Chapter 121: I feel itchy if I don’t kill someone for three days!

The spiritual energy in the small cave on Wangyue Mountain where Tang Sai'er lives is four times more abundant than that in the outside world. The amount of spiritual energy Cheng Long absorbs from practicing here for one night is equivalent to the total amount of spiritual energy absorbed from two days of hard practice in the outside world.

But because he plundered too much, the small cave heaven showed a tendency to shrink at an accelerated rate.

The next morning, Cheng Long was driven out by Tang Sai'er.

"Sister Shanjun, I am the mountain patrol god appointed by you. Where else can I live if not in the Little Cave Heaven?"

"Anywhere except the little cave."

"Are you trying to drive people away?"

"Yes, you go."

Tang Sai'er's face was dark. She had never expected that the divine general she recruited on a whim would have such a horrifying training method.

Just one night.

Two tenth of the spiritual energy in the mountain god space was plundered. Although the plundered spiritual energy can be restored after three to five days.

But this recovery speed is obviously not as fast as Cheng Long's speed of plundering and collecting spiritual energy. If she doesn't drive him out, her mountain god space may not be able to last even ten years.

Recruit Cheng Long.

It was the thing she regretted most in her life.

"Aren't you afraid that I might never come back?"

Cheng Long actually wanted to stay in the Mountain God Space. The experience gained from practicing for one night was equivalent to killing a hairy zombie. If he could practice for a month, wouldn’t that be equivalent to killing thirty hairy zombies?

Thirty heads a month means 365 heads a year.

With such efficiency in practice, who would want to go out and kill ghosts and monsters?

"Just seeing you gives me a headache. You'd better never come back."

Tang Sai'er ignored Cheng Long's dissatisfaction and turned around and walked into the cave.

Recalling last night when Cheng Long was practicing, the spiritual energy in the small cave quickly went into turmoil, and streams of spiritual energy vortexes flowed into Cheng Long's body like lotus flowers. She felt so angry that her teeth were itching.

If an ordinary person had been subjected to such a horrific intake, his tendons and veins would have been broken long ago.

Cheng Long, on the other hand, had no idea what moderation meant. His body had not suffered any damage at all, and the toughness of his meridians was far beyond her imagination.

No wonder Cheng Long has reached the peak of Qi training at such a young age, and is not far from the Spirit Transformation Realm.

When she cultivated to the Spirit Transformation Realm, she was already over sixty years old.

It’s better to drive this monster out and let it harm others!
The tiny Wangyue Mountain cannot bear it.

"Sister Shanjun, you can chase me away, but you have to give me some self-defense weapons. Aren't you afraid that I will die outside?"

"Or one will do."

Hearing Cheng Long's endless and shameless shouting, Tang Sai'er hesitated for a moment, turned around and threw out a jade slip.

"Well, I don't have any magic weapon, but I can give you a copy of the paper-cutting technique. You can practice it when you have time. After all, you are mine, and you must know my signature paper-cutting technique to turn a soldier into a soldier."

"Thank you, Sister Shanjun."

Cheng Long was overjoyed. It didn't matter how powerful the paper-cut soldiers were, as long as the thieves didn't escape empty-handed.

Looking at the graceful back of Sister Tiger, he wanted to subdue her and use her for his own benefit even more.

……

in the afternoon.

Cheng Long helped fill two jars of water, put the buckets aside, took a towel from Jingjing, wiped his sweat and walked to Master Yixiu, asking: "Master, are there any man-eating monsters nearby?"

"I think Mochizuki Sanjun knows more about this kind of thing than I do. Why don't you ask her?" Ikkyu put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, looking puzzled.

There are definitely no man-eating monsters within thirty or fifty miles, and he doesn't know what's further away.

"I was in a hurry this morning and forgot to ask."

Cheng Long scratched his head in embarrassment.

Wasn't he driven out of the small cave by Sister Shanjun?

I don't have time to ask these questions.

But what Master Ikkyu said makes a lot of sense. If you want to find out about the mountain spirits and ghosts in the Wangyue Mountain area, no one can compare to Tang Sai'er.

It seems I have to go to the pond and wait for the rabbit to come to me at night.

Tang Sai'er is very clean. Ever since the lake in Xiaodongtian dried up, she would come to the pool to wash herself every now and then.

"Ah Long, there shouldn't be many man-eating monsters in Wangyue Mountain. Even if there are, they are ignorant wild monsters that have escaped from other places. The Queen of the Mountain will not tolerate her own monsters doing whatever they want. Anyone who dares to eat people here must die."

Master Ikkyu was right. Mochizuki Sanjun was the leader of the rebel army when he was alive and could not bear to see these things. But if it was a mountain where the tiger demon was king, that would be a different matter.

Shanjun refers to tiger and mountain god.

If Wangyue Mountain had not been managed by Tang Sai'er, the orthodox mountain god, the mountain king occupying this place would most likely be the tiger demon nicknamed "Tiger Girl" beside Tang Sai'er.

Simu and Ikkyu chose to build a Taoist temple here because there are not so many ignorant mountain spirits and wild monsters here. "I'll go ask in the evening."

"Brother Long, have some tea."

"Thank you."

Looking at the female disciple who was the first to serve tea to the guests, Master Ikkyu felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

In the past, Jingjing would always serve him tea first, regardless of whether there were guests or not. But everything changed after A-Long moved in.

He felt like an outsider.

"Jia Le, you are such a fool. You didn't even know how to strike while the iron is hot. You just followed Simu to chase the corpses. Now, when you come back from chasing the corpses, Jingjing's soul will be taken away by A-Long."

Master Ikkyu took in Jingjing with the intention of bringing happiness to the family.

After all, he had watched this kid grow up.

But he would not force Jingjing because it was entirely up to Jingjing's personal will to marry or not.

"Master, drink tea."

"Go cook, stop watching."

Although he would not force them, Ikkiu still intentionally or unintentionally reduced the time Jingjing and A'long spent together.

Cheng Long didn't care about these things and never took the initiative towards Jingjing. Things like serving tea and water, washing clothes and folding quilts were all done by the maid.

After dinner.

Cheng Long took out the jade slip given by Tang Sai'er and probed his spiritual consciousness into it. Suddenly, a magnificent paper-cutting skill flooded into his sea of ​​consciousness, and the jade slip, shining with silver light, returned to its ordinary state.

"The art of making soldiers out of paper is derived from the Taoist art of making soldiers out of beans. When it is practiced to a high level, the soldiers created will not need to eat or drink, will be hard to be injured by swords and guns, and can be controlled at will when advancing, retreating, charging, and killing. In the past, Mr. Zeng used this art to defeat tens of thousands of Jin soldiers..."

"Anyone who practices this technique needs to prepare a quiet room and some seven-colored paper..."

"All things are ready, at midnight, in a quiet room, press the white and yellow..."

After understanding all the steps of paper cutting, Cheng Long's first feeling was that it was too time-consuming and he didn't really want to practice it. However, if he had too much free time one day, he could try to practice it.

But he would probably leave it to someone who was willing to practice this art.

He is a man who is used to being aggressive and likes to solve problems with his fists. He doesn't like to play tricks. He has only used the Seven Star Soul Nailing Technique once since he got it.

The most important point is that cutting paper into soldiers is of little help to him.

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Cheng Long felt something in his heart and came to the cold pond two miles away alone.

"What are you doing here?"

Tang Sai'er didn't give Cheng Long a good look.

The divine general could still sense that the mountain god was approaching. As the Mountain Goddess who had appointed the divine general, she could naturally sense that the other party was getting closer.

Therefore, after arriving at the cold pond, she did not take off her clothes and go into the cold pond to wash, but stayed on the shore, quietly waiting for Cheng Long to arrive.

"Sister Shanjun, I feel like I'm going to get itchy if I don't punish evildoers, so I want to ask you, which mountain nearby has man-eating mountain spirits, wild monsters, or bandits?"

Cheng Long didn't care about Tang Sai'er's expression. Although the two had not been in contact for a long time, he had already figured out Tang Sai'er's personality. She was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and was easy to talk to after getting to know her.

If I was really angry, I would have slapped him a long time ago.

"Three hundred miles away, there is a mountain called Broken Tooth. On the mountain there lives a nest of snake demons who are proficient in the art of transformation. They often transform themselves into beautiful women to lure passersby down the mountain and trick them into going up the mountain to devour them. If you have nothing else to do, go get rid of them."

After a pause, Tang Saier continued, "But those snake monsters are subordinates of the Lord of Queya Mountain. I'm afraid you don't have the courage."

"I have the courage, but I'm afraid I can't win." Cheng Long replied with a smile.

Tang Saier smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's a wild tiger, not on the same level as me. As long as you have the courage, you can kill it."

"Any more?"

Cheng Long trusts Tang Sai'er more. Since Sister Shanjun said that she can do it, then she can definitely do it. Comparing Wangyue Shanjun with the self-proclaimed king Ye Shanjun would lower Tang Sai'er's status.

"Yes, four hundred miles to the south, there is a group of bandits on the loose. Their hands are covered in blood. They kill people, take their souls, and draw blood and peel off their skin. Their crimes are too numerous to list. The leader is a sorceress who is proficient in evil magic. If you go to deal with them, you must be careful and don't capsize in the gutter. I can't afford to lose face like this."

Tang Sai'er is extremely powerful and has many eyes and ears, so many things cannot be hidden from her.

The snake demon she just mentioned, as well as the horse bandits who practiced evil magic, anyone who dared to enter the territory of Wangyue Mountain would be killed by her with the force of thunder.

However, these sinful demons and sorcerers all knew that the Moon-Watching Mountain Lord was not easy to mess with, and they never dared to approach this place.

"Sister Shanjun, are you worried about me?"

Cheng Long rubbed his hands in a mercenary manner, as if he was worried about me and wanted to give me some good stuff quickly.

"roll!"

Tang Sai'er was so angry that her chest hurt. She pointed at the monk's family and said angrily, "Get as far away as you can. I don't want to see you now."

This kid dares to open a dyeing factory if he is given a little color. We can't give him a good face.

(End of this chapter)