The next day, the five of them continued hiking in the white sand, and stopped to play when they encountered a particularly beautiful lake.

The number of tourists gradually increased. Fortunately, there were many "Haizi", so they were spread out and there would be no crowding. Ye Xianzi didn't like to gather in groups, but Xiao Nizi liked the excitement, which made her even happier.

People in the Shunxian world like children. When they see a quirky and beautiful little girl, someone will tease her from time to time and make her laugh.

On the afternoon of the third day, the five people crossed a sand dune and saw a rare two-color lake, half of which was light blue and half of which was purple.

Zixuan excitedly ran to the lake to play and watch all kinds of colorful fish. After a while, she raised her head and found several people not far away, watching a middle-aged man painting.

The man was handsome in appearance and elegant in manner. He devoted his whole body and soul to his work. His expression was focused and he wrote gracefully, like a great painter.

The little girl spread her short legs, ran forward, and began to watch it with great interest. The painting was almost completed, and the people next to her pointed at it, thinking it looked good, but they didn't know what it was.

"Sir, there are at least dozens of fish species in the lake, why did you only draw one?" Zixuan asked curiously.

"Hey, can you tell that what I drew is a fish?" The Confucian scholar looked surprised and turned to look at the girl.

"Yeah, aren't they all fish?"

"Oh, tell me, what kind of fish is it?"

"Isn't it just that little gray fish with a pointed mouth and a bulging belly?"

The middle-aged man suddenly became interested and asked with a warm smile: "Little girl, what is your name?"

"Jin Zixuan."

"Zixuan, can you tell how many fish there are in the painting?"

"I counted, one, two, three,..., a total of forty-eight. Oh, no, there is another one here. Hey, why is this one so disgusting? The belly is open, revealing a lot of small yellow beads."

"Those are not beads, they are fish eggs." The Confucian scholar explained with a wry smile, "Zixuan, can you draw?"

"Yes."

"Do you think I draw well?"

"Okay, better than me."

"Are you willing to learn from me?"

"Okay, but my family lives in Yoda City, so I need my parents' permission."

"Are your parents here?"

"Hey, they are over there." Zixuan pointed at Jin Ziming and Ye Ranyi, who happened to be looking this way.

"Okay, let's go there together and talk to them."

The middle-aged man put away his drawing board and followed Zixuan. When the two parties approached, the pupils of the three of them shrank at the same time.

Everyone had changed their auras and pretended to be mortals, but the connection between the high-level monks still made them immediately aware of each other's extraordinary nature.

"It's a demon cultivator." Fairy Ye said calmly.

"Well, my cultivation level is very high, it may be the Dzogchen Dzogchen." The mangy man responded.

The Confucian scholar hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind, strode over, bowed, and said:

"Are you two Zixuan's parents? I'm Gu Bai. I see that Zixuan is very talented in painting, and I want to accept her as my apprentice. I wonder if you two are willing?"

Naturally, the couple did not want their daughter to take the path of magic. The man bowed in return and refused without thinking: "Thank you, Mr. Zixuan, for your kindness. Zixuan already has a painting teacher. As for the rest, we will teach her."

The middle-aged man understood the implication: the other party was on the right path and did not want his daughter to become a demon.

But Zixuan couldn't understand, so she asked doubtfully: "Father, haven't those two teachers left, and no one teaches me painting now?"

"Zixuan, I will find a new teacher for you soon." Ye Xianzi replied helplessly.

Gu Bai looked into Jin Ziming's eyes and read firmness. He shook his head regretfully and sighed:

"It's a pity. She is really a genius at practicing my art. It would be a waste to let her learn other things. It would be a waste of time." Like the reckless man, he talked about both painting and Taoism.

Jin Ziming smiled and spread his hands, showing that he was helpless.

The Confucian scholar glanced at the well-behaved little girl reluctantly and wanted to stroke her hair. After hesitation, he gave up the impulse and said with a smile: "Zixuan, my name is Gu Bai, remember."

He waved his hand, no longer feeling nostalgic, and turned to leave. Zixuan stared at him blankly, her eyes complicated, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The couple looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. There was no entanglement with the other party, which was the best ending. It could be seen that Gu Bai was very strong, and even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be able to defeat him.

It was night, and they were very alert. Instead of going out to enjoy the moonlight, they accompanied Xiao Nizi and went to bed early in the tent.

The next day, they changed direction and headed northeast. Zixuan gradually forgot about it and continued playing in the sand and swimming in the lake.

On the fifth day, the five of them turned to the southwest and began their return journey. Since they were not retracing their steps, they could still see new lakes and sand dunes, so they did not suffer from aesthetic fatigue.

In the evening of the next day, we were very close to the place where the airship would arrive. The night view tonight was magnificent. On the black curtain, the dense stars were particularly bright. From time to time, there would be shooting stars, dragging their long tails, and fleeting.

Everyone was extremely reluctant to leave the "Thousand Lakes Desert" when they thought about it. Liu Yi took out a few bottles of wine, and the two couples talked and laughed while admiring the starry sky.

In the green tent, Zixuan, who was already sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes and sat up. In front of her eyes, a portal made of white sand suddenly appeared. The sand was like flowing water, flowing quietly, which looked extremely magical and strange.

"Zixuan, master is here to pick you up."

The magnetic voice of the Confucian scholar sounded in the little girl's ears. She nodded involuntarily, with surprise on her face.

"Come through the door." The voice was kind and gentle.

Zixuan nodded, stepped in, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The vision in the tent disappeared, and everything returned to its original state. Only the cute little girl was missing.

Hundreds of breaths later, the man holding the wine glass habitually used his spiritual consciousness to detect his daughter. His expression suddenly changed, he stood up and said anxiously: "Oops, Zixuan is missing."

The three of them were shocked. They rushed to the tent and found that it was indeed the case. Hua Xia squatted down and reached into the quilt. "There is still heat in the quilt. He was not kidnapped for long."

Jin Ziming looked at his wife. Although Ye Xianzi's eyes were anxious, she was still calm.

"It was probably the demon cultivator who did it three days ago. He only wanted to recruit disciples and would not harm Zixuan. Don't worry, Ranyi."

"Yes, I understand."

"The two of us will cooperate. I will attach my soul to your consciousness. When you reach the limit, I will continue to search forward."

"good."

Soon, Fairy Ye shook her head, and the reckless man started to take over again, until he reached the extreme speed, and still refused to give up, he chose several directions and sent out the soul belt, but found nothing.

He changed the direction again and sent out hundreds of soul threads, which had exhausted his maximum soul power. Although it could not cover all directions, it had achieved ultra-long-distance detection in a single direction.

He had to give up and said in a deep voice: "No, I can't find it. This person's soul is at least the middle level of the sixth level, higher than you and me."

Ye Ranyi took out the ten-thousand-year black turtle shell and said: "Zi Ming, I will try using the path of cause and effect. Although the accuracy of measuring people close to me will decrease.

But after all, Zixuan is connected to me by flesh and blood, and that kind of perception should be relatively strong. Besides, it is impossible for the demon cultivator to run away without a trace so quickly, maybe I can locate it."

"Okay", the man's eyes showed expectation.

In order to find her daughter, Fairy Ye even put the little girl's hair and a drop of her and her husband's blood into the turtle shell, then sat cross-legged on the quilt of the small bed and began to cast spells.

She found a red bloodline, which passed through the tent, crossed the dunes and lakes, and extended into the distance.

Ye Ranyi followed it carefully for fear of losing it. After burning most of the incense, she slowly opened her eyes and said happily:

"That demonic cultivator is so powerful that even the cause and effect are almost covered by him. Without blood essence, it would be impossible to track him. He is in the southeast, more than 1,600 miles away."

"Okay, I will do my best and use four consecutive 'space folding' attacks to catch him. Liu Yi, you take Hua Xia back, and Ran Yi and I will chase him."

"Great Elder, shall we go too? After all, if we all come out together, we must go back together."

"You have just been promoted to Fusion, and your cultivation is not yet stable, and Hua Xia is still the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and that demon cultivator may be the pinnacle of power. If you go there, it will not help, but it will make me unable to concentrate on fighting the enemy.

You guys go back by airship and I will pick up Zixuan." Jin Ziming made the decision.

"Liu Yi, listen to the elder, Sister Ranyi, be careful." Hua Xia saw the situation clearly and said decisively.

Every time Jin Ziming made a "space folding" blow, Ye Ranyi checked the direction. He made four blows in a row and moved with his wife.

Gu Bai had just finished recruiting his apprentice, and he was in a happy mood, and he began to think about how to educate his precious apprentice.

"She has the same extraordinary vision as me, and her physique is purer than mine. She uses water to enter the Tao. She will definitely become a wizard in the sect and shine in the future.

The only trouble is the previous promise. What should I do if I can't do it in the future? No matter what, there will be a road to the mountain. Maybe by then she will be so obsessed with cultivation that she won't be able to care about it anymore."

While he was thinking about it, his mind suddenly froze and he felt the strange fluctuations in the space. He looked up and saw that the wind and clouds were changing in front of him, and a gap was opened in the void.

A man in black and a woman in a white skirt stepped forward and stared at him coldly. The man's fifth sword was switched to "space jump" to prevent the demon cultivator from noticing.

"Gubai, is my daughter in your space magic weapon?"

The Confucian scholar did not expect that the two of them could catch up with him. He was embarrassed when he was questioned in person, so he could only reply: "Yes, she fell asleep."

"Return Zixuan to us and let this matter be over." Ye Xianzi's cold voice sounded.

"Yes, but she has become my teacher. You have to admit this."

"I teach my own daughter." Jin Ziming was angry. Although the other party had advanced cultivation, he was not afraid of Fairy Ye's help.

What's more, he has seen that the opponent is not aggressive, and if he confronts him head-on, he may not be able to take advantage.

"Then we can't reach an agreement." Gu Bai said helplessly.

The mangy man's body shook, and he waved "Pulse" in the air. While he was in mid-air, his speed suddenly dropped. Part of his soul had been "brought back" to Qianhu Desert.

He looked at the white sand dunes curiously. The breeze blew and picked up some sand grains, swirling in the air.
Chapter completed!