"Dasheng, I've been living with you for more than a month, I'll leave first, and I'll come to you in two days."

At the door of Gu Changsheng's house, the green onion waved his paw at him and said goodbye solemnly.

Considering the relationship between Gu Changsheng and Yuqing Palace, it deliberately changed its usual farewell language, and did not say the phrase "I have time to come to the house to play", which can be described as extremely intimate.

Gu Changsheng smiled and waved to the green onion, ready to see it leave.

However, something strange happened: the red panda's feet seemed to grow on the ground, and they refused to move.

After a few moments, it seemed to have lost its memory and waved its claws again.

"Dasheng, then I'll leave first, and I'll come to you in two days."

Gu Changsheng: "......"

He was confused, and he didn't understand which play the green onion was playing. After a moment's hesitation, he waved his hand gently again to say goodbye.

Seeing Gu Changsheng's reaction like this, the red panda's eyes were full of confusion, and after hesitating for a moment, he waved his paws and began to repeat the farewell words for the third time.

"Dasheng, then I'll leave first, and I'll come to you in two days."

After a pause, it looked at Gu Changsheng and continued to speak.

"Dasheng, I brought you Leguo this time, although you can't absorb it after eating it, it's a waste of things. But nothing happened! When you're done ruining it, remember to tell me what the fruit tastes like. ”

As he spoke, the green onion smacked his mouth.

Gu Changsheng rubbed his temples a little helplessly, the green onion wanted to take the spirit fruit back......

A little ridiculous, Gu Changsheng glanced at the red panda. He found that there was an extremely rare trace of shame on the green onion's face.

So he didn't say anything, turned around and went back to the house, packed all the spirit fruits brought by the green onions, and put them in a bag.

After thinking about it, Gu Changsheng walked into the kitchen again, took some small snacks made by Song Qinghuan, put them in his bag together, and then handed them to the green onions.

"Dasheng, you're a claw! Send it out, where is the reason to come back! ”

The green onion kept pushing off his mouth, but the action of taking the package was extremely decisive.

In the end, the red panda carried the bag and walked away.

……

Seeing the green onions leave, Gu Changsheng shook his head with a smile, not knowing why he was in a much better mood.

After the red panda completely disappeared from sight, he took a step and disappeared directly from the spot.

In the next second, Gu Changsheng had already come to an altitude of 10,000 meters, standing in the air with his hands behind his back.

Closing his eyes, he spread his sense around, as if sensing something.

After a while, Gu Changsheng frowned and opened his eyes, obviously finding nothing.

Recently, he has been pestering Shucheng and asking the little Taoist priest to find the cultivation world in the Taoist treasure to come out and tell him secretly.

After understanding some secrets, Gu Changsheng combined his own feelings during this time, and there were many guesses in his heart that he wanted to confirm.

So, lately, he's been trying to find the legendary wonderland.

But Gu Changsheng searched for a few days, but he found nothing, let alone the fairyland, and he didn't even find the fairyland gate.

Opening his eyes, Gu Changsheng shook his head a little helplessly, lowered his height, and prepared to go home after trying again.

But this time, when he integrated himself into the heavens and the earth, he finally felt a trace of strangeness.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changshengnian moved as he wished, his body changed, and he came to a door standing out of thin air.

This door is about 100 zhang high, and the vermilion primer is painted with all kinds of rui beasts, which looks full of fairy spirit.

A plaque is hung on the door, and the word "immortal" can be vaguely seen.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng knew that he was probably in the right place.

He took out a puppet that he had prepared in advance, pointed it at the door and threw it.

The moment the puppet passed through the gate, the space was violently distorted, and Gu Changsheng caught a glimpse of the corner of the fairyland.

At the same time, the connection between him and the puppet was immediately severed, and there was no more contact at all.

However, the scene in front of him was enough to prove the guess in Gu Changsheng's heart.

So, he suppressed the curiosity in his heart and resolutely turned around and left in front of the gate of the fairyland.

After a while, Gu Changsheng returned home and sat at the desk.

An Anhe's Lu camping ended today, Song Qinghuan went to pick them up, and now the house is very quiet, only Gu Changsheng is alone, which is just right to think about things.

Sitting at the table and taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng took out a pen and paper. There's been so much going on lately that he needs to sort out his thoughts.

During the period when he lost his cultivation, when he had nothing to do, he would harass Shucheng and ask the little Taoist priest to explain the Taoist treasure to him.

Through Shucheng's explanation, Gu Changsheng learned a lot of secrets of cultivation and gained a lot.

Later, by chance, he opened up a new path of cultivation and became the only practitioner on this path.

However, without the experience of his predecessors, Gu Changsheng is still a little confused about the direction of the future.

Shaking his head a little helplessly, Gu Changsheng cheered up, picked up his pen and wrote a big word on the paper first.

"Spirit".

Compared with the cultivation method of feeling qi and breathing, Gu Changsheng's way of dealing with aura is fundamentally different.

Feeling qi and exhaling is to intercept the aura of heaven and earth and seal it in the body for personal use. Such practice is essentially plundering heaven and earth.

And after Gu Changsheng lost his cultivation, he didn't break or stand, and accidentally discovered a new way of cultivation. Now he doesn't care about the presence of the aura.

The two ways are very different. The former cultivates oneself and conquers heaven and earth; The latter cultivates perception and melts into all things.

In fact, from this point of view alone, it is not possible to distinguish which is better than the other, but the focus is different.

However, what Gu Changsheng can be sure of is that compared to the former, the latter's cultivation is more difficult.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Changsheng picked up the pen again and wrote two big words on the paper.

"Luck".

Squinting his eyes slightly, Gu Changsheng fell into contemplation again.

Wu Huanzi lost his immortal luck, and most of his combat power was retained, but he gave up his immortality. Yun Qi had the luck of the spirit realm, and although he was only a tribulation monk, he was able to immortalize.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Gu Changsheng felt a little ridiculous.

Those heavenly immortals cultivated themselves, but their immortality relied on luck. It was precisely because of this that Gu Changsheng felt that the Heavenly Immortals were actually not true immortals, but just monks who were higher than the Tribulation.

In addition, Gu Changsheng was also suspicious of the source of luck.

He remembered the Penglai realm. After Penglai Immortal Liberation was released, he returned his luck to Penglai Realm, so compared with other spirit realms, there were more foreign beasts in Penglai Realm, and the cultivation realm was also higher.

Squinting his eyes slightly, a guess appeared in Gu Changsheng's heart: Perhaps, this so-called "human immortal luck" does not belong to human immortals. They just plundered their luck as if they were trapping aura.

Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng picked up his pen again and wrote two words on the paper.

"Wonderland", "Fairy Cage".

The heavenly immortals were bound by the law and could not easily leave the fairyland. Even a trace of divine consciousness has to pay a huge price.

And today, Gu Changsheng's temptation has determined one point: mortals can enter the fairy realm, but immortals are not allowed to enter the mortal realm.

In this way, it doesn't look like a fairyland, but like a cage.

……

In the end, Gu Changsheng put down his pen and breathed a long sigh of relief, combined with the secret he heard from Shucheng, he already had a general context in his heart.

Thousands of years ago, the creatures of the world tried to cultivate, groping their way between heaven and earth. At that time, there were thousands of cultivation methods, and each of them had the possibility of becoming an immortal, and it was difficult to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages for a while.

Among these creatures, human beings are particularly prominent and have made rapid progress.

Among the Terran monks, the monks who learned to feel and breathe out were in their own right, and they occupied an absolute leading position in a short period of time.

They cultivate themselves, pay attention to turning all things for their own use, and plunder all opportunities to create.

And after crossing the great realm of the Tribulation, these monks have a deeper understanding of the object of luck.

According to their cultivation guidelines, they naturally did not hesitate at all, and directly snatched the luck of the world.

And these luck luck was originally the mercy of the Heavenly Dao for thousands of cultivators.

The heavenly immortals took away the luck from the world, and the path of cultivation was smooth from then on, and it was no longer necessary. Ordinary cultivators lack luck and find it difficult to move an inch on the path of cultivation.

The strong get stronger, and the weak get weaker.

And luck is indeed mysterious, allowing these practitioners to live forever. But what followed was the punishment of the Heavenly Dao for them.

The monk who has plundered his luck is intolerable by the law, and he cannot enter the mortal world unless he kills his luck like Wu Huanzi.

In the end, they were driven to the top of the Nine Heavens with the luck they had robbed.

These monks call themselves heavenly immortals, call the luck they have stolen to be immortal, and call the cage in which they are imprisoned a fairyland.

Even, before leaving, these monks were afraid that the world would go on the right path and achieve true immortals over them.

They shot together and exterminated the rest of the cultivation methods, and from then on, thousands of cultivation methods in the world were only filled with anger.

In this way, the cultivators in the world are all the same, and the heavenly immortals have a firm grasp of their luck, so they can live forever and sit back and relax.

Thinking of this, Gu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh briefly, feeling that he was close to the truth.

He couldn't help but feel a little like he guessed, in this world, everyone could be like a dragon.

Standing up, Gu Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and a cluster of flames jumped to his fingertips, and then shook and slammed into the paper on the table.

In the blink of an eye, the paper had burned out, leaving only a few pieces of ash on the table.