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The nine-tailed red fox didn't make Changxia wait long.
I don’t know what Song Jia said to them, but this group of foxes actually came to die one after another.
Chang Xia didn't think it was because she was too full of hatred. After all, when she killed monsters in Chi Zhouhai before, she killed them all without any discrimination and didn't show any special care to the Nine-tailed Fox clan.
So these foxes shouldn't hold a grudge against her.
Xingyun, who learned of her thoughts: ...
He smiled and said, "Senior Sister is indeed a pure-hearted person."
Chang Xia casually raised his hand and killed another fox, saying nonchalantly, "You Buddhists always find all sorts of strange things to praise others."
The old monk was the same back then. She did a lot of bad things in Xiaoling Mountain. Bie Jingchun felt that it was a bit shameful for her to be a master, but Fan Huixing could still smile and say that she was clever and quick-witted, which was rare.
I spend all day thinking about how to roast the rabbits in the mountains and eat them in front of other Buddhists.
Xingyun suddenly said, "Senior Sister seems to be looking at others through me."
Changxia did not deny it.
"I just suddenly remembered your great-great-great-master."
She suddenly laughed: "You actually have inherited some of your master's true teachings."
After she finished speaking, she was stunned. In the past, it was mostly Zen masters and teachers who told her earnestly that she sometimes looked a bit like Zuo Qin. Now, has she reached the age to say such things?
The Zen master's death seemed to be a signal that those elders whom she thought would always be upright would gradually fade away, and she would have to start to become an adult herself.
Changxia felt it was new and strange, but also a little bit apprehensive, so she patted Xingyun's shoulder awkwardly and said, "Want to learn swordsmanship? I'll teach you."
Xingyun was a little embarrassed: "I use a stick."
Chang Xia said, "If you use a stick as a sword, you can also kill people."
The red foxes were great teaching materials. Chang Xia stroked the button Song Jia had given her and thought it was quite useful.
Help her lure the main force of the demon tribe here, so she won't have to bother wandering around to save people, and the pressure in other places will be much less.
The foxes were so kind-hearted. They served as her scarves, helped her earn merits, and now they could be used as materials to teach the younger generation. If she met them again after this time, she would definitely take special care of them and ensure that they left without any pain.
Nine-tailed Red Fox: Thank you!
Xingyun was a little dazed by the current picnic-like scene, which was somewhat different from the Chi Zhouhai he had imagined.
"Senior Sister, this is the consequence of opening the Four-sided Sword Formation."
If that were the case, why was Cang Xuan so on guard?
Changxia understood his doubts because she had gone through the same thing in the past.
She looked at Xingyun patiently: "This is my first time in Chi Zhouhai. I have just formed a pill, but I dare to chase and fight demons in the Nascent Soul stage. Do you know why?"
Xingyun thought for a moment and said, "Because Senior Sister is a master swordsman, she can cross the border."
Chang Xia said calmly: "You are wrong, because Bie Jingchun is standing behind me."
After all, what kind of demon in the world could hurt her under Bie Jingchun's nose?
"You think killing monsters is easy because I'm next to you. The Nine-Tailed Red Fox is good at illusions and can kill people without them being seen. But I can kill it with just one sword, which is not the case for others."
"Three hundred years ago, a nine-tailed fox infiltrated the Cang Xuan stronghold. It wove illusions in the stronghold's sleep, causing the cultivators there to slaughter each other. Three hundred Nascent Soul cultivators, forty-eight Out-of-Body cultivators, eleven Spirit Severing cultivators, and one Fusion cultivator perished in that battle, not to mention countless Golden Core cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators. The losses were truly devastating."
"And that fox is the direct descendant of the red fox I just killed."
Xingyun thought of the tragic death of the fox he saw when he came out of the ruins where he was hiding, and combined with Changxia's understatement at the moment, he couldn't help but hold his breath.
In Changxia's eyes, the fox demon that could cause such great damage to other cultivators and its more powerful elders were just a matter of a sword.
Fate is so unreasonable. Others work hard all their lives, but they cannot withstand a casual blow from those who are blessed by fate.
"For me, the Tribulation Crossing Stage is like chopping melons and vegetables, but there is only one me in Cang Xuan, while Chi Zhouhai has hundreds of Tribulation Crossing Stage demons. I can kill this one, but I can't kill them all. For those Tribulation Crossing Stage demons that I can't kill, killing other ordinary Cang Xuan cultivators is just like chopping melons and vegetables."
Changxia kills demons and monsters quickly, regardless of whether they are meat or vegetables. Even if the demons are weak in her eyes, she will not let them go easily.
Because she knew that the ants she didn't kill would become someone else's nightmare.
Xingyun looked at her in a daze. Changxia had already become famous before he was born, so he had no way of knowing whether his senior sister in front of him had been as helpless as most people in the world during the years before he existed.
Changxia rubbed the little monk's head. It was slippery, but not as good as Li Bai's.
"As soon as I left the mountain, I became invincible, but I never got to experience the feeling of being evenly matched. This is my regret."
The yellow-robed swordsman smiled broadly, like a very gentle elder.
"Don't worry, since the Zen Master asked me to lead you, I will definitely not let you experience such regrets."
Xingyun couldn't help but take two steps back and stammered, "Master... Senior Sister, that's not necessary."
Changxia looked at him with his hands folded, and Xingyun's momentum weakened.
“Will there be any danger?”
Chang Xia said, "Three quarters after a person dies, their two souls and seven spirits dissipate, leaving only one life soul to reincarnate in the immortal world. Therefore, as long as you can capture the soul within three quarters, you can be resurrected."
Her smile frightened Xingyun even more: "I just happen to know this soul-binding spell."
Zuo Qin taught her this spell for some years and she is very skilled in it.
If it really doesn't work, it would be a good idea to go to the Six Paths of Reincarnation Monument in the Immortal Realm and make a fuss.
After what happened last time, she felt a little addicted to it.
Being addicted to shortening one's lifespan is not a good omen, but if killing an immortal can relieve one's depression, it can also be considered as recycling waste.
Although she didn't know why, Zuo Qin said that there was no one in the entire fairy world who should not be killed.
Zuo Qin is always right.
In the next two hours, Changxia gave Xingyun training as she said.
Now she is Chi Zhouhai's target. She doesn't need to go around to provide support. The endless stream of demons will be attracted to her on their own. Changxia killed the demons above the Nascent Soul stage and left those with lower cultivation for Xingyun to practice.
The young monk had learned the basics of stick fighting quite well, but it was obvious that he didn't practice it often, so he was a little flustered at the beginning. Changxia watched coldly from the side, only giving some pointers at key points, and he gradually got better at it.
Changxia thought this method was good and thought about giving Li Bai the same one. But when he thought about his pretty little junior sister doing such fighting and killing work, he felt reluctant to let her do it.
It was decided to let her practice sword energy at Cangfeng Mountain first.
Changxia looked at Xingyun, whose face was covered in dirt, with disdain, and thought to himself, let Libai go out after a few years. Let him practice his swordsmanship better, so that he won't be in such a mess.
Xingyun had no idea that he had been disliked by others. He felt that he was in a great state now.
His spiritual power, soul, and body had all reached the critical point. If he stopped, he would never be able to get up again.
But he felt more excited than ever before.
It was a feeling I had never experienced before.
Buddhism is compassionate. In the past one or two hundred years, he had never learned to kill, nor had he ever fought with anyone.
At this moment, his stick pierced the enemy's chest, and the sword that came out of nowhere almost grazed his cheek.
Xingyun didn't feel scared, he felt excited.
He didn't know that walking on the edge of life and death was like this. It was so stimulating that his scalp was numb.
Only when all the enemies Changxia had chosen for him fell did the little monk lean on his stick, breathing heavily.
He looked at Changxia, and all the previous disguised obedience was gone. He finally showed the first real smile since they met.
Chang Xia looked at him coldly: "Are you not pretending anymore?"
Xingyun said, "As expected, nothing can be hidden from Senior Sister."
She knew it when she confirmed that Xingyun was really taught by the Zen master. As the heir trained by Xiaolingshan, there was no need for her to interfere.
There was something wrong with Xingyun's character, and she saw it the first time she saw him.
He only learned the first two types of culture: highbrow and lowbrow. No matter how he pretended to be well-behaved, he could not hide the arrogance in his bones.
This can also be considered as a disadvantage of Xiaoling Mountain being deified.
Those who are high above cannot see the dust of the earth.
"The Zen Master sent you here, but you didn't even bother to look at my information. Little monk, after all, I'm only the third best in the world, and even I don't have the patience to deal with you."
Changxia is her first name. As for her last name, it is a secret to outsiders, but a quick check on the Xiaolingshan Intelligence Network will reveal it. However, Xingyun, the direct descendant favored by the Zen master, does not know it.
She was going to be his teacher, but as a student she was unwilling to learn more about him, which in itself was a kind of arrogance.
Xingyun smiled sweetly, but his words were not so pleasant: "I studied the six supernatural powers of Buddhism for ten years and achieved the Samadhi. Among the five generations of disciples in Xiaoling Mountain, no one is more powerful than me. I just have a heart of glass. I only need time, not a new teacher."
Chang Xia nodded, "It's very good. Much better than Shen Siyan. It took him thirty years to learn it."
Xingyun's smile did not diminish.
But Chang Xia continued, "Do you know why Shen Siyan is not a Buddhist disciple, but he can practice it?"
She was rarely so mean, especially to a younger person, but the child deserved a beating, and since the elders were no longer around, she naturally had to worry more.
The swordsman gave a strange smile.
"Although the word 'Buddhism' is added to its name, this technique is not a Buddhist secret at all. It's just something a Zen master made up to appease children."
That child is naturally Qian Xiangyi.
Their leader was also a troublesome and unlucky child when he was young. In the past conversations between the master and the Zen master, the Zen master spent a lot of effort to let Qian Xiangyi practice with peace of mind.
Among them is the Six Supernatural Powers of Buddhism created for listening to gossip.
Qian Xiangyi didn't want to become an immortal. He was born into a wealthy family and had everything he wanted. In his understanding, becoming an immortal in the mountains would lower his quality of life.
There were no delicacies from the mountains and the sea to eat at any time, no shiny night pearls to use as night lights, and no various gems to play with as marbles. The population here was sparse, and the city was not as prosperous as the East. By the time the new clothes were handed to him for selection, he was already several days late for the group of playboys in his hometown. How could he live like this?
Qian Xiangyi insisted on going home, and the Zen master was troubled for three days. Suddenly one day, the young man came to him and asked, "Do you have any way to let people know what is happening outside the house from inside the house?"
Zen Master:
Qian Xiangyi said, "I noticed that Aunt Wang from the kitchen and Uncle Zhang who delivers the food every day seem to have a special relationship. But every time I tried to watch, they would push me aside, saying it's best not to meddle in adult matters."
The Zen master was silent for a moment, but that night he wrote down the prototype of the Six Supernatural Powers of Buddhism against his conscience.
Who would have thought that a world-famous martial art was originally created just to satisfy a child's curiosity?
"Have you ever wondered why the most famous user of a Buddhist practice is actually the head of another sect? Because it was originally created for him. However, this practice is so useful and is in harmony with the profound principles of Buddhism, so it has been promoted in Xiaoling Mountain."
Chang Xia looked at Xing Yun mockingly, not intending to let him go: "Guess how long it took Qian Xiangyi to learn this technique? It was only one night because he was in a hurry to go to the theater the next day."
She took out the sword from her storage bag and threw it to him, saying coldly: "Don't use the staff that the Zen master gave you for the time being. You are not suitable for it."
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