When Changsheng was asleep, Yanrong took care of her carefully, and her movements were very skillful, which surprised Mu Ze.

"Why are you so skilled?"

“…… I have a pair of younger siblings, and I am used to taking care of them when they are young. ”

“？”

Mu Ze couldn't understand.

"Aren't your parents alive? Why do I need your care? And I remember that your family doesn't seem to be poor, right? Is there no servant? ”

Yan Rong didn't know how to speak for a while. His family conditions are indeed good, and his parents are talented, so it stands to reason that he doesn't need to take care of himself. It's just that the small world of Qingyuan has always valued traveling, with more Confucianism and more rules. Since Yan Rong's parents have a good talent for cultivation, they must go to travel and cultivate, but they are not at ease when they hand over their children to the servants to take care of, so they can only be handed over to Yan Rong to take care of.

Therefore, before the age of twenty-five, Yanrong never traveled and raised his younger siblings for ten years.

"That is, you were only fifteen years old at the time? Take care of yourself and your younger siblings? ”

Yan Rong rarely mentioned his family, this was the first time he knew about the situation in his family, and Mu Ze's first reaction was incredible. Who would leave a pair of children in the care of their fifteen-year-old son? And one care is so long as ten years? If you can't take care of yourself, don't give birth in the first place, since you are born, don't shirk the responsibility of being a parent, what is the situation of asking the eldest son to take care of the two younger siblings?

Mu Ze was born in a big family, although there are many servants and many brothers and sisters in the family, but as long as the parents are still alive, they will not put the responsibility of raising children to their other children.

In this regard, Mu Ze said that he couldn't understand, but Yan Rong obviously didn't want to say so much, so he could only suppress his doubts in his heart. However, it's no wonder that Brother Yanrong doesn't introduce much about the situation in his family, if it is such a family, no one will feel happy. Brother Yanrong's temper is really good. If he let go of his brothers and sisters, he would be able to turn the family upside down!

For the next day, everyone was hurrying as soon as possible, and halfway through, Changsheng woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw unfamiliar rooftops and people, Changsheng was a little vigilant, but after looking at the situation around him, he immediately understood that it was these people who saved him. Before he could stand still, he immediately thanked them.

"Thank you for saving your life."

Yan Rong hurriedly told Changsheng to get up. He likes sensible and polite children the most, and Changsheng happens to be the kind of junior he admires the most. It is probably because the dantian is different from other monks, and in most cases, when others look at Changsheng, they can't see her cultivation. Before, Ling Niang only saw that Changsheng was more powerful than herself, so she thought that she must be higher in cultivation than herself.

At this time, because of the injury, the immortal spiritual power was vain, and in Yanrong Muze's opinion, this was a junior who had just built a foundation.

"Saving someone's life is also accumulating virtue and doing good, if you are seriously injured and have not recovered, it is better to lie down and rest for a while, and then talk about it later."

"I ......"

"Xiaoyou, don't worry, we're going back to Brother Yanrong's house. It's better for the body to recuperate there, and we would have to go back too. I can only say that you are destined to meet us, and we are willing to save people, so don't shirk. ”

Since the other party said so, Changsheng couldn't do it, so he could only return to bed full of gratitude. Her physical condition was indeed not optimistic, the teleportation array was not perfect, and she encountered the void turbulence in the process of teleportation, and almost folded in it. After confirming that he was safe at this moment, Changsheng couldn't help but sigh a little.

"These two seniors are really nice."

"What's good? Maybe there's some kind of attempt. You just don't know. ”

"But if they had tried, wasn't it the best time for me to do it when I was unconscious? No matter what I did, I couldn't resist at that time. ”

“…… I wonder if that Gongsun Kazuo deliberately asked you to try that teleportation array? ”

The Yuan Ji Impermanence Carp immediately changed the topic, and Changsheng disagreed with the topic, and instead looked at the scenery that was moving backwards and below the window.

"Is this some other small world? Why don't I feel anything? ”

"It's just going from a small world to another small world, and it's not a middle world to go to, and the feeling is naturally unclear. If it is the Middle World or the Shengyuan Great World, the aura there has almost doubled, and you can feel it as soon as you enter. ”

Changsheng longed for what a different world would be like, but she still had a question. That is, the predecessor of Yuanji Impermanence Carp seems to know everything very well, but hasn't it been staying in Gujia Village before? Where else can you find out so much news?

This question has been in Changsheng's heart for a long time, and he finally can't control it at this moment. Hearing Changsheng's words, Yuanji Impermanence Carp flicked his tail uncomfortably.

"There are so many demon cultivators in the mountains, and everyone doesn't know each other, and they all know it if they communicate with each other. How strange is this? ”

It seems that Yuanji's predecessors didn't want to say so much, Changsheng instantly understood, and then intimately stopped asking, just went to see the scenery outside.

During this period, Yanrong's seniors came twice, once to deliver medicine, and once to send a plate of delicate snacks to Changsheng, probably because he was worried that Changsheng would be lonely. Although Yanrong's predecessors didn't say pretty words, this kind of subtle care made Changsheng very grateful.

It may be homesickness, or it may be worried about Changsheng's physical condition, and the speed of the flying boat is very fast. Half a day later, when the sun was setting, the group arrived at their destination.

From afar, Changsheng saw an ancient city through the window, which was different from what she had seen before, it was obviously a city for immortal cultivators, and it looked like it had a kind of scholarly atmosphere. Changsheng was quite happy to be able to see a scene different from the scene he had seen before.

But when they arrived at the gate of the city, they were about to get off the flying boat.

After passing the city gate, an antique world gradually opened up in front of Changsheng's eyes. In this city called 'Ink Pond Garden', more than ninety percent of the people Changsheng saw, both men and women, wore wide-sleeved coats, their hair tightly tied up, and they were strictly dressed. Between the actions, there is a faint fragrance of calligraphy and ink. Compared to a city full of monks, this is more like an ideal place where literati and scholars gather.

Changsheng sat in the carriage and watched the people passing by outside the window saluting each other, and his gestures were full of elegance, and he felt novel. Over the years, under the teaching of Mayfly's predecessors, Changsheng can be regarded as a monk who has read and read a lot. Zhuang Mayfly is the chief disciple of Penglai Pavilion who has been cultivated for so many years, and the education he has received is first-class. Seven years of teaching, Changsheng benefited a lot.

However, looking at these people who spoke and acted quite elegantly, Changsheng was still quite shocked. Why do people seem to be very knowledgeable?

"You are a cultivator, and you are not a mortal who wants to take the imperial examination, so why do you pay attention to reading?! Can reading more books make you ascend? ”