A cat that lingers beside a saint

Night falls, and all is quiet.

In the past, when the night was deep and quiet, there would always be some eerie cries coming from the mountains and forests.

But ever since Wanling said she couldn't sleep because of the noise,

That day, Jinwu and Su Bai thoroughly explored the mountains and forests.

Since then, every nightfall, not even a single insect chirps in the entire forest.

At this moment, the moon hangs high in the sky.

According to past practice, this was the time when Su Bai would prepare to meditate and cultivate.

But today, for the first time ever, he didn't cultivate. Instead, he took small steps and slipped into the old Taoist's room.

The old Taoist had already sensed Su Bai's arrival long before he jumped through the window.

He didn't say anything, and just let Su Bai crawl into his bed.

Feeling a fluffy ball of fur wriggling around inside the blankets, the irritability I felt during the day vanished completely.

"You little kitten, why aren't you meditating and cultivating? What's the meaning of crawling into my bed?"

The old Taoist priest lifted the blanket, grabbed the back of his neck with one hand, then hugged him in his arms, and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Master, I felt that your emotions seemed a bit unstable during the day, so I thought I'd try to give you some guidance late at night when it's quiet."

"I think you're worried that your master might do something rash and commit suicide in a fit of anger, so you won't have to write a will for me, so that you can inherit this Taoist temple openly and legitimately," the old Taoist said, staring at him with annoyance.

Su Bai glared at him: "Nonsense! My filial piety is evident to heaven and earth. Even if I don't say it moved heaven and earth, it is definitely more filial than Nezha's. Look at Li Jing. If he died, would Nezha scoop up a handful of soil or dig up a shovelful?"

Tongtian was speechless. "Is this even comparable?"

Although it sounded a bit strange, he could feel Su Bai's filial piety.

But it makes sense, considering the cat has been with him since it was a kitten.

They weren't very willing to listen to the teachings, so the teachings were basically half-baked.

It's not bad that it's turned out this way now.

Although he was far inferior to his former disciples, he was still someone of note.

Just then, the old Taoist suddenly heard Su Bai ask, "Master, is that senior brother you mentioned still alive?"

The old Taoist priest didn't answer, but instead asked Su Bai, "What do you consider to be what it means to be alive?"

Su Bai crawled into bed, peeking out his head and tilting his neck as he thought for a moment.

After a moment, he said with a grin, "Being able to eat, sleep, talk, and run means you're alive."

The old Taoist priest laughed heartily.

Rough words are not rough.

Although it cannot articulate profound truths, it does express extremely simple principles.

"According to you, he should still be alive."

"Can I go see him?"

"Why are you looking for him?" The old Taoist was puzzled. Ever since the cat was brought back from the outside world by the boss wrapped in a Tai Chi diagram, the old Taoist had the idea of ​​not letting him go out again.

This cat is really energetic and mischievous.

The old Taoist priest worried that one day, even the Three Realms might not be able to withstand his torment.

"I want to see just how tough his body really is; I want to try it myself."

Upon hearing this, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but sneer.

It sounds nice, but if he were actually allowed to go, Su Bai guaranteed he wouldn't ask any questions about cultivation.

The old Taoist priest knew this cat's nature very well. He said he was going to ask for advice, but in reality, he just wanted to go out and fool around.

Although the old Taoist priest intended to confine him to this void, the cat was naturally restless.

If he were always kept by his side, it would only limit Su Bai's growth.

As long as he doesn't do anything wrong, let him go.

After thinking about this, the old Taoist priest pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, "If you want to go, then go. But I must remind you, it's best to go during the day."

Su Bai was taken aback.

He always felt that there was something more to the old Taoist's words.

However, the old Taoist priest's explanation was not clear enough; if he was asked to guess, he couldn't figure it out at all.

However, Su Bai was still very happy to have received the old Taoist's consent.

He jumped out of the old Taoist's bed and climbed up to the window. Just as he climbed up and was about to greet the old Taoist, a golden light suddenly enveloped him.

Before Su Bai could speak, he heard a gentle voice in his ear.

"Fellow Daoist truly keeps his word. I'll lend this cat to you for two days, and I'll return it to you with both hands after that."

……

The land of nothingness, Mount Sumeru.

This place is resplendent in gold and radiant with the light of Buddha.

The golden Buddhist light shone on Su Bai, making him feel warm and comfortable, even more so than the sunshine.

For a moment, he even had the thought that it wouldn't be impossible to stay here for the rest of his life.

But soon, Su Bai got up from the ground and carefully looked around at everything.

Although the Buddha's light shines brightly here, not a single Buddha can be seen.

All the light seemed to emanate from the Taoist priest before them.

The Taoist priest before me held a tree in his right hand, a staff in his left, and a bamboo staff tucked into his waistband.

Seeing that Su Bai had woken up, he smiled kindly, walked forward, squatted down, and gently stroked the fur on Su Bai's body, saying, "Young friend, I see that you and I are destined to meet. Would you be willing to become my disciple?"

"I have a master now."

"It's not about having many masters, but about having the best. If you become my disciple, look at this Seven Treasures Tree in my hand; it's not much worse than the sword around your neck."

"Look at this blessed pestle of mine. Your master was once knocked off his mount by this blessed pestle."

"In addition, I also have a bamboo stick with six pure roots. Carrying it with you can sever the three corpses and prevent you from being attached to the six desires, which is of great benefit to your cultivation."

"Aren't you going to reconsider?"

The Taoist priest looked at Su Bai with a smile. In his opinion, such a treasure would be a great temptation for anyone, and even the most determined person would not be able to resist it.

But as long as there is a flaw in his mind, it is enough to show that his Dao heart is not firm enough, and in this way, he will have an opportunity to take advantage of him.

In fact, long before Su Bai returned from the outside world, he and the old Taoist had already made a bet, betting on whether the cat would turn to Mount Sumeru because of this.

The stakes were the Six Pure Bamboos held by Su Bai and the Taoist.

The Taoist priest could use any means to bewitch Su Bai, but of course he could never use the divine powers of a sage to forcibly bewitch him.

The old Taoist priest intended to temper Su Bai's character in this way.

If he can resist even such temptations, then the old Taoist priest naturally has nothing to worry about regarding Su Bai's future state of mind.

Clearly, the Taoist priest had miscalculated. The allure of the magic weapon had absolutely no effect on Su Bai; in fact, Su Bai found it quite unappealing.

As for the reasons for disliking it, they are either too flashy or too monotonous, lacking any aesthetic appeal. Of course, the most important reason is that it cannot be used for surprise attacks.

Little Sword is so nice, he can even hold it in his mouth.