Chapter 504 - The Bewitching Lark (1/2)

The atmosphere is subtle and complex. Monsters and the three of Lin Luoran are all waiting near the light door.

The crystal has been taken out again long ago. This place is now warm again, which remains unchanged throughout the year. The h.o.a.rfrost on the moss disappears and the moss turns green.

How to do?

This is the common question in the mind of the monsters and the three of Lin Luoran. It is a pity that the two sides just made peace not long ago, and the atmosphere is so serious that they can’t talk casually for a while.

Monsters and cultivators can skip meals. However, Liao has a long lifespan but he is actually the same as a mortal. After running for life for so long, Liao’s stomach growls when no one makes a sound.

He feels very embarra.s.sed. Lin Luoran takes out some fruit and throw them to Liao. The fruit is fleshy with soft skin. After one bite, the fragrance of fruit fills the surrounding area. The lark turns its head. Its round eyes roll a few times, and then it lowers its head and combs the feathers on its wings.

The lark doesn’t run around with an unhumanized body like other monsters. It still has its original body with a beautiful crown on the head and a small and conical mouth. Its wings are long and pointed while its tail is a little short. Its grayish appearance has nothing to do with beauty or deterrence. Only its voice is excellent. It talks endlessly, but it is not annoying.

The bird is looking at Lin Luoran secretly, and Lin Luoran is also looking at it.

Compared with those monsters, the lark looks very weak. However, it can stay here safe and sound. No one can deny its wisdom. Its words are sharp, but Lin Luoran always feels that they are the protective color of the bird.

These monsters have plenty of time to think about it, but Lin Luoran doesn’t, because cyan little fox is still in the hands of “blizzard”. No one knows how long the animal trap Liao threw out casually can stand.

The three of them absolutely have no way to reach the ice peak by themselves. However, how can monsters unite?

The lark on the opposite side is looking at her secretly again. Lin Luoran thinks for a while and takes a handful of cherries out of s.p.a.ce with sweet potato leaves. She doesn’t say anything. Others only think she takes something out of the storage s.p.a.ce. Although the cherries are a little bigger and reddish, they are nothing strange in the eyes of these monsters.

However, after Lin Luoran invites the lark to taste the cherries produced by s.p.a.ce, she actually gets in touch with the lark.

Lin Luoran is surprised by the bird’s wisdom hidden under the twitter. As soon as she begins to talk, the lark interrupts her plan of encouraging the monsters to act. It eats the cherries while talks about ancient legends casually.

“The Green Mountains world used to be the home for all races. However, now it’s a rare thing that a human race appears.” The lark spits out a cherry pit. It looks around for a while, and then lowers its voice to whisper in the ear of Lin Luoran, “Monsters look down on the mountain outside, but I heard that an evil spirit is suppressed there.”

Evil spirit? Lin Luoran rolls her eyes to the lark. Even the cultivators of the Gathering Vitality period is afraid of that thing. How can it just be an ordinary evil spirit. Soul and spirit are the weakest. When White Fairy was under the abyss, it was even afraid of the Taoist wind. Common soul and spirit can not even withstand a Fire Ball spell from cultivators. Compared with cultivators pursuing Tao of nature, Taoists who hunt ghosts just play some little tricks.

But what the lark says is also a clue.

Liao comes forward brazenly, “Then maybe the thing suppressed there is my old acquaintance.”

Speaking of this, he takes a sneaky look at Baojia and then sits down seriously.

Lin Luoran suddenly thinks of something. Liao came here earlier before them, and he is an old monster who has lived for countless years. Although he does not have any personal ability, he is never an “illiterate” in knowledge… If you must compare him to something else, you can say that it is a mobile library of the world of cultivation.

Why is Liao taking a peek at Baojia? If the group of “blizzard” under the altar is an old acquaintance, it can only be Liao’s old acquaintances. How does it have anything to do with Baojia?

Lin Luoran shakes her head, trying to shake this absurd idea out of her mind. Liao then silently mouths words to her.

After guessing for a while, she finally catches the silent syllable that Liao doesn’t utter… Kuizang? What the h.e.l.l! Lin Luoran has nothing to say with Liao. She turns her head and talks to the lark again, and then she is suddenly stunned.

Liao is not talking about “Kuizang”, but Gui Zang!

Old acquaintance, Baojia, the Green Mountains—there is an old saying from Gui Zang·Qis.h.i.+, “Chiyou came from Yang River with eight arms, eight toes, and spa.r.s.e hair. It reached Jiunao to get Kongsang. However, the Yellow Emperor killed it in the Green Mountains.” How can she forget this?!

In the legend of Huaxia, the Yellow Emperor tribe lived in Kunlun Hill with the nine-tailed fox “Lu Wu” as their G.o.d of protection protector.

In addition to ordinary mortals, the Jiuli tribe and the Dongyi tribe also live here. They also wors.h.i.+p nine-tailed foxes as the G.o.d of protection.

When the mist is unveiled, thoughts can easily diverge from a certain point. Lin Luoran narrows her eyes and thinks a lot. Baojia is a descendant of the Jiuli tribe. The fake saintess is “the saintess of the Jiuli Tribe”. Nine-tailed fox is the protector of the Jiuli tribe… No wonder when the fake saintess was about to leave the earth with jade stairs, she wanted to take the cyan little fox with her… Although cyan little fox didn’t know her, the fake saintess had probably known its family.

Chiyou came from Yang River… The Yellow Emperor killed it in the Green Mountains.