fox repair

Although the demon cultivators of the concentration stage and the human cultivators of the transformation stage sound like monks of the same level, there is actually one biggest difference, that is, when the god body leaves the body, the speed of the demon cultivators is much faster than that of humans. Xiu, because the divine body of a demon cultivator is the prototype of a beast, and compared to humans, beasts are more likely to integrate with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and encounter fewer obstacles when they leave their bodies.

Therefore, when Dongfangxin and his group reacted, a huge silver-white translucent fox had jumped out of the mountain, carrying an unbearable force.

"You guys, how dare you plot against this deity..." The silver-white fox spoke, but the voice was Mo Chen's, with a long echo that made people's eardrums ache.

Panic finally appeared on Dongfangxin's face, he turned around and turned into a ray of light, which flew hundreds of miles away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The silver-white fox narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to show a cold smile, "Want to run? Hehe, it's not that easy."

The gold elixir subordinates of Dongfangxin also turned into light and ran away. Instead of chasing the white fox, they stopped at the same place. The world was wrapped into a silver-white frozen world, and the Golden Core cultivators who were running around were quickly swirled back by the storm, like duckweed and weeds.And Dongfang Xin was still flying away in this sudden blizzard, but no matter how he stimulated his spiritual power, the speed of flying away did not change, but he was still unable to move forward. Instead, he retreated a little bit in the direction of Mo Chen. Very funny.

"Give me back the ten thousand year snow lotus petals." The white fox's voice pierced through the wind and snow faintly like a spell. The voice was not loud or sharp, but it shook Dongfang Xin's head swollen and his eyes blackened.

Only then did Dongfang Xin feel that he was shrouded in a huge shadow, and when he looked back at the fox, his expression of astonishment and astonishment was indescribable.

He had escaped for so long, and he didn't feel the slightest retreat during the whole process, but how could he come back here again? !A trace of coolness crawled into his heart like a worm, making him shiver.

"Give me back the petals of the ten-thousand-year snow lotus." The white fox continued.

"Give Ning Yuan back to me." The white fox slowly approached Dongfang Xin, but Dongfang Xin seemed to be nailed in mid-air, unable to move at all.

"I'll give it back! I'll give it back to you. I'll give you the snow lotus petals, okay? This junior doesn't know Taishan with his eyes and offended the senior, so please ask the senior to have a lot..." Dongfang Xin felt that every time the white fox took a step closer to him, his body The five viscera, six viscera, six viscera, the extraordinary meridians and eight meridians were in pain as if they were about to be shattered. What made him even more frightened was that even his Nascent Soul screamed and screamed in his stomach, as if he couldn't bear the coercion of the white fox.

Dongfang Xin was startled to realize that the white fox in front of him should already be a demon cultivator in the later stage of gathering gods. He didn't understand why he still had to stay in this world after reaching this level. Suddenly, his mind suddenly thought of a person .

What did the fox say just now?He said a person's name... Ning Yuan?

This person's name is known to everyone, not to mention in the world of cultivating immortals in Yao country, even in the entire world of cultivating immortals.

At the beginning, Ning Yuan killed two demon heads, big and small, from the Wuchang sect with his own strength. He did not hesitate to leave his divine body and sacrificed himself to end the battle between righteous and demon ahead of time, which caused countless sighs at that time.You know, he is the only human cultivator in the past thousand years who is expected to ascend to immortality. With his aptitude and understanding, if he didn't want to get rid of the devil, how could he end up dying?

And there is a fox cultivator next to Ning Yuan. I heard that the two of them once became a Taoist couple, and they are very affectionate. Could it be that... the fox in front of him is Ning Yuan's Taoist couple?So why did this fox cultivator ask him to return Ning Yuan to him?

However, Dongfang Xin had no time to think about it. He felt the murderous intent of the white fox, and quickly took out the ten-thousand-year snow lotus petal that had been swallowed by him from the storage bag, and offered it with both hands.

But the white fox just looked at him indifferently, didn't answer, and repeated what he said just now: "Give me back the petals of the Wannian snow lotus, and give me back Ning Yuan."

Dongfang Xin was sweating on his forehead, and thought that this fox cultivator was crazy. Suddenly, he had an idea, and his eyes showed a stern look, half coaxing and half threatening: "Senior, at this time, your body is only out of your body, and your body is still there. In the tomb, you are not afraid to spend time with me here, and your body will be destroyed by ghost soldiers?"

Baihu seemed to be reminded by Dongfangxin, and silently turned his head to look at the mountain where the imperial mausoleum is located. Dongfangxin wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but unexpectedly heard Baihu murmured something that scared him to death——

"A Yuan said that you should not kill innocent people indiscriminately. Since you want to kill me with the power of that ghost soldier, you are not innocent."

Dongfang's confidence was suddenly shrouded in a shadow of fear. He never imagined that the whisper of the white fox to himself turned out to be the last sentence he heard in this life. He didn't even have time to feel anything. After he died, the Nascent Soul in his belly even maintained the same astonished expression on his face, and lost all consciousness.

Those Jindan cultivators who were swept up in the air by the strong wind watched helplessly as their master turned into blood mist in an instant, and the Nascent Soul shattered into light chips, which disappeared with a gust of cold wind.They never knew that it was such a simple and neat thing for a monk in the mid-Yuanying period to disappear from the world, as if this person had never existed.

However, the Golden Core cultivators didn't have much time to be shocked. The master who induced the birthing Gu died, and those who were affected by the Gu art would also die suddenly.

Dongfangxin's storage bag fell from the air and was caught by the white fox's tail.

"Ayuan..." The white fox took out two ten thousand year snow lotus petals from the storage bag, stroked them gently, as if caressing the body of a lover, then closed his eyes, leaving a crystal teardrop in the corner of the fox's eyes.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and the wind was howling, almost obliterating the entire Guiwu mountain area in a piece of silver. The people on the other side of the Guiwu River didn't know what happened here, but they just huddled in their houses to enjoy the fire and dared not come out, chanting: "It's snowing heavily in March in Yangchun, it's really crazy! Huh? Why do I think the fog on the ghost fog mountain is gone?"

In the state of great consummation during the concentration period, the complete release of spiritual power can almost shake this world. Therefore, all monks who have reached this stage cannot stay any longer. This is the way of heaven and the law of the operation of heaven and earth.

Mo Chen went against the law of the sky, forced his divine body to leave his body, and let his spiritual power go wild. Soon he felt the overwhelming coercion pressing on him, and the strange power coming from all directions crazily tore at his divine body, which was stronger than the Heavenly Thunder that transformed into a thunder calamity. It would be tens of thousands of times more unbearable, so he had to quickly retreat back into his body in the imperial mausoleum. The last scene he saw was Ah Jiu who was pierced through the chest by a ghost soldier with a ghost axe, lying on the ground with a pale face, without any words. any perception.

Ah Jiu! ! ! ! ! !

Mo Chen was shocked physically and mentally, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to his own body. He just looked at Ah Jiu, at Ning Yuan who had died silently again, and then his eyes went dark, and he completely lost consciousness.

In fact, it is quite good to die here. Seeing the giant ax that the ghost soldier raised high again, Mo Chen closed his eyes, and still tightly grasped two ten thousand year snow lotus petals in his hand.

Just when the giant ax was about to fall and cut off Mo Chen's head, the ghost soldier's movements suddenly stopped.

Ah Jiu, who was motionless in the corner of the tomb, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. His pair of gloomy eyes scanned the ghost soldiers lightly, and all the ghost soldiers stood respectfully. In a row, they knelt down in front of Ah Jiu.

The ghost ax stuck in Ah Jiu's body turned into mist and disappeared. Ah Jiu stood up, looking as if he was not injured at all, took out a few ancient copper coins with green hair from his pocket, and threw them away like a beggar. For those ghost soldiers, the ghost soldiers rustled for a while, as if they were about to move, but they were frightened by Ah Jiu's cold eyes and knelt down obediently on the ground, not daring to move any more.

Ah Jiu walked up to Mo Chen, touched his sleeves, similarly took out those few ancient coins and threw them away, then went to check his tightly clenched hands, intending to open them up and take out the petals of the ten thousand year snow lotus, But he found that Mo Chen's hand was clenched too tightly, and he couldn't open it at all.Ah Jiu simply didn't care about it anymore, leaned over and hugged Mo Chen, and finally looked around, and flew out of the imperial tomb.

Just bumped into Ruoyun head-on, Ruoyun looked at Mo Chen with red eyes: "How is senior?"

"It's okay." Ah Jiu just said these two words, then ignored Ruoyun, turned into a light and took Mo Chen away from Guiwu Mountain. Ruoyun bit her lip and had no choice but to follow.

Ah Jiu took Mo Chen to a secluded valley, dug out a stone cave, carried Mo Chen in, sealed the entrance of the cave, and left Ruoyun outside alone.

When the phoenix feathered beast rushed to the entrance of the cave, it was extremely annoyed, and secretly sighed that it was useless for not being able to protect its master.When those ghost soldiers appeared, she lost her mind inexplicably. When she woke up, the imperial tomb was already in a mess. She panicked in her heart, and she didn't even know if something happened to the master, so she found this place by smelling the smell all the way. .Now that the master's life and death are unknown, and she is in the same room with that suspicious Ah Jiu, how can she not make her anxious?

"Don't worry, Xiaohan is still in senior's sleeve. If senior is in danger, Xiaohan will protect him with his life." Ruoyun comforted.

Feng Ling Beast was still listless, she couldn't bear to hit Ruoyun, she thought to herself, what else can you snow lotus monsters do besides transforming, if that Ah Jiu really wants to do something to the master, isn't your little Han just a free gift? , it's better to just squat in the master's sleeve honestly and save your life.

At this time, Mo Chen had been brought into the pillow space of the mandarin duck pillow by Ah Jiu.

Ah Jiu took off all his clothes and carried him into the spirit pool behind the hut in the valley.

Soaking in the top-level spiritual spring water, the painful expression on Mo Chen's face seemed to ease. Ah Jiu hugged him and sat in the pool, feeling his body hot and cold, so he could only hug him tightly, using spiritual power from time to time delivery.After staying like this for a day and a night, Mo Chen's complexion finally improved, but he was still delirious and kept talking nonsense.

"A Yuan, I miss you very much, A Yuan, don't leave me behind, okay..." Mo Chen shed tears, his lips trembling slightly.

Ah Jiu was behind him, feeling his sobbing, she stretched out her hand to pinch Mo Chen's chin, fixedly looked at the tears on his face, her eyes were dim, and after a long time, she leaned forward and kissed him, kissing off the bruise on his face. Tears finally slid to the lips, holding them gently.