You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 138 Fox Zen
"Fellow Daoist, were you also invited by the Qingqiu Immortal to come and listen to his teachings today?"

"It should be."

"Should it be? Fellow Daoist, you are really interesting."

The woman smiled.

Zuo Chen glanced at her sideways.

She is wearing white gauze and a white skirt, sitting on a lotus throne, holding a white bottle, and having a Buddha wheel at the head and back. This represents the fruition position of a Bodhisattva, but no one knows which Bodhisattva she is.

Only then did he withdraw his gaze and raise his left hand to calculate.

In terms of location... I am still in the gambling village, and the position of the Bagua has not changed. This is not a teleportation technique.

In terms of time... the time here changes much slower than that in the outside world, one second is equivalent to a long time. If an ordinary person comes in, it would be like a dream, and it won't take long before the three souls will be consumed by the illusion of high speed difference.

It can be roughly confirmed that this should be the thoughts and memories that overflowed from Jiu'e Walker's body, and he seemed to have been replaced by a great master of his era.

In this case, Zuo Chen would naturally not take action to directly expose this illusion. After all, he knew basically nothing about the Sea of ​​Bitterness. Being able to get a glimpse of Jiu'e's thoughts would only benefit him in dealing with the Sea of ​​Bitterness in the future.

Just now, Zuo Chen had a conversation with the Bodhisattva beside him and roughly knew that the two of them were now heading to Qingqiu, which was the gathering place of the fox immortals.

At this time, fox fairies were still considered auspicious, and were not the same as the fox-like creatures rumored in Daliang. I think they were orthodox fairies.

Glancing sideways again, he could see that this great master was the core of the thoughts here, but not Jiu'e.

He should be an important person among the Nine-Evil Walkers.

Walking slowly along the path on the plain and looking into the distance, the border of this world is extremely blurred, as if colored ink was casually drawn on a canvas. Those places are the boundaries of memory, and there is nothing after crossing them.

Only the mountains in the distance become more solid.

When the wind blew through the tender grass on the plain, Zuo Chen and the Bodhisattva finally arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Looking up, he saw that the area was already bustling with activity. The foot of the mountain was full of foxes, some white, some red, and some gray. Some had transformed into human form, and some still had ears and tails. There were also many immortals here, some carrying flower baskets, some creating clouds under their feet, some performing magic tricks and singing, and there were also "ordinary Taoists" similar to Zuo Chen.

This was the first time Zuo Chen saw so many practitioners.

At a glance, although it was just a memory, Zuo Chen could also feel that their cultivation was not low. Most of them were as strong as the Red Taoist, and there were even one or two Taoist masters who were on par with himself.

Seeing them drinking, singing, discussing magic, and laughing happily, Zuo Chen couldn't help but sigh softly.

The sea of ​​suffering separated the years, leaving Zuo Chen with only a glimpse of the past from the distant future.

I collected my thoughts and was about to go up the mountain, but suddenly I heard the sound of a discussion next to me.

"That wild fox has started making trouble again. Qingqiu has been in a mess over the past few years because of him. I don't know what the elders are thinking."

"In my opinion, we should just throw the fox out and let him die on his own."

"It makes sense."

Glancing sideways, he discovered that it was a few foxes whispering, and he roughly guessed that the wild fox they were talking about was the target he was looking for this time.

Listening to the faint noise, I walked up the mountain and in a blink of an eye I arrived at the main hall on the mountain.

The mountains and palaces are connected to the sky, under the blue sky and white clouds, like a dream. Several small corridors extend along the top of the mountain ridge, with clouds below the palace, half stepping on the sky.

There are all kinds of fairies flying outside the hall, and there are also many fox fairies in the corridor. When they see visitors coming on the clouds, they take out beautiful flowers from their arms and hand them to the visitors.

Zuo Chen also slowed down his pace for a rare time to watch the passing immortals' methods of riding on clouds.

However, what was different from his impression was that there were very few people who could fly with swords, and most practitioners still used the cloud-riding technique.

Walking along the corridor into the hall, there were already quite a few practitioners gathered there. A circle of handsome men and beautiful women were sitting in the main seat of the hall, and some of them still had some remnants of fox spirits on their bodies.

The leader was a woman with a gentle face and kind eyes, but she also looked helpless and painful at this moment.

In the middle of the hall was a red-haired fox, tied up with light golden ropes, and it kept shouting:
"Hehe! Grandpa, I am happy with it! Who can control me? I am just playing around. Can't I run around all over the mountains and fields like a fox?"

The fox spoke in human language, and its voice was childish, like that of a young child.

Just as he said this, a handsome young man on the stage threw a jade seal and hit him on the head.

"Snapped!"

Packed up a big bag.

The red fox immediately burst into tears.

Zuo Chen, however, stared at the red fox closely.

He could clearly see the waves of Qi spreading outward from the red fox's body like waves.

This is the Nine Evils Walker.

Of course, at this point in time, he is still just a naughty fox, causing trouble at the conference held in Qingqiu to entertain the immortals.

The handsome young man took back the jade seal, sighed patiently, and then said to the woman sitting on the first seat:

"Chief, this boy is too stubborn. I think we should exile him."

The woman with a kind face looked at the red fox, as if she was thinking.

Just as Zuo Chen was wondering how this matter would end, the great master who had been following him suddenly walked out of the crowd.

She bowed to the Qingqiu clan leader with a smile on her face, and then said:

"This boy has a fiery temper, but he has a Buddha's heart. I wonder if the clan leader would like to give him up and let me take him back and accept him as my apprentice?"

The clan leader obviously didn't expect that a great master would come out to ask Red Fox to be his disciple, so after hesitating for a moment, he nodded:
"It would be a blessing for him to follow the Bodhisattva."

Then, she exchanged a glance with the handsome man beside her, and the other man also used some hand gestures to remove the restraints on the red fox.

After the red fox turned over from the ground, it looked at the Bodhisattva with a vigilant look.

The Bodhisattva just smiled and stretched out his hand to the red fox.

Zuo Chen, who was watching from the side, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing past him, and the original Qingqiu Mountain changed its appearance in the blink of an eye.

While waiting for him to come back to his senses, he had already appeared at a lake in the center of a dense forest. Not far away in the center of the lake, on a blooming lotus, the Bodhisattva was sitting cross-legged, holding a sutra in his hand, chanting in a calm voice: "One should subdue his mind in this way. All sentient beings and the like."

"Old woman, why did you bring me here? Every day you are either chanting sutras here or chanting sutras here! I have heard that some cultivators outside like to use us to perform some magic experiments. Come on, if you have any tricks, come on! Grandpa is waiting for you."

The red fox was circling around the Bodhisattva. It seemed that it wanted to escape from the dense forest, but after entering the forest, it came out from the right. It was obvious that it had entered a maze and could not get out.

So he turned his face around and cursed the Bodhisattva.

But the Bodhisattva was not annoyed at all. He just kept reciting the sutra, and from time to time he took out some pure meat and fed it to the fox.

At this moment, the man and the fox seemed to completely ignore Zuo Chen. Zuo Chen was not annoyed and just sat aside.

Time and years began to flow rapidly.

Spring goes and winter comes, the sun rises and sets, from the red fox that chases butterflies all over the forest in spring, to the red fox that sleeps soundly under the rain and snow in winter, from the little boy who struggles to catch fish in the pond in summer, to the young man who sits cross-legged beside the Bodhisattva and chants with her in autumn.

In just the blink of an eye, the naughty little guy has grown into a handsome young man, and the fire in him seems to have subsided a lot.

Another day passed, and Zuo Chen suddenly felt that time had returned to normal, and he knew that something was about to happen.

Turning his gaze towards the pond again, he saw the Bodhisattva standing up from the lotus.

"Jiunian, the master is going to the Far North."

"Ah? Master is going out?" Red Fox Jiunian couldn't help but be surprised. In his opinion, ever since he took him in, the Bodhisattva has been sitting on this lotus seat every day. Not to mention leaving here, he was too lazy to even move.

He did have some doubts about leaving today.

"An immortal invited me, saying that something strange happened in the Far North, and I need to go there."

Another pause:

"You are not yet advanced enough, so stay on the immortal camel for now."

"Eh?"

Jiu Nian's handsome face suddenly turned the color of bitter gourd. He wanted to pray a few more words to the Bodhisattva, but he didn't expect that the Bodhisattva had already pinched a lotus in his hand, turned around and floated away, ignoring his little disciple at all.

In desperation, Jiu Nian could only wave to the sky master:

"Master! Please come back soon!"

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyes and gave him a slight smile.

Only after the Bodhisattva's figure completely disappeared did Jiu Nian lie on his back on the ground and sigh deeply.

"When will it be my turn to go to the human world and enjoy myself?"

While muttering to myself, I felt endless longing in my heart.

However, after this separation, Jiu Nian never saw the Bodhisattva again.

He is alone when the spring breeze blows, he is alone when the sun is scorching, he is alone when the autumn leaves turn yellow, he is alone when the winter snow falls.

Finally, when the snow melted the following year, Jiu Nian felt that he could not wait any longer. He packed his luggage and walked out of the dense forest.

Zuo Chen also stood up and followed him all the way.

This time, Jiu Nian was finally not stopped by the maze in the dense forest.

When he walked out of the dense forest, he saw a vast expanse of blue sky before him, and even the clouds were floating under the dense forest.

Only then did Zuo Chen realize that it was a giant turtle floating and soaring in the sky.

And this huge dense forest grows on this turtle's back!

Looking down at the turtle, Zuo Chen's eyes showed a hint of understanding.

I'm afraid that the dense forest today is the transformation of its body.

On the other side, Jiu Nian seemed to have known about this for a long time. He jumped from the sky, flew down from the clouds, and landed in this vast world.

Zuo Chen also fell down.

Villages, pedestrians, and wide roads.

Nothing special to see.

"The Bodhisattva said he went to the north, so I will go north."

Jiu Nian muttered to himself and set off on his journey.

He passed through the village and helped the villagers solve some trivial matters; he crossed the mountains and saw the beautiful scenery; he entered the city, showed his prowess and became famous; he never stopped and moved forward all the way to the north.

The further north he went, the more disturbing news he heard.

A black sea appeared in the north.

The sea swallowed up almost everything, and those swallowed by it, whether they were mortals or ascetics, were transformed into red and black monsters.

The Xian Dynasty sent many soldiers to try to intercept the Black Sea, but without exception, they all failed.

"Is the Great Master trying to find a way to seal this thing?"

Jiu Nian muttered to himself and quickened his pace.

And soon, he reached the northern defense line.

Here, he saw neatly organized armies, seriously wounded immortal soldiers, protective barriers constructed by various defensive spells, and many powerful people.

He found a soldier and explained his purpose. After hearing his words, the soldier's expression became serious.

The soldiers took him into the defense line, where he saw the immortal general who was in charge.

The immortal general took a look at him and sighed deeply:
"The great master passed away in order to suppress the sea of ​​suffering."

(End of this chapter)