Using both carrot and stick was always the only way to control his subordinates. If he blindly threatened them, it would be easy for them to retaliate. In the upcoming journey, there were still many places where this "one ear" would be of use. This little favor was just to keep him motivated.
After undergoing nirvāṇa rebirth, Li Qingshan gained a deeper comprehension of the Phoenix's Scripture of Nirvāṇa. Healing Goldie A 'bao's wounds did not actually take up too much of his strength. All he did was stimulate his life force's potential in an ingenious manner, speeding up his recovery.
However, this kind of stimulation could not be overdone. Otherwise, it would overdraft one's life force, and there would be great side effects. It was normal to lose eight to ten years of one's lifespan.
"Once you're done, let's go!"
Li Qingshan looked behind him. In the dark forest, there was a faintly discernible path that extended into the depths of the forest. He had a feeling that things were not over yet!
Goldie A 'bao originally wanted to dissuade him. Traveling through the forest at night was not a wise choice. Not only were there nocturnal venomous insects and ferocious beasts, but the path would also become extremely difficult to traverse.
However, when he followed Li Qingshan's gaze, all he saw was deep darkness. His heart shivered for some reason. The Bone Eating tribe did not only consist of a measly dozen or so people, and they were renowned for being vengeful.
If anyone dared to kill their people, not only that person, but even the entire clan would be annihilated. Now that so many people had been injured, they would probably come out in full force to take revenge. A single shaman was already so terrifying. If there were over a hundred of them, probably even the "strange infant" would not be able to stop them.
When the words came to his mouth, they became, "Yes, Sir!" He picked up the bamboo basket and rushed off in the direction of the Fragrant Flower market. As long as he made it there, he would receive the protection of the Fragrant Flower clan. Even the Bone Eating tribe would not dare to act recklessly.
A gust of wind blew through the sea of trees, rustling loudly. Like the waves of the sea. Tens of thousands of tree branches waved, and the tree seemed to have turned into a monster that wanted to devour people.
Goldie A 'bao widened his eyes, but he could only barely make out the surroundings within a few steps. The intertwined roots on the ground could easily become a tripping trap if one was not careful. He gathered his inner force and tried to walk as softly as possible to avoid alerting the sharp ears in the forest.
Fortunately, he had traveled this trade route for decades. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still picture every twist and turn in his heart. This was a road that had been paved with countless lives. There were far fewer venomous insects here than in the forest, but he still had to be careful of a venomous scorpion or a venomous snake dangling down from the branches.
Unlike the tense Goldie A 'bao, Li Qingshan laid in the bamboo basket leisurely with his arms as a pillow, breathing in the humid, hot, yet extremely fresh air as he listened to the wind blowing through the sea of trees. Great waves were set off.
. "He could also hear even more. to to to. and and and, and, and, to, and sound. He could and sound. he could could could even to. and let. It wasn't just the trees. Every single plant was reaching higher into the sky.
. He. He no to grow. he. He no. not. no. not to. not to and and and all. him. he and were not to. he.
There was no need for him to cultivate arduously and walk the troublesome path of the past all over again. All he had to do was patiently wait for him to grow up and balance the multiple powers in his body during this process.
He smiled. He could just treat it as a holiday. He just had no idea when he would be able to return to the Green province. North Moon's death had probably already caused a very great disturbance!
However, to most people, it was just a casual conversation after a meal. Outside the Asura Field, there were only a handful of people who cared about North Moon. Chengzan would probably feel sad. He had done his part as a friend, so he would not ask for anything more.
Would Ru Xin feel sad for him? That woman had a very venomous mouth, but he firmly believed that not only would she feel sad, but she would even cry. It was said that the tears of Merfolk could turn into pearls. Heh, I'll have to ask her for a few when I get back.
She would definitely feel sad, but she was probably in secluded cultivation. She might not even know about it right now. In comparison, Qiongzhi was rather lucky. She probably thought he was in secluded cultivation in the Chain mountains. To cultivators, secluded cultivation for a year or so was nothing!
However, it was hard to say. He might even be exposed. This was also what he worried about the most right now. However, since it was useless no matter how he thought about it, he was better off just letting go and focusing on the present and properly enjoying the scenery of the Mist province!
However, there was still a hint of concern …
"Little Ann, are you alright?"
… …
"Qingshan!"
In the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, Little Ann cried out involuntarily. Gazing towards the south-west, she experienced unprecedented fear and fear. She bit her lip and composed herself. She took out the Bamboo-Jade Lot of the Cloud Bookcase and began divining with the Cloud Bookcase of the Seven Lots.
The Bamboo-Jade Lot of the Cloud Bookcase flew out of the bamboo tube condensed from light, flickering with rainbow light. She extended her hand and paused for a moment before grabbing the Bamboo-Jade Lot of the Cloud Bookcase. Her expression changed drastically.
"Death without a doubt!"
It was already dusk. The evening bell rang out, and the melodious sound echoed through the buddhist halls. The lanterns were dim, and smoke curled up. The ancient buddha stared at the petite figure below. His face was filled with eternal benevolence.
Little Ann gripped the Bamboo-Jade Lot of the Cloud Bookcase firmly. Her body trembled gently, and her lips were completely drained of blood. She murmured, "Qingshan … Qingshan …" Two specks of white flames suddenly erupted from the depths of her eyes that were as dark as deep pools as she made her way out of the hall.
"One Will, where are you going?"
The Dauntless monk's large figure appeared in front of the hall. His gaze swept past Little Ann's shoulder and landed on the shattered wooden fish. He frowned slightly before returning to her face.
"Abbot, my cultivation has not been going well. I want to go out for a walk."
The flames in the depths of Little Ann's eyes receded, and she stowed the Bamboo-Jade Lot of the Cloud Bookcase away in her sleeve. Her expression became calm and tranquil, and she brought her palms together and bowed. Just like before, she did not show any respect, nor did she show any arrogance.
However, the Dauntless monk sensed undercurrents flowing beneath her calm exterior. Situations like this were truly rare. Such a normal reason was extremely abnormal when applied to her. Ever since she entered the monastery, she had not been in a hurry to cultivate. Instead, she had focused on the buddhist scriptures. The rate at which she progressed surprised everyone. No one doubted that another Monk King would appear in the monastery.
"I've said it before. Before you undergo the second heavenly tribulation and practise the Chant of Deva-Nāga, you're not allowed to take a single step out of the monastery!"
"What if I insist on it?"
Little Ann raised her head and met the Dauntless monk's gaze emotionlessly. No one knew that her heart was not just surging with undercurrents. She was basically howling furiously, tempted to incinerate and destroy everything that stood in her way.
"You have to get through me first!"
The Dauntless monk was not angered by Little Ann's rudeness, but he became even more certain that the more talented a prodigy was, the more they needed to be controlled, just in case they went astray.
On the threshold, the two of them faced each other.
Little Ann's chest heaved as she bit her lip subconsciously. Her rationality was gradually twisting and collapsing. If he was no longer here, then what was the point of sitting here cultivating and remaining in this world? What path was there for her to pursue? What path was there for her to take? Even if she made it through the door, she would have nowhere to return to!
The determination in her eyes surprised the Dauntless monk, but suddenly, he recovered his composure and bowed again. "Yes, abbot!" He turned around and returned to the buddha statue. He sat down on the cushion and took out another wooden fish, continuing to strike it!
The Dauntless monk seemed to be in thought. He said, "Focus on the heart as precepts. From precepts comes composure, and from composure comes wisdom. Your dharma name is One Will, but that doesn't mean you can stubbornly do everything. You better cultivate properly!"
Little Ann raised her face and became confused. She had clearly calculated that she would definitely die, but in that moment Just Now, she sensed that he was still alive. This feeling was no different from the palpitation she felt Just Now. It was like some sort of mysterious revelation, which immediately made her calm down.
Her gaze became determined. As long as there was still a sliver of hope, she would do everything she could. Perhaps he just happened to be in need of help right now. She could not do something pointless.
Several days later, she finally received some information.
"After killing a group of Daemon Commanders, the North Moon fought Mo Yu on Calm Wave lake and killed him. Afterwards, the Dragon King Of The Sea pursued North Moon for thousands of kilometers, killing him in the wilderness of the Mist province!"
"North Moon", "Mist province", "Dragon King Of The Sea". She muttered these three words to herself and waited for another half a month before entering secluded cultivation, breaking through to the second heavenly tribulation!
… …
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Goldie A 'bao gasped for air, drenched in sweat. He had run for most of the night, so his inner qi was almost completely depleted. His footsteps gradually slowed down. Right when he was about to ask for some rest, an order rang out from the basket on his back, "Stop! There's someone up ahead! "
"Are they Bone Eating shamans?"
"Bone Eating shamans? You're talking about those strange people Just Now. No, they're just some mortals! "Li Qingshan said. A hundred paces away, there was a bonfire burning, as well as the presence of many humans.
"That's fantastic!" Goldie A 'bao beamed. He had just been worrying about the issue of food and water!
Li Qingshan said, "Aren't you afraid they're enemies?"
Goldie A 'bao said proudly, "I've been a merchant for many years, so I've made quite a name for myself in this generation. I have friends in various caves and villages, so it's perfect for me to ask for some food and water. If I'm lucky, I might even be able to borrow a mount, so I'll be able to travel faster. Not to mention, sir, you're here, so why should I be afraid of a few measly mortals? "
His last sentence was already a test. After running for most of the night, he slowly calmed down and recovered his usual cleverness. He felt like it was very likely that this strange infant was not as powerful as he imagined him to be, or why would he let the fleeing shaman go? And, he just sat in the basket patiently like that!
Li Qingshan said indifferently, "Are you doubting me?"
"How would I dare?" Goldie A 'bao's heart leapt. He still spoke extremely politely, but his heart began to pound.
"Let's go!"
Li Qingshan could not be bothered with explaining anything. By the time his suspicions turned into actual action anyway, his strength would have already recovered to a level where he could kill him.
It was normal for him to doubt him, but what he did after that would directly determine his fate. If he obeyed his orders obediently and helped him retrieve the Asura Field, Li Qingshan did not mind giving him some benefits. If he wanted to use this opportunity to do something, he would just have to kill him.
"You choose your own path. Take care of yourself!" (To be continued) (Mobile users, please read it at M.)
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