We bear people have power

In the end, Guan Bo still did not agree to become the guardian beast of Gongsun Jing's sect.

But this female swordswoman, who had just accepted her first disciple, seemed to have nowhere else to go. Holding onto the belief that perseverance would lead to victory, Gongsun Jing followed Guan Bo.

Gongsun Jing was very confident in her Taoist skills and believed that one day she would make Guan Bo bow down and accept this adorable pet as his mount.

To this, Guan Bo could only curse in his heart: "What an idiot."

On the way to Black Wind Mountain, this female swordswoman accompanied me.

Above a clear blue sky, Guan Bo revealed his true form, leisurely flying on the demonic wind.

Beside them, two silver sword lights, one large and one small, swirled and danced, sometimes fluttering like colorful butterflies, sometimes racing like lightning, a truly beautiful sight.

Lingxiu had eaten bamboo shoots from the Purple Bamboo Forest, and her body was recreated by the Bodhisattva with the sweet dew of the willow branch. Furthermore, she had undergone the baptism of heavenly tribulation with Guan Bo when he was undergoing his tribulation. Therefore, she was extremely talented and could be said to be a rare gem that was hard to find even once in a thousand years.

Gongsun Jing imparted all his knowledge to Lingxiu, his first disciple, and even bestowed upon him the Silver Dragon Sword.

In just one day, Lingxiu had mastered the art of flying on a sword. Apart from being slower than Gongsun Jing, she had already mastered the technique.

After a few days' delay, we finally arrived at the old site of Guanyin Temple before dusk two days later.

They were not far from Black Wind Mountain, but Lingxiu had just entered the immortal realm and had not even completed the hundred-day foundation building. After flying for two days, he was exhausted. Guan Bo decided to rest for one night at Guanyin Temple and return to Black Wind Mountain the next day.

Guan Bo picked some grass leaves, piled them together, and built a nest.

Lingxiu skillfully crawled into the little nest and fell asleep in no time.

Guan Bo wasn't sleepy, so he wandered around the neighborhood.

The Guanyin Temple was burned to the ground because Abbot Jinchi, driven by greed, tried to steal Tang Sanzang's brocade cassock. Guan Bo revisited the place and felt a pang of regret.

The once magnificent Zen temple, which covered a vast area, is now reduced to ruins.

Elder Jinchi lived to be two hundred years old and once sat down with the Black Bear Spirit to discuss Buddhism. But no matter how eloquent he was or how rich and powerful he was, he could not compare to the Great Sage blowing a breath of air into the fire.

Two hundred years of lifespan, hundreds of robes, and the entire wealth of the Zen monastery have all turned to ashes.

I watched him build a tall building, I watched him entertain guests, I watched his building collapse, and all his wealth and glory vanished in the blink of an eye.

Guan Bo thought to himself that if it weren't for the powerful Black Bear Spirit as his backer, and if he hadn't been enlightened by Guanyin Bodhisattva, he would probably be no better than the old monks of Guanyin Temple, and would only be able to forage for food in the mountains and forests all day long, eventually dying in some remote corner.

But then I remembered how the Great King of Inspiration ravaged the small village, leaving hundreds of mortals with no choice but to wait for death. The tragic scene is still vivid in my mind.

Guan Bo sighed inadvertently, "The difference between immortals and mortals is so vast. I pity us mortals, with so many worries. Now I finally understand the meaning of this."

Gongsun Jing's voice came from behind Guan Bo: "As a monster, you are really kind-hearted. You are indeed very suitable to be our sect's guardian beast."

Guan Bo turned around and resolutely refused again: "I will absolutely not join your sect."

"Why is that? Is there something wrong with our Gongsun faction?" Gongsun Jing asked, puzzled.

"There are too many bad points. If I had to say, the name of your sect alone makes me very resistant," Guan Bo said helplessly.

Gongsun Jing inherited all her Taoist skills from the nameless immortal cave, so she herself can be considered the founder of the sect.

However, whether this fellow Daoist Gongsun Jing was lazy or had difficulty coming up with a name, he named his sect after his own surname, which sounded incredibly rustic.

"Your sect name isn't even as good as Baozhilin Jingwumen's," Guan Bo added with a look of disdain.

"What kind of sect is that Baozhilin Jingwu School? Can their Taoist arts compare to my Reversed Five Elements Sword Technique?" Gongsun Jing said arrogantly.

Okay, even if Wong Fei-hung and Huo Yuanjia were combined, they probably wouldn't be a match for this woman, but that's a completely different matter from the fact that the sect's name is unsophisticated, okay?

Guan Bo really didn't know how to correct this girl's aesthetic sense. Anyway, he would never join that Gongsun faction, no matter what.

Otherwise, when he identifies himself in the future, Elder Guan Bo of the Gongsun faction... might mistake him for a son-in-law who has lost his ancestral surname.

"If you look down on the name of my Gongsun faction so much, then at least give me a nicer one!" Gongsun Jing said, her face slightly flushed.

Although he was a sword immortal who could roam freely in the heavens, Gongsun Jing had not received much formal education.

Being able to help Xiaoyingcao choose the Daoist name Lingxiu was already a great achievement, which is why the sect name was so casual.

Guan Bo thought for a moment and said, "How about calling it Yihua Palace? The mistress of Yihua Palace is Gongsun Jing, which seems quite nice."

"No, no, it sounds like a brothel." This time it was Gongsun Jing's turn to refuse decisively.

"Then let's go to the Divine Water Palace. You can call yourself the Water Mother Yin Ji from now on," Guan Bo suggested again.

"No, no, my Reversed Five Elements Sword is not just of the water element." Gongsun Jing objected again.

"Hey, you're being too picky. Everything here is much better than your Gongsun faction." Guan Bo stretched out his limbs and collapsed into a giant panda pose, looking utterly powerless.

Gongsun Jing laughed instead, finding Guan Bo particularly amusing. She thought, "Other spirit beasts are only cute when they're clever and lively, but this monster seems more endearing the lazier he is? Just lying there like that makes me want to pat his head. No, I have to make him my mount!"

Guan Bo had no idea that he had merely used the Panda Lace technique, yet it had solidified Gongsun Jing's resolve once again. Being cute isn't always a good thing.

Gongsun Jing wanted to tease Guan Bo a little more, hoping to get closer to him, but the Silver Dragon Sword in her hand suddenly trembled.

At the same time, Guan Bo also suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on a certain direction deep in the dense forest.

"There is evil spirit!"

"It smells like blood!"

Gongsun Jing and Guan Bo spoke almost simultaneously, both sensing that something unusual was happening in the dense forest.

"I have my protective robes, so I'll go check it out first. You stay here and guard Lingxiu," Guan Bo instructed Gongsun Jing.

Gongsun Jing did not refute, but simply nodded in agreement.

Guan Bo rolled in the air, transforming into a smaller humanoid form, and flew towards the direction from which the demonic aura and bloody stench emanated.

There was no moonlight tonight, only a few stars, so Guan Bo flew close to the ground and was not easily spotted.

Soon, he arrived at the location of the scent.

To his surprise, the scene before him was not a horrific sight of monsters eating people, but rather several mortals dressed in black robes carrying two monsters, one red and one green, through the dense forest.

They moved with incredible speed, as if they possessed some level of cultivation.

What surprised Guan Bo even more was that he discovered he actually recognized the two monsters who had been captured.