Chapter 103 Daily Life of Jiejiao◇

◎Protector Saint◎

On Kunlun Mountain, Kong Shuang and Yuanshi were traveling back and forth. One was a Daluo Jinxian, and the other was a saint. Wherever they wanted to go, they would turn into a gust of breeze and arrive there in the blink of an eye.

But Kong Shuang walked as if he was strolling in a garden, his steps leisurely and slow.

In front of her, Yuanshi's face darkened, and all he could hear was the words Laozi had given him before he left: "Endure!"

He endured it for a long time, but felt that he could endure it no longer. Suddenly, he heard Kong Shuang say from behind: "We are here. Thank you for this trip, Saint."

When Yuanshi heard her honorific title, his anger finally subsided a little. Then, without another word, he was about to leave.

Before he could take half a step, a leopard suddenly appeared out of nowhere and rushed in front of him. It was so fast that if he had not dodged in time, the daring leopard would have almost touched the corner of his robe.

Yuanshi's face turned cold, and his whole body suddenly felt cold. He looked at the leopard as if he was looking at a dead person. If Kong Shuang had not been there, the leopard would have died on the spot.

Clearly unaware of his own danger, the leopard, as if sensing the immense power of the cultivator before him, whose face was as delicate as ice and snow, suddenly spoke in human language: "I, Shen Gongbao, admire the sage's immortal path and seek to become his disciple."

After saying this, he seemed to realize that meeting the saint in animal form was disrespectful to him, and he immediately transformed into a human form.

Shen Gongbao - this name is not unfamiliar to Kong Shuang. After all, he is one of the three great killing weapons during the Conferred Gods period. Who doesn't know him?

When Shen Gongbao transformed into a human form, her eyes lit up. He had a slightly dark complexion, big, bright eyes that cast a bit of beast sharpness on his handsome face, and curly yellow, fluffy hair behind his head that made him look more youthful and cute.

He was nine feet tall, but he was only wearing a piece of animal skin that barely covered his vital parts. He had a strong body, powerful thighs, straight and agile calves, and bulging muscles in his arms, almost thicker than her entire body.

Kong Shuang was roaring wildly in her heart, why didn't anyone tell her that Shen Gongbao was an unruly, wild and cool guy?

In fact, this kind of image is the most common in the ancient times, but Kong Shuang was very surprised. After seeing so many literary and artistic images of the Three Pure Ones, Shen Gongbao was really rare.

But Yuanshi didn't care about him at all. He wanted to kill him with one palm, just like he did to Feixiong. How dare a thing born from an egg dare to ask to be his disciple?

But the next second, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he suddenly thought that the key to his dispute with Tongtian was their different doctrines. If he really killed Shen Gongbao with a palm at this time, and Kong Shuang told this matter to others, then he would have to forget about his brother returning home.

He glanced at Kong Shuang and saw that the other party's eyes looking at Shen Gongbao were extremely hot and full of calculations. He suddenly realized that Kong Shuang had the same idea as him. Maybe Kong Shuang deliberately wanted to see him reject Shen Gongbao. He would not let this bird get away with it.

Having made full mental preparations, Yuanshi, with the courage to face death, closed his eyes decisively and made up his mind.

Before the word "yes" was uttered, another voice rang out:

"I see that you have a connection with my Jiejiao sect. Would you like to become a disciple of Jiejiao?"

These words sounded so familiar that Yuanshi thought for a moment that it was a bald man from the West who came to cause trouble. Even so, to him it was like the sound of nature.

After a while, Yuanshi opened his eyes and realized that it was Kong Shuang who spoke.

To him, Shen Gongbao and Fei Xiong of that year were of the same nature. It would naturally be much better for him for Kong Shuang to bring Shen Gongbao to Jiejiao than to his own Chenjiao.

On the other side, Shen Gongbao was distracted and suddenly realized that he had worshipped the wrong person. He looked at Yuanshi and then at Kong Shuang. It was obvious who looked more kind. He couldn't show that he was too happy in front of Yuanshi, so he pretended to be timid and nodded shyly.

Seeing a burly man with such an expression, Kong Shuang actually saw a hint of the cute contrast of a tiger sniffing a rose in him. He thought to himself that Shen Gongbao was sensible. If he really left with Yuanshi, he would probably start to have bad luck.

Yuanshi's dislike for the demon clan was almost ingrained in her bones. She was really worried that as soon as she left, Yuanshi would kill Shen Gongbao.

As he thought, Yuanshi was indeed relieved. If he really asked him to accept the demon tribe as his apprentice, it would be no less than holding a knife to his neck.

Kong Shuangmanzi took Shen Gongbao away leisurely. The two figures, one big and one small, walked away in an extremely strange and harmonious manner.

Both sides benefited. Yuanshi looked at the two figures, as if a heavy stone had been lifted from his heart. A hunched and old figure appeared before his eyes...

Kunlun Mountain, the South Pole went straight to Yuxu Palace. Because the Twelve Golden Immortals and others had established their own Taoist temples, Yuxu Palace was a little more desolate than usual. He asked the White Crane Boy who was guarding outside, "Is the master here?"

This was the first time in tens of thousands of years that Nan Ji had inquired about the master's news. Bai He Tongzi was a little surprised. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a figure slowly appear behind Nan Ji and saluted in surprise: "The master is back!"

Nan Ji turned around in surprise, then immediately bent down, his nose feeling sore: "Teacher..."

He just said something out of turn. Yuanshi repeated Kong Shuang's words in his mind. Then he looked at Nanji, whose head was almost buried in his chest, and snorted coldly: "You are so depressed. How can you be my senior disciple?"

After saying this, he stepped into Yuxu Palace. The person behind him remained motionless. He stopped and coughed lightly, "Come in!"

"Yes!" Nan Ji said happily, and a drop of crystal clear tear slowly slid down the jade steps.

**

Kong Shuang brought Shen Gongbao back to Biyou Palace and happened to meet Tongtian preaching. He simply handed the person over to Duobao and let him listen to the sermon first.

It was the first time that Shen Gongbao saw a saint preaching in person. He was so happy that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. Sui Duobao arranged a position for him and he immediately entered a state of cultivation.

Compared with his overjoyed surprise, the others were filled with bitterness and hatred. Their faces turned pale and their eyes were dim. Kong Shuang couldn't help but think of the scene in Zixiao Palace where people listened to the teachings for five thousand years and then slept for five thousand years. It was so similar to the present.

The saint on the throne seemed to be pleased by the painful and drowsy expressions of his disciples. He understood the mentality of his teacher back then, and became more eloquent and eloquent. When he was excited, all kinds of strange visions such as purple air and stars appeared beside him.

Duobao secretly felt fortunate that as the eldest brother he could still move around freely to handle matters within the sect. When he met Kong Shuang, he told her why Tongtian was so restrictive towards his disciples.

As Kong Shuang expected, after Tongtian came back from Zixiao Palace, he issued the same decree as in the original book: "Close the cave door tightly, recite three or two volumes of Huangting quietly; go to the Western Land, and be listed on the List of Gods", restricting his disciples from leaving Penglai.

But who are the Jiejiao people? They are free and unrestrained immortals who yearn for freedom. It is okay for them to listen to the teachings, but listening to the teachings all the time is undoubtedly a death sentence.

It is better to open up than to block. Kong Shuang raised his eyebrows and asked Duobao to whisper to him: "Go and tell your fellow apprentices, whether it's one person, ten people, or a hundred people, if they can defeat me, I will make them leave Penglai!"

Duobao felt that she was not being honest and was just finding another way to prevent people from leaving Penglai.

Kong narrowed her eyes and threatened him with the look that said she would send him to the West to get a haircut when he was disobedient as a child. Unfortunately, Duobao had grown from a soft and docile little mouse to the eldest brother of Jiejiao who had the final say, so he didn't fall for her tricks.

Duobao knew Kong Shuang's strength, but the other disciples who were not familiar with her did not know it, so they skipped classes to challenge her.

Fight and fail again and again, but fight again and again!

As time went on, Tongtian saw that his disciples were becoming more and more inattentive in class, so he simply ended the class and went to the competition site himself to act as a referee.

The disciples thought that this was Kong Shuang's unilateral statement that had been officially certified, and they fought even harder. Only Kong Shuang wondered, has this turned from a theoretical class into a practical one?

One day, when Kong Shuang slapped a group of unknown disciples opposite him, he suddenly felt something stirring in his body.

——Hongmeng purple energy!

She suddenly realized that she couldn't fight anymore, because if she continued, the Hongmeng purple energy would float out and lead her to become a saint!

If it were in the past, she might be happy, but now she doesn't want her magic power to get out of control like Tongtian Nuwa!

So the disciples fought each other, and the number of wins determined who would be free.

It was much easier than defeating Kong Shuang. Duobao, who had originally scoffed at this method, decided to go first. He was more than capable of fighting against the seven attendants alone, and he even had the mood to correct his fellow disciples' mistakes in their techniques:

"Wuyun, you are the most powerful among you. You shouldn't make the first charge, but instead accumulate your strength and strike with one strike!"

"Qiushou, you are a blue lion with immense strength. You should pay more attention to the details of your technique so that you can achieve harmony between the inside and the outside!"

"Dingguang, you are the most careful, but also the most timid. How can you win?"

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Tongtian was very pleased that his eldest disciple could take care of almost all the work, and he didn't know when to leave.

As soon as the master left, the remaining disciples began to chatter and talk. Some of them, although they had already practiced fasting, could not give up their appetites, so they caught unintelligent wild animals and built a fire around them.

Kong Shuang was jealous and wondered if she should also come and have a bite. Unexpectedly, the disciple was very good at dealing with people. After roasting the meat, he brought it to Kong Shuang first. She looked at it and realized that who else could be such a capable person but Shen Gongbao?

Give a thumbs up and give praise!

She sat with Sibu Xiang, and behind them were her four most direct disciples.

Sibu Xiang had been a vegetarian for a long time, but when he saw meat, he sighed heavily and turned to leave.

Kong Shuangyan quickly grabbed his hand, moved closer to him, and held the fragrant barbecued meat to his mouth, teasing him, "You haven't tasted this in hundreds of thousands of years. Don't you want it? Why refuse!"

Sibu Xiang struggled a few times in panic, but Kong Shuang was too strong, so he could only let her hold his hand. His face flushed red, and he said angrily: "Kong Shuang, you did it on purpose!"

Kong Shuang persisted: "I remember that before you entered Kunlun Mountain, you still ate meat. Why did you change so much?"

Duobao just came to the end of the scene, and saw the two people's hands intertwined in their sleeves, and subconsciously exclaimed: "My Lady——"

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sound. Kong Shuang was puzzled: "What happened?"

Duobao realized he had lost his composure and lowered his voice. His eyes dropped from their clasped hands to the barbecue and he said, "Disciple wants to eat too."

"If you want to eat, just eat. Why are you making such a fuss?" Kong Shuang glared at him and freed his hands to put the barbecue in front of him.

Si Buxiang took this opportunity to leave in anger.

Duobao breathed a sigh of relief without showing any emotion. He knew that he was narrow-minded, but he had heard that the Empress had not known the Four Unfamiliars for more than 100,000 years, which was longer than the time he had known his own teacher. Now that his teacher was gone, he had to keep an eye on him.

The youngest, Wu Dang, looked at the fragrant barbecue and blushed shyly, "Can this disciple eat it?"

She was a human cub picked up by Tongtian during the war between the wizards and the liches, and he took her to the Biyou Palace to raise her with great care. It is worth mentioning that Tongtian, who always admired the fearless spirit of resistance, raised her to have a delicate and soft personality like Yutong, which shows that she is very favored in daily life.

Although the little guys are usually noisy, they are really well-behaved when they are well-behaved. Kong Shuang simply showed his elder demeanor and asked Duobao to distribute all the barbecue to his junior brothers and sisters.

Shen Gongbao knew how to read the situation and quickly sent another one.

Apart from Duobao Jinling and Yutong, the rest of the people present, such as Guiling Wudang who joined later, were not familiar with her. Seeing that she could usually knock a challenger away with one palm, they did not dare to talk to her. Now they felt that she was not that scary.

Wu Dang then asked while chewing on the barbecue, "Why did the Queen tell us to leave Penglai only after defeating you?"

Yutong lay lazily on Duobao's lap. Duobao tore the barbecue into small pieces and fed them to her, and from time to time he lifted up his sleeves to wipe the corners of her mouth.

Kong Shuang's eyes hurt from watching this. When he heard Wu Dang's question, he turned around and answered, "Because only when you are strong enough can you protect yourself and the people you want to protect!"

Wu Dang frowned. Unlike her other senior brothers and sisters, she had lived under the protection of her teacher for as long as she could remember, carefree. Her greatest worry was simply the presence of her uncle Yuanshi next door. Wu Dang rolled her eyes again and said, "But... our teacher will protect us..."

So in the end, you are all doomed, from teacher to disciple!

Kong Shuang raised his eyebrows: "I am also under the protection of the Saint. The Saint is also an important person to me, so naturally I want to protect the Saint."

Yu Tong suddenly asked, "Do saints also need protection?"

In her understanding, the saint is the most powerful being in the world, and no one can harm the saint.

The saint who you thought did not need protection has now become a delicate flower. Who knows if his magic power will get out of control during a fight one day and then it will be over.

Kong Shuang laughed and said, "But the saint is also one of the billions of creatures in the prehistoric world and can be hurt as well. So I will work hard to cultivate and become stronger than the saint, so that I can protect the saint."

Yutong nodded, suddenly realizing something. She climbed up from Duobao's lap, sat cross-legged, looked at Duobao with a blazing gaze, and said solemnly, "Yutong will also practice diligently to protect brother!"

It would be nothing on weekdays, but now Kong Shuang is here. Although she is not serious, she is still an elder. Duobao's ears are hot. Looking at her serious pupils, he said hesitantly: "Well, I know!"

He slowly stroked the black hair covering Yu Tong's back, and suddenly saw Kong Shuang's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling and full of satisfaction, and his ears burned even more.

Kong Shuang's teeth began to ache, but at the same time she had a strange feeling of "my son has grown up", after all, she had countless dark histories of Duobao's childhood.

"The teacher is here!"

She was lost in thought when she heard Duobao look behind her and call out.

She remembered what she had just said about the patron saint and suddenly felt a little ashamed. She wondered if he had heard it.

She turned around and heard Tongtian chuckle, his handsome face with a deep look in his eyes.

Perhaps because his eyes were too naked, Kong Shuang's cheeks suddenly felt hot.