Junior Sister is skilled in subduing demons.

Chapter 166 I'm so reluctant to part with it

The next day.

Lingjizi, the bamboo weaving old man, and Shen Anzhi gathered at Qingzhu Xiaozhu. In particular, Lingjizi and the bamboo weaving old man analyzed the current situation and agreed with Anzhi's idea, but they must meet in Qiangcheng in three months.

The three-year agreement is approaching, and Anzhi is ready.

“Anzhi, time is of the essence. You should set off tomorrow. Whether you find the Demon-Slaying Sword or not, you must return to Qiang City in three months.” Although Lingjizi agreed to Anzhi’s idea, he was still worried.

Shen Anzhi stood up, cupped his hands, and said, "Senior, rest assured, Anzhi will not fail in his mission."

The old bamboo weaver didn't have the same worry as Lingjizi. He had a lot of confidence in this little girl, so he had a smile on his face the whole time: "I have three hundred bamboo-woven mythical beasts in my yard. Take them with you."

"How will she manage it?" Lingjizi asked in return.

Shen Anzhi immediately extended his right hand, revealing a ring on his middle finger: "A storage ring, given to me by the fairy."

"A treasure!" Lingjizi examined it carefully.

The old bamboo weaver stood up happily and said, "These were personally delivered by the fairy. They can hold a lot of things." After saying that, the old bamboo weaver looked at Shen Anzhi and instructed him, "Three hundred bamboo-woven mythical beasts. They might come in handy at a critical moment."

Shen Anzhi felt a little embarrassed: "Senior, this, how can I accept this? I haven't even done anything to resist the demon soldiers yet, and you've already given me so many treasures."

The old man who made bamboo crafts and Lingjizi looked at each other and laughed heartily.

Seeing the two elderly people smile, Anzhi's smile faltered. She looked worriedly at Tuantuan, who was circling around Duoqi in the bamboo grove, and her concern became more and more obvious...

The old bamboo weaver saw through Anzhi's worries and said, "Lingjizi, in the month you were gone, this iron-eating beast has been quite a handful, keeping Anzhi completely confused."

Anzhi looked at Lingjizi with pitiful eyes, too embarrassed to tell him that Qingzhu Xiaozhu was a newly renovated building.

Lingjizi stroked his beard and looked towards the bamboo forest, his brows furrowed.

“Seniors, I want to take it with me, but we can’t guarantee what dangers we might encounter along the way. Although Tuanzi is tough and thick-skinned, if we really encounter a powerful character, I may not be able to protect it. Besides, Tuan Tuan is mischievous by nature. What if it causes trouble outside…” An Zhi didn’t dare to think any further.

"Let's keep it with us. We'll see what fate brings us in the future." Lingjizi stood up and said with some concern, "Since you two are destined to be together, let it stay by your side. As for whether it can achieve anything in the future, that depends on its fate."

After hearing this, the old bamboo weaver stood up and said, "Hahaha, who told you to be so stubborn in trying to tame the iron-eating beast? Its ancestor was the mount of Chi You in ancient times, but he was defeated by the demon army while riding it."

"Hahahaha." Lingjizi couldn't help but laugh after hearing this.

"Oh dear, seniors, please don't try to rub it in anymore. Indeed, this guy weighs 100 pounds, and 99 pounds of that is rebellious. Sigh." Anzhi could only sigh after saying that.

After speaking, Anzhi took down the Demon-Refining Gourd and poured a cup of wine for the two masters, handing it to them: "Seniors, thank you for taking care of me and Tuantuan over the past two years. Tomorrow, Anzhi will leave the Bamboo Sea. I bid you farewell in advance. We'll meet again in Qiang City in three months." Lingjizi picked up the bamboo cup and stood up, and the old man weaving bamboo also stood up. Lingjizi said, "Not bad, you haven't disappointed us. I hope you have a safe journey. Until we meet again."

"Thank you." An Zhi raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp.

The three sat down again, and the old man weaving bamboo said, "Anzhi, on the way to the sacred mountain to find the demon-slaying sword, you will pass through Emei and Qingcheng. You can visit Emei and take a look at the Golden Summit while you're there."

“Yes, yes, yes. Since ancient times, Emei has held an extremely high position in the hearts of cultivators. Whether it is a Taoist or other cultivators, most regard visiting Emei as an extremely important and meaningful matter, especially the Golden Summit. You must go there if you have the chance,” Lingjizi suggested.

"I will definitely remember this; we must go." Shen Anzhi was a little excited. After more than two years of cultivation, he was about to leave the bamboo forest, search for the Demon-Slaying Sword, pay homage to Emei, ascend Qingcheng, head to Shushan, and fight in Qiangcheng...

Seeing that Anzhi was a little excited, Lingjizi reminded him again: "Anzhi, remember, three months from now, we must meet in Qiang City and await the command of the Shushan commander-in-chief who is in charge of resisting the demon army."

"Shushan." As he prepared to leave the bamboo forest, Anzhi's longing for the name Shushan grew stronger. Having been in the Bashu region for over two years, Shushan was like a god in everyone's eyes: "Anzhi will remember this."

……

The afternoon sun shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground. A gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo forest. Anzhi, the bamboo weaving old man, and Lingjizi sat around chatting.

From how to educate Tuantuan to their cultivation experiences over the past two years, from their anticipation of visiting Mount Emei to their search for the demon-slaying sword on the sacred mountain, from Anzhi's personal development to the excitement of jointly resisting the demon soldiers in Qiang City, the three talked for a very long time...

in the afternoon,

Anzhi walked slowly through the bamboo forest, each step seemingly carrying a heavy heart. The bamboo leaves under his feet rustled under his feet, and his eyes were full of reluctance as he looked around at everything familiar.

After Duoqi left, Tuantuan followed behind Anzhi as usual, occasionally curiously approaching to sniff the flowers and plants by the roadside. Seeing Anzhi's silent and solemn appearance, it gradually calmed down.

Anzhi stopped, slowly squatted down, and gently stroked Tuantuan's head. His eyes were full of tenderness and reluctance as he softly said to it, "Tuantuan, we're leaving the bamboo forest tomorrow."

"Huh? Mommy, do we have to leave here?" Tuan Tuan's eyes suddenly became clear.

Looking at Tuantuan's adorable yet bewildered expression, Anzhi felt increasingly uneasy. She continued, "I've lived here for over two years, and I have so many memories. I'm quite reluctant to leave." As she spoke, her gaze drifted towards the direction of Qingzhu Xiaozhu, nestled in the bamboo forest in the distance.

"Mommy, can we not go out? There are so many bamboos here." Tuantuan looked around the lush green bamboo forest, seemingly not yet understanding the mission she would have to shoulder in the future.

Anzhi looked at Tuantuan, who had been in her arms for two years and was now almost as big as her, and smiled, saying, "Okay, then you can stay in the bamboo forest. Mommy has to go out."

"No!" Tuantuan quickly caught up with Anzhi in two steps and rubbed against Anzhi's legs.

Later that day, Anzhi and Tuantuan arrived at the bamboo house of the bamboo weaving old man. After more than a year of hard work, the bamboo weaving old man had woven more than 300 bamboo mythical beasts, covering almost all the mythical beasts in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". He handed all of these mythical beasts over to Shen Anzhi, hoping that they would play a role in the Qiang-Ge War.