I secretly regretted my rash behavior just now. I should have gotten rid of it quietly instead of doing it openly.
In her opinion, this fox cannot be kept, as it will sooner or later make the master lose his mind and affect his spiritual practice.
The sooner the better!
"Beast?" Ling Huatian moved his fingers slightly, and the little fox Bai Chen in the distance automatically flew into his pocket.
His hand once again lovingly stroked the fox's fur, soothing her overly frightened little heart.
Bai Chen shrank his neck and stared at the jealous Hua Menglian with his slender eyes.
Just try it out, the best is yet to come!
Hua Menglian has already revealed her murderous intentions, so she must be more careful in the days ahead.
"Five years at the Cliff of Repentance." After saying this, Ling Huatian turned around and left without even looking at his eldest disciple again.
Hua Menglian covered his neck and dared not say a word, because he knew that his master was really angry.
If I continue to have complaints, it may not be as simple as going to the Cliff of Repentance.
She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at Ling Huatian's receding back with resentful eyes.
I secretly swore in my heart that I would skin that damn fox sooner or later.
Hua Menglian's gaze frightened the little boy Qu Jing so much that he shrank his neck. He suddenly felt that she was very scary, very scary.
He quickly went into his cave, fearing that the senior sister would call him.
After returning to the cave, Qu Jing curled up on the stone bed with lingering fear, feeling both scared and relieved.
What’s scary is that the senior sister is so powerful. She looks like a beautiful woman, but she actually possesses powerful strength.
He yearned for this kind of strength and hoped that one day he could become as powerful as that.
Fortunately, at least the little fox did not die.
After all, Hua Menglian was a powerful god, so he could endure the pain of severed fingers. Although it was very painful, he did not make a sound.
But as a beautiful woman, it is not acceptable to have a disability.
Thinking that she would never dare to show her ugly fingers again, Hua Menglian felt even more resentful.
I wonder if it can be reattached? I wonder if that piece of finger has been swallowed by the beast
Unfortunately, she used her spiritual sense to search for a long time but could not find the whereabouts of her half finger.
After Ling Huatian returned to the cave, he threw Bai Chen onto the cushion. His face was very serious and he seemed very angry.
"You possessed a fox. Did your habits change? You even learned to bite people."
Bai Chen hung his head, turned in another direction, facing his butt towards him, and didn't want to pay any attention to him at all.
Sometimes he thinks of himself as a vixen, and sometimes he thinks of himself as a disciple.
I am speechless.
"You still have a temper?" Ling Huatian actually thought that this little fox was very cute. He pulled her into his pocket again and stroked her soft fur.
Then he tried to persuade her earnestly, "Your elder sister is just a little too straightforward and speaks without thinking, but she has a good heart and means no ill will towards you.
Don't do this in the future.
She doesn't know you are her junior sister. If she knew, she would definitely love you."
Bai Chen could only chuckle in her heart at such words. If she was so kind-hearted, even the sow might have to climb a tree.
There is no one in the world with such a 'good' heart.
'I don't know how to love you', this sentence is so ironic.
It turns out that in the heart of this perverted master, his two disciples actually love each other very much, and the older disciple loves the younger disciple very much.
No, I must tear Hua Menglian's ugly face into pieces in front of my scumbag master.
That afternoon, Hua Menglian packed up her belongings and went to the Cliff of Repentance. When she left, she shouted a few times at the entrance of the cave, but Ling Huatian pretended not to hear her.
Hua Menglian left crying.
For a monk, five years is just a blink of an eye.
When some powerful people practice, they close their eyes, and it may take more than five years before they open them again.
Therefore, Ling Huatian's punishment of making her face the wall for five years was actually the lightest punishment.
But these five years have been very different for Qujing.
The first five years he spent in Nancang Sect was the transition period from childhood to adolescence. These years were crucial for him.
Bai Chen planned to make good use of these years to cultivate his relationship with him, accompany him in his growth, and provide him with all-round guidance.
However, just as Hua Menglian left, some bigwigs from the sect arrived at Piaomiao Peak.
Normally, they wouldn't dare to come, but today they mustered up the courage to come.
What were they doing here? Of course, they heard that their ancestor had raised another fox spirit.
These big guys are all powerful people above the Nascent Soul stage, and they are all over a thousand years old.
But compared with Ling Huatian, who is over 10,000 years old, he is still a child.
The big guys knelt in a circle at the entrance of Ling Huatian's cave, all with their heads hung, as if they had done something wrong.
But in fact, they did not do anything wrong, but instead advised their ancestors not to raise fox spirits anymore.
Fox spirits can make people lose their minds and affect their spiritual practice.
Thinking back carefully, it seems that there was no sect leader causing trouble in the plot. Even when these guys later knew that their ancestor had raised another fox, no one came to make trouble!
Bai Chen tilted his head and thought, so, these guys were all invited by Hua Menglian.
Just because she hurt her finger and because her master punished her, she wanted to use the power of the sect to eliminate the fox she hated.
Ling Huatian was so angry that his face turned red and white, and he really wanted to get out of the cave and beat them to death.
These little brats actually dared to interfere with their great-great-great-master. They are simply courting death.
Some of the disciples even burst into tears and said, "Please, old man, please turn back from your wrong path and stop being stubborn."
It is better to raise a well-behaved rabbit spirit or a goat spirit than a fox spirit.
The disciples kept making noise at the cave entrance, which was very annoying, but Ling Huatian couldn't really beat them to death, so later on, he simply ignored them.
But who would have thought that they actually knelt for a whole day and a night, meaning that they would not get up unless the ancestor gave an explanation.
Ling Huatian had no choice but to walk out carrying the little fox Bai Chen.
When the disciples saw that their ancestor had finally come out, they cried even louder.
"Grandfather! You finally came out. Please don't keep foxes anymore! Vixens are a nuisance!"
"Yes! Old Ancestor, if you really want to have a pet, I have a chihuahua here, and I will give it to you with great reluctance.
When it is upgraded, it can become your mount."
"Old Ancestor, if you don't have the heart to kill her, just send her back to Monster Mist Mountain."
"I think it's better to kill it. What if this enchanting thing takes a human form and comes back to enchant our master again in order to repay his kindness?"
"If that's the case, then I have to kill him."
"A golden fox with a nice tail, it can be used as a collar for a cloak in winter."
The disciples' talk became more and more outrageous, and they talked about various solutions. Most of them required the fox to die.
The more Ling Huatian listened, the more he felt something was not right. The cold air emanating from his body made a large group of disciples shiver.
The voices behind became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared. Everyone shut up and lowered their heads to reduce their presence.
At the critical moment, the sect leader had to step in. After everyone fell silent, the sect leader looked at his ancestor with a shy face and tenderness, then lowered his head.
"Grandmaster, can you please hand over the fox you raised to me?"
Generally speaking, the leader of a sect is a Nascent Soul cultivator. Strong ones who have reached the Spiritual Transformation stage must put aside worldly affairs and devote themselves to the Tao.
The Nancang Sect is no exception.
The sect leader's name is Kong Qing, a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage. He is over 2,300 years old and has a bright future of becoming a spirit. He has been the sect leader for a thousand years.
He is a shrewd man who devotes himself to the sect and performs his duties conscientiously.
He was extremely tall and majestic, with a strong aura. When ordinary disciples saw him, they dared not even breathe.
But in front of the old ancestor, he had no aura at all. When he spoke, he only dared to look at the ground and did not dare to look the old man in the eye.
Ling Huatian snorted coldly and held the fox in his hand tighter, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it away.
"Give it to you? Why would I need you to take care of what I raise
Get out of here, everyone."
Why did the entire sect know that I was raising a fox
Ling Huatian was very puzzled for a moment. After thinking for a while, he naturally attributed the matter to his eldest disciple.
I felt even more dissatisfied with her.
"Grandmaster, have you forgotten the lesson from the past? Don't worry, I will not kill it, but send it back to where it belongs.
In order to prevent it from coming back, I will erase her memory." The leader continued to plead with a shameless face.
"Grandmaster, you must think twice!" Elder Min also mustered up the courage to beg, "Foxes are lustful, raising one will ruin the Nan Cang Sect's customs that have existed for tens of thousands of years."
Elder Min is the master of Yaowang Peak, a middle-aged man, who is already a powerful warrior in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. He is quite old, more than 6,000 years old, and a seventh-grade alchemist.