Sheng Ning looked up at the emptiness before him, the moonlight falling on his head.
She blinked, and the previously cold and solemn atmosphere was completely shattered by her words.
"Master Kongwu, what kind of shampoo do you usually use?"
Kongwu had not yet answered her first question.
Hearing her suddenly bring up the topic of washing his hair, he shook his head, "This humble monk has no need to wash his hair."
Cultivators don't need to wash their hair or bathe. If their clothes get dirty, they can simply use a hand seal to clean them up.
Kong Wu's cultivation level is high, and he spends most of his time cultivating. Naturally, he also uses hand seals when bathing.
Sheng Ning nodded knowingly, "So perhaps Master Kongwu knows the location of the other two fragments of the divine soul?"
The topic changed again, and Kongwu's clasped hands froze for a moment before he finally spoke, "What is meant to come will come, Benefactor Sheng need not worry."
After hearing what he said, Sheng Ning frowned.
They will come when they are meant to come, but they will also come sooner or later, right?
If she's about to die and her spirit comes back, wouldn't that be the end of her?
Sheng Ning placed her fingers on her heart and let out a soft breath.
She had been worried about how she would save the world if the demons attacked and the pillar of heaven collapsed.
Fortunately, this advancement granted her a new weapon, which, although large in size, proved quite useful.
Thinking of this, she smiled and nodded. "The demon clan chief, Xianying, has been captured. We need to go to the demon clan... Hiss, I knew there was something I had forgotten."
He reached out and released Xuanming, which he had stored in his spiritual space before entering the bamboo forest formation.
Sheng Ning pointed to Xuan Ming, who was staring blankly at her, and said, "This guy has a relationship with Shi Yueyao. I'll use him to lure Shi Yueyao. What does Master Kongwu think?"
Even though I already knew that the person in front of me was quick-witted.
But when he heard her say that she wanted to take the Demon Lord Fishing Master Yueyao, Kongwu's eyes still twitched involuntarily.
He murmured a Buddhist chant, then said softly, "Very good."
Sheng Ning chuckled, "I thought Master Kongwu would advise me to lay down my butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot."
"So Master Kongwu was also a man of feeling."
There was nothing to say, only bowing my head and chanting the Buddha's name.
Crows flew overhead.
Xuanming, who had been standing there in a daze, blinked his eyes after hearing the crow's caw, as if he was just coming to his senses.
When he looked up at Sheng Ning, his eyes were filled with terror.
Sheng Ning pouted at him, "What are you looking at? Does the Demon Lord think I'm too charming and has become infatuated with me?"
If Xuanming weren't bound by the Immortal Binding Rope, he would definitely raise his hand to his forehead.
Taking a deep breath, Xuanming spoke in a deep voice, "Sheng Ning, narcissism is an illness, it needs to be cured."
Sheng Ning said "Oh," and with one hand lifted the back of his collar, preparing to pull him to find his senior brothers before entering the Demon Realm again.
When Sheng Ning was dragged into the Demon Realm last time, she was outnumbered and had to temporarily put down the baby-carrying vessel.
Although the demons' brains are not fully developed, they still know that the infant spirit is the ruler of the demon race and will not act recklessly towards him. Otherwise, the demons would have to fight the demons before they even started a war against the human race.
Now Sheng Ning has several senior brothers by his side, as well as Kong Wuzai, and he also has Xuanming in his possession.
Redeeming a baby in a tether is definitely not a problem.
Xuanming had never been carried on someone's shoulder in such a shameful manner.
Although his body was weak, he was still a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Sheng Ning not only bound him with the Immortal Binding Rope, but also carried him on her shoulder like a piece of cargo.
Enraged, Xuanming's already pale face turned deathly white. He gritted his teeth and said, "Sheng Ning, do you dare to untie me and fight me one-on-one!"
These words sounded familiar to Sheng Ning.
Then she shook her head and said, "I may not be very smart, but I'm not stupid."
"You think you can use reverse psychology on me? I'm still young and want to live a few more years."
Xuanming: ......
There's one swear word he absolutely has to use!
When Sheng Ning met Su Daiyuan and his group with Kong Wu and the other two, she hadn't even gotten a foothold when she felt a murderous aura rushing towards her.
She raised her head and glanced at Elder Qian and the others who were standing face to face with her fellow disciples, her eyes narrowing slightly.
"Elder Qian, why aren't you sleeping in the middle of the night? Are you holding a meeting with the other elders?"
Although Su Daiyuan and his team dealt with the situation very quickly, they did not leave any particularly noticeable traces.
However, the faint smell of blood in the air still reached Sheng Ning's nose.
When Elder Qian saw Sheng Ning arrive with an empty-handed companion, a sinister smile immediately appeared on his狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face.
"Well, Sheng Ning, I thought you had found some powerful backer, but it turns out you've found this fake monk, Kong Wu."
"Where are Xi Zhen and the others? Where are my Taixu Sect disciples?!"
The Taixu Sect became an empty sect overnight.
When Elder Qian learned that Xi Zhen and his group were crouching outside the bamboo forest, preparing to teach Sheng Ning and his group a lesson...
They didn't take it to heart.
Until the life tablets of several of his disciples in his room broke in two.
The once vibrant life tablet has lost its vitality, replaced by a deathly silence.
He then realized with a start that something had gone wrong.
Elder Qian rushed over with several members of the Taixu Sect, but he didn't see the corpses of the disciples. He only smelled a faint stench of blood in the air.
In that instant, Elder Qian almost drew his sword and killed Su Daiyuan and the others.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Sheng Ning, repeatedly questioning her, "I'm asking you, where are my Taixu Sect disciples?!"
"Sheng Ning, you've already messed with Qin Chuan and my sect leader, and now you actually... you actually..."
Elder Qian grew angrier as he spoke, his face turning a deep purplish-red.
If someone hadn't been supporting him from behind, he would have fainted from anger on the spot.
But before he could fall, he saw the indifferent expression on Sheng Ning's face, which made him so angry that his eyes rolled back and he almost died.
Sheng Ning genuinely didn't care.
She not only thought that killing Xi Zhen and his gang was a good deed, but now she also felt that eliminating Elder Qian and others was also doing a service to the people.
Holding Xuanming in her arms, she parted her lips slightly at Elder Qian and asked, "So? Are you going to kill me?"
“I’ve been cultivating inside for several days, and I imagine Xi Zhen and his group have been waiting outside the bamboo forest for many days as well.”
“If it weren’t for the tacit approval of you elders, how could they have stayed here for so many days, only to try to kill me right away?”
"What? You think the lives of your Taixu Sect disciples are lives, but my life, Sheng Ning's, isn't?"
“If Elder Qian is not satisfied, I, Sheng Ning, will wait here for you to come and take my head.”
That arrogant tone again.
When Elder Qian heard her last words, his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.
The other elders wanted to reprimand Sheng Ning for having no moral bottom line, but they saw him holding a divine weapon and staring at them with a cold expression.
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