Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 146 Two Adorable Little Ones
The round, chubby body of Tuan Tuan was full of power. It waved its little paws and pounced on Duo Qi aggressively. Duo Qi was not to be outdone. It nimbly jumped around, dodging Tuan Tuan's attacks and retaliating with its sharp teeth.

The two little dogs were fighting fiercely in the courtyard of the bamboo house, raising clouds of dust. Tuantuan's eyes were burning with fighting spirit, as if it wanted to subdue the large Tibetan Mastiff, while Duoqi appeared calm and decisive.

In the end, because Duoqi was a little bigger than Tuantuan and was a divine beast from the snowy plateau, Tuantuan was beaten black and blue again, even worse than when he was beaten by the two little demons of the six-horned beast last time.

This completely baffled Lingjizi and the old bamboo weaver who were chatting on the side. Lingjizi frowned slightly, raised a finger, and a mysterious light instantly enveloped Duoqi.

Duoqi looked at Lingjizi in horror, trying to struggle but unable to move, and could only lie awkwardly on the ground.

Anzhi was stunned by this scene and hurriedly stepped forward to plead: "Sanren, Sanren, please, please let Duoqi go. This, this is Tuantuan's fault. This guy is no pushover either."

Lingjizi glanced at Anzhi and slowly said, "This beast comes from the sacred snow mountain. It is wild and difficult to tame. We need to temper its temperament. Otherwise, how will it help me subdue demons and monsters in the future?"

Anzhi was speechless. Looking at Lingjizi's attitude towards his mount, and then at how he had spoiled Tuantuan, he couldn't help but yell at Tuantuan, "You go over there too, lie down there, and don't move."

Tuantuan seemed to understand what she was hearing and seeing.

Tuantuan's round eyes showed grievance, but when faced with her mother's loud yelling, she obediently lay down next to Duoqi.

Lingjizi nodded slightly in response to Anzhi's decision, indicating that Anzhi had done the right thing.

"Lingjizi, let's go. My bamboo wine jar is full again this morning." After saying this, the old bamboo weaver rode his large bamboo lion slowly into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Lingjizi turned to Anzhi and said, "This is your temporary home. Get to know it slowly. I'm going to the old man's place to ask for a drink." After saying that, he disappeared instantly.

Seeing Duo Qi, who had been so fierce just moments before, now pinned to the spot, An Zhi felt a pang of sympathy. He simply grabbed a small bamboo stool, sat down, and began to lecture him: "Tuan Tuan, listen to me carefully. You were in the wrong today. Fighting is not a good way to solve problems."

Tuantuan seemed aggrieved, after all, she was an outsider and would have to be subservient to this Tibetan Mastiff from now on.

Anzhi: "Tuantuan, Duoqi, you are good friends now. You must get along well in the future. Duoqi, you too. Tuantuan is still young and won't take over your territory. We are just staying here temporarily."

Anzhi: "In this world, friendship is very precious. You should help and take care of each other. You should not quarrel and fight over trivial matters. You should become a model of friendship in the beast world."

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Tuan Tuan and Duo Qi listened quietly, as if they were seriously considering An Zhi's words.

After a period of patient persuasion from Anzhi, Duoqi and Tuantuan, who had been lying on the ground looking depressed, gradually accepted some of Anzhi's theories.

Seeing that the two little ones seemed to understand, Anzhi gently stroked Tuantuan and Duoqi's heads. Tuantuan and Duoqi looked at each other and then nodded.

Anzhi: "From now on, I'm redefining your territories. The courtyard will be divided in the middle; the right side is Duoqi's territory, and the left side is Tuantuan's territory..."

The matter was resolved just like that. Watching Tuantuan snuggle up on Duoqi's big, warm back again, Anzhi truly hoped that the two little ones would get along well, just as she had hoped.

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Five days later.

Anzhi stood quietly in the bamboo forest. A gentle breeze rustled the bamboo leaves. Tuantuan and Duoqi played and laughed among the bamboo. Under the guidance of the hermit Lingjizi, Anzhi began this unique journey of cultivation. Lingjizi stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Anzhi with profound eyes and said, "Anzhi, the bamboo forest was once the place where Guanyin Bodhisattva cultivated. It contains the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If you want to achieve something in your cultivation, you must first cultivate your mind. The first step in cultivating your mind is to calm your mind. You need to abandon distracting thoughts, let your mind merge with this bamboo forest, and listen to the voice of the bamboo forest."

Anzhi nodded slightly, closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm herself down. She felt the atmosphere of the bamboo forest, the fresh air, the fragrance of bamboo, and the faint natural power.

Lingjizi continued, “Feel nature, comprehend its way. This bamboo forest contains endless vitality and wisdom; you must experience it with your heart.”

Anzhi slowly opened her eyes and carefully observed the bamboo around her. She saw that each bamboo stalk was upright and resilient, as if telling the story of the tenacity of life, and the bamboo leaves swayed gently in the breeze.

Anzhi began to stroll through the bamboo forest. She gently touched the bamboo with her hands, feeling its texture and warmth. She listened to the sounds of the bamboo, as if she could hear them communicating with her.

As time went by, Anzhi gradually became immersed in the bamboo forest. She forgot all the troubles and disturbances of the outside world, and her heart was filled only with awe for nature and her dedication to cultivation.

Under Lingjizi's guidance, Anzhi continued to explore and comprehend, and she began to learn to use the power of nature to improve her body and mind, and her breathing became more stable...

After a day of cultivation, Anzhi and Lingjizi decided to visit the bamboo weaving elder.

They walked along the winding path through the lush bamboo forest, where sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, creating patches of light. Before long, the two arrived at the old man's bamboo weaving home.

It was an exquisite bamboo house, blending seamlessly with the surrounding bamboo forest, exuding a natural atmosphere. Tuanzi and Duoqi quickly darted into the bamboo weaving old man's creations, laughing and playing.

"Anzhi, you must be tired from cultivating, right?" The old bamboo weaving man seemed kind and approachable. When he saw Anzhi and Lingjizi arrive, he immediately put down his bamboo weaving and offered them two small bamboo stools.

Anzhi smiled and nodded: "Senior, I have gained a lot from today's cultivation, but I also have many questions." After saying that, he looked at Lingjizi beside him.

Lingjizi nodded slightly and said, "The power of nature is inherently formless and colorless, and difficult to grasp. But you must understand that it exists in all things. As long as you feel it with your heart, you can connect with it."

The old bamboo weaver picked up a bamboo pillow and handed it to Anzhi: "Look at this pillow. Every bamboo strip has its place and function. The power of nature is the same. You need to find your place in it to make better use of it."

Anzhi carefully examined the bamboo woven pillow in his hand, lost in thought...

The old man who made bamboo continued, "The path of cultivation is long and arduous, but as long as you persevere and keep exploring, you will surely achieve something under the guidance of a hermit cultivator."

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Anzhi, Lingjizi, and the bamboo weaving old man were chatting happily, unaware that Tuantuan and Duoqi had quietly slipped into the kitchen.

In the corner of the kitchen, there was a jar of pickled bamboo shoots made by an old man who made bamboo weaving. The sour and spicy aroma made Tuantuan and Duoqi's mouths water.

The round, chubby body approached the jar, its little nose sniffing incessantly. Unable to resist the tempting aroma, it stretched out its little paws and laboriously opened the jar's lid.

Tuantuan eagerly grabbed a pickled bamboo shoot and stuffed it into her mouth. The sour and spicy flavor instantly spread in her mouth, and Tuantuan's eyes lit up. She even grabbed a few more for Duoqi next to her.

However, the spiciness of the pickled bamboo shoots was still a bit too strong for Tuantuan and Duoqi. Before long, Tuantuan's mouth turned bright red, and Duoqi kept sticking out his tongue...

The old man outside, who was doing bamboo weaving, smelled a strong aroma of pickled peppers and immediately sensed something was wrong: "This is bad."

The three of them got up and ran to the kitchen.