Chapter 58: The Northern Darkness Has a Kunpeng

  "Wasn't I helping you, so why are you scolding me?" Seeing Xuan Kong's prolonged silence, the little fox plucked up its courage and poked Xuan Kong's body.

  "Damn it!"

  Xuán Kōng returned to his senses, seeing a small fox with an innocent face lowering its head and scratching the ground with its toes. He couldn't help but feel a wave of sympathy in his heart. He didn't even bother to consider that she had secretly entered his sea of consciousness and flipped through his memories. Listening to her description: he had clearly lost all control over his body that day, which was most likely to attract external demons. If at that time he had used his true yuan to divert the energy...

  Then the Tianmo outside the domain will immediately break through the air and come, at that time, the one occupying his body is not Xiao Hu Li but the Tianmo outside the domain.

  This demon from outside the domain has a mysterious origin, no one knows where it comes from, and it only intends to be an enemy of cultivators.

  The greedy and lustful cultivator has a strong qi and blood, so he will descend from the dark to absorb the cultivator's Taoist practice to nourish himself.

  No matter how powerful and great one is, they cannot escape the entanglement of heavenly demons. The most famous example is when Sakyamuni Buddha attained enlightenment, the Great Demon Mara from the demonic realm personally descended upon him. He conjured up layer after layer of illusory realms to tempt the Buddha, but was ultimately seen through by Sakyamuni and had his heart demon beheaded with the sword of wisdom.

  From then on, the troubles of the three realms were resolved, but it was unknown why this had no effect on Xuán Kōng. Since his descent into the world and the start of his cultivation, he had never been free from the attention of the heavenly demons, who would occasionally send out a clone to bother Xuán Kōng.

  Xuán Kōng felt a little relieved that he had set up the Qiányuán Shén Léi, which could subdue evil spirits and demons, before his meditation. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened?

  He let out a sigh of relief, smiled and waved his sleeve, sending a set of Taoist robes flying out: "Put on some clothes first, you're human now, not a fox. You need to learn to love yourself!" He emphasized the two words "love yourself" quite heavily, still afraid that Little Fox would do something like that night again.

  "This dress looks pretty good."

  The little fox hadn't worn clothes before, but seeing others wear them, she imitated and put on a Taoist robe. However, instead of exuding an otherworldly aura, she revealed a strange and alluring charm. Her eyes sparkled with autumn waves, capable of luring out the three souls and seven spirits of men.

  The little fox put on its clothes and its body softened again, leaning against Xuan Kong's body, laughing: "Your expression just now was so serious that I was scared by you."

  Xuan Kong let out a wry smile, what else could he say? He shifted his body back slightly, his own little fox was still young and impulsive, couldn't get too close to this seductress. He sighed and said: "The person you've become is not the one in my heart, just someone who has saved my life like you."

  The little fox moved forward a bit and asked: "Did she also save you like I did?"

  Xuán kōng tuì wú kě tuì, gàn cuì bǎ shēn zǐ yī yuè, tiào dào mǎ chē shàng miàn. Wáng jūn jí máng xiàng shī fù xíng lǐ, gāng zhàn qǐlái pì guī xià de wèi zi jiù bèi yī gè jué sè hú xiān gěi qiǎng zǒu le, tā yě bù zhe nǎo zhǐ shì mō mō bí zi, gàn cuì tiào dào chē yuē hé wáng qī bì páng zuò le.

  Xuán Kōng told Wáng Qī a story about "Eight Great Kings" that day, and suddenly many puzzles in his mind were clarified. Today, he also wants to try again, telling another story related to the predecessor's Zhāi Zhī to see if it can work again.

  He recalled for a moment, then said: "That year I had just made progress in my Taoist cultivation and had mastered the art of controlling the wind. So I wanted to travel all over the world. Previously, I heard that there were the most strange people and events overseas, so my first stop was placed at Beihai."

  Wang Qi interrupted: "So Master Big Brother had been to Beihai a long time ago, how was it? Did you come to our Ninghai County?"

  Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "I was just passing by the North Sea coast, at that time I was full of curiosity, and didn't care about my weak magic power, so I rode the clear wind and flew towards the depths of the North Sea. I kept flying over the North Sea and entered a vast and extremely cold land."

  At that time, Xuan Kong still thought he was on the earth of his previous life, and his heart was filled with beauty.

  Hey, who says Americans were the first to reach both poles?

  Obviously it's me, Xuan Kong.

  He stopped his boasting and prepared to find a foothold on that vast icy continent, carving the six large characters "Xuan Kong was here" so that later generations and foreigners would have some evidence when they came to blows.

  "The result had not waited for me to find a good place, when I heard the sound of the continent 'cracking' and splitting into four or five pieces. From under the ice block, a giant Kun rose up from the sea water." Upon hearing this, Wang Jun asked: "There is also Zhuangzi's 'The Carefree Wandering' in my home, could it be that the Kun Peng written about there?"

  Xuan Kong nodded, but others didn't know that he was actually the reincarnation of Xuan Du, the legitimate disciple of Tai Shang Dao Zu and a great master. His records couldn't be false; if he said there were Kun Peng, then they absolutely existed.

  Xuan Kong had already left Beihai and flew to Beiming.

  That was a place even farther north than the North Sea, where even heavenly immortals wouldn't dare to tread lightly in the Northern Darkness. Yet, back then, Xuan Kong had dared to venture deep into it despite his weak magical powers. Now that he thought about it, Xuan Kong couldn't help but feel a lingering fear for his own audacity!

  "In the dark void, I recite: 'In the northern darkness there is a fish, its name is Kun. The size of Kun, no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; transformed into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of Peng, no one knows how many thousands of miles it is; angry and flying, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky!'"

  That great Kun floated up to the surface of the sea, spouting a column of water that shot straight up into the sky, and with a flip of its body in the water transformed into a gigantic Peng bird.

  At that time, Xu Kong was standing very close, covered by the shadow of the giant Peng. He saw clearly that the giant Peng's wings were spread out for thousands of miles, and on its sharp claws below, it grasped a thousand-meter-long dragon, just like an eagle in the sky grasping a small earthworm, which seemed insignificant.

  That dragonfly was covered in colorful glaze, obviously not an ordinary object, but being grasped by the giant peng bird, it didn't dare to move. It simply followed as the giant peng flapped its wings and flew straight towards the horizon...

  Xuán Kōng still remembers the feeling of Jiǎo Lóng's angry gaze sweeping over him, as if he had been targeted by a born hunter, making his heart tremble with fear.

  Wang Qi listened with relish, his whole body burning with excitement, and he almost wished to replace the Great Master standing in front of that chaotic alien creature.

  Xuán Kōng's mouth was shut tight and he didn't say another word, which made him anxious. He hastily asked: "What about the next part?"

  Xuán Kōng waved his hand: "Next, there won't be any birds..."

  "Has it been decided?"

  He used to like to sneak into the tea house in his hometown of Ninghai County and listen to the storyteller talk about stories of gods and demons fighting. However, these storytellers themselves were not very familiar with the world of gods and demons, and most of them were just passing on stories they had heard from others.

  Having finished this story, he set off again and didn't bring it up until he reached the next town.

  This is somewhat similar to the profession of troubadours in the West.

  Wang Qi was like that, every time he got excited while listening, Mr. would disappear. He attributed this bad habit to two words "eunuch", just like a man losing his bird, making people feel suffocated. Wang Qi waited with his eyes on Xuan Kong, fearing that his senior brother would also be like this, becoming the most hated "dead eunuch" of his life!