The Rural Life of the Dragon King in the Mountain Village

Xiao Xingyun had just used the Spiritual Rain Technique to bring rain to the entire hill, when the golden python came out and tried to get close.

The big yellow dog barked and tried to bite its tail several times, but was slapped away by the golden python.

Its small body is twice as big as the average native dog, but in front of the ten-meter-long body of the golden python, it is a full-fledged little brother.

Even if Xiao Xingyun often manipulates the dragon's energy, it still has no say.

The big yellow dog was so angry that he rolled around and secretly grinded his teeth, vowing to make this big spicy stick look good.

When the little sika deer saw the golden python, it was so frightened that it urinated and bleated around, unable to find the north at all.

Baa baa.

Master, run away quickly, this monster is so scary.

My neighbor's little cousin was eaten by such a big guy.

That scene was so terrible.

If I hadn't run so fast, I might have turned into a pile of dung.

But I was in a hurry and couldn't see the road clearly, so I fell into a trap and was caught by a little kid.

"Huh?" Xiao Xingyun suddenly slapped the golden python on the head to hide it.

The dragon ball on his chest was beating loudly, and a strong sense of crisis came from down the mountain.

Xiao Xingyun did not turn on the flashlight, but under the weak moon, he saw the figure of a Taoist priest rushing in his direction at an extremely terrifying speed.

If you look carefully, you can see that the Taoist priest can fly more than ten meters without touching the ground with his feet.

A distance of thousands of meters, and a few breaths of effort, we have arrived.

"This donor, you are so polite. Did you see anything strange here just now?"

The Ku Taoist looked around and determined that the trace of evil spirit was nearby.

Xiao Xingyun stared at the sad-looking Taoist and said warily: "There is nothing strange. If you want to say strange, you are the strangest."

The Taoist monk's breath was stagnant, and he almost lost his power. Is this young man scolding himself for being ugly in disguise?

The Ku Taoist said seriously: "Young man, I'm not joking with you. I feel a trace of demonic energy. Do you understand? Demons can eat people."

"What age is it, and there are still monsters? Do you think I haven't gone to school? Feudal superstition is beyond belief!" Xiao Xingyun didn't like this sudden appearance of the monster, which disrupted his daily life.

"You..." The Ku Taoist didn't want to argue with him, and was ready to find one on his own.

He just suddenly saw the big yellow dog with its majestic horns, and he was stunned.

I seem to have seen such a dog in some ancient book.

Animals that can be recorded in Taoist classics have special significance no matter what their purpose.

This dog is unusual.

Woo, woof woof.

The big yellow dog yelled at him and bared its teeth.

It sensed that its master didn't like the Taoist priest, so it barked wildly without a second thought.

The Ku Taoist was stunned for a moment when he felt a strange wind coming from behind him. Thinking it was a demon, he suddenly jumped into the air and jumped onto the nearest peach tree.

He turned around and was about to meet the enemy, but he saw a small half-sized sika deer. He didn't hit him, but tripped on a melon vine on the ground. He made a big splash and fell several times.

That scene was extremely embarrassing.

Baa baa.

The little sika deer is so wronged, why is he so stupid?

Not even a sneak attack.

I wanted to show off my bravery in front of my master, but ended up falling.

Wow, the master definitely doesn't like me anymore.

The little sika deer was so angry that its legs became weak. It crawled several times but was unable to get up.

Xiao Xingyun rubbed his temples, walked over, and helped the little sika deer up.

I have a headache. How did such a stupid little sika deer survive to this day?

If I hadn't met a kind-hearted person, I would have been made into venison hotpot long ago.

"You, this little sika deer, are also very spiritual." The Taoist monk stood on the top of a peach tree, wearing hunting clothes and looking like an expert from this world.

"So? You're standing so high, aren't you afraid of falling?"

"..." Taoist Ku couldn't take a breath and almost choked.

Why doesn't this young man follow the routine?

He has such great skills and such a high level, doesn't he express a bit of shock?

"Young man, do you raise these two pets?" The Taoist monk looked at Xiao Xingyun carefully and finally discovered what was extraordinary about him.

"Yes."

"It's not easy for you to raise these two spiritual pets. Who did you learn this skill from? Are you in the Ming Jin realm now?"

"I don't know if it's the realm of Ming Jin. Just say it is." Xiao Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief. This old Taoist couldn't see his true strength. He must be a stick.

Even if you are a master, you are not that high.

"Young man, you seem to have some hostility towards Pindao. In fact, I am not an outsider. Pindao's name is Ku Tao Ren. I come from Wumingguan in the back mountain. I am quite familiar with Wu Laoliu and Huang Huzi from your village. You

Did you learn this Kung Fu from them?"

"No." When Xiao Xingyun heard that the Taoist priest knew the people in the village, he relaxed a little and asked, "You just said that there is evil spirit here, are you serious?"

The poor Taoist said solemnly: "Of course. The beast has been successfully cultivated and has killed evil spirits. The merits cannot cover up the smell of blood on the body, which is the evil spirit. The poor Taoist happened to pass by and felt a faint evil spirit, so he wanted to kill the monster.

Eliminate demons and promote justice.”

Xiao Xingyun thought thoughtfully, the demon mentioned by the Taoist monk should be the golden python.

This giant python must have eaten a lot of creatures before meeting him, so it is normal for it to have evil aura.

As long as I don't eat people from now on, the evil spirit in my body will one day be eliminated.

"What about this dog and this sika deer? Are they monsters?" Xiao Xingyun asked.

"No, they are just more spiritual beasts..."

As soon as he said this, the Taoist's stomach rumbled again.

Xiao Xingyun picked two peaches and threw them to Taoist Ku.

"Eat the peach first to fill your stomach. There is no monster here. Even if there is, it is my pet. Don't interfere. If it hurts and eats people, I will kill it without you taking action. I will not let it go.

It does evil."

"That's it." The Taoist man understood.

No wonder the young man in front of me was hostile to him. He didn't feel wrong. There was indeed a little demon nearby.

But it’s actually this young man’s pet?

With his cultivation level, can he suppress the beasts that produce evil spirits?

He wanted to ask more questions, but the peach in his hand was so fragrant. He took a bite and his mouth was immediately filled with saliva. The rich fruity aroma bloomed on the tip of his tongue, creating an extremely delicious taste.

"It's so fragrant. This peach is delicious and has a bit of a spiritual fruit taste." The Ku Taoist was thirsty and hungry. As soon as he started eating, he couldn't stop.

Xiao Xingyun was not a stingy person, so he eliminated the hostility and said politely: "Eat whatever you want, pick it yourself after eating, and take care of yourself. Not only are the peaches delicious, the watermelons and apple melons on the ground are equally delicious."

"Thank you, you are a nice young man. Come to my Wuming Temple anytime, and I will make tea for you." After the Taoist monk finished eating the peach, he sat on the ground, opened a big watermelon, and his face was full of juice.

There is an old tea tree in Wuming Taoist Temple, which is said to be thousands of years old. It produces very little every year. It not only tastes great, but also has the effect of clearing the mind and calming the mind. It is the spiritual tea that people in the world dream of.

"Okay, I will definitely go to Wuming Taoist Temple if I have the chance." Xiao Xingyun said, feeling that the dragon ball in his body was still beating loudly.

Looking at the Taoist monk carefully, I found that he was carrying a cloth bag on his back, which was as big as a brick.

Could it be that the thing that made Longzhu so angry and disgusted was the fragment of the stone tablet?

"Taoist Priest, what are you carrying? It seems heavy?" Xiao Xingyun wanted to take the opportunity to inquire about the secret of the stone tablet.