongsun Yifu deliberately asked you to try the teleportation array to see if it works?"
Yuanji Wuchangli immediately changed the topic. Changsheng did not agree with this topic and turned to look at the scenery moving back below the window.
"Is this another small world? Why don't I feel anything?"
"It's just going from one small world to another. It's not the middle world. The feeling is naturally not clear. If it is the middle world or the Shengyuan world, the spiritual energy there has almost doubled. You can feel it as soon as you enter.
get."
Chang Sheng longed for what a different world would be like, but she still had one question. That was, Senior Yuanji Wuchang Li seemed to know a lot about everything, but didn't it always stay in Gujia Village before?
Where can I get so much news?
This question has been in Changsheng's mind for a long time, and now he finally couldn't help but ask it. Hearing Changsheng's words, Yuanji Wuchangli flicked his tail uncomfortably.
"There are so many demon cultivators in the mountains, and it's not like everyone doesn't know each other. They all know it after just communicating with each other. Is this even weirder?"
It seemed that Senior Yuanji didn't want to say that much. Changsheng understood instantly, and then he thoughtfully stopped asking and just looked at the scenery outside.
During this period, Senior Yanrong came twice, once to deliver medicine, and once to deliver a plate of exquisite snacks to Changsheng. He was probably worried that Changsheng would be lonely. Although Senior Yanrong did not say nice things, this kind of subtlety
Chang Sheng is deeply grateful for his care and concern.
Perhaps because of being homesick or worried about the health of the immortal, the speed of the flying boat was very fast. Half a day later, as the sun was setting, the group arrived at their destination.
From a distance, Changsheng saw an ancient city through the window. It was different from what she had seen before. It was obviously a city for immortal cultivators, but it seemed to have a scholarly atmosphere. What she could see was the same as what she had seen before.
The scenes are different, Changsheng is quite happy.
But when they arrived at the city gate, they were about to get off the flying boat.
After passing the city gate, an ancient world gradually opened before Changsheng's eyes. In this city called 'Mochi Garden', more than 90% of the people Changsheng saw, both men and women, were wearing trousers.
He wears a coat with sleeves, his hair is tightly tied, and he is dressed rigorously. As he moves, there is a faint fragrance of calligraphy and ink flowing. Compared with a city full of monks, this is more like an ideal hometown where literati gather.
Changsheng was sitting in the carriage, looking out the window as people passing by would salute each other, and their gestures were full of elegance, which was strange to him. Over the years, under the guidance of Senior Mayfly, Changsheng could be considered a well-read and literate monk. Zhuang
Mayfly is the chief disciple who has been trained by Penglai Pavilion for so many years, and the education he received is first-class. He spent seven years teaching him everything he could, and he benefited a lot from his longevity.
However, looking at these people who speak and act quite elegantly, Changsheng is still hit hard. Why do they seem to be highly educated?
"You are a cultivator, and you are not one of those mortals who have to take the imperial examination. Why do you pay so much attention to studying? Can studying more help you achieve enlightenment and ascend?"