This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 307 The similar moon

Did he see it?

So he was lying before?

As soon as this idea passed through his mind, it was rejected by Ren Yidao the next second.

Zhang Mang had no reason to lie to himself, and he had checked before and found that his eyes were indeed blind.

So, by “seeing” he claims to mean…

"What do I look like in your eyes?"

Zhang Mang was stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised why the master didn't question him.

He prepared an explanation to Ren Yidao, but unexpectedly it didn't come into use at all.

"Well, I...Master looks like a waning moon in my eyes."

Zhang Mang knew that this description was a bit vague, so he tried his best to explain:

"Although I can't see a person's face clearly, I can determine their location because I can see their 'fire'."

"I don't know what that fire is. I just know that the more powerful the person, the brighter the fire."

"And Master's fire is in the shape of the moon."

"I saw Master before because I saw the waning moon that you transformed into."

After saying that, Zhang Mang closed his mouth uneasily, waiting for the master's reaction.

He hugged Dahuang tightly in his arms uneasily. Dahuang raised his eyebrows and closed his eyes silently.

Can he understand me?

Will he think I'm lying too?

Master... Master, he will definitely understand.

For this master who appeared in front of him and was willing to save him, Zhang Mang had begun to worship him unconditionally.

In front of him, Ren Yidao touched his chin and thought.

"The fire that everyone has is related to strength...soul fire? Or is it the fire of life?"

The details were not clear yet, but he did have a rough idea of ​​what this young boy was capable of.

A special ability similar to psychic vision.

"Did you have this ability since childhood? Or did you develop it after you lost your sight?"

"It should have been there since childhood. I could see some things when I was a child, but it was only after I became blind that I realized that I was different from others."

If it weren't for this ability, Zhang Mang wouldn't have found the woman on the city wall, and maybe he wouldn't have lost his sight.

Zhang Mang felt a little melancholy, but at this moment, Ren Yidao had no energy to care about his disciple's mood. He was analyzing the clues one by one.

Eye power is natural, but the effect is significantly enhanced after the demonic energy enters the pupils, and soul fire can be seen...

He suddenly realized that his disciple seemed to be something special.

Both of his parents are dead, he lives with his grandfather, he has a special physique, he seems to have been blind for ten years but he is actually gifted... This is the standard protagonist template!

He just accepted a disciple so casually and picked up a son from another plane?

Sure enough, this is the true explanation of all benefits and no harm.

I found the treasure.

"What about the woman you saw? What did she look like?"

Master believes it!

Zhang Mang finally let go of his worries and said quickly:

"That woman also looks like a waning moon, but looking back now, the color is a little different."

"Your waning moon is white with gold, while hers is white with red, as red as blood!"

Ren Yidao squinted his eyes, feeling that he seemed to have found the target he came to the East Wasteland to find...

"Blood moon?"

"Could it be you? The guy who calls himself 'Master Luo Yue'."

"I'm very curious, is it... true? Or false?"

……

……

"That figure..."

Gongsun Changshou walked quickly through the crowd with a sledgehammer on his back, looking around.

Originally, she found a stall in the center of the city to set up a stall, selling random items that were of no use to her, but were very rare "waste" to others.

Zhujianlu has a unique habit before casting. Regardless of the caster's level, he will use some scraps to cast some artifacts before formal casting.

Zhujianlu calls this process of hand training "waste weapon".

Whether it's swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks and forks, or even plows for plowing and kitchen knives for chopping meat, as long as the caster likes it, they can cast anything they want.

And since they are all cast, the casters will not waste it. They will try some techniques that have never been tried before, or give them some special functions.

Most of these waste devices will become weird because they carry too many whimsical ideas, and they will truly become unusable waste products.

The process of "wasting the weapon" allows the swordsmith to put away those bold ideas in his heart, and the subsequent formal casting will proceed as planned.

But there will also be a small number of "waste weapons". Because they are made by masters, even if they are not worth mentioning, their materials and quality alone are already superior to ordinary people's weapons.

Zhujianlu holds a "waste weapon" market every year outside the sect, and the disciples bring the waste weapons produced in the past year to sell.

Outsiders don't know the inside story of the "waste weapon" and only regard it as a grand event for the disciples of Jianzhulu to sell it to the outside world.

Monks often come here to hunt for treasures. Although most of them buy a pile of scrap metal, there are often lucky ones who pick up and buy powerful treasures at extremely low prices.

Gongsun Changshou has not returned to his sect to participate in such a fair for many years.

Well, she was an addict setting up a stall.

Just like what Gongsun Changshou said to Hu Wanwan before, setting up a stall is really just a hobby for her to enjoy the process.

As long as someone comes to inquire about the price, no matter what the price is, she can sell it after a while.

Even if you just give out a piece of rag, she can still find a commodity of "comparable" value from the pile of "waste".

It's a pity that there are not many people who know the goods, and most of the people who come to buy are just some residents of the city, who bought some ironware for daily use.

Fortunately, they were very careful about the price, and Gongsun Changshou enjoyed the process of bargaining.

But just now, after Gongsun Changshou half sold and half gave away a pig-butcher knife that he had made seventy years ago, she suddenly looked to the west with a feeling.

!!!

For a moment, Gongsun Changshou felt that he saw a familiar figure from behind.

A hateful guy that she had been looking for for a long, long time but could not find.

"Ayue!!?"

Is that Ah Yue?

Because the thing happened so suddenly, Gongsun Changshou was stunned for a full second. By the time she reacted, the other party had completely disappeared.

"Boss! This thing of yours is not good! Look, it's already broken. Why don't you make it cheaper? Huh!?"

whoosh-

The old woman in front of the stall originally wanted to continue bargaining, but the next moment the talkative stall owner disappeared from the place and rushed dozens of meters away.

Old woman:? ? ?

Her body was trembling, she threw the knife back on the stall, turned around and ran away.

goo.

Not only her, but the surrounding stall owners and onlookers were all shocked and sweating.

This sloppy-looking woman is actually an expert?

Gongsun Changshou didn't care what others thought. He didn't even have time to close the stall and rushed to the place where the figure had just disappeared and glanced back and forth.

"What about people?"

His mind glanced back and forth, but found no trace. It seemed that the sudden glimpse just now was really his own hallucination.

"Did I see it wrong?" Gongsun Changsheng didn't think it was because her eyes were dim, she definitely saw something!

Not caring about anything else, she flew directly to the sky and swept away her spiritual thoughts with a violent attitude.

This is a very arrogant behavior. If you don't have deep hatred, you generally won't do such an offensive thing.

The spiritual thoughts swept away, as if a huge stone was thrown towards a quiet pond, directly exploding the water surface and causing countless ripples.

The City of Ten Thousand Beasts was already close to the border of the Eastern Wilderness, and due to the special historical reasons of this place, the kings did not pay much attention to it. The people in the city were a mixed bag, and there were many evil people with notorious reputations lurking there.

At this time, many outsiders came because of the market, which was the largest number of people in the year.

Gongsun Changshou's move was a provocation to everyone. Some frightened birds who were already nervous were even more frightened, thinking that enemies were coming.

At this moment, countless people's expressions changed and they spoke angrily:

"who!!?"

"Who is spying on me!?"

"How can this guy be so ignorant of the rules?"

"roll!"

"Do you understand the rules!?"

There was an uproar for a while, and everyone denounced this guy for his domineering behavior.

However, they seemed to have forgotten one thing in their desperation.

A person who can spread his spiritual thoughts throughout the city does not seem to need to explain anything to them.

Gongsun Changshou also did the same.

At this time, she had no intention or time to argue with them, and directly shouted through her spiritual mind:

"Shut your mouth!!!"

boom! ! !

The violent divine thoughts spread around her, causing every monk who tried to fight back to feel shaken, and some even spit out blood.

At this moment, they realized why the other party dared to be so arrogant.

"Landscape!?"

"Is it a Dharma master? No, that's not right!"

"It's the Ancestor of the Transformation God!!!"

"No! Run!"

"Ahem! Ahem—"

"broken!"

Ren Yidao usually comes into contact with people above the realm, and he interacts with princes and princesses, which may give people an illusion.

It seems that monks who have transformed into gods and monks are walking around everywhere, and it seems that the human realm can easily cross into the earth realm... but this is not the case.

The cultivation level of the human realm is the majority of the cultivation world. Dharma Xiang can already be regarded as an expert and can establish sects in some small places.

Transformation God is an ancestor of the party, and is treated as a strategic reserve, and the dragon has no head or tail.

Most real monks are struggling in the world of cultivation.

Cultivation cannot be achieved by accumulating time. Many people are trapped in the layers of barriers.

They don't have a sect family to back them up, so they can only rely on themselves.

You have to fight for your skills, you have to fight for weapons, you have to fight for spiritual materials...

Cultivation is competition.

From the moment they set foot on this road, what awaits the monks is an endless struggle.

Ren Yidao can be a fun-loving person as he pleases because he has enough strength as a basis and does not need to consider too many other things.

If he doesn't compete with others, he has restrained himself.

Otherwise, if he really lets go of his bottom line and acts with the logic of the underworld cultivators that he saw in his previous life... he will become a nightmare for many people.

Yes, you can, but don't do it.

He found that routine too boring.

Do whatever you want, but there are no restrictions.

Cultivation, cultivation, moral cultivation...cultivation of mind.

The Shinto Sect's techniques are inherently idealistic, and he doesn't want his path of practice to become too boring.

Ren Yidao doesn't have much pursuit, he just wants to be an interesting person.

Be a free fox.

"Wow, so arrogant!"

Ren Yidao looked at the mighty Gongsun Changshou in the sky, turned around and taught his disciples:

"If you become rich in the future, you must not be like her!"

"If you act so arrogantly, you will be hated by others."

Although Zhang Mang couldn't see the arrogant person, he still recorded the master's teachings in his heart and nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, Master, for your teachings. Disciples will definitely keep them in mind!"

Seeing that he was about to kneel down at every turn, Ren Yidao shook his head slightly.

Although this disciple is smart, he is a little too cautious, perhaps due to his family background.

Our Shinto sect has a good family tradition, and these complicated etiquette can be discarded as soon as possible.

After you bring him back, you must teach him a lesson.

Ren Yidao was chatting with his disciples and didn't care what Gongsun Changshou was going crazy about.

He drove Gongsun Changshou away from the room last night. According to his speculation, the other party would not take the initiative to get in front of him.

"Let's go, let's take you to meet a few people. If you can't find me in Donghuang in the future, you can also ask them for help... Oh?"

Ren Yidao didn't want to get involved in Gongsun Changshou's affairs, but she didn't seem to want to let her go.

Gongsun Changshou, who was sensing with his eyes closed at high altitude, suddenly opened his eyes after noticing the familiar aura and rushed over!

whoosh-

"You still want to run away!!?"

She swung the sledgehammer directly at the wave that seemed familiar, and without even looking at it, she just smashed it over fiercely!

Ren Yidao:?

Gongsun Changshou rushed towards him very quickly, but Ren Yidao still had the confidence to dodge, but the problem was that he couldn't dodge now.

His disciple is right next to him!

Zhang Mang's body was too weak to withstand the intense torture. He didn't want to give up to a black-haired person so soon...

Moreover, on the first day he became a master, would he lead his disciples to escape?

Do I want to avoid her edge?

Ren Yidao took a step forward, protected Zhang Mang behind him, raised his hand towards the flying Gongsun Changshou, and grabbed forward seemingly calmly!

Zhang Mang couldn't see it, but at this moment, he saw a giant hammer falling from the sky, and the dim waning moon in front of him suddenly burst into intense light.

Not only that, the waning moon also changed, turning into a huge multi-tailed white fox, pressing the giant hammer with one claw!

boom--

The giant hammer trembled, and was actually slapped away by the white fox!

But in the eyes of the people around him, it was a different scene.

The handsome young man did not dodge when the fierce man who turned into a god descended from the sky, but frowned, and then he easily blocked the opponent's attack with one hand.

He even slapped the opponent directly and flew him backwards!

At this time, Gongsun Changshou also realized that the person in front of him was not the person she was looking for, and couldn't help but lost his voice:

"why you!!?"

Ren Yidao didn't answer in silence, and Gu Jing Wubo's spiritual thoughts spread directly throughout the city in a way more grandiose than Gongsun Changshou.

he asks:

"Fellow Taoist...what do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)