Chapter 63 Wood Spirit (I)
Gu Qing packed his luggage and headed to Yunmengze to look for the so-called weapon spirit material. For him, that was indeed the only thing he had the motivation to get.
He didn't care about the scenery along the way, and the weather didn't matter. He was just focused on searching.
He finally found the material that Jingyuejian had mentioned, the one that could open his spiritual wisdom. It was a wood spirit.
The wood spirit was about a foot tall, and its body was covered with dark moss. Under the moss were bumpy wood knots. It was really ugly, but even because of its small size, it was not that ugly.
Gu Qing didn't know how this thing could be so ugly. Maybe it had never been in contact with other living things, so it didn't know that all living things in this world generally like beautiful things, so it just grew very roughly.
When the little wood elf was caught, his voice was shrill: "Don't eat me! Bastard!"
It kicked its legs in Gu Qing's hands, and snot and tears flowed down because of fear, making it look even uglier.
Like everyone with obsessive compulsive disorder, Gu Qing was a bit of a germophobe. He frowned as he saw the little wood elf with snot and tears all over his hands, but he could only hold the little wood elf tightly - it was obvious that if he let go, the ugly thing would run away.
The ugly thing looked at Gu Qing in fear - it had never met a human who could catch it. Those humans were all weak and had evil intentions towards it, but they would only be fooled by it.
Gu Qing had no choice but to say, "Don't worry, I won't eat you."
The little wood elf looked at him hesitantly. It was born with the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood, so it could understand that Gu Qing was telling the truth and that this human really didn't intend to eat him.
Then why did he catch it? The little wood elf thought. When thinking this, it stopped crying and blew a snot bubble, which made it look even uglier. Gu Qing frowned in disgust.
He took out a rope, tied up the little wood elf, and took him home.
There was nothing extra in Gu Qing's residence, and naturally, there was no place for the little wood spirit to stay. But this certainly did not pose a problem for Gu Qing. For a master of refining, there was nothing he could not make.
He built a cozy nest.
He just did it casually, but for Gu Qing, even if it was just casually done, the quality of the work was extraordinary. It was a very beautiful little nest, just right for the height of the little wood elf, and it came with a small pillow, so the little wood elf was very comfortable lying there.
If you want to describe how good this little nest is, then it is the kind of good that fits you best after using it for a long time, and everything is just right.
"You sleep here." Gu Qing said. The long journey made him a little tired, and it was time for him to sleep. This was the first time in so many years that he didn't sleep when it was time to sleep.
Gu Qing turned off the lights and fell asleep. When he got to his own place, he was no longer worried. This seemingly relaxed place actually had restrictions set by Gu Qing - the little wood spirit couldn't escape.
The little wood elf huddled in this strange trap cautiously. When it lived in the mountains, it had seen many traps that were used by humans in strange clothes to catch wild animals like it. Those traps often had sharp weapons, but the surface was covered with delicious food. The more delicious the food, the more powerful the trap.
When the little wood elf was smaller than it is now, it once fell into a trap like this. It was a particularly delicious carrot, and under the carrot, there were two semicircular iron thorns.
The little wood elf had seen other animals step into traps - when they touched the food, the iron spikes would suddenly bounce up and pierce into their bodies, causing the animals in the trap to wail and bleed.
It hesitated for a long time. It had already seen the iron thorns.
But it was a deep winter and there was no food.
It was so hungry that it needed something to fill its stomach, so it walked over tremblingly and bit the carrot resignedly.
The little wood elf could only bite off its own leg and escape from the iron thorns while bleeding and wailing. But it was not dissatisfied, because the carrot was sweet and brought the only slight warmth to that winter, so it was worth it even if it was injured by the iron thorns.
This must be the most powerful trap - such a soft and comfortable nest. This is the first time that the little wood spirit has encountered such a nest since its birth. It stayed in this nest made by Gu Qing nervously. There must be very powerful iron thorns waiting for it. The little wood spirit thought.
It tried hard to cheer itself up, but it was no use, and it still fell asleep - after all, that was the nest tailor-made for it by the top master Gu Qing.
The next morning, Gu Qing brought a basin of food to the little wood spirit, which was generously filled with a variety of fresh fruits, melons and vegetables. Each one was large in size, beautiful in color, and washed cleanly.
The little wood elf looked at the plate of food warily, then looked at Gu Qing. It knew that the food was not poisonous, so it was even more scared. Yesterday's nest was so soft, and the corresponding trap was scary enough, and now there was a plate of delicious food that it had never seen before!
How terrible would this trap be? The little wood elf fell into deep thought. Even though he was thick-skinned and tough, he had to consider it.
It decided not to eat the food.
Gu Qing waited for a while, and when he saw that the little wood spirit didn't eat, he frowned and lost his patience. According to ancient records, wood spirits are no different from ordinary creatures and need to eat, but the difference is that wood spirits only eat vegetarian food, so Gu Qing prepared a pot of vegetarian food. This is not ordinary vegetarian food, but rare spiritual vegetables and fruits. Even in the cultivation world, it is expensive food. Fortunately, Gu Qing is a master of alchemy and refining, so he is not short of money.
Gu Qing left, he still had his own things to do. When the wood spirit gets hungry, it will eat naturally.
The little wood elf tried to ignore the fragrant food, but the aroma went straight into his nose. He hated his sensitive sense of smell, and finally he had no choice but to crawl out of the nest and walk towards the food.
Well, even if the iron spike is scary. The little wood elf dived into the basin with a whine, and did not forget to comfort himself - it was worth it to use such delicious food as a trap even if it took a little longer to recover.
But the iron spike never appeared.
The little wood spirit was almost terrified to find that the human was indeed going to provide it with a warm nest and a regular supply of food. Fresh and juicy vegetables, plump, crisp and sweet fruits, each of which was a delicacy it had never tasted before.
For the first time in his life, he began to stay in a place where it was warm when it was windy outside and dry when it was raining outside. There were no hunters to be wary of. There were no beasts trying to eat him.
It suddenly figured it out. Based on its limited knowledge of humans, Gu Qing might be planning to make it his pet. As far as it knew, this was how humans kept pets.
The little wood elf was angry and felt insulted. Although it was still small, its vague consciousness made it know that it was a unique existence in the world, nobler than the emperor and more eternal than the gods. Now, a mere human wanted to tame it? Let it wag its tail and beg for mercy, and become his pet?
The more it thought about it, the angrier it became, not even noticing that it was eating the vegetarian food even more ferociously because of its anger.
Gu Qing looked at it in surprise. Normally, this much should be enough for it? Why is it still eating so much? He wondered and put a few more spiritual fruits in the bowl.
When the little wood elf came to his senses, he was faced with a clean empty plate.
Horrible human, it whined angrily. Too cunning, using delicious food to corrupt its will! No, I must hold back and find a way to escape. A free soul must never be a pet!
In the next few days, Gu Qing was surprised to find that the little wood elf had stopped eating. The food that it had always eaten up completely now had a lot left.
During this period of time, he has actually been observing what kind of spiritual vegetables and fruits this wood spirit likes. Therefore, when the wood spirit was unaware, Gu Qing had actually changed many kinds of vegetarian food for it to try. In the end, he kept the spiritual vegetables and fruits with a fixed proportion. In other words, Gu Qing customized a feeding food for the wood spirit.
However, inexplicably, the little wood elf suddenly refused to eat the feeding food prepared by Gu Qing!
For the first time, Gu Qing doubted himself. Could it be that his strength had deteriorated? He couldn't even prepare food that would satisfy this wood spirit!
Interesting, a new challenge. Gu Qing's fighting spirit was aroused, and he decided to upgrade and began to tinker with the feeding food in various ways. He carefully selected several kinds of spiritual fruits and squeezed them into a sweet and sour juice; he carefully cooked spiritual vegetables into vegetarian snacks and pinched them into pocket-sized shapes that the little wood spirits could eat one at a time...
The little wood elf was sad to find that the food fed by the annoying human was getting tastier and tastier. The willpower required to resist was getting stronger and stronger, and the original escape plan was becoming more and more difficult.
If you leave, you won't have such a comfortable little cushion anymore.
If you leave, you won't have such delicious food anymore.
If you leave, there will be no more human beings.
The little wood elf looked at the delicious vegetarian food on the plate, then looked at Gu Qing, his ugly face wrinkled in misery.
Gu Qing also frowned and looked at the little wood elf seriously for the first time: "Why, not to your liking?"
He was a little worried. These spiritual vegetables and fruits would provide the wood spirit with a large amount of pure energy, which would help it grow quickly. If the wood spirit didn't eat them, it wouldn't grow into a qualified spiritual material, and his refining plan would have to be postponed.
He watched the wood spirit carefully, trying to find out why it didn't eat.
The little wood elf also looked up and saw the human, and saw himself in his black eyes.
It drooped its ears and opened its mouth resignedly - well, no matter what the iron spikes prepared in this trap were, at least the bait was really delicious.
It didn't understand at that time that every free soul is destined to wander. When they are lucky, they will finally find a place to stay that is just right for them, and then willingly give up their freedom.
The little wood elf adapted to life at Gu Qing's place. Once it relaxed, it adapted to life here smoothly. It quickly became familiar with the situation here. It found the best sun corner in the house to eat and take a nap. It also found some balls that could be used as toys, and some small wooden boxes to hide.
However, Gu Qing began to feel uncomfortable.
At first, the wood spirit only moved around in the area marked out by Gu Qing, which was next to the nest he made for it. This made Gu Qing feel much more comfortable. Everything in this room should only appear where it should appear. This was Gu Qing's rule of life. However, this was no longer the case.
The wood spirit began to run around the room.
The fallen wood chips everywhere, the scratches on the table, the bite marks on the leather, the overturned cups, all of these show that there is another living creature in this room besides himself.
For Gu Qing, who had lived alone for a long time, it was difficult for him to adapt to the presence of other living things in the house.
It is not easy to refine a small world that can grow and evolve on its own. Gu Qing buries himself in work every day, writing and drawing on his desk, constantly using numerology to deduce his own refining methods, and also needs to design a large number of refining formations. There are still many problems that need him to solve.
That day, he came to the studio to ponder as usual. When he was finally about to grasp a glimmer of inspiration and figure out the numerology for refining the formation, a sharp clanging sound suddenly came from outside the door.
Gu Qing took a deep breath and persuaded himself not to be angry. He opened the door and saw, not surprisingly, a porcelain vase that should have been on the cabinet was smashed to pieces on the ground, and the culprit, the wood spirit, was sitting on the cabinet.
Gu Qing packed up and returned to the study to deduce the formation, but he completely forgot the idea he had just come up with. For the first time, he was so angry that he threw his pen and was extremely depressed.
He could hardly immerse himself in his own world of refining equipment anymore.
There is more to it than that.
When Gu Qing woke up, he found that his quilt was covered with moss. The corners of the room and the ceiling were also covered with slippery and sticky moss.
Yes, that was the companion of the wood spirit. Gu Qing thought that if the wood spirit stayed in a certain place for a long time, moss would grow. The densely packed mosses were like spiders covering the sky and earth, almost making Gu Qing dizzy. He tried hard to control his obsessive-compulsive disorder and mysophobia that were about to erupt, and decided not to bother with this wood spirit.
However, he felt something strange in his hair, so he reached out and touched it. He already had a bad feeling. He picked up the mirror he hadn't seen for a long time and found that even his hair was covered with moss.
Gu Qing collapsed.
The little wood elf crawled over ignorantly, holding the empty food bowl in its mouth.
Usually at this time, Gu Qing would give it some food, but not today.
It tried to circle around Gu Qing, making a humming sound to urge it.
But Gu Qing just said coldly: "It's so annoying."
The little wood elf was stunned. After hesitating for a moment, it put down its food bowl and gave its toy wooden ball to Gu Qing.
However, Gu Qing simply shook it off with bone-chilling indifference.
The little wood elf began to get scared.
Gu Qing looked at the wood spirit with annoyance, but finally stood up, scooped up some food, and placed it in front of it. "Grow up quickly," he said as usual.
Gu Qing had said the same thing several times when he was adding food to the dog before.
The little wood elf looked up. It saw itself in Gu Qing's eyes again, with an ugly head and an ugly body. In short, it was just an ugly little wood elf.
It finally asked the question it had always wanted to ask: "What do you want me to do when I grow up?"
"I will refine you into a unique spirit weapon." Gu Qing said.
Refine you into a unique spirit weapon.
He was not lying. The little wood elf was born with the ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood.
The little wood elf's eyes were hot. But it turned its head away quickly. For some reason, it didn't want Gu Qing to see its tears.
Gu Qing was stunned. Was it crying?
Gu Qing didn't know what to say. He left subconsciously, leaving the little wood elf next to its nest.
That night, the little wood elf disappeared.
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