Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 129: Elf Butterfly King Cocoon

"Old naughty boy?" Yang Hong thought for a moment and said, "At least that's his inner character. Otherwise, he wouldn't give up everything. This is impossible in a powerful society."

Most people in power would like to take all the power into their hands to prevent their subordinates from taking over.

"They are brothers and sisters who share life and death, and have experienced all kinds of hardships together. The trust generated by this friendship is something we cannot understand." Lin Weiwei sighed.

Being in a powerful position, they can't help but fight for power and engage in intrigue and deception, so they really can't understand this trust.

"That's right." Yang Hong nodded, thinking of something and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, after Mr. Yi sees off the caravan, he should be able to walk around with you when he's free."

Lin Weiwei blushed when she heard this, and shook her head and said, "Brother Feng and Xiao Chao will go into the mountains to look for wood for shipbuilding. They only have one wooden boat left."

"Mr. Lin, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not."

"You say." Lin Weiwei knew that the serious matter was about to begin.

"With the current momentum of Forgotten Township, it is certain to grow and develop. Our academy wants to set up a training base in the Shiwan Mountains. Why don't we report it and build a base here?"

"I have thought about this problem, but the Xuanxu Sect has already built a base in Forgotten Township, and I am afraid it is not appropriate for our academy to interfere."

The Xuanxu Sect was so powerful that even the dynasty did not dare to offend it, let alone the Women's College.

"Mr. Lin, you are worrying too much. I asked Wangmu about the nature of the base established by Xuanxu Sect. Wangmu said that the land of the base is rented, not sold, and Xuanxu Sect will not interfere in the affairs of Forgotten Township."

"So that's the case. It seems that we have all underestimated the Forgotten Land. No, to be more precise, we have underestimated the temple spirits of the Forgotten Land."

"It is a miracle in itself that a village can support a Yellow Spirit, not to mention that it is a temple spirit with a Taoist temple, which is unprecedented in history. This alone is enough for Xuanxu Sect to pay attention to it. Moreover, there is also a disciple with top-grade water spiritual roots and high-grade thunder spiritual roots. If these two disciples develop, the relationship between Xuanxu Sect and Forgotten Village will be close."

Lin Weiwei was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect Yang Hong's investigation to be so in-depth and attentive.

She looked at Yang Hong and asked in a low voice: "Sister Yang, do you want to make friends with the Xuanxu Sect through the academy and the Forgotten Village?"

"Yes." Yang Hong nodded heavily. This was exactly what she planned. If this succeeded, it would be a great achievement.

"Tonight, let's communicate with the elders." Lin Weiwei said with a complicated expression.

She really didn't want to take advantage of the legacy and get in touch with the Xuanxu Sect, but if she wanted to renew her old relationship with them, she had to find an opportunity to stay.

Fortunately, Yang Hong's proposal did not have any malicious intent, so she agreed.

In the Huawai Dojo, Xiaocao couldn't help but frown after communicating with the group of elf butterflies.

Because the elf butterflies searched for a whole day but couldn't find their king.

"Is the Elf Butterfly King not in the Huawai Taoist Temple?" Xiao Cao muttered, and then shook his head. If the Elf Butterfly King left the Huawai Taoist Temple, the group of Elf Butterflies outside would discover it.

Therefore, the Elf Butterfly King should still be in the Huawai Taoist Temple. Thinking of this, Xiaocao sat cross-legged on the grass, using his ultimate move to communicate with the plants, looking for the Elf Butterfly King.

After a long time, the slightly tired Xiaocao opened his eyes and frowned even more tightly.

Because according to plant feedback, the Elf Butterfly King has not appeared for several days.

"Could it be that the Elf Butterfly King abandoned his tribe and left secretly?" This was Xiaocao's thought, but he quickly denied it.

There is no choice but to go find the owner.

Xiao Cao stood up and walked towards the white palace. When he was close to the palace, he heard his master humming:

Let me take your heart off

Try to melt it slowly

See if I am still perfect in your heart...

The lyrics made Xiaocao shudder when he heard them. The master was really a cruel man who didn't talk much. Even his humming was so murderous and could easily break people's hearts.

Shang Liangshan, who was lying on the grass in front of the palace and missing his first love, sensed Xiaocao's arrival, stopped humming, turned his head to look at Xiaocao and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Master, the Elf Butterfly King is missing, and the Elf Butterflies are looking for it." Xiaocao saluted.

"The Elf Butterfly King is missing?" Shang Liangshan was slightly stunned when he heard this. He turned over and sat up, looking at the Elf Butterfly flying among the fruit trees. He turned back and asked Xiaocao, "The plants haven't found any trace of it either?"

"No, it disappeared a few days ago." Xiaocao shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Shang Liangshan subconsciously looked towards the white palace, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the white palace like a net.

Soon, he discovered something unusual under the eaves behind the palace.

Under the stone eaves, in a hidden corner, there is a seven-colored insect cocoon stuck, exuding vitality.

"A butterfly emerges from its cocoon." The idiom flashed through his mind. Shang Liangshan withdrew his spiritual consciousness and said to Xiao Cao, "The Fairy Butterfly King is emerging from his cocoon and stuck under the eaves. Go ask the Fairy Butterfly what's going on."

"No wonder the cocoon is stuck under the eaves." Xiao Cao thought to himself and responded as he walked towards the group of elf butterflies that were looking for their king.

"The Elf Butterfly King is going to be promoted to level four? Isn't this too coincidental, too much of a protagonist's halo?" Shang Liangshan murmured to himself.

There was no way, it was just too much of a coincidence. Taoist Xuanzhen had just told him to cultivate the Elf Butterfly well and do his best to cultivate a fourth-level Elf Butterfly, and the Elf Butterfly emerged from its cocoon.

The probability of this is even higher than winning five million. Of course, those who win five million do not include the director.

Not long after, Xiaocao returned and brought back the news that the group of elf butterflies didn't know what was going on.

Shang Liangshan looked at the group of flying butterflies under the eaves behind the palace and said to Xiaocao, "Let the butterflies leave. Don't disturb their king from breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly."

"Breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly? Master, do you mean that the Elf Butterfly King is evolving?"

"Evolution? Well, that's a very accurate description, but whether it's evolution or not depends on the luck of the Elf Butterfly King."

Xiaocao nodded in agreement. When he and Heizi broke through to level five, they would have been struck to death by lightning if it hadn't been for the help of their master.

Xiaocao left, and Shang Liangshan continued to lie on the grass slope, humming:

Let me take your heart off

Try to melt it slowly...

In the cave, a full-throated singing voice rang out:

twinkle Twinkle Little Star

The sky is full of little stars

Hanging on the tree to shine

Like many little eyes...

The old patriarch hummed a song and walked towards the rocky path.

Under the shadow of the pillars of the General Temple, a pair of eyes as black as ink looked at the old patriarch in confusion. Who else could it be but Xiao Meng?

After leaving the temple, the old patriarch went straight to the temple guard camp, took a nice bath, cooked a few dishes by himself, and then ran to the wolf's den to get a jar of wine. He held the wine in one hand and the dishes in the other and walked towards the temple.

As soon as he entered the temple gate, the old man saw the little fox sitting on a chair under the pavilion, looking at him with a smile.

"Old Patriarch, you've been drinking secretly again." Xiaoli said with a smile.