Chapter 118: Yuan Er Arrives from the Outer Gate There is a new person among the outer disciples. It is said that he is a beggar picked up by Elder Fu Cang when he went down the mountain. He is so thin that only skin and bones are left. He is small and looks very pitiful. But he was not a formally recruited disciple, and he had no deed to prove his identity. His origin was unknown, which was really against the rules. But the person has been taken to the mountain, and we can't send him back, right? Looking at the skinny child, Han Yang was really troubled. But Lingxiang didn't care at all, thinking that people who practice Taoism fight demons and defend Taoism. If they don't save people from death, what's the point of defending Taoism? These remarks made Han Yang laugh and cry, but rules are rules after all and they cannot be broken. Lingxiang was helpless, and she acted coquettishly and threatened at the same time, saying that the Chrysanthemum Garden and Bamboo Garden were empty anyway, so she took them first, and all expenses would be paid by Qingwei Peak. Han Yang had no alternative but to do this for now, and then report to the sect leader to make other plans. Seeing Han Yang's agreement, Ling Xiang was naturally overjoyed, jumping and running towards Qingwei Peak. Looking at her lively appearance, he could only sigh and shake his head - the expenses of Qingwei Peak were always deducted from the sect, and it sounded righteous, but wasn't it the sect doing good for her? After settling the little beggar and having someone buy him a set of clothes, Han Yang went to Wuji Palace to report. The little beggar was not shy. When the disciples were bathing him, he asked a lot of questions. No matter what they asked him, he answered them fluently. After dressing up, he turned out to be a handsome child, but he was too skinny and it was obvious that he had suffered a lot.
The group took him to eat. The way he ate voraciously really shocked everyone. Even the disciples who came to get food couldn't help but stretch their necks to eat. …… "Is there anything wrong?" Han Yang asked in Youyuan Palace. "It seems that he has a childlike nature. He can answer any question, but I always feel that there is something strange about him, but I can't put my finger on it." One of the disciples named Hanwu replied. "What did you ask?" "They just asked me my name, where I lived, who my parents were, why I was begging, and so on." "And how did he answer?" "I just said my name is Yuan'er, I have no father or mother, and I grew up in a dilapidated temple since I was a child." "Did you ask which temple it was?" "I asked, but he said he didn't know what it was called. He only heard from an old beggar that the place was called Zhenfeng Temple in the past. It was once very popular, but no one knew when it fell into disrepair." Han Yang frowned when he heard this. Regardless of how the child replied, the Zhenfeng Temple was located at the junction of Xiangcheng and Guyangcheng. How did a small, frail beggar like him walk for so long to get to the city? "Big Brother, what's wrong?" Han Wu asked hurriedly when he saw Han Yang like that. Han Yang only told him to take good care of her and watch over her carefully, and then he left. The sect was in a time of trouble, so it was better to be cautious in many matters. …… Lingxiang went all the way back to Xianyunju. She seemed to be in a very good mood. She skipped back to the house, leaving Rendong and Xinyi looking at each other in bewilderment. When Long Qi saw Lingxiang from a distance, he hid in the house. He was still very embarrassed about what happened last time, and he still felt uncomfortable when he suddenly saw her. Lingxiang entered the room and closed the door, and her expression immediately changed. It was not that she remembered what happened to Long Qi earlier, but she was plotting against the outer disciples. Yuan Hui was the one she watched grow up, but he was only ten years old, and yet he was killed. For Lingxiang, the resentment in her heart was really hard to calm down. …… "Are you good at the art of transformation?" Ling Xiang asked Wu Yuan in his ear. "Speaking of the art of transformation, Chi Yanzi is the best at it, but his cultivation is shallow, and I think he has not mastered the Wubenxiang Jue, so he can't understand it. But if you ask me if I am good at it..." Wu Yuan said, and he revealed his tail again, playing with it and keeping the secret.
"So, your cultivation as a fox is not that great. After all these years, you still can't even perform the art of transformation." Lingxiang laughed wantonly, and her innocent look startled Wu Yuan. After being distracted for a moment, Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Don't be so harsh on me. Not to mention that I have practiced for so many years, even if I didn't have these years of practice, I am now a fox. Have you ever seen a fox spirit that is not good at the art of transformation?" "That's hard to say. You're neither a demon nor a spirit, so how would I know?" Wu Yuan smiled while fiddling with his fluffy tail. "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" Lingxiang frowned and pondered for a while before speaking: "Let's not talk about whether this gang will help me or not. Even if you want to help me, you don't have the strength to do so. Can you enter the Yuanqing Sect's mountain defense formation?" "Why? You want me to go deep into the tiger's den! Your mountain defense formation is really difficult to use. A few days ago, I and that old guy Chi Yanzi also spent a long time outside to figure it out but couldn't find a way. That's why we decided to stay in your shabby little house." "In that case, why don't you make a bond with me?" Lingxiang said as she looked at Wu Yuan with a smile in her eyes. "Make a pact? What does it mean to make a pact?" The so-called covenant is like a contract. If a cultivator encounters a spirit beast that he likes, he can take it in as a covenant spirit and use it for his own benefit. Even if the two are far apart on weekdays, he can summon it with just a flick of his finger. "If you do this, you will be controlled by me. My cultivation is low, so you can't use your full strength." "That's not a big deal, but would those old weirdos in your sect be willing? As far as I know, your sect is extremely wary of demons!" "Hey! Don't you know me? I have never cared about these details. If I cared about these, I would not have advised you like that that day, right?" Wu Yuan's heart was moved when he heard this. He naturally understood what Lingxiang said. For him, if he could form a bond with Lingxiang, he would be able to accompany her all the time in the future. However, he would not be able to use his full strength. According to the inference of that old man Chi Yanzi, the demon clan's goal this time was Lingxiang. If this was true, he would certainly not be able to protect her well. While Wu Yuan was hesitating, he heard Lingxiang acting coquettishly. "Oh~ Although you can't do what you want after making a contract with me, it doesn't affect your practice. What's more, there are many elixirs you can use after making a contract with me, which will be of great help to your practice!" Lingxiang said, pulling Wu Yuan's tail and stroking it, with flattery on her face. Wu Yuan felt a tingling sensation at the tip of his tail, and looking at the delicate appearance of the little person in front of him, he felt lost. Never mind. This little girl is very cunning. Even if she is in danger, I think she can escape on her own. "In that case, I will grant you the gift!" Seeing Wu Yuan agreed, Lingxiang patted his tail happily, and then began to draw a magic circle in the yard. After a busy period, Wu Yuan had a complicated magic circle under his feet. There were many complicated spells in the circle. Even though he had lived for a long time, he could not recognize them. After Lingxiang drew the magic circle, she jumped in front of Wu Yuan, took out a needle from somewhere, pierced her own index finger, and then grabbed Wu Yuan's finger and pierced that too. Wu Yuan was totally confused, but he saw Lingxiang put their index fingers together, then twisted their hands and muttered something. "You are now a spirit, you have made a pact with me, you must serve me and always protect me. If you disobey me, the Heavenly Thunder Art will be destroyed!" As soon as he finished speaking, the magic circle began to emit bursts of fluorescent light, and in an instant it became dazzling. Wu Yuan closed his eyes. "Since we have made a bond, it is customary for me to change your name so that you can become a word spirit." (End of this chapter)