take care of yourself

Ying Yao looked at his back in confusion, thinking: Isn't it just this life?Where can I go?

Zheng said that retreat is the real retreat. A few days ago, he was active in various hilltops playing cards. The Huashen and Dujie cultivators who walked cats and dogs also learned from it. They collectively pretended to be closed. Holding the jade card in his own hand, he couldn't feel where these people were. Zheng Chuan's little apprentice, Chang Jing, couldn't find his father and master, so he ran into Ying Ying with four little hooves in a panic. Remote arms.

Ying Yao was once again forced to take on the heavy responsibility of taking care of the majority of his juniors and juniors. He only felt sorry for his three apprentices, who had finally been taken over by his own master, and were divided by a large group of seniors who were older than him. He was aggrieved, weak and helpless, and did not dare to protest with Ying Yao, so he could only hide in his bed at night, biting a handkerchief and crying.

At present, Yingyao is the only person in the sect who can be said to be capable of fighting and is still sober. He handles sundries and teaches his disciples during the day, and at night he has to patrol the sect with his sword, claiming in name to check if there is anything Xiaoxiao, who has no eyesight, bullies all the sword cultivators in the world who have a mother's heart. In fact, he is guarding against the incidents of his own teachers who don't make people worry about, and are sneaked in by resentful monks.

Fortunately, among the magic weapons he brought back from the Tongtian Realm, there are also a few things that can be used as a large formation to protect the mountain. They are arranged layer by layer. At least the monks who are not as good as Ying Yao can't sneak in quietly, so after two or three patrols A month later, his job became to accompany the rescuer sword all over the mountains and plains looking for Furry to bully.

The tiger Nuannuan they raised in the animal control ring had regrown a fluffy, warm and beautiful fur in the three years since Yingyao left the sect with the Jiusu sword, but he still turned around and ran away in fright when he saw the Jiusu sword , the Jisu Sword probably got tired of the tiger's handle, and seeing it run away, it didn't chase after it. A white-haired fox was released.

In the side hall, there is also an eagle with the blood of Dapeng, a white fox who has cultivated his mind, and a carp that jumped over the dragon gate and turned into a dragon. When he was in the half of the Heaven-reaching Realm, Jiusujian had been graciously hooking up with the white fox, trying to persuade it to let him touch its tail.

Since the white fox can cultivate its mind, it will not be simply deceived by the Jiusu sword. At least it did not succeed when Ying Yao grabbed the Jiusu sword and left the side hall. It is probably because of this that it has been Never forget the white fox.

Ying Yao thought about it for a while, and felt that if he could persuade these three spirit beasts to join the World-Entering Sword Sect at this time, he would have more confidence in guarding the sect. Rely on one person's force to suppress all demons and monsters that may appear.

So he found a flat place to release the side hall, went in and ran three times, took out the cage that kept the three spirit beasts, put the side hall away, and went to find Zheng Mo with the cage on his back.

He originally wanted to find Xu Zhao directly, but he was worried that he was busy in the kitchen and would not have time to return his message talisman, so he went to find Zheng Mo first. Anyway, these two people have been together all day since they became a couple of monks, and they have not seen each other. Separated.

Sure enough, Zheng Mo was with Xu Zhao. His little junior sister still used a sword that looked like a spatula, but this time the shovel had spikes and serrations on it, which made it look very ferocious, making people worry about whether there was a spatula. Can withstand this shovel.

But she wasn't cooking with a spatula. When Ying Yao fell down, Zheng Mo was attacking a large piece of meat that was piled up in the yard. It couldn't be seen from what kind of creature it was. If it wasn't for a piece of blood-splattered raw meat, the scene of Jianguang Youlong Jinghong, this scene is indeed beautiful, but now probably only Xu Zhao can appreciate it.

Ying Yao found an open space in the yard and threw the three cages down. Perhaps Ying and Jiaolong had been spoiled for too long and lost their ambitions. Seeing this scene, they thought they were about to be blamed, and trembling while biting the railing of the cages. The white fox sat upright behind the railing, combing the hair on its tail gracefully.

Zheng Mo's eyes lit up when she saw him come down with three cages, she put down the bloody spatula sword in her hand, wiped her hands on the apron to meet him, and said with a smile: "Brother, what delicious food did you bring back? How to cook and eat... Let me see, roasted bird and stewed fish? Wow!"

Her eyes moved to the white fox sitting in the last cage, and she exclaimed: "What a beautiful fox! It's a pity to eat this fur. Why don't you raise it for a few years and peel it to make a coat for your brother?" ?”

The spirit beasts that can be put into the side hall by Ke Li at least have a human nature, and their bloodlines are also unusual. Even if they can't speak human words, it is still easy to understand what Zheng Mo is going to do, so they fight at the same time. Trembling, they turned their heads and looked at Ying Yao with accusing eyes.

Ying Yao didn't pay much attention to their gazes. His eyes moved from the bottom of the cage where the eagle's claws had pulled out the eight ravines to the panting Jiaolong spewing out a burst of flames, and then fell on the undisguised dragon whose tail hair was blown out. On the white fox, Zheng Mo, who was enthusiastically counting the ways of roasting birds, stopped Zheng Mo, who couldn't help laughing and crying, and asked, "I'm here to ask what they eat and how to raise them?"

Zheng Mo said blankly, "But I only know how to eat."

Ying Yao and her stared at each other for a while, and suddenly remembered that he didn't come to see Zheng Mo, so he quickly touched his forehead and asked her to tell Xu Zhao that he wanted to see his uncle.

Xu Zhao is a cultivator of the "natural" way, and together with the Dao Dao dispute, he took the opportunity to visit Xu Zhao and dragged his family to the site of Jianshi Jianzong, rented a small hill from Zheng Chuan, and lived in peace every day. Lying on a hill basking in the sun.

When it comes to taming beasts, there is almost nothing better than "natural" Taoist monks, so when thinking of subduing these three spirit beasts, Ying Yao naturally took up the idea of ​​Xu Zhao's teachers, but after all, he has been doing it all year round. Not in the sect, and not very familiar with them, it is not easy to rush forward to disturb, so I had to find the door through Xu Zhao.

Xu Zhao didn't know why he was still a little afraid of him, so he agreed and sold his father to Ying Yao that night, and then Ying Yao resold him to the three heads who were so angry by Zheng Mo's bloody movements The spirit beast that bumped into the cage accepted the job with a sad face——Ying Yao could see through the joy of seeing hunters hidden under his sad face at a glance, but he kindly didn't expose it.

"Naturally" Daoyu Beast really has a skill. One month later, Jiusujian licked the white fox contentedly. Of course, he was pulled out by the white fox with a flick of his tail. He built a nest on the mountain, pretending that he lived on top of Yingyao's head to show off his power to him. Jiaolong occupied a flat mountain top, carved out a lake with a flick of his tail, walked in the clouds and had fun during the day, and slept in the lake at night.

And for some reason, the intelligent white fox became interested in Chang Jing, who had transformed into a half-prototype and followed Ying Yao with four little hooves because he couldn't find his father and master. behind him.

Ying Yao grabbed him and gave him a warning, trying to use Feng Jian's transcending tribulation cultivation base to restrain the white fox a little bit, but things didn't go as planned, and instead, he was headbutted by the silly and sweet Chang Jing.

Where is Feng Jian's cultivation level? These three spirit beasts all made an oath to Dao, promising to guard the sword sect for thousands of years. Ying Yao saw that they couldn't be persuaded, so he gave up and turned his attention back to his chores superior.

After Chu Xiang and Chu Hang led their people to meet in Mount Emei, they neither fought the world apart nor summoned their subordinates to wave the flag and shout for themselves to charge into the battle.

Most of the monks who can be called the name don't know where they went, and they disappeared one after another. The Chuhang Xiaotiandi outside has long been regarded by the entire cultivation world as a restricted area where there is no entry and no exit. So far, no news has come out from it, only the earth-shattering aura fluctuations that erupt from time to time tell the world that there are still people killing people there.

The whole world of self-cultivation fell silent as if it had suddenly turned into stagnant water. Most monks could only stand on the shore and see the calm lake surface. They didn't know what kind of still water was hiding underneath, but it was precisely because of this that it was more heart-warming. He was panicked and restless, not knowing when and what would come out from under the lake.

More and more sects couldn't stand the atmosphere and announced the closure of the mountain, but they didn't have the courage to bring the nearby mortal towns under the rule like Jianzong. Mortals who understand what happened.

Ordinary people are more terrified than monks, and Yingyao receives requests from envoys who come to seek asylum from the sword sect every day.

How contemptuous people were of the way of "entering the world" in the past, how reassuring it is when monks and ordinary people are too busy to take care of themselves. He has far more mortals who seek refuge than monks who seek refuge with him. Of course, it may also be the reason why the Fengshan Formation of the World-Worshiping Sword Sect rejects all people with spiritual roots. Only mortals can see him.

Most monks still think that they are superior to mortals, at least in terms of status, so they are even less willing to mix with mortals, and they are happy to be free without dealing with them, and only concentrate on dealing with mortals who come to him for protection Messenger's request.

It is impossible to expand the range of Jianzong's closure of mountains. Most of the time, he mainly focuses on appeasement. After all, most ordinary people live in the relatively prosperous and peaceful Central Plains, and there are still thousands of miles away from the place where Chu Xiang and Chu Hang fought. No matter how big the movement is, it is impossible to reach them, but occasionally they will intervene.

For example, a mortal city that happens to be near a river whose source is Xixue Mountain has to look at the fluctuation of the water level and perform appropriate spells to avoid severe drought or flood, and then send a roaring message talisman to Chu Hang, Let him fight lightly.