Deng Chanyu obtained an important item and immediately reorganized the work with her duplicates.
She was to bring the Zhiqilu to start the task of Qilin, this must pay attention to, Dragon can big can small, can rise, able to hide, Zhiqilu if do not care about Qilin wife's safety, direct run away, so vast a Hundun world, again want to find is difficult.
Deng Chanyu can't say, "I'm going to buy an orange, you just stay here and don't move."
Avoiding good and avoiding evil is a natural instinct of living things. Calm down, and it may be gone in a minute.
The task at Qilin Cliff should be handled as hot iron, and we must go there immediately to submit it.
The task to Jiuyi Mountain still relies on the moonlight.
The moonlight at this time is wandering aimlessly by feeling, almost entering the underworld. In fact, her eyes are not good, and her feelings are even more unreliable. The direction she is advancing is completely opposite to that of Jiuyi Mountain, and she can only turn back now.
The moonlight argues with Phoenix: "Legend has it that Emperor Shun died trying to eliminate the nine evil dragons in Jiuyi Mountain, and should this matter not be handled by you, Phoenix?"
The phoenix lightly brushes it off with a sentence: "The evil dragons are dead, and so is Emperor Shun. I wouldn't bother to save their souls."
The moonlight pauses for a moment and thinks again, then says: "It is said that before Emperor Shun was born, his mother dreamed of the Chongming bird entering her womb. Emperor Shun was born with a double pupil. This is the emperor of the human race to which your phoenix tribe has invested, right? Shouldn't it be you?"
The phoenix snorted, "The evil dragons are dead, Emperor Shun is also dead. I won't be performing any transcriptions."
"Buried dog! Amitabha, Amitabha, childlike words, childlike words." The moonlight pretended to chant two phrases of Buddhist sutras.
"Never seen such shameless person!" She said angrily and walked back, entering Xiang River and going to Jiuyi Mountain.
Deng Chanyu arranged for Nezha and the others to continue to sort out the earth veins in the Luoyi region, while she herself took Zhiqilu to Qilin Cliff to submit the task.
Nezha looked impatient, but in fact, he was indeed impatient. However, the task entrusted to him by Zheng was one that he could complete.
Now that the Bodhisattva's affliction has ended, most of the immortals have returned to their mountains to cultivate. Nezha is a real True Immortal, with countless magical weapons, and he can fight for a while even against Golden Immortals. Deng Chanyu had nothing to worry about.
"I'll be back shortly, don't slack off."
She rode the clouds away, actually turned half a circle and secretly returned.
Seeing Nezha smoothly and skillfully commanding the three big little girls and Qiongqi to work, well-organized, no problems, she finally set off for Qilin Cliff.
It was drizzling in the sky, and the moonlight had just retrieved that crucial bamboo, which seemed to be the "piece retrieval code," from the phoenix side. Now she was holding a staff in her left hand and a prayer beads in her right, wandering alone through the mountains of Jiuyi Mountain. She really did look a bit like someone who is "lighter on foot than on horseback with a bamboo staff."
"Please stop for a moment, sir, in front of you." The moonlight saw someone who seemed to be a mountain hunter from afar and ran quickly to ask for directions.
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About the height of an adult, with black stripes and a piercing white forehead, the tiger had just returned from hunting, its mouth clamped around a dead fox it had bitten. The sudden shout startled it, and it couldn't help but look back.
"Two-legged beast young?" The young tiger had already eaten enough today and didn't want to add another meal. Moreover, seeing the two-legged beast running towards it made it feel scared inside, as if an inexplicable trembling shook it from the inside out. At this moment, it just wanted to hurry back to its den.
Buddhism is a novelty for the current Hundun world, and ordinary people don't know about it. It's even more unlikely that a tiger with little intelligence in the mountains would know.
The tiger opened its mouth, revealing its sharp teeth, trying to scare her away, but the moonlight remained unfazed.
The moonlight simply stepped forward casually, and the tiger felt like the sky was collapsing. Its hair stood on end, and it dared not move a muscle. It was terrified to the extreme, and its heart was chanting, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"
The moonlight's telepathy is a divine skill, the sound of the Saint's heart is completely inaudible, Dushan can hear two-tenths, and Miro she can hear about seventy percent.
At this moment, hearing the tiger's thoughts, and squinting to look at it for a few more eyes, the moonlight realized that this person dressed in a tiger skin skirt was not a hunter? The voice was quite gentle, looking like a shy girl; she must have scared her.
The moonlight immediately revealed a kind smile: "Well done, well done, you are actually a female practitioner. I won't go over, don't worry, I am not a bad person."
The neck of the tiger with the dead fox stiffened, and it looked left and right, wondering who was speaking. Was there anyone else around?
The moonlight clasped her hands in a prayer and bowed: "Female practitioner, are you going back to feed your child? What a kind-hearted person you are. As the saying goes, 'A family that does good will always have blessings.' You have such good fortune and a generous heart. The monk admires you."
The Buddhist glow on the moonlight is too strong, even making the tiger scared to death, quivering with fear. It dared not wipe away the drool that flowed out of the dead fox's body.
The moonlight learned from his telepathy that the auntie in the tiger skin skirt was a bit scared, but the moonlight didn't take it seriously.
"Female practitioner, the monk would like to ask, do you know where Emperor Shun's tomb is? There should be a lot of bamboo around that place." She waved her bamboo staff and asked.
The tiger raised its head in confusion, "What kind of immortal are you asking me? I can't speak!"
The moonlight didn't explain the difference between her Buddha and immortal, but after hearing the heart sound, she realized that this female practitioner was actually mute.
Feeling a sense of melancholy, she thought to herself, it's truly pitiful for a person to have to carry a child and climb over mountains and hills to find food.
However, this auntie's body is well-toned, and the strong and powerful sound of her blood vessels suggests that she might be a cultivator like Chuan Wei or Wu Song, who chases tigers outside.
She was asking in a very polite manner from a distance of over a hundred meters: "The monk has a small skill. If the female practitioner is inconvenient to speak, it's fine. Just think and the monk can hear."
To alleviate the other party's fear, she struck up a couple of casual conversations.
"The female practitioner's body is really good. Must be exercising regularly, right?"
Exercising? The tiger was stunned for a moment, it couldn't understand human language, but since the moonlight was using Buddhist sound, it could understand the meaning.
Is going out to catch prey when hungry, a few days apart, considered exercise?
"Yes, it counts, the female practitioner is clearly an excellent hunter. However, the monk still has a piece of advice: in your daily diet, you should be scientific, don't go hungry and then eat full. Properly arrange your schedule and exercise should be moderate. The monk has seen many who over-exercise and then die from it, like that turtle. It doesn't exercise, but it lives longer than anyone else. Right?"
After a few idle chatters, the moonlight felt that her fear was dissipated, so she went straight to the point: "Perhaps we should get to the point, does the female practitioner know where Emperor Shun's mausoleum is? The monk has searched from the east to the west of this mountain head, wandering around for half a day and really can't find it."
