Chapter 113 Auction Artifact Donghuang Ou Appears
In the small village near the snail monster, the story of the snail girl has been circulating.
According to legend, there was a farmer who had no money to get married. He went out to work early in the morning and returned home at night. His life was very miserable. One day, he picked up a snail in the field and put it in the water tank at home, taking good care of it.
The next day, when the farmer returned home, he saw that white rice had been cooked on the stove and delicious dishes were placed on the table.
This continued for several days, and the farmer became determined to find out who this mysterious man was. The next afternoon, he finished work early and went home, quietly peeking inside through the crack in the door.
In the water tank, a young and beautiful girl came out of a snail shell and walked into the kitchen. Soon, she prepared a table full of fragrant food.
At this moment, the farmer pushed the door open and scared the snail girl. He asked her why she was so nice to him.
The Snail Girl sighed and said that she was originally the princess of an old snail king in the Emerald Lake. Because the Dog-barbarians occupied the Emerald Lake, several guards risked their lives to escort her out. When they arrived at this village, they died of thirst due to lack of water.
If the farmers had not been kind-hearted and taken her back home to the water tank, she would have certainly followed in their footsteps.
In order to repay the farmer, the Snail Girl secretly prepared meals every day so that the farmer would not have to go hungry after a busy day.
Unfortunately, her true identity has now been seen by the farmers and she can no longer stay.
She left the shell behind, told the farmer that there was enough rice inside for him to eat, and then flew away.
Because of this story, young men in the village who met the "Snail Girl" did not dare to expose her, for fear that if they did, they would lose their good days of having food to eat every time they returned home.
How could they have imagined that the so-called snail girl was actually an apple snail that migrated from a foreign country.
The young man who vomited out the pink eggs fell to the ground like the snail monster rolling in the flames, holding his stomach and crying out in pain.
The snail monster begged Wei Xianfeng desperately: "Master, please take back your magical power. Although I planted many eggs in their bodies, it was only for reproduction, not intentionally to kill them."
Wei Xianfeng watched as all kinds of skeletons rolled out of the house-sized snail shell, including human bones, dog bones, and sheep bones.
She shook her head and said, "Since you have killed someone, I cannot let you go."
The snail demon continued to plead with tears in his eyes: "Please let my children go home. I promise that they will only eat water plants in the future and will never appear in front of people again."
Wei Xianfeng felt a little soft-hearted, and saw the pink eggs on the ground out of the corner of his eye: "..."
The mirror with shattered consciousness screamed even more, transmitting intermittently: "It is here... it has no natural enemies... the more it reproduces... the water will be filled with its kind..."
Li Zhou has cut off the connection with the mirror, but his reaction when he saw the golden apple snail was deeply engraved in the mirror's mind. Things that the owner hates naturally cannot remain in this world.
Wei Xianfeng shuddered at the thought of the scene of the lake full of pink eggs. He quickly took the mirror, sped up the process, and burned the snail monster and its eggs to ashes.
The young man who vomited out the pink eggs stopped crying out in pain. His belly was pierced by the small apple snails. No one dared to get close. Wei Xianfeng moved the mirror over and burned all the eggs and snails that had been vomited out of their bodies.
Their bodies must not be left behind. If one or two apple snails are left in their bodies, there will be endless troubles.
In order to avoid the villagers' resentment, Wei Xianfeng informed them in advance of the rapid proliferation of the golden apple snail.
The villagers wanted to kowtow to her and begged her to burn the bodies quickly.
The raging flames burned away the stories of the past, and a new legend began to spread in the village. If a young man could not cook, he would attract monsters to parasitize him, so every boy had to learn how to cook from the time he could walk.
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After eating and drinking his fill, the swordsman Li Zhou rode his white dog leisurely back to Xili Mountain.
She didn't care how Princess Changning governed the southwest. She was a pure swordsman with only the sword in her heart.
Plus a little more to eat.
After all, man is iron and food is steel.
When she left, the villagers of Wangman Village chased her all the way to the border of Da Zhou, and knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times in the direction of Xili Mountain.
More people from far away arrived one after another, crying like a tearful person.
Nearly 100,000 people were crowded at the border, and those who didn't know would have thought it was a large army approaching.
Several border generals thought that the princess had been defeated and that the barbarians were coming again. After learning about the previous situation, although they said nothing, they secretly asked about how to send the child to the Duotian Sect for training.
That Sword Saint of Zhengyang who could subdue demons was actually a living god who had been granted an imperial deity title.
If you can become a disciple of an immortal, wouldn't you be able to bring your whole family to heaven as well?
Carriages drove towards Xili Mountain, groups of young men ignited their dreams of becoming swordsmen, and those who wanted to become disciples gathered at the foot of the majestic mountain gate, seeking the path to immortality.
The mountain gate remained tightly closed, with no intention of opening the door to accept disciples.
I heard that the Duotian Sect already has two disciples, one is the daughter of Sima of Sizhou, and the other is just a commoner's child, and there are no rumors that she is gifted.
The children of these generals, provincial governors, and powerful men puffed out their chests with pride. They had the noble blood of their ancestors flowing in their veins, had received a good education since childhood, were knowledgeable, and knew much more than the daughters of minor officials and common people. The Duotian Sect was willing to accept them as members, so what reason did they have not to accept them?
These young men are outstanding even among the wealthy and prestigious families. Before the Duotian Sect is even opened, they have already figured out how to learn the top-level skills, how to receive tributes from their clansmen, and which dog to take with them when they ascend to heaven.
No one expected that once this door was closed, it would take seventy-seven forty-nine days.
Although no one dared to break into the mountain gate, most people could not wait any longer.
The most pampered ones returned home complaining after a few days. Those who claimed to be persistent and determined also left in shame after living in the carriage for a while. In the end, the only ones still waiting at the foot of the mountain were the invisible people who were not welcomed at home and the children of ordinary people with no family background.
Behind the mountain gate, the Taoist Qi Ying and the Mohist Xing Can silently watched the scene over the past month, which had changed from being crowded with carriages and horses, like a market, to being sparsely populated with only a few kittens.
Among these people, there was a girl named Wang Sili who came from a wealthy family. She drove away all the servants in her house and stayed alone in front of the mountain gate. She tried to make a fire and cook, but almost set the forest on fire. Fortunately, there were two farmers' children nearby, one named Wei Yuan and the other named Zhang Da, who helped put out the fire.
In order to express her gratitude to them, Wang Sili took off her jade pendant and pearls and gave them to them. Zhang Da would have been fine with that, but she just refused to accept them. However, Wei Yuan just looked at her coldly, as if he saw through everything.
"Have you noticed that Miss Wang would look around at the hidden places from time to time, as if she felt someone was watching her." Xing Can said thoughtfully.
Qi Ying, who also came from a poor family, had the same expression as Wei Yuan, with a sneer on his face: "She is acting for Master Jianxia to show her character. People from these big families are always like this, scheming and hypocritical. What's the point of recommending filial and honest people? Ha! Miss Wei is right. Don't make friends with this person."
Xing Can touched his nose, not daring to refute her. He just glanced at the top of the mountain and said thoughtfully, "Since the master is not here, Master Swordsman is unwilling to accept disciples anymore?"
"Ever since the master of the sect went on a journey, the swordsman has become more and more lonely. If it weren't for the princess going to war, he would never have come down the mountain." Qi Ying sighed, "The two of them are indeed very affectionate sisters. They don't say it, but they miss each other. This sincere love is really admirable."
Xing Can nodded and said, "Master Sect Master and Master Swordsman must have many important things in their minds that we cannot understand."
"Looking around, there are only mediocre people like you and me. How can they feel at ease?" Qi Ying said, "But I don't think Master Swordsman is unwilling to accept a disciple. This long wait may indeed be a test."
"test?"
"That's right." Qi Ying said, "Master Swordsman's prestige is at its peak. Most people come to become his disciples just to take shortcuts. However, cultivation is not only about cultivating the body, but more importantly, cultivating the mind. If you don't even have this little bit of perseverance, how can you teach them?"
Xing Can suddenly realized: "It seems that those who left will not have the opportunity to become my disciples even if they come back after the mountain gate is opened. I just don't know how long Master Swordsman will test these people."
“Maybe it’ll be a month, maybe a year, maybe ten years, who knows?”
"Ten years? Isn't that too long?"
"Have you not noticed that the swordsman has reached the highest level of cultivation, yet he still repeats the boring and monotonous sword swinging every day? If he doesn't even have the patience to wait for ten years, how can he talk about cultivating the Tao?"
"According to what you said, Master Swordsman, this test is not only to screen out people with perseverance and determination, but also for their own good, so that these people will not find out that they do not have the qualifications after they embark on the path of cultivation, thus wasting their time in vain."
"You finally understand Master Swordsman's painstaking efforts."
"I am ashamed."
The two looked at each other, then raised their heads together, gazing with admiration at the almost invisible lone figure on the top of the mountain, their hearts filled with admiration for the boundless power of the sword. However, they did not know that the swordsman Li Zhou on the top of the mountain had just left this vest idle.
He went online once during the journey, and that was because he received a letter from the princess, saying that General Meng, General Dong, and General Xia had all collected many rare treasures from the caves of evil gods and monsters, and it was useless for them to keep them, so they wanted to give them to the Duotian Sect.
Li Zhou sent Bai Quan on a trip to retrieve the treasures they had presented (tributed), threw them into the treasure pavilion, and then went offline again.
The foot of the mountain was bustling with activity, but she didn't look carefully and thought it was a big market.
If baby Li Zhou didn't have more important things to do, swordsman Li Zhou might have gone down the mountain for a walk.
After professional publicity by Master Chen and the nuns of Yehe Temple, the rumor of the birth of the magic weapon has spread throughout Chizhou.
Master Liaochen personally delivered the Donghuang Ou to the Ciyu Temple outside Fujiao City, and the abbot of the Ciyu Temple, Yuanzhen, took on the task of auctioning the artifact.
In Chizhou, only Ciyu Temple can control this situation.
In more than a month, practitioners from Chizhou flocked to Ciyu Temple, and the room rates at inns in Fujiao City doubled.
Although Li Zhou was used to staying at home, she wanted to go out occasionally, so she quickly told Master Chen that she also wanted to watch the fun.
In order to prevent people with lesser cultivation from looking at her for a second longer, Master Liaochen spent a whole month making a tiger-head cloak that could conceal her aura, and a pair of tiger-head shoes.
Baby Li Zhou was wrapped in a tiger-head cloak and put on tiger-head shoes. Yue Niang had his hair combed into two small buns, one on the left and one on the right, like a pair of small dragon horns.
She blinked her big eyes and said to Yue Niang, "Mother, I'm leaving with the nun and will be back in the evening."
Yue Niang couldn't help but kiss her cheek: "I'll make you some milk tea when I come back."
"Mother is the best."
Li Zhou hugged Yue Niang, then followed Master Lechen, looking back every few steps.
Master Liaochen led her out of the door, glanced at the people coming and going, but still worried, so she bent down and held her in her arms, covering her little head tightly with a tiger-head hat.
Li Zhou, who had no idea that this was to prevent her presence from hurting passers-by, pressed himself against Master Chen's chest, listening to her rapid heartbeat and sighing inwardly.
The teacher is good in every way except that she is too nervous. It's just a matter of going out, she won't be scared.
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