A cat that lingers beside a saint

fishing?

Still thinking about fishing at Yaochi?

Putting aside whether there is anything in that Jade Pool, the key point is that you still want to fish for a dragon?

The old Taoist priest's face flushed slightly, and his tightly closed mouth almost burst out laughing.

After a while, the old Taoist priest finally caught his breath. He looked down at Su Bai and said, "If you really want to fish, there is a pond behind that mountain, and there are quite a few fish in it."

Hearing the old Taoist's words, Su Bai smiled.

He's not stupid.

He had already begun roaming the mountains before the monsters were even born.

He had traversed the entire mountain range countless times, knowing exactly where the ponds and streams were.

As for the direction the old Taoist pointed out, Su Bai had been there before. There was indeed a pond there, but it was a stagnant pool. You couldn't even find a fish bone, let alone fish.

"Master, wouldn't it be simpler to just say that I don't want you to leave?"

The old Taoist priest raised an eyebrow slightly: "You already know, why are you asking?"

Upon hearing this, Su Bai's face fell. But when he thought about how the Six Pure Bamboos he had worked so hard to obtain could only be used for grinding his teeth, he felt it was such a waste.

He had heard that these six bamboo sticks of purity could catch anything, and that during the Investiture of the Gods, they had even caught Wuyun Xian of the Jie Sect.

They even brought him back to his original state.

If you use this bamboo to fish in the East, West, South, North, and South Seas, wouldn't all four Dragon Kings become peacocks?

Thinking of this, Su Bai quickly followed the old Taoist's steps, leaped onto the old Taoist's back, and then quickly climbed onto his shoulder.

"Master, I promise I won't cause any trouble this time. I'll just go fishing."

"Oh right, I promised to bring you a piece of clothing last time. I haven't had a chance to pick it up yet. You let me go out for a bit. When I come back, I'll bring you a fish to go with your drinks."

"clothing?"

The old Taoist priest curled his lip. Every time this little thing wanted to go out, he always had so many excuses. The key point was that every time he came back, he never brought back anything good.

As for his clothes, although they looked patched up, they would be a treasure if thrown into the outside world.

As for fish...

The old Taoist smacked his lips. Although a sage would not have any culinary desires, he had stayed in this painting for who knows how many years.

Those so-called drinks were actually all concocted by him. To say that he didn't want to try them was just a lie to himself.

After a moment's hesitation, the old Taoist priest looked at Su Bai: "Are you really going to go and coming back right away?"

Upon hearing that there was hope, Su Bai's eyes lit up immediately: "Master, don't worry, I promise I won't cause you any trouble this time I go out. Even if I do cause trouble, I will never tell anyone about you."

"Then I really thank you."

……

Standing outside the wall, Su Bai was just about to go outside when he suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Turning his head, he saw Jinwu staring at him with resentful eyes.

"You are the Golden Crow." Su Bai frowned slightly.

"I know." Jinwu's gaze remained filled with deep resentment.

She's clearly a little sun, but the way she looks at people sends chills down your spine.

"You are a sun, don't be so cold and gloomy," Su Bai continued to remind him.

"I know, you can go now. I'll just watch you leave."

Su Bai pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

In fact, Su Bai had also considered taking him, or Wan Ling, along to go out and see the world.

But the old Taoist priest seemed to disagree.

The fact that only he could pass through this wall is enough to show that no one else could get through here except him.

But if the old Taoist priest is willing to help, could he take them out to have a look?

Thinking of this, Su Bai went to the door and peeked slightly in the direction where the old Taoist was.

As usual, Master was either slumped in the rocking chair or still slumped in the rocking chair.

Su Bai had just opened his mouth, but before he could utter a word, the old Taoist's voice rang out: "Get lost."

"Okay, sure."

Outside the temple, Su Bai lay on the ground looking at Jinwu: "You see, it's not that I don't want to take you out, it's that Master doesn't agree."

"But I think it's best if you don't go out."

Although Jinwu was somewhat unhappy, as a born king, he would never show his displeasure on his face.

But Su Bai's words puzzled him.

"Didn't your master mention this before? There were originally ten Golden Crows in the outside world, but later only one remained. Haven't you ever wondered why?"

Jinwu remained silent, simply watching Su Bai quietly.

In his opinion, Su Bai was actually quite powerful; at least in this world, this cat could easily suppress him.

However, every time Su Bai returned from the outside world, he would tell Wan Ling about his experiences there.

Jinwu learned from Su Bai that the people outside seemed to be even more powerful than Su Bai.

The key point is that it's not just a little bit impressive.

If he were to follow Su Bai out with his current cultivation level, he would likely die outside before he could even announce his name.

Thinking of this, the golden crow couldn't help but shake its feathers.

Then he stared intently as Su Bai walked into the walled area.

As soon as Su Bai left, time seemed to stand still throughout the entire void.

Inside the courtyard, the old Taoist turned to the side and looked at Wanling, saying, "If any living being in this world were to leave, the outside world would be thrown into turmoil. Junior Sister should understand that, right?"

Divine light surged in Wanling's eyes. He took a step forward, and the land in the courtyard instantly became vibrant with life, covered in a layer of greenery.

"Is my senior brother reminding me not to invite trouble?"

"In this land, none of us saints except you dare to use our saintly power. As long as the saints do not come out, the Three Realms are at peace. However, if any living being from this place were to enter the outside world, it would surely bring a great threat to the Three Realms."

"At that time, it's hard to guarantee that the Dao Ancestor won't reappear. Then it won't be as simple as being forced to take a Saint-Death Pill."

Nuwa covered her mouth and chuckled. Speaking of the Elixir of Immortality, she remembered something interesting.

When the great war of the gods was about to end, this senior brother Tongtian, in a fit of anger, actually wanted to recreate the world.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Dao Ancestor, the Three Realms would probably have been wiped out long ago.

Later, fearing that the Three Pure Ones would still be relentless after his departure, the Dao Ancestor bestowed upon each of the three a Death Pill.

And he even took his senior brother Tongtian with him when they left.

At the same time, a rule was established that sages must not interfere in the affairs of the Three Realms.

Looking back now, Nuwa has some doubts.

In fact, all six sages were involved in the Investiture of the Gods war.

Although she was the least involved, it was fine that she didn't get to take the Elixir of Death.

Why didn't those two in the West give him the Elixir of Death?

Is it simply because they broke away from the Xuanmen sect and established their own Western religion?

If that's the case, these two Westerners have a longer-term vision than others.

Thinking of this, Nuwa gently waved her hand, and a rocking chair appeared beside the old Taoist priest.

"Senior brother, how does the Saint-Death Pill taste?"

The old Taoist priest remained silent, simply waving his fan and gazing at the sky.

The Elixir of Immortality?

What kind of holy pill is this?

Looking back, the Daoist Ancestor said that this elixir contained a deadly poison, and anyone who harbored thoughts of fighting would die suddenly.

To put it bluntly, it's the same as when he told Su Bai that food contains mundane elements and can be highly poisonous—it's a matter of belief; if you believe it, it exists; if you don't, it doesn't.

Otherwise, he would have already died when he was imprisoned in Zixiao Palace.