Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 190: Shaping the spiritual body, integrating form and spirit, and cultivating both sex and life!

"Ah..." Qingming rubbed his forehead, feeling a little distressed as he thought of the past.

Yan Huan, who was standing by, also folded his arms, with a puzzled look on his face, "It's just the appearance. I already have an image of the Water Spirit in my mind. I'm just waiting for her to wake up."

Qingming shook his head. "The five elements are the representatives of the five elements of heaven and earth in the mortal world. Heaven and earth are ruthless, but the five elements are emotional. We who have not revealed our true forms of the five elements also have our own ideas."

1,200 years ago, the relationship between Shuijing and Sima Hui was the closest. Even when Mr. Shuijing died, his body was left in the gurgling stream. "

Of course, Qingming did not mention these events that happened thousands of years ago any further.

Yan Huan raised his head and looked up at the vague white figure in the sky. "Bifang wanted to torment the descendants of Wu Hou, and turned into an ultimate fun bird. He stole the faith and tried to usurp the throne. Now he is still autistic..."

"I understand them both, but doesn't Sister Qingming have anything she wants to do?"

In the past, Bifang was asleep and Youguang was concentrating on preparing to seize the throne, so the two always had something to do.

Only the golden spirit is clear and bright, guarding the Changbai ice and snow alone in a hundred years of solitude.

Even for the spirit of the five elements, a hundred years is just a moment, but looking at the cold and monotonous whiteness, there will always be a day when one will feel bored and annoyed.

Qingming Qiushui narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "There's nothing special I want to do."

It is a prosperous time, so it would be nice to walk around, stop and take a look at the mountains and rivers.

"Speaking of this, Xiao Huan, it's time to put your cultivation on the agenda."

After more than three days in the Pearl World, after returning to reality, Yan Huan unexpectedly had an inexplicable feeling of being in another world.

Now that the matters in Xiaotao Village and Datao Village are settled, it is time to prepare for the advancement of the fox spirits and weasels.

Yan Huan was an acquaintance of Dou Le, who was in charge of East China, and he handed over the matter of witchcraft to him with just a few words. After learning about what Yuan Tingli had done, Xiao Zizai expressed deep regret.

Yan Huan returned to the Yan family mansion, said hello to the old man Yan Youlong, and rested for three days. Then, on the grounds of planting and breeding, he went through official procedures and bought an unknown hill on the southwest side of Nanchang as a place for cultivation.

This place is remote and quiet, with few houses around. It took some effort for Yan Huan to find a way to get electricity.

After being gone for more than half a month, he simply lived deep in the mountains and rarely returned to the Yan family mansion, which made Yan Youlong quite unhappy.

In the twelfth lunar month, it snows in Jiangxi. On the small hills late in the winter night, silvery white snowflakes quietly fall in the cold wind, gently covering every inch of land.

The hill is not high and is lonely and deep. The ancient pine trees on the hillside are tall and tough. Their branches are compacted by thick snow but they still stand proudly. A layer of crystal frost condenses on the pine needles, flickering softly in the faint moonlight.

Yan Huan sat cross-legged in an open space surrounded by sparse bushes, watching the snow falling silently.

The short shrubs beside me had long been frozen stiff by the cold winter, and their branches were covered with tiny icicles, sparkling with tiny spots of light. Occasionally, a few snowflakes fell on these icicles, stayed for a moment, and were blown away by the cold wind.

"At the end of the year, the sky and earth are cold, and the snow is a sign of a good harvest."

"Little guys, it's time to keep working hard."

The shadows of the trees swayed, and the mist rose quietly, filling the forest.

In the fog, ghostly and hazy mysterious figures flashed one after another. Looking closely, those swaying shadows were not ghosts, but a group of nimble foxes and weasels.

Dozens, even hundreds of foxes and weasels shuttled through the woods, light and agile, gliding silently through the withered grass and trees.

The fox spirits and weasels danced, ran and jumped around Yan Huan, their fluffy tails swaying gently.

A faint strange fragrance spread as they danced. The foxes' figures and the fragrance were intertwined, gradually blurring the boundaries, making it difficult to tell whether it was the fragrance that was dancing or the foxes in the fragrance.

They sang in low voices, the sound was like the whispers in the wind. Yan Huan just closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and his body seemed to merge with the world.

Suddenly, all the foxes and weasels stopped what they were doing and stood neatly around Yan Huan. They all bowed their hands, worshipped the bright moon in the sky, and gently breathed in the moonlight.

The moonlight poured down like silver water, sprinkling on them.

The fur of the fox and weasel sparkled under the illumination of the ice wheel, as if coated with a layer of silver.

Gradually, Xiao Bailing slowly grew a second tail. At the same time, Zhengyang stood up from the ground, with his legs straight. His figure became more and more like a human. Even his eyes, as dark as black gemstones, had a more complex and changeable expression.

"Come."

Yan Huan quietly stretched out his hand, and as he moved his mind, several flexible tentacles suddenly emerged from his palm.

The tentacles grew and spread rapidly, surrounding Bai Ling.

Yan Huan concentrated his mind and gathered his energy, and began to use his own flesh and blood as a foundation, integrating Sui Sui's magical talents, and with the help of the wood spirit Bifang's [Construction], he slowly completed the incomplete body of the fox spirit.

"Oh my god, this is outrageous!" The big tiger Lu Shanjun, who was lying on the side, suddenly looked up.

The tentacles were seen twisting gently around the fox spirit's body, as if they were weaving new life.

Yan Huan's brows furrowed slightly, his expression becoming more focused and serious. The Qi in his body was in resonance with the heaven and earth. He controlled the tentacles in an orderly manner, reshaping the body for the fox spirit.

As time went by, the fox spirit's body texture gradually became complete.

"call--"

Yan Huan was panting and sweating profusely. This act against heaven had caused immeasurable damage to his mind and spirit.

After resting for a while, he began to weave Zhengyang's body using the same method.

Lu Shanjun's eyes widened to the size of lanterns, his gaze locked on Yan Huan, his deep voice echoing through the forest: "Amazing!"

What kind of courage and strength is needed to replenish the body abandoned by animals!
Just as I was surprised, a young fox came over.

"Why is Brother Huan willing to sacrifice his mind and soul to replenish our bodies?" It couldn't go forward to disturb Yan Huan who was busy, so it had to ask the new spirit tiger who had just arrived a few days ago.

"The unity of sex and life is the complete form of life." Lu Shanjun spoke with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"Animals that abandon their fleshly bodies will never achieve enlightenment. Haven't the elders in your clan ever mentioned this kind of thing?"

The little fox shook his head.

"My grandfather told me clearly!" Lu Shanjun raised his head and said arrogantly.

"It's not easy for us animals to obtain Qi, but because our minds are simple, our cultivation speed after obtaining Qi is much faster than that of humans. But think about it, if you put it simply, isn't it stupid?"

"Humans are truly smart, otherwise they wouldn't be the most intelligent creatures on earth. That's why animals practice cultivation based on the cultivation methods summarized by humans. Do you understand?"

The little fox nodded, not quite understanding.

"Humph! I knew you wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

Lu Shanjun put his paws side by side and raised his head slightly. "The Wei and Jin Dynasty immortal Ge Hong believed that there are three kinds of immortals, namely heavenly immortals, earthly immortals, and corpse-removing immortals."

"After attaining enlightenment, a Taoist priest can abandon his physical body and ascend to heaven, or he can leave no body behind but only an object, such as clothing, a staff, or a sword, to leave the world behind and ascend to heaven. This process is called corpse transformation, and the immortals who become immortals in this way are called corpse transformation immortals."

"He also said that the superior ones lift their bodies up into the sky, which is called heavenly immortals. The middle ones travel to famous mountains, which is called earthly immortals. The inferior ones die first and then shed their bodies, which is called corpse-transmigrating immortals."

"Look, what you are pursuing is nothing but the lowest level! A mere corpse-reincarnated immortal is nothing but low-class stuff in the eyes of a true immortal. If you really want to pursue the great way, you still have to cultivate a body and spirit that are one, and a life and death that are both intact."

"If you were like me, you wouldn't be easily restrained by others' magic. You little spirits use the most inferior methods to cultivate too easily, and you won't go far."

The little fox looked up in admiration. As they talked, fox spirits and weasels came over one after another.

"Your great grandfather knows so much, he must have cultivated to become an immortal, right?"

Someone among the spirits asked.

Lu Shanjun looked up at the cold night sky. A snowflake fell into his pupils, and his eyes instantly became crystal clear and moist. "Knowing a lot and practicing are two different things."

"My great grandfather didn't make it far either. He was shot to death by a group of poachers."

"Its Qi dispersed through the heaven and earth, its soul returned to the void, its body was skinned, its meat eaten, its bones ground, its penis soaked... It was a pity that before it died, it was still worried that it would become Qi-turbid after killing and eating people, so it refused to bite a few more people to death and drag a few more people down with it... There was nothing we could do, we animals are simple and stubborn!"

"That's why I hate poachers and those greedy people..."

Lu Shanjun sighed, looked down at the dejected little guys, and then looked at Yan Huan.

"Master Huan is a man who does great things. I am a little envious of you guys."

On the opposite side, Yan Huan rebuilt Zhengyang's body and fell to the ground exhausted.

"From now on, you will be cultivating both your body and soul. Even though it will be a bit hard, the road ahead will be much longer than before."

"Got it!" Bai Ling and Zheng Yang rubbed his fingertips affectionately, then ran to the side, rested their heads on Yan Huan's back, and lifted him up.

Yan Huan had just sat up straight when he suddenly sensed two unusual auras coming from outside the mountain.

"On such a cold night, you still have the mood to wander around other people's mountain yards. You are quite free."

Yan Huan frowned slightly, feeling a little alert, but he quickly relaxed.

The two were too weak and hadn't done anything out of the ordinary, so he didn't plan to pay any more attention to them.

The snow in the mountains has piled very deep, and the cold is bone-chilling.

Yan Huan turned his head and looked at the small house not far away, which seemed a little cold and desolate in the lonely and cold night.

There was no heating in the house. Yan Huan did not plan to spend the night here, so he used the fire left in the Yan family and quickly returned to the room where his mother lived.

Snapped!
He lay on the bed, and a golden light flashed, and a crystal clear pearl emerged.

"It's been more than half a month, and there's still no response. Is it because the damage from the last loan was too great?"

Yan Huan rubbed the pearl and felt only a slight coolness. He placed the pearl on the bedside and fell into a deep sleep.

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Three days later, Longhu Mountain, Tianshi Mansion.

In front of the mountain gate of Zhengyi, two Taoists hesitated to move forward.

Looking up, they couldn't help but feel awe at the magnificent aura of the Tianshi Mansion.

“Is this the holy land of Zhengyi - Longhu Mountain?” One of them exclaimed in a low voice, with a hint of shock in his eyes.

The other person nodded, his eyes full of admiration: "It is said that the old Heavenly Master has reached the pinnacle of cultivation, and controlling the thunder is as easy as taking something out of a bag. It is said that he can drive the thunder to descend to the world and suppress evil spirits with just a thought."

"I didn't expect that I would have the honor of meeting the real person today." The first person's voice trembled slightly, with some anticipation and some nervousness.

"It's okay, don't be nervous, we are here for serious business."

The two looked at each other, took a deep breath, and went straight into the Tianshi Mansion.

After passing the Jade Emperor Hall, you will see seven giant ancient camphor trees, connected by a line to form the pattern of the Big Dipper on the stars. There is an osmanthus tree in the corner of the courtyard. Although the flowers have fallen, the fragrance can still be smelled in the air.

"My two Taoist friends, may I ask what brings you to Mount Longhu?" When the old Taoist's ninth disciple, Taoist Rongshan, saw the newcomers, he bowed and asked.

"My fellow Taoist, we are from Qingfeng Temple. We have been traveling in the Dayu area recently and saw something strange happening in the mountains. Evil spirits are growing. Unfortunately, my two brothers are not very experienced and dare not take action without authorization."

"So I have no choice but to ask the old Heavenly Master to come forward."

Rong Shan asked in confusion, "There are still evil spirits and troubled times now? In that case, please come in, both of you."

Led by Taoist Master Rongshan, two Taoists came to the private residence of Tianshi.

The place is built with blue bricks and gray tiles, the ground is paved with stones, there are wooden buildings running through, carved beams and painted buildings, and decorated patios, which have the architectural characteristics of an ancient royal palace.

Passing through the central hall of the front courtyard, the two Taoist priests heard the powerful voice of the Heavenly Master before they saw him in person.

"Lingyu, save me! My master is almost beaten to death!"

The two were stunned and looked at each other.

Who dared to fight the old Heavenly Master in Longhu Mountain and actually won? ?
"Ah..." Rong Shan covered his face helplessly and slapped his forehead, "Don't panic, my two Taoist friends, just follow me."

Just as he finished speaking, another word was heard from inside the room.

"How dare you, the little thief, to steal my ass by playing dirty tricks behind my back!" Zhang Zhiwei was furious.

Zhang Lingyu frowned, "Master, it's at four o'clock. There are at least three people there, all experts."

"I estimate there is an eight-fold scope."

boom!
Boom!

As soon as the gunshots were heard, Zhang Zhiwei was shot and fell to the ground, and then someone else jumped in and stabbed him in the face.

The screen darkened and the perspective changed.

"These two kids are so insidious!" Zhang Zhiwei put down the tablet, "I have never seen such a tough opponent. Lingyu, can you still eat the chicken?"

Zhang Lingyu stared at the screen intently, "Master, don't worry, let me avenge you!"

……

"No, this..."

The two foreign Taoist priests were stunned again.

The legendary master who had an immortal appearance and was powerful enough to suppress an area was actually playing games with his apprentice?
He was also beaten to death.

The two were stunned, unable to connect this Taoist giant with shooting games.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Taoist Master Rongshan pretended to cough, "Master, a guest has arrived."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei stroked his long beard and stood up from the armchair.

The two of them bowed respectfully and said, "Chen Ang (Wu'an) of Qingfeng Temple, greets the old Heavenly Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled amiably and said, "My two young Taoist friends, why are you looking for me?"

"Old Heavenly Master, my two brothers and I were passing through the Dayu area when we saw a small mountain full of evil spirits and evil spirits. We were afraid that something extraordinary was about to become a big deal!"

"It is our duty to eliminate demons and defend the Way, but that evil spirit is really..."

"Oh, how embarrassing!" The two of them lowered their heads in shame and sighed heavily.

The kind of evil visible to the naked eye can be described as demonic energy. Even if you are determined to eliminate demons and monsters, you must also know yourself and act within your ability.

Zhang Zhiwei stroked his beard and thought for a moment. Nowadays, some spiritual objects that can obtain and practice Qi are not common, except for the immortals worshipped by the Northeastern Chinese.

Could it be a ghost infestation?
"Lingyu." Zhang Zhiwei turned to his disciple and said, "You have been staying in the mountain for too long. It would be good to go down and take a walk."

"This time, you will go to Dayu and investigate the situation. If the ghost plague is endangering the local area or is a threat to the peace of the world, you can take action to deal with it."

(End of this chapter)