Fox Demon: This villain is always misunderstood

"We don't have many unique magics in Tushan. The more classic ones are the Fox Mind Art and the Dreaming Fairy Art."

"Fox Mind Art? Is it the magic you used to control those three guys before?" Dongfang Yuechu lifted his chin thoughtfully.

"Yeah." Tushan Yiyi nodded.

"So powerful? Then I want to learn it!"

"Okay! But I have to remind you first that the Fox Mind Art itself is just a magic that we fox demons use to tease ordinary people. If you want to use it like me, even if you humans learn things quickly, it will probably take a long time to learn it."

"A long time? How long exactly..." Dongfang Yuechu suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Probably only a few decades."

"Decades?!!!" Dongfang Yuechu jumped up in shock when he heard it.

"Why are you so surprised?"

"Master, are you trying to scare me?"

"What's there to scare you about? Your master is known as a rare genius in Tushan for a thousand years. He has been practicing this thing for nearly 600 years to reach this level. It's only a few decades. Is it a long time?" Tushan Yiyi rolled his eyes unhappily.

"Please, I'm not a monster. I can't live as long as you. A few decades, I'm afraid that half of my body will be buried in the ground by then..." Dongfang Yuechu sighed speechlessly.

"Then you can try something else? It's okay. I have a lot of stock here. You can choose whatever you want." Tushan Yiyi blinked.

Dongfang Yuechu didn't answer in a hurry, but held his chin and pondered for a moment.

"So, what is the magic that Master is best at?"

"Tsk, about this question..."

Tushan Yiyi smiled first, then spread his hands helplessly: "Sorry, your master is not best at anything, because of all the magic that Tushan knows, there is neither one that I don't know nor one that I am not proficient in."

"So awesome?" Dongfang Yuechu widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, it is so awesome." Tushan Yiyi raised his head proudly.

Come on, who is not a genius these days?

Just kidding, without some strength, can I be your master? Without some strength, do you think your uncle really didn't come up with the King's Sword to chop me because of his good temper?

Until this moment, Dongfang Yuechu seemed to have truly understood his "cheap" master.

A genius that Tushan rarely sees in a thousand years? The shame of Tushan? A scumbag with no bottom line? Which one is the real you...

"Okay, since you really can't choose, then let me help you choose."

"Ah? Oh..."

"My suggestion is that when you go out, it's better to have more skills than less. I'll just teach you everything. As for how much you can learn in the end, it depends on your own understanding. However, before that, the master will also give you a piece of advice."

"Advice?"

"Well, no matter how many spells you will learn in the future, or even learn the Taoism of humans, there is only one thing you must not forget, that is, never stop practicing Tushan Qingli."

"Oh, I know..."

Dongfang Yuechu nodded, not quite understanding. Although he didn't understand what Tushan Yiyi meant by this sentence, Dongfang Yuechu could also feel from Tushan Yiyi's rare serious expression that this matter was very important.

"Master, you can believe half of the other words, emm, or you can not believe it. But you must remember this sentence firmly. Believe me, if you want to help your fairy sister in the future, then Tushan Qingli is definitely your only way out."

Tushan Yiyi said earnestly.

After all, they have lived together for so long, and will even live together for many more years in the future. Even if they are "leeks", they have to develop feelings, right?

The cultivation of emotional power is really based on appearance.

Just like Tushan Yiyi, although he is known as a genius that Tushan rarely sees in a thousand years, and he can practice all spells easily, he is not even as good as some high-level red thread fairies in the cultivation of emotional power.

On the other hand, Tushan Honghong, although she is the child of the bitter love tree and the Tushan royal family folded-ear fox, her talent is not high, but she is far superior to Tushan Yiyi in the cultivation of emotional power, which is why her strength will reach the demon king level combat power first.

Therefore, Dongfang Yuechu, who is a natural lover, is like Tushan Honghong. Emotional power is definitely the most suitable power for him. This is also his only talent that surpasses his cousin Wang Quanfugui.

Only emotional power can really make him qualified to compete with Wang Quanfugui, who holds the Wangquan sword, in the future!

"Okay, that's all I have to say. It doesn't matter if you listen or not, let's just leave it like this."

The seriousness on Tushan Yiyi's face only lasted for a few seconds, and soon he returned to his cynical look.

Although Dongfang Yuechu was speechless about Tushan Yiyi's speed of changing his face, he still kept Tushan Yiyi's words in his heart.

"From now on, let's start practicing Tushan's emotional power. The so-called emotional power is actually..."

——

Time always flies by, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this year, Dongfang Yuechu grew very fast.

Should I say he is worthy of being the chosen one? In just one year, Dongfang Yue has basically learned the use of all Tushan's spells, and even practiced the cultivation of emotional power. The progress was so smooth that the master Tushan Yiyi felt a twinge in his heart. unbalanced.

Why was it that I couldn't achieve anything after practicing love for a long time? This kid has almost become a charmer in just one year!

Master, you are right!

The Tree of Bitterness favors humans and doesn’t care about us monsters at all!

All in all, it’s definitely not me, Tushan Yiyi, who is wrong. If it’s not the Bitter Tree, it’s the world!

So, feeling extremely depressed, Tu Shan Yiyi once again dragged Tu Shan Rongrong out to "skip work".

Outside Tushan, above the moat lake.

As usual, we took a small boat and paddled on the lake.

However, what was different from before was that this time Tushan Yiyi did not bring his favorite tea set, but instead brought an extra pot of turbid wine (the fruity kind).

"Want something to drink?" Tu Shan Yiyi raised the wine glass in his hand to Tu Shan Rongrong.

"So, what's going on?" Tushan Rongrong held his chin in his hands and looked at Tushan Yiyi curiously.

Tushan Yiyi didn't say anything, but first filled the cup in front of Tushan Rongrong with fruit wine.

If you don't answer, I'll take it as your default decision to drink.

"It's nothing, I'm in a bad mood." Tu Shan Yiyi curled his lips.

"Tsk, let me guess, is it because of Dongfang Yue?"

Speaking of this, the corners of Tushan Rongrong's mouth also evoked a beautiful curve.