When Elder Yu Cuifeng saw this, he thought it was actually a good thing, so instead of interfering, he told the other disciples at the time to come and watch the fun together.
This is how the next hundred years went on.
The monks did not reduce the amount of food they fed the cat, and even intended to cultivate it, but the cat's cultivation level remained at the foundation-building stage.
After all, it is an ordinary beast with undeveloped intelligence, and building the foundation is its limit.
One day a hundred years later.
A monk passed by a viewing pavilion and saw a cat basking in the sun on a stone table, motionless.
When I looked closer, I found that the cat had died of old age.
The monks buried him in the Sword Burial Garden, and the word "cat" was written on the tombstone.
In a history book of the Cangxia Sect, there is also a story about this cat.
Compared to the vast history of Cangxia Sect, this is a piece of text that has little presence.
In the Cangxia Sect, there was a cat that had lived for over a hundred years.
The cat left behind more than that.
Under the cat's training, the disciples' combat reflexes saw a qualitative leap. Some disciples even had a flash of inspiration upon seeing the cat at the foundation-building stage, and figured out a set of moves.
If a disciple is on good terms with a cat, the cat will go to the kitchen and bring the meat of a spirit beast to cook for the disciple.
There are also monks who, because of cats, came together by chance and became Taoist companions...
Lu Qing made a pot of tea at Yingke Peak.
After so many days, Geng Qiaoer finally put forward a request for a bulk order.
This bulk order requires only one type of material, but in large quantities.
For Lu Qing, all he had to do was move out the materials.
But Geng Qiaoer takes a long time to process.
Lu Qing finally had some time to rest.
However, there were a few red marks on Lu Qing's arm where he was making tea.
These red marks were naturally scratched by the foundation-building cat.
Yun Wan was holding the cat on the side.
The cat lay in Yun Wan's arms, neither moving nor making any noise, appearing to be quite content.
Yun Wan walked towards Lu Qing.
The cat also stood up and stared at Lu Qing.
Lu Qing looked at the cat and subconsciously dodged away.
"Master, try again, touch it!"
"No, it's going to scratch me!" Lu Qing shook his head and refused.
Yun Wan smiled as he smoothed the cat's back and laid it down in his arms.
"Good cat, don't scratch the master!"
Yun Wan patted the cat's butt.
The cat meowed.
Yun Wan approached Lu Qing again.
The cat began to stare at Lu Qing again.
"I'll make tea! I'll make tea!" Lu Qing stopped what he was doing and stepped aside again.
When he brought the cat out, it still did not attack Lu Qing. After confirming that the cat was not mentally ill, Lu Qing grabbed its scruff of the neck and brought it to Yingke Peak.
When he put it down, the cat turned around and pawed Lu Qing.
But when other people touch it, it lets them touch it at will.
Lu Qing always felt that the problem was caused by scratching the back of his neck.
So, Lu Qing was also thinking about finding a time to let others try to grab the cat's neck...
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