Chapter 61: New Mount

  That little pig heard Zhuang Xiong ask this way, and couldn't help but be stunned, vaguely saying: "What is male and female? What are masculinity and femininity?"

  Zhuang Xiong heard this and was so angry that he didn't know how to explain it.

  Zi Yu and Kong Xuan were about to inspect, but Zhuang Xiong hastily stopped them, saying: "A young girl, how can you casually inspect this kind of thing? If it were a boy, what would you do? I, a grown man, feel embarrassed to inspect, fearing awkwardness."

  Zi Yu and Kong Xuan looked at each other in dismay, but they also knew that there was reason to be concerned. Kong Xuan asked, "What should we do then?"

  Zhuang Xiong thought for a moment and asked: "Do you like to be closer to me or these two girls?"

  "Of course it's those two."

  Zhuang Xiong's face turned black, but he still let out a sigh of relief and said: "It seems that you should be a boy now. Alright, since the great god said you're a vegetable spirit and you yourself said you're often called a vegetable helper, from now on 'Vegetable Helper' will be your Dao number. Starting today, you'll be my mount. As for the rules, Ziyu will explain them to you later. For now, return to your original size and let's see if you qualify as a mount."

  The little pig, from now on called Cai Bangzi, heard Zhuang Xiong's order and quickly restored his original form. He was several thousand feet in size, with ears that covered the sun and a tail like a steel whip. His entire body was snow-white without any miscellaneous hair, and he emitted a cold light that made him appear even more majestic and powerful.

  In fact, this dish rack is not ordinary, it's the first pig in the world, with ears that call the wind and hooves that tread on clouds. Its body is also proficient in ice-type divine abilities. It was born in Mount Buzhou, but after seeing Zhuang Gong, it felt that Mount Buzhou was very dangerous, so it started to travel around the wilderness of Honghuang. Who would have thought that it could evade for a while but not forever, and eventually fell into Zhuang Gong's hands.

  Zhuang Xiong nodded and followed Zhao Gongming and several others, who jumped onto the back of a vegetable vendor, indicated the direction, and ordered the vendor to set off.

  I didn't expect this dish to be so fast, with four hooves treading on clouds and the wind beneath giving it an extra boost. It's almost as if it doesn't need the Purple Jade to slow down, and if both ears were to unleash their Wind-type divine abilities, they would actually surpass the speed of the Purple Jade. The few people present couldn't help but click their tongues in amazement.

  Everything went smoothly, and several people returned safely to Mount Emei.

  As soon as they arrived at Mount Emei, Zhuang Xiong stopped a few people. It was Zhuang Xiong who thought that from the time he met Zi Yu, it had been several tens of thousands of years, and yet he still hadn't lectured on the Dao to these few people. Even though these few people's cultivation was high, they were only at the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal, but if he were to lecture them on the Dao before the Daluo Golden Immortal realm, it would be of great help to them. So he stopped a few people and decided to lecture on the Dao.

  Although some people didn't know and couldn't imagine what kind of state Zhuang Xiong was in, no one dared to doubt his level. Everyone was full of expectation, sitting obediently, waiting for Zhuang Xiong to begin. It seemed that the people present were either maids or attendants, and there wasn't a single true disciple of Zhuang Xiong among them, making it a rather unusual scene.

  It was only for a few people to preach, and the cultivation of several people was not high, so it didn't need to be made complicated. Zhuang Xiong just preached the Tao before the Daluo Jinxian realm to a few people, Zhuang Xiong's body is the spirit of the earth, giving birth to all things, and Zhuang Xiong is also proficient in Lei Xi, space and other Taoist laws, several people can find their own part one by one, and soon they will be fascinated.

  Zhuangzi said, "I only talk about what I understand myself. The few of you in front of me who need it have already used up nine years and that's all I've got to say." The four men also came to their senses from their meditation. They hastily spoke in unison: "Thank you, Master (Sir), for your teachings."

  Zhuang Xiong smiled and said, "No need to be so polite. Although most of you call me 'master', it seems that we are not really in a master-servant relationship. I don't necessarily regard you as servants either. So why the thanks?"

  Kong Xuan said: "We know that Master is good to us, so we dare to be so presumptuous. It's also to make Master happy. We can't help with anything big, we can only say thank you and do our own things well. When there's nothing to do, we'll just try to make Master happy." The others nodded in agreement.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh and scold: "Are you teasing me? As long as I don't die from anger, that's good enough. Since the lecture is over, all of you go back to meditate and reflect on your own. Gong Ming, stay behind, I have something to tell you about your past. Otherwise, you'll always be suspicious and think wildly, which will affect your future prospects in cultivating the Tao."

  Zi Yu, Kong Xuan and Cai Bangzi hastily bid farewell, but Zhao Gongming became even more restrained, standing respectfully to listen quietly.

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but smile and shake his head, but he also didn't bother to tell him not to be so formal, that it would be fine with time. So he opened his mouth and began to speak, telling the story of Pangu opening up the sky and its connection to Feng Ling in a smooth and flowing manner.

  Zhuang Xiong finished speaking and saw that Zhao Gongming was still in a daze, so he couldn't help but laugh: "Do you understand now? That Pangu is the great god who opened up the sky, with divine power that even the primordial demon gods don't know how many were killed. What about you, just a mere wind spirit? This has nothing to do with being thick or thin. You also saw Taiyi's battle with Kunpeng that day, shouldn't you know how to choose by now?"

  Zhao Gongming hastily spoke up, "With the teacher's reminder and having witnessed the great battle at Beihai, I had already long been clear on how to cultivate. Just now, I was suddenly thinking that because of my fault, the teacher was injured and suppressed for countless years, wasting who knows how much time in cultivation. I don't know how to make it up to you."

  Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but laugh and said, "Although it's true that there's a bit of the flavor of past life cause and present life effect in this, after all, Feng Ling is not you, and you're just a part of Feng Ling. Moreover, as my long-time follower, although you have to accept my protection, you're also destined to listen to me for the rest of your life and help me with things. There's no greater punishment than that."

  Zhao Gongming knew that he would benefit more from it, but he was still moved in his heart. He didn't say anything and just bowed to thank the teacher for his teachings.

  Zhuang Xiong rolled his eyes and said, "Everyone says they hate it when people say 'thank you' all the time, but you're still thanking me? Forget it, you can leave too. I need to cultivate my skills now."

  Zhao Gongming made another bow and backed out of the cave.

  The third lecture at the Zixuan Palace is not far away, and Zhuang Xiong also prepares to review his lessons, carefully organizing the situation of San Hua, and once again carefully comprehending the Tao in the accompanying Lingbao, time passes unknowingly.

  Emperor Jun finally began to take steps out of his rule over the vast wilderness, with ten great demon generals each commanding an army, and countless envoys setting out one by one to various parts of the vast wilderness, intending to unify the demon tribe first. The demons in the vast wilderness saw that Kunpeng had already surrendered to the Heavenly Court, and naturally responded one after another, while those who had slight objections were naturally killed. Emperor Jun's pace was very fast, and this little obstruction was not worth delaying his time.

  The Wu tribe wasn't idle either, since they claimed to control the land, they wouldn't allow the demon tribe to cause trouble on their territory. So, they also eliminated a few of their more aggressive members and cleaned up the demon tribe, while also preparing for war provisions for the Wu tribe.

  At this time, the atmosphere in the vast wilderness began to become tense. People with foresight could see that a great war was inevitable between the two tribes of witches and demons. It's just a matter of time. Some people also lamented that the vast wilderness had just been calm for less than 100,000 years, and another great war was about to break out? Zhuang Xiong sometimes glanced at it, and his heart couldn't help but feel some nostalgia for the harmonious society of later generations.

  On this day, the vast expanse of the sky finally remembered Hong Jun's voice: "The third lecture at Zi Xuan Palace will begin 100 years later. Those who are destined may come to listen."

  Zhuang Xiong let out a long sigh, has he lectured for the third time? After finishing his lecture, it means that Hong Huang should enter the period of great war, right? Not wanting to think about these feelings too much, Zhuang Xiong just smiled bitterly and left the pass.

  The four little guys were already standing in front of the door, looking at Zhuang Xiong with expectation.

  Zhuang Xiong just smiled and called for the dishes to be served in larger portions. The group then headed towards the Zi Xuan Palace.

  The Zixiao Palace still stands tall, but the number of people who came this time has decreased. The grand scene of three thousand guests in the Zixiao Palace is no longer seen, and only a few hundred people are scattered around. Zhuang Xiong and San Qing, who are in the late stage of Quasi-Sainthood, will naturally arrive. Emperor Jun, Zhenyuanzi, Nüwa, and more than a dozen other Quasi-Saints in the middle stage have also arrived. There are also over a hundred Quasi-Saints in the early stage. In the past, when there were many people, it didn't seem like a lot of people, but now they all stand out. Among them is an Eastern King Gong who has transformed into a Yang energy.

  There were still three to five hundred who had only reached the peak of Daluo Jinxian, but had not been able to break through. They came here seeking opportunities. Zhuang Xiong couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Hong Jun said, "It's indeed true that those with fate will obtain it, and forcing it is useless." But he didn't know how many of the three thousand guests would fall in the great war. After all, they were all cultivators seeking the Way.

  Zhuang Xiong's appearance was indeed met with a burst of astonished gazes, and it seemed that the vegetable leaf was quite a stylish mount. I don't know how many people were left staring in amazement. However, Nüwa looked at Zhuang Xiong's back, where Zi Yu and Kong Xuan stood, her brow furrowed slightly, her small mouth pursed, and she let out a cold snort.

  Fuxi burst out laughing and walked up, calling out: "Dumb bear, you really are one of a kind. Last time you had that majestic mount, everyone was just about to learn from it, but then you came up with... uh... this special mount? Of course, I'm not saying it's bad, it's actually quite cute, but when I think of your true form and compare it to this adorable little pig, I feel like... it's a bit eerie."

  Zhuang Xiong turned around and glared at Kong Xuan with a fierce gaze, then glanced at Fu Xi with disdain, raised his head and walked away, seemingly despising Fu Xi's lack of insight, directly ignoring him as he went towards Nüwa.

  Nüwa was still pouting with a small mouth, turning her head and ignoring Zhuang Xiong. She had an arrogant and proud appearance. After thinking for a moment, Zhuang Xiong understood Nüwa's thoughts. He looked back at the vegetable stem and had an idea in his mind.

  Zhuang Xiong pretended not to see Nüwa's angry expression, jumped down from the back of Cai Bangzi, and smiled: "Nüwa sister, have you been well lately? What do you think of my mount? Does it look familiar?"

  Nüwa glanced at the vegetable leaves quickly, but didn't remember anything. She let out a cold snort and turned her head away. In fact, since Nüwa was born, she had come into contact with countless small animals, teasing them casually, so how could she possibly still remember after nearly 100,000 years?