Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Although on the surface they shout "protecting peace in the three realms and six paths is the mission and obligation of those who practice Taoism", in the eyes of most immortal cultivators, there is actually a huge difference between mortals and them. Strictly speaking, it is like the cross-species difference between humans and dogs.

But since "watchdogs" exist in this world, their existence is reasonable.

Outside the Taohualing Cave on Chiri Peak, many people were standing there at this moment. Most of them had confused and anxious looks on their faces. They didn't know why the senior sister took Baijiu away at such a critical moment.

Lu Sang is right. This is a matter of life and death. Even if the relationship is not good on weekdays, it is not necessary to cost each other's lives, right? !

The disciples of the Medicine Pavilion were especially frightened when they thought of the brazen deeds they had done with Nan Fuguang. They wanted to go up to Nan Fuguang and ask for their senior brother, but from a distance, the mortal that the senior sister brought back was really -

It is really……

Where did this smiling tiger come from?

He didn't even say a single harsh word, but just by standing there he succeeded in making everyone unconsciously keep a distance from him.

Lu Sang was the bravest one to ask him for the person. They didn't hear clearly what he just said to her. They saw that the little sister had an ugly face and retreated quickly as if she was possessed by evil spirits. Now she looked confused and terrified. She stood there, rubbing the corner of her clothes and muttering: "How can we do this? This will cause trouble. Senior sister is confused..."

Now is not the time to talk about this.

There were some people in the crowd who were very insensitive. They pushed their way out. The fat boy with a chubby face flushed with anxiety. He shouted into the cave past the butcher: "Nan Fuguang! What are you doing? Return my brother to me! Isn't one Ruan Zhu enough? You plague god—ouch!"

Before he could finish his words, he was slapped hard on the head.

Xie Yunxing grabbed his belt from behind and lifted him up, his tone gentle but firm: "I didn't bring you here to say this. If you keep talking nonsense, get out of here."

Xie Hui suddenly closed his mouth, looking very unconvinced, and tried hard to breathe out through his nostrils.

At this moment, Nan Fuguang's voice came out from the cave: "Let them in."

……

As the crowd came in one after another, they deliberately kept a certain distance from the butcher who stood there with his hands behind his back.

The reason they gave themselves was that killing pigs involves killing too many lives and the evil spirit is too heavy, and they, the little immortals who have entered the Tao, cannot get along with such people.

Xie Hui rushed in first with his short legs, not caring about getting beaten, and shouted "Nan Fuguang, you vicious woman" -

"Big sister, you can't do that!"
"Let's go find the Sect Master as soon as possible!"
"Senior Sister Fuguang, you have always been at odds with Senior Brother Bai, but this kind of thing also depends on the situation. No matter if you have good intentions or really have a way to save him, don't be impulsive at this time and make things worse..."

The noisy voices finally quieted down strangely when they finally saw the scene inside the cave.

Nan Fuguang placed the moxa stick on the long couch outside. The elder brother in the medicine pavilion looked ashen, sweating profusely, half asleep, and mumbling something incoherent in his mouth -

It seems that more air is exhaled than inhaled.

Nan Fuguang turned a blind eye and brought out a wind chime-like object from the inner room and casually hung it on the rock wall above the couch. The wind chime shook violently, and the brass bells made a chaotic sound by colliding without wind. Almost at the first moment, the core part caught fire!
"Ahhhh!"
Baijiu let out a miserable cry, and his body arched upward in a stiff and strange posture!
"Ascending to heaven in broad daylight! Deceiving the world and stealing fame! It's all a dream!"

Everyone was startled, making frightened noises without knowing why, and took a step back. Nan Fuguang quickly took out a black cracked ore from his Qiankun bag and replaced the inferior talisman in the center of the wind chime. The inferior talisman was already charred when it was taken out...

The moment the Black Rift Ore was put in, the noisy ringing of the bells quieted down. At the same time, Bai Ju fell heavily back onto the bed, his face turned from gray to bloodshot, and he was gasping for breath!

The onlookers stared with their eyes wide open, watching in disbelief what was happening before their eyes.

Lu Sang stood in the crowd, lips slightly parted, hesitantly speaking: "Senior Sister... are you... saving him?"

……

Baijiu didn’t die.

"I will get rich after I wake up from the dream" glowed in the strange realm, as if it had truly drained away those terrible and twisted thoughts in Bai Jue's mind.

Baijiu's life was hanging by a thread and in danger, but he also gained unprecedented peace.

The crowd crowded in Nanfuguang Cave became silent for a moment and kept their mouths shut peacefully.

Sect Master Xie Cong and the elders of the Medicine Pavilion had come to check on Bai Jiu's condition. He had fallen into a deep sleep from which he could not wake up, and no one knew whether this was a good thing or not.
When he wakes up, he might face a new round of explosion crisis, but he can't just sleep like this forever.

Xie Ming, the elder of the Medicine Pavilion, patted Nan Fuguang on the shoulder, showing an indescribable expression to thank her for letting bygones be bygones. It seemed that he still had a vivid memory of the last time when Nan Fuguang and Bai Ju fought so hard that they almost demolished the sect's main hall.
Sect leader Xie Cong's perspective was very clear and optimistic: Although my Yuntian Sect was the first to die, my Yuntian Sect was also the first to remain alive.

Nan Fuguang's "evil little invention" once again became the "magnificent invention" that shocked everyone. Xie Cong snatched away the dusty design drawings she had pulled out from the corner, and hurriedly delivered them to the Immortal Alliance in Miyue Mountain.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and everyone had a subtle expression on their face. Xie Hui expressed the doubts in everyone's mind: "When Senior Brother Bai wakes up and finds out that it was Nan Fuguang who saved him, will he feel that he might as well be dead?"

Xie Yunxing slapped him again in response.

Xie Hui was forced to apologize to Nan Fuguang.

Lu Sang fell behind the crowd slowly, looking at Nan Fuguang with a red face, and stammered that it was not that she did not trust her, nor did she want to go against her, but she was in a hurry at the time and was afraid that something unexpected would happen again. Their master's lineage might be criticized in the sect...

"I'm sorry, Senior Sister."

The junior sister looked much more sincere when she apologized than that little bully Xie Hui.

In fact, Nan Fuguang completely understood Lu Sang's concerns. As a divine phoenix, the junior sister did get a lot of benefits but was also the first to be questioned when something happened. But in fact, she didn't care what the divine phoenix junior sister thought.

...She doesn’t care that the person she saved was dead, so what else does she want?

Next, Nan Fuguang seemed to have returned to her most familiar daily rhythm——
As the eldest sister of the sect, she teaches, teaches, and answers questions.
Only this time, the plan is to teach all the clumsy fellow students to create “I will get rich only when I wake up from my dream”.

The stock of Black Cracked Sky Ore is not much. There are thousands of people in the Yuntian Sect. Saving lives does not discriminate between high and low status, or the depth of cultivation. The current stock is definitely not enough for everyone in the sect to make a dream catcher together, so instead everyone can only use high-level talismans as the core as much as possible, and pray that if they go crazy, they will not be so crazy...
The shortage of dream-entering talismans and recording talismans directly led to several high-level talisman cultivators, led by Wuyou, becoming the sect's duty-bound slaves, and their daily tasks included drawing talismans as soon as they opened their eyes.

"I will get rich after I wake up from the dream" has become the Yuntian Sect's great mascot. It must be hung on the corner of everyone's bed. When the evening breeze blows at night, there is a chaotic sound of jingling from all directions of the sect. Nan Fuguang, standing on the top of Chiri Peak, feels creepy just listening to it.

The only benefit was that she gained unprecedented popularity and the respect and love (for a short period of time) from everyone, including the fools in the medicine cabinet.

"The Immortal Master Yunshang is in seclusion, and the eldest sister is holding up the whole world."
People say so.
She had completely forgotten that she was still cursing the three members of her sect for being a bunch of bad guys and being useless this morning.

The people in the sect no longer believed that she was in cahoots with Yan Jian and Lu Sang, and no one would yell out in front of them like they had lost control, "How can you be so useless when you can't even save a tree?"

——This point is also very debatable.

Nan Fuguang racked his brains but could not figure out how this "tree-saving mission" fell on the shoulders of a mere passerby like him.

……

The world of cultivating immortals now seems to have become tattered and full of holes, and everyone is in danger.

I don’t know whether the mortal world is gloating over this misfortune.

I should have gotten a copy of the West Coast's special edition of "Three Realms Insider" for mortals.

Occasionally, when he got a chance to breathe, Nan Fuguang would habitually run to the edge of the quiet pond and sit in a daze. Sometimes he would think about nothing, and sometimes he would think about the remarks that appeared on the mobile version of "Sanjie Bao Gossip" in the past few days, disappeared immediately the next moment, and would never remain on the screen for more than a quarter of an hour.

These remarks are all questioning whether the description in "Shatuo Split Sky Tree" is true, just like what Bai Jue said before he went crazy and Ruan Zhu said before he died.

【God existed.】
[The Shatuo tree that cracks the sky and withers is a demon tree. 】
【The tree withered twice.】
[The end of the world is an ice wall, and the universe and dimensions never existed. ]
【war.】
【scam.】
[The True Dragon and the Divine Phoenix worked together to briefly revive the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree.]

According to the current code "Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree", the world originated from a frosty wasteland, but it is not the ice wall that we have never heard of. The Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree is the origin of all things. Those who practice Taoism are blessed by the tree to have a sea of ​​consciousness, seek the way and ask their hearts. It was once polluted by an unknown source and turned into a demon tree. It was the real dragon and the divine phoenix who worked together to uproot it and wither it, and bring peace to the three realms and six paths.
But because of this, the three realms and six paths fell into the dilemma of civilization stagnation.
Today, people are waiting for the tree to be purified and revived.

That tree couldn't have withered twice.
Its essence is the source of Taoism, and indeed a long time ago there were ancestors who gained enlightenment and ascended to heaven under the tree. It should not be called a "demon tree".
The concept of "God" does not exist. The end point of cultivating immortals is to escape from the mortal world, overcome calamities, become an immortal, and become a saint. Becoming an immortal and going to the Pure Land of Bliss is the last step.
war?
What is war?
Nan Fuguang's thoughts fell into unconscious confusion, as if he was walking on a gravel road, although it hurt his feet, but he was walking peacefully, and then he suddenly stepped into the air and fell into an unknown place.

If everything is fantasy and fabrication, then why is the giant beast imprisoned deep in the Dayi Mine almost identical in appearance to the "giant beast" that the scholar once dreamed of and described in the letter: "The giant beast gnawed at the roots of the Shatuo Likong Tree until the tree withered"?
The water in the pond was calm, but Nan Fuguang felt a headache. In the confusion, the confusion began to become concrete. The pain in his sea of ​​consciousness was like an illusion at the beginning, and it was like the deep sea was surging and about to boil to the surface.

It hurts.

With a "splash" sound, a black fish jumped out of the clear pond water, splashing water onto the tip of Nan Fuguang's nose.

She was startled and trembled violently.

When she came to her senses, she found herself feeling weak all over, as if her blood had been flowing backwards without her noticing, and now it was suddenly flowing back down, her hands and feet were cold, and her cheeks were soaked with sweat.
The fear of being "startled" still lingered in her body. She had to open her mouth and gasp for air, and her body couldn't stop shaking...
It was like walking through the gates of hell.

A shadow fell behind him, blocking out the sunlight above his head. Nan Fuguang narrowed his eyes slightly and turned his head, looking up into the calm pair of eyes behind him.

"I'm going down the mountain," said the butcher, "to bury an old friend."

Nan Fuguang felt that although he did not mention it, his eyes were fixed on the sweat beads on her forehead. She raised her hand to wipe it away uncomfortably, and he looked away calmly.

The words "If you keep walking without making any sound like this, I'll hang a bell for you" were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back. She looked at the butcher and expressed with silence that although she did not object, she absolutely did not agree with him.

As if he was used to being judged by her hard gaze, the butcher twitched the corner of his lower lip helplessly: "I won't die on the road."

"Now the entire Yuntian Sect... Never mind. The entire cultivation world is in chaos, and the Guixing Pavilion has not agreed to use the 'Breath of the Underworld' to treat you."

"That?" The man waved his hand nonchalantly. "They probably can't take it out."

"what?"

"Nothing." Nan Fuguang was thinking about how to make him give up the trip at this time. This was really not a good time.

The world of immortal cultivation is in turmoil. Even the big sects are in such a state, and the small sects are even more short of successors, to the point that they are on the verge of closing their mountain gates and declaring bankruptcy... In recent days, the Yuntian Sect has been unable to take care of itself and has to continue to provide assistance to fellow Taoists from nearby small sects who come to seek help. Now, everyone is so busy that they have no time to rest.
If something happened to the butcher because he left the clan without permission, she might not be able to take care of him in time.

Perhaps the confusion on his face was too obvious, the butcher generously showed her the wound. The strange black hole showed no signs of expanding or healing. It just existed in a strange way, neither up nor down. Judging from the calmness on the butcher's face, he was ready to spend the rest of his life with this thing.

Nan Fuguang was no fool, she could sense a subtle atmosphere in the air and asked him if he was not going to return to Yuntian Sect anymore.

As expected, he smiled and said, "Not necessarily."

"..."

Keeping a blank expression on his face, even though he was used to this person's irresponsible speech, Nan Fuguang still couldn't help but feel a nameless anger rising from his stomach -
She herself was too lazy to find out what her reason for being angry was and what her original intention was. She just knew that she was not happy to hear that this person was going to leave and never come back.

How could he leave her alone?

She had gone to great lengths and almost had a falling out with Yan Jian to get him back to Yuntian Sect. Why on earth could he just leave like that and tell her in such a nonchalant tone that he “may not” come back.

Even if the river has not been crossed yet, this is considered as destroying the bridge, right?

Son of a bitch.

"Don't show that expression. I didn't mean 'The road ahead is long, so let's say goodbye'."
Facing the emotions of the person in front of him, the man's eyes were as calm as a clear pond in the morning, and it was unclear whether the smile on his lips was real or fake.
The tone was conciliatory.
"If you don't know, you might think that Yuntian Sect's senior sister is the kind of person who would be reluctant to let go of others."

Nan Fuguang pursed his lower lip, so what is going on now? The person who has been following him closely these days and even wanted to hang on his waist has become her?

She stared coldly at the butcher until he said "Oh" as if he remembered something, lowered his head and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve.
Nan Fuguang opened his eyes slightly wide and recognized that the handkerchief was indeed hers, but it was covered with spots and traces of rusty yellow blood.
The man handed her the handkerchief.

"I washed it carefully, but it seems that it is not clean enough... I will keep it."

There wasn't much of a command in his tone, just a suggestion at most... just as he always spoke like that.

Nan Fuguang lowered his eyes and glanced at the so-called "carefully washed" handkerchief with disdain. He recognized it as the one he had casually taken out of her body to wipe her face and hands after Ruan Zhu exploded in her arms that day...
She frowned and hid her hands behind her back in resistance, wanting him to throw it away immediately.
It's neither auspicious nor valuable, so why are you taking out all this junk to offer as a treasure?

However, at this moment, the image of this man squatting by the running water and carefully scrubbing the handkerchief, which was no bigger than his palm, flashed through her mind. She had just said the word "give" in her mocking words, and before she could say "I threw it away" three times, there was a strange pause.

The butcher seized this opportunity, grabbed her hand that was hanging by her side, and stuffed the handkerchief into her hand.

"Thank you for your care these days."

The slightly cold back of his hand touched his warm and dry palm, and the anger in Nan Fuguang's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

She still annoyed him.
But not angry anymore.

The soft handkerchief tightened in his hands.

"It's ridiculous to give something like this as a parting gift."

Not as good as pig intestines.

"You don't like it...you won't just throw this handkerchief away?"

“…I’m glad to know.”

"No, it took a long time to wash." The butcher chuckled, "You can exchange it for a bowl of wontons when you get down the mountain."

Nan Fuguang had a gloomy face and didn't say a word, but he didn't throw the inexplicable handkerchief at his face. Instead, he put it back into his arms.

The butcher left.

The Yuntian Sect's eldest sister's Taohua Ridge has re-established restrictions. Except for herself, no one else is allowed to enter and exit the cave freely.

……

That night.

Xie Yunxing came to get Nan Fuguang's special drink "I Wake Up from My Dream and Get Rich" and found that Nan Fuguang was the only one left in Taohualing. He asked casually, "Is this the secret to staying in shape? Is your butcher going to take a walk after dinner tonight?"

The man who was fiddling with the dream catcher didn't even raise his head. He just lowered his head and remained silent for a moment. The next moment, he calmly threw away a flattened brass bell and said, "No, he has something to do and has to go down the mountain first."

"Oh, you're not worried about him going down the mountain alone when there's so much chaos everywhere at this time... When will he be back?"

"..."

At first, Xie Yunxing didn't think anything was wrong. He fiddled with the scarred "Kingfisher's Nest" waist pendant of unknown origin on Nan Fuguang's desk and asked her where it came from.

No one answered.

In the abnormal silence, Xie Yunxing caught a glimpse of something wrong in the air. She raised her eyebrows, stopped playing, and finally turned her attention from the object in her hand to the person behind the tool table not far away.

The latter threw the third broken brass bell in his hand irritably and asked unhappily, "I'm not going back, what's wrong?"

The broken bell fell to the ground with a final soft ring, ending its life as a bell.

The second senior sister of Yuntian Sect winked at her senior sister and said, "Ri Ri, have you ever studied your horoscope? Is the corresponding marriage star in decline, or does the current year indicate that you are destined to be in trouble with love?"

"Just say whatever you want to say. I'm busy. Don't beat around the bush."

"I heard that most female cultivators who are single-minded in their emotions will eventually encounter emotional disasters of varying degrees—"

"You've read too many stories from the mortal world. Why don't you worry about yourself?"

"He's showing his aggression. It seems he's not very happy with the butcher leaving like that..."

"It doesn't matter. He can leave or not." Nan Fuguang said coldly, "It's not like I like him. Shut up."

Xie Yunxing stopped talking.

Nan Fuguang simply threw away the half-finished dreamcatcher in his hand and asked her angrily why she didn't speak.

"I started to seriously recall whether there are any male cultivators around me with the same peach blossom eyes, the type who are affectionate even when looking at dogs." Xie Yunxing said sincerely, "I will make a long list and avoid them later. You are right. I am also single-minded and afraid of being cheated."

"'also'."

"You're even worse off. You have two."

"Have you included Immortal Yunshang in this?"

"Hmm. Why doesn't it count?"

"..."

It seems that everyone is not blind, but they just dare not speak.

"I have no problem with the butcher leaving Yuntian Sect. I respect other people's fate."

"Okay. Okay. Put down the bell in your hand first. That's the last one."

……

It’s the fourth day since the Immortal Alliance issued the “suspended realm breakthrough” announcement.
It’s the fourth day since Yunshang Immortal Venerable was in seclusion due to inexplicable injury.
The second day after the butcher left Yuntian Sect.

Something big happened again in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

——The Jingtan Lake has dried up.

It's not just the Yuntian Sect.

There are also the Miyue Mountain and the Wuwei Gate ocean-going ships, whose masts have stood for thousands of years and collapsed in the air.
When Yuanhai Sect sank into the deep sea at the Guixu Sea Eye, cracks appeared on the Zhenhai Pearl.

I will not go into details about other small sects.

There was no announcement from the Immortal Alliance this time, probably because they could no longer issue a warning more serious than the last announcement.

Standing by the dried-up pond, Nan Fuguang was followed by the noisy disciples of the sect who were watching the fun. They had no idea what it meant that the "Sunshine Pool", which was now like a pool of stagnant water, shallow and beginning to become turbid, had become like this...

In fact, Nan Fuguang didn’t know either.

But judging from Sect Leader Xie Cong's pale face and unprecedented panic-stricken look, the rumor that "under the Jingtan is the spiritual vein of Sect Leader Yuntian" might be true.

To this day...

It is unclear which one of the Yuntian Sect and the immortal cultivation world will be destroyed first.

(End of this chapter)