fox repair

Cultivating immortals in the human world, people who cultivated to the late stage of transforming gods, and demons who cultivated to the late stage of gathering gods, would ascend to the spiritual realm.Ascension to the Spiritual Realm is not becoming an immortal, it is just an existence between the human world and the immortal world. The resources for cultivating immortals are far from comparable in the human world, and monks who have reached the spiritual realm still have to continue to practice hard for the Dao.

Monks lived and multiplied in the spiritual realm, so some people were born in the spiritual realm.These people are born with unique advantages compared to the monks in the human world. They grew up in the spiritual world and practiced in the spiritual world. can be found almost everywhere.Therefore, for monks in the spiritual realm, the most important thing is not spiritual root qualifications, but understanding and immortality.

The white-clothed man standing in the snowy ridge at this time was a human cultivator born in the spiritual realm.

He was born in a famous family with excellent understanding. The jade tablet enshrined in the Hall of Ten Thousand Lives in the Spirit Realm represents his celestial destiny. The aura is dazzling, symbolizing the profound celestial destiny.

After the monk crosses the catastrophe, he will turn into a snow lotus and return to the human world.A piece of lotus petals is a practice, to experience life, old age, sickness and death.After seeing all kinds of human beings, going through worldly sorrows and joys, using up all the lotus petals and failing to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth, it will be regarded as a failure to cross the catastrophe, and in the end it can only be the death of the body and the death of the gods.

The road is ruthless, the road of cultivating immortals is the most difficult road in the world, and it is difficult to get one step in ten thousand years. Therefore, in the eyes of monks in the human world, the snow lotus that descends from the spiritual realm usually takes ten thousand years. Come across it once.And among all the monks who have crossed the tribulation, it is hard to find one in a million years who can truly understand the mystery of the world and become a fairy.

However, in the eyes of the man in white, the reason why it is difficult for a monk to cross the catastrophe is because every time he experiences life, old age, sickness and death, it is difficult to preserve the memory, and the experience cannot be accumulated and superimposed. Before coming to the human world, he tried his best to refine a treasure, and this treasure was the mandarin duck pillow placed in the fox's body.

This mandarin duck pillow has already imprinted his spiritual consciousness. No matter who he becomes, when and where he appears in the future, as long as this little fox is still alive, he will be guided by the mandarin duck pillow to find him and help him recover. In this way, after every birth, old age, sickness and death, the possibility of successful ascension will be greatly increased.

And the reason why he chose to entrust this crucial mandarin duck pillow to the little fox cub who is still slightly open is because he saw the fox's jade tablet in the Hall of Ten Thousand Lives before, and knew that it was very destined to be immortal, The road to immortality has gone a long way.And only if it can go far and live for a long time, can it be guaranteed to be by his side all the time and help him survive the catastrophe smoothly.

The man in white gently touched the head of the little fox cub in his hand, feeling ashamed in his heart.Just because of his own selfishness, this little guy is doomed to be tied up with him in this life, which is really cruel.However, the path of self-cultivation is inherently cruel, if he is asked to give up this method and follow the rules, and take the risk of taking the path of crossing the catastrophe of thousands of predecessors, he really can't do it.

"Hey, although I took advantage of you, with the help of this mandarin duck pillow, you will also benefit greatly in your cultivation. Does this make up for it?" The man in white lowered his eyes and patted the fox's head lightly. , After the initial fear, the little fox has gradually relaxed, and the man's touch seems to be quite beneficial, gently moving his nose to find the warm palm, raising his head and sticking out the tip of his tongue to lick.

The man in white felt his palms itch slightly, and a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.Perhaps it was because he put the magic weapon for his spiritual consciousness in the little fox, and he felt that he was very attached to this little fur ball, and he couldn't help but love it from the bottom of his heart. So he thought about it, and with a flick of his sleeve, the image immediately appeared in front of him. Twelve round beads, each as white as jade, overflowing with aura, are twelve lotus seeds.

In the snow lotus transformed by the cultivator, the lotus petals are the flesh, and the spiritual thoughts are stored in the snow lotus seeds. One lotus leaf corresponds to one lotus seed. There are twelve chances of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The man in white looked at the twelve lotus seeds, and seemed to hesitate a bit. After a while, he finally sighed slightly, and looked down at the little fox cub that looked like white balls tenderly.

"Forget it, since I asked you to do me such a favor, I have to make it up to you. I watched your jade tablet in the Hall of Ten Thousand Lives, knowing that you will have a fierce appearance when you transform, so I leave this snow lotus seed to you, maybe you can Save your life." As he spoke, the man in white squeezed the soft front paw of the little fox cub, gently pierced the pink and tender flesh pad, took a drop of blood, and fused it into one of the lotus seeds.

Xue Lianzi recognizes the master with a drop of blood, so she can no longer tolerate the spiritual thoughts of other monks.Losing one of the twelve lotus seeds means that the man in white has lost his chance to practice for a lifetime, leaving only eleven reincarnations of birth, old age, sickness and death.For the cultivator who crossed the catastrophe, this was not a small sacrifice, but thinking that a little fox would sleep for him in the future, the man in white felt that this sacrifice was really nothing.

"So, are we even?" Putting away the remaining lotus seeds, the white-clothed man looked much more relaxed. He lowered his head and approached the little fox in his arms, and the tip of his nose touched the fox's little black nose.

Cultivators in the spiritual realm are not allowed to stay in the human world for a long time. The man in white has little time left. After everything is settled, he puts the white fox cub back into the snow cave again, returns the gravel outside the cave to its original position, walks down the snow mountain, and finally returns to the snow cave. Glancing at the location of the snow cave on the cliff, he slowly closed his eyes.

Snowflakes danced lightly, and a piece of sky light fell, quietly hitting the man in white.His figure gradually became transparent in this piece of sky light, and finally completely turned into a ball of white aura, showing the shape of a white snow lotus.It only took a short moment for the snow lotus to bloom from budding to peak and decline, and then the eleven lotus petals that fell from the flower core flew up in the light of the sky, and finally disappeared.

When the last lotus petal was also hidden in the sky, Xueyuan returned to tranquility.There is only endless wind and snow in the valley, and the eyes are full of glaciers, as if no one has ever visited.

And almost at the same time, there was a loud cry of a baby in Daliang, east of Yao Kingdom, and the empress of the East Palace, who had already given birth to a prince, gave birth to Lin'er again.

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It was already April, and the maids in Daliang had already changed into their spring clothes. However, there was still a charcoal stove burning in the Xihe Hall in the southwest corner of the palace, and the tightly sealed windows blocked the spring sunshine outside, making the hall feel drowsy. feel oppressed.

There was no sound in the lifeless hall, not even a palace guard on duty, and it looked extremely deserted.It seems that no one has cleaned the beam for a long time, and a spider web has been formed quietly, with a dead moth hanging on it.

After a long time, there was a slight sound from outside the hall, and with a light touch of the door bolt and the door panel, the long silence in the room was finally broken, the hall door was pushed open, and a maid hurried in with something.After she came in, she first put the tray in her hand on the table at the door, and then quickly went back to close the door of the hall, as if she was afraid of the wind blowing in, then came back to pick up the tray, and walked slowly towards the hall. Go inside the warm pavilion.

"Your Highness, the soup and medicine are ready, it's time for you to take the medicine." The maid walked outside the door of the Nuan Pavilion, lowered her head, and called softly respectfully.

It was obviously much hotter outside the Nuan Pavilion than other places, and the maid felt sweat on her forehead after standing here for a while.

After a while, there was finally movement in the warm pavilion, but before anyone could speak, there was a coughing sound.

"Come in." It was a young boy's voice, with a nice voice, but lacked confidence and seemed very weak.

"Yes." The maid pushed the door open, and suddenly felt a wave of heat rushing towards her face. The air that had not circulated for a long time made her smell uncomfortable, but fortunately, there was nothing unpleasant about it.

The warm pavilion is very small, and several necessary decorations are almost crowded together. The maid brought the soup and medicine to the side of the bed.

"Your Highness."

"Well, bring the medicine here." A figure slowly sat up behind the curtain, the tassels moved slightly, and the man stretched out his hand to brush the curtain away, revealing a young man in obscene clothes.

The boy looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with partly scattered black hair and a handsome face, but his face was very pale and sickly.

The maid handed the medicine bowl to the young man, and the young man brought the medicine to his mouth, intending to open his mouth to drink it, but unexpectedly he coughed violently again, knocking over the medicine bowl and spilling the medicine all over the floor.

"Your Highness, are you okay!" The maid was shocked when she saw this, and hurried forward to pat the young man on the back, with a worried expression on her face.

"I'm fine, I just ruined the bowl of medicine you painstakingly cooked." The boy finally stopped coughing, and was served by the maid and lay back on the bed, panting slightly, and smiled apologetically at her.

"What's the matter, I'll cook it again! Your Highness's body is more important!" Seeing the young man like this, the maid's eyes turned slightly red, she hurriedly changed the subject, and said with a forced smile: "Your Highness, I heard people say that His Majesty the Emperor will soon Tian asked for a prescription from an alchemist, saying that it can cure your disease, but only needs the heart of a snow mountain white fox as a medicine. After hearing this, His Majesty immediately issued an edict, offering a huge reward for the capture of this person Plant a white fox. Your Highness, look, His Majesty still loves you very much. Your illness will definitely be cured!"

"En." The boy replied, without any excitement on his face, he just nodded gently, closed his eyes, and said no more.

"Then His Highness will rest for a while, and the servants will leave first, and people will clean up here."

"Well, go and open the window."

"But Your Highness, the imperial physician said that your body is not suitable for seeing the wind..."

"Open it." The young man's tone was still gentle, clear and light, but there was an irresistible majesty.

"Yes."

The maid pushed the window open as she said, and ordered someone to put some charcoal fire into the charcoal stove, and then came back to cover the boy with a white letter, and then quietly left.

The early spring air is still earthy, and carries the wind into the house.A little bird flew in through the open window and landed on the ground with lovely leaps and bounds.Earlier, the maid only took away the medicine bowl, and before the juvenile had spilled the medicine, the little bird pecked on the ground and jumped to the place where the medicine was soaked. After a while, its body suddenly convulsed and collapsed On the ground, dead.