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Chapter 16 Princess Rakshasa

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    Lan Xianli politely said goodbye to several fellow disciples from the Jiaozhen Hall with clasped hands, and drove the flying needle into a quiet valley with forest springs.

    It is the time of late spring, and fireflies flying all over the sky decorate the valley like stars falling to the ground.

    Beauty Mole's cave is located beside a waterfall that looks like a bridal veil. It is a giant snail shell with an outer wall shining with sapphire cold light, as tall as a three-story building. Because of the abundant spiritual energy, a cluster of snails grows on the top of the shell.  Clusters of Qihuayao grass.

    A group of egrets built a nest in the grass nest. Seeing the orchid Xianli falling from the sky, the chicks opened their mouths one by one and waited for feeding.

    The beauty mole took out a piece of intestine-cleansing rice rice ball from her pocket, and accurately flicked the cooked rice grains into the chick's mouth, with a smile on her face that even she didn't notice.

    For those powerful beings, she will always have a strong desire to hunt them.

    But she will also feel pity for the weak lives, because they pose no threat to her at all.

    Passing through the curtain-like light curtain at the door, the innocent smile on the beauty's face turned cold again.

    She was in a good mood today because she finally completed the initiation ceremony of the "Multiple Heart Sutra" in Huanxifang, completing the most fatal flaw.

    But after encountering Wu Meiniu's "Tian Yusu, Ghost Night Cry" in the Lantern Palace, her mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

    For the six-path sentient beings living in the world of Little Sumeru, it is extremely difficult to cultivate the true mind method. In the world of Jambudvipa, a talented person can just appear and create it.

    How unfair is God?

    What made her even more angry was that when the supreme elder Mi Yexi ordered the Qi Refining monks to return to the caves from the Lantern Palace, the Number One Scholar actually took Fa Liuli, Fa Ming and Fa Hai and drifted away.

    Among the five great swords of the French generation, I am the only one who doesn't fit in. This shows that my change came too late. If I want to integrate into their inner circle, it seems that I have to make more efforts.

    Let go of your pride, let go of your reserve, let go of your hatred

    "But it's really difficult." Lan Xianli wanted to cry, but her sense of honor forced the tears to brew in her eyes and never overflowed, because her race regarded weakness as the greatest original sin. No matter when and where,  All must be faced with courage.

    "Hua Lianshu Whatever Wu Meiniu can do, you can do it too." Wiping away her tears, the beauty's heart rekindled her fighting spirit.

    Her fighting spirit talent is the pride of the entire clan, and she cannot lose to anyone in this aspect.

    With a gentle stamp of his feet, a circle of silver light appeared on the ground, a whirlpool of eight-sided sword-shaped sea of ????qi. Beauty Mole's familiar and flowing inner force guided the spiritual energy elixir in the volute cave to flow into the slowly rotating external qi.  In the sea.

    She frowned, because the speed of refining true energy with this plug-in Qihai was slower than she imagined.  If she follows the conventional cultivation method to inhale the great spiritual energy medicine, with her bones that have been baptized by the Ximu Divine Gang, she can accumulate one hundred and three turns of true energy in one night. However, with Wuxiu's plug-in sea of ????qi, she can accumulate it in one night.  It's probably just a fraction of the above.

    Lan Xianli was very disappointed.

    She felt that she was not suitable to be a Buddhist monk, because Buddhist dogma made her feel uncomfortable everywhere, such as killing and fasting. Although the Maha Infinite Palace was only superficial, she still felt very uncomfortable.  There is a kind of resistance in my heart.  Wu Meiniu's martial arts creation shocked her, and she also had secret joy and fantasy, thinking that with her outstanding martial arts qualifications, she could easily make a name for herself in martial arts.

    "But after experiencing the true energy absorption rate of martial arts practitioners personally, she felt that it would be better to practice the "Multiple Heart Sutra" honestly.

    "One is to turn the true essence three times in one night, and the other is to turn the true essence one hundred and three times in one night. The gap between these two methods of cultivating the truth is too big.  If you specialize in martial arts, wouldn't it mean that you have lost the vitality of your body in vain?

    "Huh?" Lan Xianli suddenly noticed a hint of the secret sword's lingering charm from the external air sea on the ground, like a startling glance from a beautiful woman in a hidden corner. It's fine if she didn't notice it. Once  Once you notice it, you can't ignore it.

    Beauty Mole closed her eyes and savored the artistic conception left in this sword rhyme.

    The vortex of the air sea that was originally under her feet rose like the morning sun to the east. After rising to the screen of her mind, the eight sword edges shining with silver light spun like a windmill.

    The green sparrow mouse was frightened by this abnormality. It quickly got out of Lan Xianli's long hair, twisted its buttocks, and desperately flapped its pair of petite and exquisite wings to slip away.

    Beauty spots have never been like thisThis wonderful feeling, when she was conducting a long examination of the meaning of the secret sword, the spiritual platform was as clear as a jade pot with a heart of ice, and countless inspirations were like big beads and small beads falling on a jade plate. All kinds of fantastic ideas jumped and collided, generating countless hearts.  of sparks.  She has never had such strong confidence in understanding the secret sword - ten days!  As long as you give me ten days, I will definitely be able to pierce through this layer of window paper and completely understand this secret sword!

    "Interesting, this secret sword is probably the 'intentional sword' left by Wu Meiniu, the founder of the sect, right?" Lan Xianli opened her beautiful eyes, shining brightly: "Martial cultivators only need to realize a brand new secret sword.  The sword breaks the bottleneck. By then, after cultivating the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine revolutions of true energy, you will be able to advance directly to the second level of Qi refining! This method of cultivating the true heart, apart from the fact that it is too slow to accumulate true energy, is really suitable for me!"

    "Squeaks ~~~ Squeaks ~~~" Qingquir flew to her in front of her, and also revealed her soft belly. I don't know if it means that she or she wants to shoot her.

    Lan Xianli's whole body exuded a special kind of pheromone, and the green sparrow and mouse immediately flew into her palm obediently, folding its wings and not daring to move.

    The belt tied around the neck of this little flying squirrel was broken into two pieces by the beauty mole's fingernails.

    The pendant on the leather cord is a jade-pupil slip the thickness of a little finger, inlaid with gold.

    Lan Xianli looked at the jade-pupil slip thoughtfully, and then thought about it. The golden elixir-stage bull demon she met in Huanxi Square at noon today seemed to be suspicious. He came up to talk to her twice, and even took the initiative to report himself.  He said that he was from the Cuiyun Mountains in Hezhou, Xiniu.

    Lan Xianli had already checked in Zhizhu that the Cuiyun Mountains, which covers thousands of miles, is the only area in the Jambu world where the two Rakshasa ethnic groups, Poyazhi and Pochituo, are left behind.

    "I'm afraid he hung the jade-pupil slip on Qingqueshu's neck on purpose, right?"

    "Did you, a little thing, let me reveal my secret?" Beauty Mole sneered and stroked the little head of the green sparrow mouse, which frightened the mouse whiskers around its mouth and shook them like chaff: "Okay, I want to see it.  Look at what kind of medicine your bull demon master is selling in the gourd!"

    With a flick of her fingers, she drove the green bird and mouse away. Lan Xianli held the Jade Eye Slip tightly and penetrated her spiritual consciousness into it.

    There is no other information in the Jade Eye Slip, only an image left by the golden elixir bull demon. The content is also very simple. The golden elixir bull demon who calls himself Niu Dali straight to the point reveals his identity, saying that he is Xiniu Hezhou Cuiyun.  The master of the Moyun Cave in the Jilei Mountains of the Mountains, his Taoist monk is a Poqituo Rakshasa monk, and he is also the young patriarch of the Rakshasa Shisheng clan in the Cuiyun Mountains, known as Princess Iron Fan.

    He said he didn¡¯t expect that he would be lucky enough to bump into another Rakshasa monk named Pochituo when he decided to stop at Little Buddha Island on a whim.

    Niu Dali felt that a lonely shadow could not give birth to a lonely sun, and since he could meet Lan Xianli, it meant that there must be a Poqiantuo tribe in Xiaofozhou, and as the prince-in-law of the Poqiantuo tribe, he naturally had the responsibility to save the lost ones.  The same people brought them back to the Cuiyun Mountains, the only safe place flowing with milk and honey.

    The golden elixir bull demon then kept talking about the lofty status of Moyun Cave in the Cuiyun Mountains. Lan Xianli basically didn't listen to it. She only knew that in the end Niu Dali kindly invited her to come out and meet her, as long as she was willing to move her tribe to  Cuiyun Mountain Range, under the command of his Taoist companion - any conditions can be negotiated.

    "I will wait for you for three days at Woniu Mountain, a thousand miles east of Huanxifang. Remember to bring my green bird mouse with you when you come." Niu Dali's last words were very meaningful, "Although I don't know how you got in.  From the Maha Infinite Palace, but I guess this human cultivation sect must not know your true identity, right?"

    "Princess?" Lan Xianli couldn't help but laugh after reading the message: "How could the young patriarch of Poqiantuo have the nerve to call himself a princess? Do the Rakshasa in the Cuiyun Mountains even have no respect for superiors and inferiors, and no ethics?"

    She walked out of the volute and sat down on the steps at the door.

    The stars and the moon hang high, and the night is like water.

    Lan Xianli held her chin, gently stretched out her hand, and caught a firefly with a shining butt.
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