Chapter 941: The Green Robe and Nannan: The Familiarity of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art (4/5, Requesting Subscription)

Beidou.

Unconsciously, Zhang Taixuan brought Xiao Nannan to Beidou and found the site where the Taixuan Sect had been established.

At this time, there was naturally no Taixuan Sect here—only an uninhabited wasteland of mountains.

He found a mountain range, waved his hand casually, and instantly, pavilions and terraces appeared atop the peak, wreathed in white clouds, like a celestial palace standing firm.

"Wow, so beautiful!"

Xiao Nannan cheered, her jet-black eyes sparkling brightly.

Zhang Taixuan reached out and grasped the sky, turning the clouds and mist into a set of clothes, which he handed to Xiao Nannan, saying, "Go take a bath. Afterward, we'll talk about cultivation."

"Won't Brother Taixuan come with me?" Xiao Nannan gazed at him with wide, hopeful eyes.

Zhang Taixuan sighed helplessly: "Of course I can't go with you—you're still a child!"

Looking toward a nearby tree, he saw a bird/u perched on a branch, tilting its head, curiously watching these two sudden beings.

Two-legged, no wings—so strange.

At least in the bird/u's eyes, the human form was still far too strange.

Zhang Taixuan thought once, and the bird/u instantly appeared in his hand.

"Ji ji!"

The bird/u let out a panicked screech.

The two-legged beast is terrifying!

Zhang Taixuan's hand glowed with immortal light, and in the next moment, the bird/u transformed within his grasp into a girl of about ten or twelve, dressed in a green robe.

"From now on, your name is Qingyi. You will serve Nannan exclusively." Zhang Taixuan pointed casually and imparted to Qingyi some basic life knowledge.

Qingyi came to her senses, staring at her own body, on the verge of tears.

She now looked extremely beautiful, her figure exquisitely graceful.

But that was only true from a human perspective.

To a bird/u, she had lost her wings, her feathers, and the ability to fly.

This state terrified her immensely.

"There's no need to worry—you can still transform back into a bird/u if you wish. It's not like you've lost the ability to change."

Zhang Taixuan said softly, "Besides, once I teach you cultivation, you'll achieve immortality—wouldn't that be better than dying after only ten or so years?"

"Immortality?" Qingyi was puzzled.

Zhang Taixuan pointed to the distant mountains, his immortal light shifting to show the lifespans of countless creatures.

"A human's life is but a season; a plant blooms and withers. All things are transient, without constancy. But cultivation empowers living beings, grants eternal life, ensures I endure even when heaven and earth perish—isn't that glorious?"

Zhe.

Qingyi had never understood the wonder of cultivation, nor the danger of death.

Seeing the creatures Zhang Taixuan displayed—many birds/us once lively on branches, then suddenly falling to the ground, stiff and lifeless—she was startled.

For the first time, she understood the concepts of life and death.

And she felt fear of death.

For an ordinary bird/u, she had only known the joy of life—how could she have ever imagined the terror of death?