Chapter Sixty: Rakshasa Country

  Although Xu Kong didn't like the little fox wrapping itself around him, he absolutely wouldn't spout nonsense, saying that all the beautiful women of the Yaksha tribe were trying to seduce her.

  "Just recalling: 'I left the North Sea, and my true yuan was unfrozen, but I was injured by the cold air and had to meditate in a mountain cave for a day and night. By the second morning, I could move freely again.'"

  He brought a head full of darkness and evil from his previous life, Xuan Kong had long been fed up with the fame and fortune entanglements of the mortal world.

  He made up his mind to live a new life, and naturally didn't want to be distracted by trivial matters, so he built the Yuwei Caotang in Laoshan and lived alone. His heart was most suitable for cultivating Taoism. In just a few years, he laid a solid foundation, if it were Wang Qi, it would have been impossible to recover so quickly.

  Wang Qi felt that his senior brother was underestimating him a bit too much. He hummed a few sentences to himself, but didn't dare to retort back.

  One's own family knows one's own affairs, he may not know that Xuán Kōng is the master of this calamity who was born with thunder and lightning, but he knows that Xuán Kōng has a high-level Primordial Dao body, and his physical foundation is not something that can be looked down upon.

  He didn't give up and today he clung to the thigh of his senior brother, in the future when Xuan Kong becomes rich and successful, how could he forget his own junior brother?

  Xuan Kong said, "I've recovered my physical body and was about to go out of the cave when I saw that both sides of the mountain cliffs had been blasted with holes, densely packed like a beehive." When Xuan Kong woke up, he felt that the air here was surging with true yuan fluctuations, which didn't feel quite right.

  He poked his head in through several openings and peered inside, only to see that it was a group of powerful Yaksha tribe members inside the cave, still cultivating.

  Wang Jun wondered: "These aliens, it turns out they also want to cultivate!"

  Xuán Kōng didn't know what kind of calculation was going on in Wang Jun's mind, but he just smiled and said: "We humans are made by Nüwa Niangniang from clay, so our innate abilities can't compare to those of these alien tribes. They rely solely on their physical strength to achieve great things, originally they didn't know how to cultivate."

  "But we humans, although latecomers, understand the principle that heaven's gift is limited while the great way is endless. In just a short span of ten thousand years, many immortal sages have emerged, which is something those alien tribes who rely on their innate abilities cannot match, and they can only slowly begin to ponder their own cultivation methods."

  This little fox is the most insightful, she relies solely on a bit of inheritance from Qingqiu Mountain and doesn't know what kind of cultivation method can cultivate magic by simply swallowing the essence of the sun and moon.

  In her hands, ordinary people are no more than ants.

  However, once some of these ants have spiritual intelligence and start cultivating after understanding the principles of heaven and earth, the situation is greatly different. The best example is the Twelve True Lords of the Jingming Taoist sect, who in just a short hundred years, have already made a big name for themselves in the secular world.

  The thousand-year-old demon who was defeated under their Twelve Yuan Zhen Fa formation didn't know how many there were.

  The little fox can easily tease their younger brothers, but it's just that the younger brother himself is not making an effort to understand the Tao of the master. However, if the Twelve True Ones were to come in person, the little fox would still be inferior to the Godly Beneficent True Person who ranks lower, let alone the Great Cave True Person and the Inspector True Person who are among the top in the Jing Ming Dao.

  "Wang Qi asked: 'Big Brother Master, what kind of cultivation method are those Yaksha tribe people practicing?'"

  Xuan Kong raised an eyebrow and said, "I see that they are cultivating Buddhist Dharma, but the Buddha's light is mottled and impure, mixed with some dark devilish energy. This is indeed inexplicable."

  Wang Jun shook his head and said, "My father said that the Buddhist way of thinking is too extreme. If it's used for the right path, it's a Bodhisattva who saves the world; if it's used for the evil path, it becomes an evil demon that harms people!"

  Xuan Kong nodded in agreement, saying: "It's said that a single thought can make one a Buddha or a demon. In fact, the Buddha and the demon are one entity, just like the two sides of an object." As soon as he spoke these words, his mind was enlightened, as if he had seen through the most hidden truth in the world.

  Suddenly his head was splitting with pain and he couldn't help but let out a groan.

  The little fox and Wang Qi looked at Xuan Kong with concern, not knowing what had happened. But when Xuan Kong lifted his head again, he seemed to have forgotten what he had just said. He continued the conversation as if nothing was wrong: "I was standing at the entrance of the cave, peeking out, but I bumped into two mountain patrolmen, the Yaksha."

  Good night demon, teeth forest spear, eyes flashing double lights, shoulders carrying a steel spear steel halberd that makes the sea noisy, staring angrily at the mysterious sky.

  Xuan Kong was taken aback, these two yaksha were not weak in their magical powers and seemed to be the best among their kind. He didn't dare turn around and run away, facing the yaksha, slowly backing away, but those two mountain-patrolling yaksha didn't chase after him, just standing on the spot arguing with each other for a few sentences.

  That voice was like the cry of birds and beasts. Xuán Kōng learned a few sentences, and the little fox clapped his hands and said: "It turns out you can also speak the language of Yè Chā."

  Xuan Kong glanced at Wang Jun and sneered, "My Cliff Mountain Sect has inherited the Taoist tradition of Tian Shang Jiu Tian Ying Yuan Lei Shen Pu Hua Tian Zun from heaven. The knowledge in our sect is complex and I just casually flipped through some during my leisure time."

  Wang Qiyue listened more and more strangely, after all, he didn't know what those two yakshas said to each other.

  Xuan Kong Dao said, "Those two yaksha, one of them stretched out his hand to grab the steel fork and was about to tear my clothes apart and cook me in a pot to eat." Wang Qi shuddered and muttered, "Good grief, these yaksha are really not good things, they actually want to eat people."

  Wang Jun's eyes lit up as he listened, his body straightened a few inches, and he thought to himself: "If I hold power in the future, I will definitely restore order to the mountains and rivers, at least banish these man-eating evil spirits from my Great Song Dynasty!"

  Xuán Kōng seemed to have seen through Wáng Jūn's thoughts, nodded at him and continued: "And another yaksha blocked his companion, saying: This is the noble guest sent by the Little Princess of Běi Hǎi, even if it were the great king himself, he would have to treat them well. You must not offend the great king's guests."

  Xuan Kong finally understood that on that day, at the bottom of the North Sea, he had encountered the little dragon girl from the North Sea who had secretly run away from home. What was wrapped around his waist was not silk or ribbon, but the true dragon body of the little dragon girl when she transformed back into her original form - a white jade-colored divine dragon, which was as comfortable as a fish in water and did not feel the slightest bit of the piercing cold that people in cultivation would sense.

  "So, Little Princess of the North Sea, you haven't seen his true face either?"

  Xuan Kong shook his head and said, "How could that be? She is my lifesaver. Even in the midst of confusion, I still remember clearly that the little princess had a delicate face, a jade nose and eyes like pearls. She was just young, but if she grew up, she would definitely be a stunning beauty who could topple cities..."

  The little fox let out a snort, playing with the green silk on her temples, and kicked a foot at Xu Kong's leg: "You can continue dreaming, go see that enchanting fairy princess in your dreams." After she finished speaking, she transformed back into a small yellow-haired green-beaked fox and slipped into the carriage.

  Xuán Kōng didn't use his true yuan to protect himself, but the little fox was filled with resentment and kicked him, leaving a purplish bruise on his calf.

  Xuán Kōng hugged his legs and sat on the top of the horse carriage, innocently saying: "What did I say wrong?" He was still in a daze, wondering if it was because he didn't tell the story of his time in Yè Chā Guó clearly enough, which is why he didn't have that same feeling of clarity as before?