Then she walked around the two trees and dug out a dusty and rusty sword from under an oak tree. She blew on it, and the mottled rust on it fell off, and it immediately turned into a sword that could cut through iron like mud.

The nun took a look with satisfaction and nodded: "Not bad, barely usable. I have the sword, but where's the mount?"

What you say is what you will be punished by.

So Xu Xianxian led out another green cow from another oak tree. She patted the old green cow's butt, and the old cow was so scared that it immediately made a "moo moo" sound to please her.

He tried to rub his huge head against his indescribable new owner, but was dismissed by the owner with a look of disgust. "Why are you rubbing against me with such a big head? Do you really think you're a little kitten?"

Meow meow meow——

The old blue ox was stunned, and its four legs trembled with fear. It quickly made cat sounds and swung its tail in a flattering manner to prove that it was useful.

"The little thing is quite good at observing people's expressions!" Xu Xianxian laughed loudly, turned over and rode on the back of the blue ox, patted the old blue ox on the head, and said, "Let's go, let's go to Shandong."

"Go preach—"

A gentle breeze blew through the Taoist robe of the nun, causing her colorful clothes and sleeves to flutter in the air, making her look graceful and charming.

"The White Jade Palace in the sky, with twelve towers and five cities..."

The nun rode on a green ox, holding a gourd of fine wine in her hand. She drank and sang along with the wine. Her clear singing voice could be heard from far away.

The old blue ox silently carried her on its back, heading all the way down to the foot of Xiling Mountain. Behind it, purple air stretched for 30,000 miles, shrouding the entire Xiling Mountain Range in mist.