This fox fairy is too inhuman

Chapter 412: Fighting or Not Fighting (Third Update)
"Uh, I..."

Being stunned by the sudden luck, Zhao Sanzhuang didn't know what he wanted for a moment, so he glanced around.

It happened to fall on Niu Tiedan, and a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes.

"Oh? You have a grudge against him?"

This detail did not escape Ren Yidao's eyes. He blinked and made a few gestures with his fingers.

"You want me to kill him?"

???

"No, no, no, I have no grudge against him, ah, well, it's really not a grudge..."

This rough man was a little embarrassed at this moment. He scratched his head, shrank his neck, and said sheepishly:

"It's just that the relationship between the elders in the family is not very good. When we were children, we went to the river to catch fish together and stole eggs from Aunt Wang's house. However, we grew apart later on. Now, for the sake of a place in spiritual practice... we are both happy. Became an enemy."

Having said this, Zhao Sanzhuang suddenly had an idea and thought of a perfect question.

It would not offend this expert, but it could also answer a question in his mind.

"Senior! I want to ask you something!"

"You say it."

Ren Yidao looked at Zhao Sanzhuang and probably guessed what question he wanted to ask, and shook his head.

"However, I don't guarantee that my answer will be suitable for you."

Zhao Sanzhuang nodded, took a deep breath, and asked firmly:
"Senior, do you really have to fight on your way to practice?"

This problem has been bothering him for a long time.

From the moment they entered the mountain gate, hundreds of them began to fight for the quota.

From a hundred people to ten people now, 90% of the contestants have become stepping stones for them.

But he doesn't understand.

Can't everyone really get along well?
Just like Niu Tiedan, we are from the same hometown, and even live next door, can't we just hug each other to keep warm?

Do we have to fight to the death?
"...Haha, that is indeed the problem."

Ren Yidao smiled and felt a little emotional for a moment.

When they first enter the world of spiritual practice, many people may not adapt to the law of the jungle and the strong, and will feel similar confusion.

Even he had thought about similar problems when he was still in the mountains.

However, the situation he faced at that time was more difficult. He would really die if he didn't fight, so he quickly adapted...

Looking at the confused Zhao Sanzhuang, he rarely thought seriously for a while, and then spoke softly.

Facing him, it seemed that he was also facing the confused and resentful little fox.

"Whether you fight or not, actually depends on you."

"In this world of cultivation, we compete for resources, secret realms, skills, Taoist companions... If you want to compete, you can compete for anything, and you can compete for anything."

Today I will kill people and seize treasures, and tomorrow you will exterminate families and sects, and everyone can have a bright future.

"But if you don't want to fight, others can't force you to fight."

"The husband does not fight, so the world cannot fight with him."

Like when he was in Demon Imperial City, he seemed to be fighting for something, but in fact, he was just a stinking troublemaker...

He doesn't compete with his peers for supremacy, he doesn't compete with chaotic parties, and he doesn't even compete with Huang Huang for power.

All he does is cause chaos.

All he wants is fun.

Friends, the fun is over!

"Of course, this has a crucial premise. You are strong enough and have the ability not to let others force you."

Ren Yidao himself is enough to crush the geniuses, his talents can attract the attention of the three parties, and his charm can win the favor of Huang Huang.

If he still messes around without these, then he will do something stupid and seek death because he thinks he can't die quickly enough.

"This ability can be one's own strength, or it can be status and power."

"Of these three points, strength is rare and power is hard to come by. Only status is easier."

"It is a good choice to join the sect. You can avoid a lot of trouble by hugging a group of like-minded people to keep warm."

Sect is a good model. It is a shelter that allows disciples to grow smoothly even if their strength is insufficient.

"The Sword Making Cottage is not bad. Although it is a bit hard and tiring, it doesn't place too much importance on one's background. As long as one is willing to work hard, it is still a good place to practice."

After saying that, Ren Yidao looked at Zhao Sanzhuang who seemed to have some understanding and nodded. "Okay, these words are not really any advice, just some insights."

"If you can't think of anything else, then I'll make the decision for you."

Ren Yidao lightly kicked Zhang Changquan with his toes and said with a smile:
"How about you help me take care of this fellow Taoist who is lying on the ground pretending to be dead in your iron workshop?"

Zhang Changquan, who was lying on the ground, twitched and didn't know whether he should get up.

"Of course, you don't need to interfere too much. It's enough to let him not be bullied and feel more of the friendship I mentioned before."

Finally, after experiencing a fierce ideological struggle, Zhang Changquan got up and whispered:

"...Junior understands."

He became more autistic.

The cheerfulness of that moment just now may lead to a lifetime of autism.

"Haha, thank you so much, fellow Taoist."

After arranging the small things, Ren Yidao nodded lightly at the three of them.

"Everyone, farewell."

The figures of the three of them disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, the clouds disappeared and everything returned to its original state.

"..."

The three of them, Zhang Changquan, who was awake, looked at each other in a daze, feeling that the scene just now was like an absurd dream.

"Just now, oh, forget it."

Zhang Changquan sighed, and finally looked at Zhao Sanzhuang with some envy.

This lucky guy really got lucky.

With that mysterious man's words, he will definitely have indispensable resources in the sect in the future.

As the person involved, Zhao Sanzhuang was in a daze at this time.

Not because of this bizarre experience, but also because of Ren Yidao's words.

It was because at this moment, Zhao Sanzhuang finally remembered where he had smelled the white smoke he had smelled before...

It's in a Taoist temple!
"Could it be that that person just now was indeed not an immortal?"

"But..."

God?

……

……

At this moment, the god in Zhao Sanzhuang's eyes was teasing the angry girl with a smile.

"Okay, haha, don't be angry. Don't you like this name?"

"roll!"

Haha what haha! You are the one haha! Your whole family is haha!
Seeing Yaoyue's resistance, Ren Yidao shook his head regretfully and turned to complain to Cang Lan:
"Hmph, do you think she is going too far? Help me persuade her."

"……snort!"

Okay, now I can’t even coax this out.

Ren Yidao thought for a while and decided to leave them alone first.

"Forget it, let's not talk about anything else. Let's go to Zhoucheng to take a look."

"After staying in Demon Imperial City for so long, I haven't had delicious food for a long time. If you don't want to go, you can wait for me outside the city... huh?"

Ren Yidao was planning what to eat next, when he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He slowly turned his head...

I saw two pairs of hungry eyes!

"..."

Not good at coaxing?
Ha ha.

woman!

　Asking for a monthly ticket——

　　Guess who you will meet in the city?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)