Sword Sect Little Demon Child, Three and a Half Years Old and Extremely Fierce

at the same time.

Immortal world.

Qingyun Sect:

The disciples of Qingyun Sect were still counting.

"Nine times," a disciple said.

"No, it should be ten," another disciple corrected.

"The Golden Core Tribulation has nine stages, the Nascent Soul Tribulation has eighteen stages, what about the tenth stage?"

The group of people looked at each other in bewilderment.

Elder Hutu walked over, looked in the direction of the Demon Realm, and remained silent for a long time.

"Nine times nine equals one," he said softly.

"Elder, what is meant by 'returning to oneness'?"

Elder Hutu did not answer.

He looked at the dissipating calamity clouds in the distance, his expression solemn.

"A chaotic spiritual root has emerged from the Demon Realm."

The entire room fell silent.

Shangguan Haitang stood in the crowd, her face pale.

Chaotic spiritual root?

Is it even more powerful than her lightning spiritual root?

She bit her lip, unsure of what to say.

The senior brother next to her whispered, "Junior sister, don't worry. The lightning spiritual root is also very powerful."

Another senior brother chimed in, "That's right! Besides, that chaotic spiritual root is from the Demon Realm, it has nothing to do with us."

Elder Hutu shook his head and sighed.

"It has something to do with us."

He looked at his disciples.

"The more chaotic spiritual roots there are in the Demon Realm, the greater the threat to the cultivation world."

He paused.

"Pass down the order to strengthen border security."

"Also, once Sect Leader Qingmeng emerges from seclusion, report this to her immediately."

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Yu Ling Sect:

The spiritual fruit in Li Bufan's hand fell to the ground.

"A chaotic spiritual root? The demon realm?"

Qing Liuliu covered her mouth: "This..."

Li Bufan remained silent for a while, then bent down and picked up the spirit fruit.

I wiped it off and took a bite.

"It has nothing to do with us. Our Spirit Control Sect doesn't rely on spiritual roots for sustenance. We rely on spirit beasts."

Qing Liuliu looked at him: "Are you sure you're not panicking?"

Li Bufan took another bite of the spiritual fruit: "Why should I panic? I'm not from the Qingyun Sect."

Qingliuliu thought for a moment and said, "That makes sense."

She squatted down and continued feeding the pigs.

The pig rolled over again.

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Hehuan Sect:

"A chaotic spiritual root? The demon realm?"

"Whatever. We can't be partners anyway."

"What if it's a man?"

"That won't work either."

—Why?

"Cross-border relationships are too troublesome. You have to apply for a visa, cross the River of Oblivion, and consider whose surname the children will take in the future."

--"Too."

—"Let's call it a day, let's call it a day."

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Zen:

The old monk finally opened his eyes.

"Ten paths?" he murmured a Buddhist chant.

The young novice asked nervously, "Master, what are the Ten Paths?"

The old monk remained silent for a long time.

"Nine times nine equals one. Chaos appears in the world."

The young novice monk grew even more anxious: "If a chaotic spiritual root appears in the Demon Realm, the cultivation world will likely be in turmoil. What should we do?"

The old monk remained silent for a while.

Then close your eyes.

"Amitabha. The matters of the demon realm are the demon realm's business. We just need to sweep the floor."

Young novice monk: "...Master, aren't you just giving up?"

The old monk ignored him.

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Food God Sect:

The sect leader finally stopped cooking.

"Ten?" He wiped his sweat.

The disciple nodded nervously: "Sect Master, a Chaos Spiritual Root has appeared in the Demon Realm!"

The sect leader paused for a moment.

Then he said, "That chaotic spiritual root...would you like to eat the dishes we make?"

The disciple was stunned: "Huh?"

The sect leader said earnestly, "If they eat, we can develop them into customers."

Disciple: "...Sect Master, is this the important point?"

The sect leader nodded: "Food is the most important thing for people. So it is for the Demon Realm. So it is for the Chaos Spiritual Root."

disciple:"……"

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Other sects:

"A chaotic spiritual root has emerged in the Demon Realm!"

"It's all over! The cultivation world is doomed!"

"What's the panic? We're not one of the five major sects. If the sky falls, there are taller people to hold it up."

"That makes sense."

"Let's eat melon seeds."

……

In the secluded meditation room of Qingyun Sect.

Sect Master Qingmeng took the Tranquility Pill and focused on her cultivation.

I know nothing.

She was completely unaware of the heavenly lightning outside, the strange events in the demon realm, or the tremors in the cultivation world.

In her world, there is only spiritual energy, meridians, and dantian.

She just wanted to break through the barrier quickly and emerge from seclusion as soon as possible.

Then go find someone.

A three-year-old child.

No, to be precise, it's a three-and-a-half-year-old toddler.

But she didn't know that the little child had just completed his Golden Core Tribulation in the Demon Realm.

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In the Demon Realm, in the central area, in a small, unnamed valley.

Elder Wangji looked around, his expression grave.

"Let's find another place first."

As he tidied up the fragments of the magical artifacts on the ground, he explained, "Such a commotion as the Chaos Spiritual Root Golden Core Tribulation will soon attract the attention of the Demon Clan."

He stuffed the bronze mirror fragments, fly whisk dregs, and Buddhist bead residue into his storage bag with practiced ease, clearly not the first time he had done something like this.

"If we don't leave now," he paused, his tone serious, "even the barbecue vendors will come to watch the show."

We packed our things and followed Elder Wangji, winding our way over two mountains.

Wading across a river.

We crawled through a cave.

Finally, they settled in a more secluded, desolate, and godforsaken place.

The new cave is half the size of the previous one, but it's much more secluded.

To what extent is it biased?

The mushroom growing near the cave entrance looked like it hadn't seen a living person in centuries; it visibly trembled when it saw us.

Elder Wangji set up three layers of barriers at the entrance of the cave and then took out a small flag and stuck it in the ground.

"The Breath-Shielding Flag," he explained, "is a specialty of Zen Buddhism. It can shield one from the spiritual senses of those below the Nascent Soul stage."

Gu Chenguang pulled out his notebook and quickly jotted it down:

—The Zhexi Flag, a specialty of Zen Buddhism.

—Effect: Blocks divine sense probing from those below the Nascent Soul stage.

—Source: Borrowed (not yet repaid)

—Note: The Third Elder's use of "borrow" may not have the same meaning as the common person's use of "borrow".

I leaned over for a look and silently gave my sixth senior brother a thumbs up for his observation skills.

After settling in, the elders and senior disciples squatted on the ground and began to stare at each other.

I am standing.

Because I'm only three and a half years old, I'm the same height whether I squat or not.

Su Ning spoke first, "So when are we going back?"

Yan Chuan counted on his fingers: "The Demon Realm Trade Zone is open three times a month. It has been open five times so far, so we've been here for a total of 55 days."

Murong Zhuo looked at Gu Chenguang: "When is the next open day?"

Gu Chenguang immediately opened his notebook: "The next one is the 28th. Today is the 20th."

Shen Qingchen concluded: "We have 7 more days before we can go out."

Elder Wangji nodded and announced, "For the next 7 days, we won't go anywhere. We'll just stay put until the open day."

I raised my hand and asked, "Elder, what does '苟' mean?"

Elder Wangji pondered for a moment and then offered an explanation:

"It's like... hiding like a turtle. Not showing your face, not making a sound, not causing trouble. Eating, sleeping, meditating, cultivating yourself, treating yourself as a stone."

He paused for a moment, then said, "This is what the Zen master taught me. He said that the most important skill in life is not fighting and killing, but survival."

I nodded.

understood.

The Zen abbot is indeed a person of great wisdom!