Chapter 11: Immoral Speech

◎Serves you right!◎

Kunlun Mountain, as the most famous fairy mountain and the best cave fairyland in the East, is coveted by many cultivators, but they cannot defeat the owner of this place, so they can only stare blankly and drool.

Kong Shuang had a deep understanding of this. She thought back to when she first approached Kunlun Mountain and wanted to eat a fruit, Yuanshi and Laozi came out. Fortunately, she ran fast, otherwise she would have been beaten half to death by the violent Yuanshi.

And now she actually swaggered into Kunlun Mountain, Kong Shuang couldn't help feeling a little proud.

The Three Pure Ones each built a palace or Taoist temple on the mountain. Laozi's was called the Bajing Palace, and Yuanshi's was called the Yuxu Palace.

Tongtian has an eccentric personality, which is opposite to his two brothers' personalities. He is always criticized for his behavior. In order to avoid being criticized, his Taoist temple, Biyou Palace, was built far away from Bajing Palace and Yuxu Palace, especially Yuxu Palace.

Yuanshi sneered at this, but did not stop him. After all, Kunlun Mountain was very big and he could go wherever he wanted.

Arriving in front of the main hall of the Biyou Palace, Kong Shuang nestled in Tongtian's arms and couldn't help but look at the huge plaque containing infinite morality - Biyou Palace, and sighed in his heart:

This is the Biyou Palace where all the immortals came to pay homage in later generations, the birthplace of a huge civilization!

However, Tongtian had not accepted any disciples at this time, and the Biyou Palace was empty and quiet. It was not that he did not want to accept any disciples, but the disciples he chose would always be looked down upon by his brother, and they could not stand it. He was not a saint yet, and not many people yearned for his teachings, let alone followed him and suffered his brother's contempt.

I didn't accept any disciples either. Of course, as a younger brother, Yuanshi naturally couldn't roll his eyes at his brother's disciples. I just didn't want to accept any disciples because I was too lazy.

However, Yuanshi, who was so picky, had already accepted an apprentice.

The apprentice's name is Nan Ji.

Nan Ji was inside the Tongtian Biyou Palace at the time. Seeing his uncle-master leisurely walk in with a ball of fur in his arms, he was startled and pointed at Kong Shuang and asked, "Uncle-master, didn't the teacher come back with you? How come you brought back a spirit bird?"

Otherwise, how could this spiritual bird enter Kunlun Mountain.

Kong Shuang narrowed her eyes and looked at Yuanshi's apprentice Nanji. He was a young man with a clean and handsome appearance, and he was not the Nanji Immortal with wrinkles all over his face, snow-white hair and half baldness that she had seen in New Year pictures in later generations.

She sighed a little, how could such a handsome guy become like that...

The three brothers only had one disciple, Nanji. Tongtian was kind to the younger ones. Hearing Nanji's confusion, he couldn't help but laugh: "Your teacher naturally came back with me. Why haven't you gone over to pay your respects to your master uncle and teacher?"

Nan Ji scratched his head and looked at Kong Shuang in Tong Tian's arms with some envy. He couldn't help wanting to touch it. He had always wanted to raise a furry little animal, but his teacher was too fierce and scary, so he could only think about it.

But now that his uncle-master has brought back a spiritual bird, does that mean that the teacher will agree that he can raise one too? Nan Ji’s eyes lit up.

Tongtian, an old fox who had become quite skilled, saw through Nanji's little thoughts at a glance, and couldn't help but smile, but didn't remind him maliciously.

Seeing Tongtian's smile becoming more and more amiable, Nan Ji became more certain of his thoughts. He bowed to Tongtian and left happily.

As soon as Nanji left, Tongtian's attention returned to Kong Shuang. Kong Shuang had already jumped out of his arms and was walking around on the ground, as if observing something.

Kong Shuang discovered that there was nothing in the Biyou Palace now. It was very empty. Even the boy serving on the side was transformed from the magic weapon "Water and Fire Gourd". He was dazed and didn't say a word.

She couldn't help feeling a little bored. This was completely different from the Biyou Palace she had imagined, where thousands of immortals came to pay homage. It wasn't completely different, it was not the same at all.

The Kunlun Mountains that she had always longed for were just like this.

Kong Shuang's claws scratched the smooth floor for a long time, and the crisp sound of silver bells resounded throughout the hall. Tongtian bent down and picked her up, and his slender and beautiful middle finger was slightly bent, tapping occasionally.

The bell seemed to have its own intelligence. It was very enthusiastic towards Kong Shuang when he was unconscious, but now that Kong Shuang was conscious, it pretended to be dead and did not move.

Tongtian sighed softly, remembering Kong Shuang's enthusiasm for him when they first met, and thought to himself: It is true that the magic weapon follows its owner!

Kong Shuang felt that Tongtian was more curious about her companion magic weapon, the Qingxin Bell, than she was about herself. After she was rescued by Tongtian, he had always been extremely interested in his Qingxin Bell and often knocked on it to study it.

Kong Shuang was very happy to let him study it. After all, she herself had never figured out this thing since she was born.

The Qingxin Bell was hanging on her foot when she was still in the egg. Although it was hung, it seemed as if it was grown on her body and could not be taken off no matter what. Therefore, she always suspected that this thing was the reason why she was reborn into the prehistoric times, because in her previous life, she had a very similar birthmark on the place where the bell was hung on her ankle.

It's a pity that compared with other people's companion magic weapons, such as the innate treasure Qingping Sword, the companion magic weapon next to her, it really has no effect. Its only function is to make her mind clear when she can't control her anger and falls into the devil's way. This is also the origin of the name Qingxin Bell.

However, this sole function of it has been replaced. The last time she failed to control her temper was when she first listened to the teachings in Zixiao Palace. The person who stopped her at that time was Tongtian!

Kong Shuang curled her lips and slapped Tongtian's fingers that were hitting the Qingxin Bell with one claw. How could a broken bell be as beautiful as hers?

Tongtian withdrew his hand and smiled slightly.

Although Kong Shuang now appears in front of people in her true form rather than in human form, after being together for a long time, he can still sense her thoughts from her actions.

Kong Shuang is unhappy again!

When it comes to Kunlun Mountain, foodie Kong Shuang has always had an obsession, that is the spiritual fruit that she has been thinking about so much. After a hasty farewell to the spiritual fruit, she misses it very much.

Kong Shuang fell to the ground and bit the corner of Tongtian's robe.

Tongtian understood and knew that Kong Shuang wanted to take him somewhere.

Tongtian followed the direction of Kong Shuangzhi and slowly walked to the vicinity of Yuxu Palace. In fact, for people like them who have reached the level of Golden Immortal, they can just turn into a gust of wind and arrive at any place in an instant. However, this is their own home, so it would be nice to walk around casually.

Kunlun Mountain is too huge, so it took a long time to walk there.

As soon as he arrived near Yuxu Palace, Kong Shuang heard the roar coming from Yuxu Palace: "You are so ignorant and unskillful all day long that you want to learn bad things from your uncle and even raise a spirit pet. I have been trying to teach you a spirit technique for hundreds of years but you still can't learn it, and you still want to play all day long..."

Perhaps Yuanshi was furious, and he scolded his disciples in a very loud voice, and the entire Yuxu Palace was immersed in a depressing atmosphere.

Kong Shuang looked at Tongtian embarrassedly. Tongtian's expression was still gentle and peaceful, without any anger or resentment, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and he was not the negative example that Yuanshi mentioned.

She thought he was probably used to it, so he didn't think anything of it, but she felt very sorry for him. She cursed Yuanshi in her heart and said that Zhunti Jieyin didn't cultivate his words, so he was not much better.

It was fitting that the brothers started fighting among themselves and the disciple defected to the West.

Kong Shuang's final destination was the spiritual fruit tree. Tongtian stood in front of the tree, frowning as he looked at the plump and delicious fruits. He hesitantly asked Kong Shuang in his arms, "Do you want to eat these spiritual fruits?"

Kong Shuang looked at him with sparkling eyes, full of anticipation.

Tongtian discussed with her: "Of course you can eat it, but this fruit is called Huangzhongli, and it is my second brother's spiritual root. If my second brother knows about it, he will be angry. Don't blame me for causing trouble for you."

It turned out that this was Huangzhongli, one of the ten innate spiritual roots. Kong Shuang was a little greedy, but thinking that it was Yuanshi's thing, she cursed Yuanshi in her heart. Now it was really not right to steal other people's things.

Kong Shuang swallowed her saliva, telling herself that she was not those shameless people in the West, so she would not do such a thing.

She raised her head, turned around, and stopped looking at Huang Zhongli.

The snow-white bird looked so cute that Tongtian couldn't help laughing. He waved his sleeves, took down two fruits, turned them in front of Kong Shuang, and asked, "Do you want to eat them?"

Smelling the fruity fragrance of the aura, Kong Shuang became even more conflicted, and then shook his head firmly, "I don't want it, take it away."

Okay, Tongtian chuckled and put it in his sleeve.

Kong Shuang then turned around and looked at the sleeves, feeling that she was tempting him.

The man and the bird were having fun here. Over there, Nan Ji ran out of Yuxu Palace with a sad face. To be exact, he was driven out. His teacher said that during the thousands of years he was away, his cultivation had not improved but regressed, and asked him to reflect on himself.

As soon as Nan Ji came down from Yuxu Palace, he saw his uncle stealing Huangzhongli. Actually, it couldn’t be said to be stealing, after all, his uncle was his teacher’s younger brother. How could he teach someone to steal his family’s things?

But the uncle wanted to use the yellow plum to feed the spiritual bird, but the spiritual bird didn't eat it and just put it in his pocket. He thought the uncle was too extravagant. The yellow plum is one of the ten innate spiritual roots. It blooms once every ten thousand years, bears fruit once every ten thousand years, and matures after another ten thousand years. There are only nine fruits in thirty thousand years.

The spirit bird was also ignorant of the value of things. It didn't even look down upon such a precious yellow plum. It was really sad. Thinking of this, he felt that he was not that miserable. The bird was even more miserable. It didn't even know how precious it had missed.

Kong Shuang, who clearly understood how precious the spiritual fruit that attracted him was, swallowed his saliva again. Seeing a figure coming towards him, he quickly pecked at Tongtian's sleeve.

Look, you stole your brother's fruit, and now his apprentice comes to you to ask for an explanation.

Tongtian waved his hand and called Nanji over.

In the entire Kunlun Mountains, there is only one youngster named Nanji. He is loved by the Three Pure Ones. Except for his serious teacher Yuanshi who is always mean to him, Laozi and Tongtian treat him as a treasure.

Tongtian usually liked to play. He usually stayed in Tongtian's Biyou Palace and was not afraid of Tongtian. After coming over, he asked directly: "Uncle Master, it's fine if you picked the yellow plums, but you also fed them to the spirit birds. If the teacher knew, he would definitely scold you."

There is another reason why he is close to his uncle-master, that is, his uncle-master is often scolded by the teacher together with him, so they can be considered friends in need!

Tongtian swiftly took out a yellow plum from his sleeve and placed it in front of Nanji. Although he didn't say anything, his meaning was very clear: I'm giving you a bribe, but don't let your teacher know.

Nan Ji blinked and accepted it without hesitation.

Tongtian asked Nanji to keep it a secret, of course he was teasing him. Huang Zhongli belonged to Yuanshi, so how could he not know that two Yuanshi had been picked?

Yuanshi, who was meditating in Yuxu Palace, felt something in his heart. After some calculations, he figured out what had just happened and couldn't help but curse: Prodigal brother!