Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 161 Testing the Demon Refining Gourd

In the cozy bamboo house courtyard, the bamboo weaving elder and Anzhi sat in front of the bamboo house, with roasted thousand-year-old bamboo worms on a bamboo plate in front of them. The unique aroma wafted through the air, tantalizing their taste buds.

Anzhi ate a few small bamboo worms first, and one word... amazing!

Looking at the thousand-year-old bamboo worm in the bamboo plate, the old bamboo weaver reached out first and broke off one of the bamboo worm's legs: "You're in for a treat today, come on, try this leg!" As he spoke, he handed the bamboo worm leg to Anzhi.

Anzhi's eyes widened. The legs were bare, without a single drop of meat. How could she eat them? "Senior, how... how can I taste this? There's no meat at all."

The old man who made bamboo also picked up a bamboo worm leg, smelled it, and said, "Smell it."

"Ah!" Anzhi imitated the old bamboo weaver and put the thousand-year-old bamboo worm leg to his nose to smell it. The fragrance was so refreshing that Anzhi couldn't help but open his mouth and take a bite of the smooth bamboo worm leg.

"Oh dear, what a pity, what a pity. It's like a dog gnawing on a bone, all you get is taste and nothing else." Anzhi finished speaking and was about to reach out to break the thousand-year-old bamboo worm open to enjoy it.

"Stop!" The bamboo weaving old man stopped Anzhi's behavior. In fact, he also wanted to eat the thousand-year-old bamboo worm. After eating it, his power would not only increase, but his cultivation would also double. However, he had an important idea today.

The old bamboo weaver placed the roasted thousand-year-old bamboo worm in the center of the stone table, then looked at Anzhi and said, "Hehe, it's such a waste for us to eat such a good thing. Didn't you say your wine gourd was a demon-refining gourd?"

An Zhi immediately understood what the old bamboo weaver was saying, and quickly took the demon-refining gourd from his waist and said, "Senior, do you mean to refine this thousand-year-old bamboo worm?"

The old bamboo weaver nodded: "I originally wanted to refine them to life, but it seems that the ancient medical book 'Shu Benji' records that bamboo worms are more effective after being roasted over a fire, so I'll try it today. If your wine gourd is a demon-refining gourd, then after refining these thousand-year-old bamboo worms, they will definitely be able to form a life-saving bamboo worm pill that can bring the dead back to life."

Anzhi was shocked, his eyes wide open...

The old bamboo weaver gently placed the demon-refining gourd on the ground, then cast a spell on it. A burst of light quickly surrounded the thousand-year-old bamboo worm on the stone table, and then with a "whoosh," it entered the gourd.

The once calm Demon Refining Gourd began to tremble slightly. The runes on the gourd seemed to be awakened, and began to shimmer with a faint light. The light flowed along the gourd's patterns, and a mysterious power was gathering within it.

The old man who made bamboo weaving looked serious. Anzhi stood aside, watching everything quietly, not daring to breathe. He knew that the Demon Refining Gourd must have extraordinary abilities.

After a while, the light from the Demon Refining Gourd began to gradually dim, and the trembling slowly subsided. The old man who made bamboo weaving breathed a sigh of relief, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"Haha, Anzhi, whether your gourd is a genuine demon-refining gourd or not, we'll find out in fifteen days. But..." The old bamboo weaver's face showed a hint of worry after he finished speaking.

"But what?" Anzhi asked with concern.

The old bamboo weaver picked up the demon-refining gourd and looked at it, saying, "It's a real shame if this isn't a genuine demon-refining gourd. There's only one of its kind in the entire bamboo forest."

An Zhi understood that if the refining failed, the thousand-year-old bamboo worm, which originally had extraordinary effects, would become a pile of garbage.

Seeing that Anzhi's expression had changed, the old bamboo weaver quickly composed himself and said, "Come, come, let's eat these bamboo worms. It would be a waste not to eat these little bamboo worms." "Okay, come, come, have a couple of sips." Anzhi poured the wine from the demon-refining gourd into the bamboo cup.

Anzhi and the bamboo weaving elder sat in front of the bamboo house, with steaming roasted bamboo worms on a bamboo plate in front of them. They picked up the bamboo worms and ate them while chatting.

"Oh dear, this leisurely life will soon come to an end. It's time to do something for the common people."

"Senior, do you think Master Lingjizi has arrived in Qiang City yet?"

"Hehe, it won't be that fast. They left this morning, so it'll probably be a month before they come back."

"Don't all immortals know how to fly?"

"Who said that? That's cultivation of immortality, hundreds of years of power. Heh, we're just cultivators pursuing cultivation, just like you. We're just people with a few more skills."

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While eating roasted bamboo worms, they shared their experiences and laughter echoed through the bamboo forest.

Anzhi chatted with the bamboo weaving old man for a long time. As the situation became more and more serious, Anzhi also had her own ideas. She wanted to leave the bamboo sea after Lingjizi returned, and also visit the famous and righteous sects in Bashu such as Emei, Qingcheng and Shushan. After that, she wanted to find the Demon-Slaying Sword to prepare for resisting the demon soldiers.

The bamboo weaving elder also strongly agreed with Anzhi's ideas and arrangements. After all, Anzhi had been cultivating in the bamboo forest for more than two years and knew very little about the outside world, which would not be good for Anzhi in the future.

Because there was still a rebellious son, Tuantuan, who was imprisoned at home, Anzhi had to set off back to Qingzhu Xiaozhu before sunset, so he said goodbye to the bamboo weaving old man after dinner.

As they walked, their gaze fell upon the lush bamboo forest around them. Anzhi decided to carefully select some bamboo for Tuantu, since he needed some comfort while being confined at home.

An Zhi first strolled slowly through the bamboo forest, her gaze carefully sweeping over each bamboo stalk. Her expression was focused and serious, as if she were searching for the most precious treasure in the world. She knew that Tuanzi usually liked to gnaw on bamboo and play, and was quite picky about the quality and taste of bamboo.

"Hey, this one's good, it's tender."

Anzhi walked over quickly and gently stroked the bamboo stalk. The bamboo's skin felt cool and smooth to the touch, without any roughness or bumps. Anzhi nodded slightly. Looking at the roots of the bamboo, the surrounding soil was still slightly damp, which meant that the bamboo was growing healthily and had sufficient moisture.

"This bamboo should taste pretty good when you gnaw on it."

And so, Anzhi broke the bamboo in front of him into several sections, and then picked and chose in the bamboo forest, removing those that were bent or whose nodes were not even. Finally, he selected a few straight bamboos with evenly distributed nodes, tied them with rope, and then carried these tender bamboos on his shoulder.

After today's events, Anzhi has come to understand that a doting mother often spoils her child. She had previously focused only on her own cultivation and neglected to tame Tuantuan. From today onward, she feels that she must shoulder this responsibility.

Carrying the carefully selected bamboo, I was in a good mood, humming a light tune, and my steps were particularly brisk as I walked back along the path through the bamboo grove...