Chapter 1115 Don't Underestimate Yourself
To Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan's surprise, the giant beasts actually stopped as soon as Wuyou finished speaking.
Moreover, they kept nodding as they looked in Zhang Chengxuan's direction.
Their heads were very large, round tortoise shells like half a sphere, which Zhang Chengxuan didn't recognize.
What is this?
“Bixi, also known as Baxia, is said to be incredibly strong and likes to carry the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. They didn’t come here to become Master Zhang’s mounts; they want to help you achieve your goals.”
Zhang Chengxuan was skeptical, after all, the giant beast in front of him could easily crush him to death.
They are even larger than the Qilin beast.
"Opportunity knocks but once. Go ahead and do it. If you get trampled to death, we'll collect your corpse." Wuyou's tone was incredibly irritating, tinged with nonchalance and impatience.
"How dare you talk like that? Are you trying to put me in solitary confinement again?" Song Chunxue said to Wuyou. "Try to put it another way."
If Wuyou had eyes, she would definitely roll her eyes right now.
“Master Zhang, don’t worry, they just look big, but they’re actually very gentle. If you don’t believe me, go up to them and they’ll greet you.” Wuyou added in a low voice, “If they dare to hurt you, I’ll stab them in the vital spot.”
Song Chunxue looked at him and said, "Senior brother, you should go. This is a rare opportunity. You never know when you'll have another chance."
"Actually, I want one that's not this big, about the size of a stubborn donkey would be fine." Zhang Chengxuan hesitated for a moment. "Wuyou, can you let them go back?"
"No, if you miss this opportunity today, you may never have another chance like this. Think it over carefully." Wuyou went up and tapped Bixi on the head. "Look at him, what an honest and kind fellow. How can you bear to refuse?"
"Then, can they shrink?"
“Let me ask,” Wuyou circled around the several bixi, “Okay, wait a moment.”
The next moment, the four bixi, which were of different sizes, shrank to about half a meter tall, becoming much smaller.
But it still looks like it weighs around 100 pounds.
"Very good, very good." Only then did Zhang Chengxuan dare to walk up to them, raising his hand to gently stroke the tortoise shell. "Such a hard shell, how should I care for it?"
"Just put them in a remote mountain forest where no one goes. You can form a contract first," Wuyou said somewhat perfunctorily. "Place your hand on the leader's head, silently recite a few incantations, and this family of four will follow you from now on."
"Four?" Zhang Chengxuan was quite surprised. "Can I give some of them away?"
Wuyou wanted to scold him for why they had to separate. It was only because the whole family of four was with him that they all followed him. He was so indecisive.
Wuyou remained silent, and Zhang Chengxuan seemed to understand what he was cursing.
"Alright, alright, don't scold me. I was just asking casually," Master Zhang said with a smile. "How could I bear to break up a family of four? If we're going to raise them, we'll raise them together."
"That's good."
Zhang Chengxuan turned to Song Chunxue and complained, "I remember Wuyou was quite polite before, why is he so irritable today? You should discipline him properly."
"I..." Wuyou said irritably, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."
Half an hour later, they returned to their previous residence.
Lord Zhao asked curiously, "Why did it take you so long?"
“I’ve gathered a group of bixi, which has caused a slight delay,” Zhang Chengxuan said gently. “Sorry to keep you waiting. Where are we going now?”
"Bixi?" Master Han raised an eyebrow. "Is it something that looks like a tortoise and an elephant?"
"yes."
The Moon-Accompanying Immortal walked over. "You just said you collected a few. How many exactly?"
“Four, a family of four,” Zhang Chengxuan asked with some concern, “Master, isn’t four too many?”
"Haha, good, not too much at all. Don't worry, if you can't raise them all, I'll raise them for you." As he spoke, the Moon-Accompanying Immortal raised his chin at Daoist Han and Daoist Mojiang, "Sure enough, my new disciples have very good luck."
Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan exchanged a glance. Isn't every senior brother supposed to have one?
Lord Zhao sighed helplessly, "Forget it, even your senior brother doesn't have it. Do you think it's something everyone can get?"
He walked up to Song Chunxue and couldn't help but extend his hand. "Junior brother, it seems you do have some good luck. Today we're going to try our luck in the Giant Beast Valley. Zhang Chengxuan must have benefited from your luck. Why don't you share some with me?"
Song Chunxue touched the clothes with her palm. "How should we divide this? I think it's mainly because Seventh Senior Brother is lucky."
"Lend me your Worry-Free Pass for a bit, may I take it with me this afternoon?" Lord Zhao said with a smile. "Whether I can bring a good boy back this afternoon depends on you."
The others shook their heads helplessly.
Master Han coldly reminded him, "Don't be superstitious, superstition is unacceptable."
Lord Zhao ignored him, took Wuyou and held her in his hands, saying, "Wuyou, I'm counting on you."
“Alright, Lord Zhao, why don’t you listen to me and change your Taoist robe into a pink one? You’ll definitely get a good boy today.” Wuyou looked at Master Han. “Actually, if Master Han changed into a dark red robe today, he would definitely get what he wants.”
Master Han turned his head and couldn't help but look at his senior brother, "Wouldn't you say he's showing off his limited skills in front of you?"
“No,” the Moon-Companion Immortal shook his head. “He’s right. Today, dark red is indeed a color that can slightly change your luck.”
Master Han pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll go change my clothes."
Zhang Chengxuan leaned closer to Lord Zhao and Song Chunxue, "Tell me, among us, who is the most superstitious?"
"It's hard to say, but I'll just take a hunch for now," Lord Zhao said with a smile. "After all, we've all ascended to heaven, haven't we? The Worry-Free Sword has spoken, so what it says can't be false."
With that, Lord Zhao turned and ran into the inner room to change his clothes.
Song Chunxue glanced down at her outfit and whispered to Wuyou, "I need to go get another one."
"Take a beauty pill. The spirits in those valleys also judge people by their appearance. They all like young and beautiful women. You might as well become younger, at least slowly become on par with Master Han."
Hmm, that makes sense.
Although Song Chunxue looked much younger after taking the beauty pill last time, she couldn't truly maintain her youth in a short time with just the pill. She needed to take many beauty pills and supplement them with cultivation to gradually regain her radiance and youthful appearance.
After chewing two youth-preserving pills, Song Chunxue couldn't help but wonder, "Isn't it said that capable people don't judge others by their appearance, but win by their inner qualities?"
"That refers to the long run, but whether it's a human, ghost, or deity, shouldn't we judge everything based on appearance at first glance?" Wuyou said irritably. "Do you have the discerning eye to see through someone's past and present lives, and the weight of their soul?"
"Can you do it?"
"Hmph, what do you care if I can or can't? Anyway, if you can, you can easily reach this level, or even the ninth level, without your master's guidance." Wuyou said arrogantly. "Of course, even the big shots in the ninth level can misjudge people, so don't think too highly of others, but don't underestimate others either, and don't underestimate yourself."
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