I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Not only Bai Rongrong, but even Yan Xiu was so surprised by this answer that he was speechless.

But on second thought, this white fluffy creature might have been favored by heaven and earth, so it was able to awaken its spiritual intelligence among many birds and beasts and embark on the path of spiritual practice.

After all, she was just an ordinary rabbit. If she hadn't embarked on spiritual practice, she would probably have been an unintelligent beast until her death.

Yan Xiu sighed secretly in his heart.

I originally wanted to explore Bai Rongrong's origins to find out whether there are other immortal cultivators in this world, but I didn't expect it to be a dead end.

Bai Rongrong caught a glimpse of the undisguised look of loss on Yan Xiu's face, her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly spoke.

"Master, I am incompetent. I hope you will forgive me."

Yan Xiu just smiled and replied: "It's okay, it's not your fault."

There are only a few birds and beasts in the world that can practice cultivation, and even fewer that can reach the state of speaking human language with white fur.

Although they have a long lifespan, most things are over once they are done and many cannot be remembered.

After all, most things are just bits and pieces in their long lives.

Yan Xiu continued to ask, "Then where did you cultivate this spiritual power? Was it born naturally or was it taught to you by someone else?"

Bai Rongrong answered this question quite straightforwardly.

"This cultivation technique has been in my mind since I opened my spiritual wisdom. Even if I don't practice it deliberately, my realm will rise over time."

This is the benefit of practicing as a monster. Even if you sleep soundly every day, your realm will rise.

In their long lives, spiritual practice only occupies a small part.

Hearing this, Yan Xiu was somewhat moved, and asked tentatively: "I wonder if you can teach me your cultivation technique?"

"Of course, I won't let you suffer any loss. As long as you ask, I will send the Great Yuan Emperor to find it for you."

Bai Rongrong was not very resistant to this matter. After all, Yan Xiu was the benefactor who saved her from the shackles, so this little thing was naturally no problem.

But she was curious. Her cultivation technique could only be practiced by monsters. Yan Xiu was a human. How could he practice this technique?

"But my cultivation technique can only be learned by monsters and beasts. How can you, a Taoist priest, practice it?"

Yan Xiu had already guessed what she was thinking and smiled slightly.

Yan Xiu called out softly, and a clear chirping sound was heard from the sky.

Bai Rongrong instantly sensed the familiar scent of its own kind and looked up hurriedly.

I saw the blue phoenix breaking through the rolling clouds, strolling gracefully in the sky, and slowly flying towards the courtyard.

Bai Rongrong was stunned for a moment, with her mouth wide open.

"This...this is..."

When Bai Rongrong felt the same aura emanating from Qingluan as her own, she found it a little unbelievable.

She originally thought that she would be the only demon beast in the world. After all, she had never seen any other demon beasts of her kind in hundreds of years.

Seeing Qingluan today, a glimmer of hope suddenly arose in my originally lonely heart.

It turns out I’m not alone!

Just as Bai Rongrong was thinking about it, Qingluan had already landed and stood at the gate of Yan Xiu's courtyard.

Qingluan obviously also noticed Bai Rongrong. She poked her head into the yard, stared at Bai Rongrong curiously with a pair of bright eyes, and suddenly called out.

Yan Xiu and Qingluan were in tune with each other, so he naturally noticed what it was thinking. He turned around and said to Bai Rongrong.

"Qingluan is very excited to meet you today. At least this is the first time I've seen it so happy in all these years."

Bai Rongrong took small steps to the blue phoenix and gently stroked its dreamy and bright blue feathers.

Although Qingluan's bloodline is much higher than Bairongrong's, given their different realms, Bairongrong naturally does not feel any pressure.

Bai Rongrong finally reacted and said, "The Taoist priest wants my cultivation technique, so it must be for its sake, right?"

Yan Xiu nodded slightly when he heard this.

Although over the years he has sent people to search everywhere for whether there are any monsters in this world that have the ability to cultivate.

However, there has been no progress over the years, and Yan Xiu's originally active mind has gradually died down.

It wasn't until Bai Rongrong appeared that he rekindled his hope.

"I wonder if you would like to?"

Yan Xiu asked.

Bai Rongrong nodded heavily without hesitation.

After getting the affirmation, Yan Xiu finally resolved a problem that had troubled him for a long time.

"In that case, you can stay in Fuzhen Temple."

Bai Rongrong showed a worried look at this time.

"Master, I'm just worried that the Yuexuan Holy Land won't just give up. After all, they are an ancient sect that has been passed down for thousands of years. Naturally, they have many tricks. I'm afraid we can't defend against them."

Yan Xiu didn't care about this.

He originally wanted to wipe out the Yuexian Holy Land in one fell swoop, but after some thought, he decided to take advantage of it for the time being.

However, he was worried that after this defeat, the Xianyue Holy Land would shrink its power and choose to lie dormant rather than gather people to seek revenge on him.

But now that I know the location of the Xianyue Holy Land, if they don’t come, I will go and visit them in person.

"You don't have to worry about this. It's fine if they come, but I'm just afraid they don't dare to come."

Having said that, Bai Rongrong still had that worried look on her face.

As the guardian beast of the Yue-Xian Holy Land for hundreds of years, she was naturally very clear about the strength and foundation of this ancient sect, which was by no means comparable to the current Yuan Dynasty.

However, seeing that Yan Xiu looked confident, the worry in my heart was put to rest.

But when she saw Yan Xiu take out the two remaining soul stones, a hint of anger suddenly rose in her heart.

Without waiting for Yan Xiu to ask, Bai Rongrong released a stream of true energy, trying to smash the soul stone into powder.

Yan Xiu grabbed with his big hand and immediately crushed the attacking true qi.

Bai Rongrong was startled when she came to her senses. She hurried to Yan Xiu and said apologetically, "I hope you won't blame me, Taoist. I was hurt so badly by this soul stone that I attacked him in anger."

Yan Xiu didn't care. He looked at the soul stone and asked, "What is this stone? When I was fighting with Hong Qingtian, he took out this thing and it was absorbed by the vertical pupil, and then he released the power of his spiritual consciousness."

Bai Rongrong's tone was filled with hatred: "This stone is called the Soul Stone. After I was trapped in that full moon, the people from the Moon-Bearing Holy Land used this Soul Stone to control me and put me into a deep sleep."

She calmed down and continued, "I was completely unable to resist while I was asleep, so I had no choice but to let it control me. Over the years, they have used this thing to control me and kill many of my enemies."

In fact, Yan Xiu was not very interested in this soul stone, he just asked on a whim.

Then he crushed the two soul stones into powder and let them disperse in the wind.

"Then I'll have to trouble you with Qingluan's cultivation in the future."

With Bai Rongrong around, Qingluan's cultivation speed will surely be much faster in the future.

Although he did not really need Qingluan to help, he was now the mascot of Fuzhen Temple, so his realm naturally could not be too low.

Bai Rongrong nodded after hearing this.

Yan Xiu cast his gaze into the distance and fell into deep thought.