Start as a Temple Spirit

Chapter 142 The Elf is Small

The sound of whips breaking through the air rang out at the construction site, urging the ungodly to work harder.

Of course, scolding is inevitable. First scolding, then whipping, then beating. This is the rule set by the legacy.

Therefore, a certain ungodly person is not far from being beaten.

Sometimes, violence has to be used because they are impious.

On the wasteland in the southeast direction, the villagers are working hard to turn the soil, build field ridges, level the land, and talk and laugh. This is their treatment.

"Everyone, work hard and try to catch up with the autumn sowing." Shi Tou, who was in charge of supervision, shouted loudly to the villagers who were working.

"Deputy captain, I'm afraid it won't work if we just do autumn sowing like this." The reserve village captain expressed his concerns.

"Of course not. After the autumn planting, we still have to build simple wooden fences and plant thorns to prevent wild animals from destroying the crops. In short, there is a lot of work to do."

"I'm not afraid of a lot of work. As long as I can live a good life and find a wife, I'll just do it." A prospective villager said loudly.

"Haha, that's right." Voices of agreement arose.

"Okay, can you guys be a little more promising? Don't just think about the stuff in your lower body. Think about your future generations, practice hard, break through the Qi Refining realm, and then get married and have kids." Shi Tou said with disdain.

"Deputy Captain Shi, can we join the hunting team and get the cultivation techniques and elixirs?" the reserve village captain asked expectantly.

He knew how well the hunting team members in Forgotten Township were treated, so he had been actively reforming himself after being captured.

As soon as these words were spoken, all the prospective villagers looked at the stone with anticipation.

This is their common desire.

"Of course you can. You are all young and strong. The village cannot let you farm for the rest of your life. You must be trained to be hunters, yes, the village warriors that the Seventh Elder mentioned. So as long as you behave well and sincerely repent, you will have the opportunity to join the hunting team and get training." Shitou said this and used the reserve village warriors as proof.

"With what Deputy Captain Shi said, we have more hope." The reserve village captain said happily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The voices of agreement suddenly arose.

"You're hopeless, I tell you." Shitou began to paint a rosy picture for the reserve villagers, and the reserve villagers' eyes lit up when they heard it.

In the palace of the Huawai Taoist Temple, Shang Liangshan, who was practicing, sensed something, slowly opened his eyes, and looked up at the roof.

The next second, he disappeared from the spot and appeared under the corner of the palace eaves, looking at the cocoon emitting seven-color light.

"Rustle" groups of elf butterflies flew over, dancing around Shang Liangshan, making pleasant sounds.

"Don't be anxious, your king is about to be born." Shang Liangshan said with a smile.

By the way, can the Elf Butterfly understand this?

As if it heard Shang Liangshan's words, the cocoon made a hissing sound and the colorful light became brighter, as if a treasure box was opened.

A colorful light shone through Shang Liangshan, and through the torn cracks in the cocoon, a pair of colorful wings could be seen struggling to pry open the cocoon.

With a "bang" sound, the silk thread of the cocoon was torn apart, and a colorful figure broke free from the crack, spread its wings and flew. After flying a circle in the air, it lowered its altitude and flew around Shangliang Mountain, making a "la la la" sound.

Shang Liangshan stretched out his hand, and the colorful figure flew obediently into his palm.

The video is locked, and what comes into view is a colorful little man the size of a palm with a pair of colorful wings.

It has a pair of colorful wings, a body as big as two fingers, wears a colorful dress, has delicate facial features, jade-like skin, purple hair fluttering in the wind, and a pair of crystal tentacles on its forehead that make "la la la" sounds non-stop. It is a tiny little girl.

If it were equipped with a magic wand, it would look a lot like Bala the Fairies.

"You can be called Xiaola from now on." Shang Liangshan gave the Elf Butterfly King an appropriate name.

"La La" Xiao La nodded, and its crystal tentacles swayed, so cute.

"Go and reunite with your people." Shang Liangshan said softly.

He was always gentle towards little girls.

There's nothing he can do about it, he's always been like this as he's a total otaku.

When the night was quiet, he would always stare at the screen tenderly and look at Yame... well, Elf Butterfly.

"La la la la" Xiao La nodded, spread its wings happily and flew up, taking hundreds of elf butterflies with it to the Huawai Taoist temple, leaving behind the cheerful sound of "la la, rustling".

"Xiaocao has help this time." Shang Liangshan smiled as he watched the flock of elf butterflies flying away.

"Ya ya ya" the voice of the small cube came from under the palace, but it was quickly pulled away by the grass, muttering something.

Shang Liangshan vaguely heard: "When the Elf Butterfly King has dealt with the affairs of the tribe, he will come to play with you."

"What a difficult child to grow up." Shang Liangshan smiled happily and went back to continue practicing.

It’s still the same old saying, there is still a long way to go for Thirteen Acupoints.

But being struck by lightning paid off, as he manifested six orifices, namely: two orifices for the eyes, two orifices for the ears, and two orifices for the front and back yin.

He is now focusing on the heart (tongue).

Wang Ting, who was cleaning the temple courtyard, suddenly heard a series of "la la, rustling" sounds.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of fairy butterflies flying out from the Forgotten Temple.

At first she didn't care much about it, because after she took over from the old patriarch and cleaned the Forgotten Temple, she often saw such scenes.

But when she saw the colorful figure surrounded by a group of elf butterflies, she was stunned and didn't even notice that the broom had fallen to the ground.

When Wang Ting saw the colorful figure clearly, she rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

After confirming it again and again, she turned around and ran out of the temple, bringing up a gust of wind.

Not long after, she ran back to the temple following Wangmu and Wangyou.

"Sister-in-law, where am I?" Wangyou looked around and asked curiously.

"Among the group of elf butterflies, she has a pair of colorful wings." Wang Ting, with blushing cheeks, said, pointing to the group of elf butterflies flying in the sky.

"It should be the Elf Butterfly King transforming into an elf through a cocoon." Wangmu, who knew that the Elf Butterfly King had transformed into a elf through a cocoon, looked at the group of elf butterflies in the sky that looked like flowers and guessed.

"Elf Butterfly King." The little raccoon jumped onto the temple wall and shouted to the group of elf butterflies.

With the sound of "la la la", the group of elf butterflies dispersed and made way for a path. The colorful little La flew out and had a spiritual exchange with the little Li.

When Wangmu, Wangting and Wangyou saw Xiaola's appearance clearly, love welled up in their eyes and they couldn't wait to rush forward and hug the cute Xiaola.

Oh, it seems I can’t hug him. Don’t worry about this detail. Just take it as a description of my mood.

"The Elf Butterfly King is now called Xiao La. She can barely understand human language." Xiao Li, who had finished communicating with Xiao La, said to the three Wangmu girls.

"Xiao La? This is a good name." Wang Mu said against his will.

Because she knew that such an appropriate name must have been given by Shang Liangshan.

"Hello, Xiao La." Wang Ting and Wang You greeted Xiao La excitedly.