There are always monsters disturbing my study

"Why is it so miserable?" The monk knelt in front of the big fox and touched the big fox's ears.

The big fox flicked its ears and raised its paws to cover its eyes.

Can't see can't see.I can pretend that the person in front of me doesn't exist because I can't see it.

"Speak." The monk flicked the ear of the big fox.

Big Fox: "..."

Big Fox: "Wow."

The monk frowned: "Can't speak?"

He put his hand on the big fox's head: "Where's your inner alchemy?"

The big fox raised its paws to cover its eyes again.

The monk laughed angrily at the self-deceiving big fox.He opened the big fox's mouth and fed the big fox a pill.

"Wow...cough coughcough...that...huh? Can you talk?" The big fox opened his eyes wide and wanted to turn around in a circle.

But the iron chain around his neck restricted his movement.

The monk frowned and pointed at the sword, ready to cut the iron chain around the big fox's neck, but was stopped by the big fox's paw.

"Don't, don't, I'm going through a catastrophe!" the big fox said foolishly.

Cultivator: "...overcoming the catastrophe?" What kind of catastrophe is this?

Big Fox explained his experience.

In his daily practice, he swallowed the inner alchemy to the moon, and when he was absorbing the moonlight to practice, he was taken away by a ghost messenger he knew.

Later, he inquired, and it turned out that the ghost hooked the wrong soul, and the body of the unjustly dead person had been cremated and could not return to life.The ghost messenger thought of his inner alchemy.

The big fox is a good fox that absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon and carries out orthodox road cultivation.Its inner alchemy has the right strength, and before the spiritual power is exhausted, it can keep ghosts living under the sun like ordinary people.

The monk was speechless: "...the inner alchemy was taken away during cultivation, are you mentally retarded?"

The big fox shrank his neck and said, "I know that ghost messenger, and I helped him gather medicine, and drank wine with him... Isn't it true that only those who are highly respected have the opportunity to become a ghost messenger? Neidan is useless to ghost messengers... ...I never thought he would snatch my inner alchemy."

Cultivator: "In short, you are not short of inner alchemy, but short of mind."

The monk stood up and said with a flick of his sleeves, "There is a ghost in this mansion. He is the one who swallowed your inner alchemy, right? I'll help you get it back."

The big fox hurriedly hugged the monk's thigh, and said: "Don't grab it, don't grab it, I made an agreement with them, as long as the ghost's life span is exhausted, they will return the inner alchemy to me! I still have a lot of merits in the account What! The City God agrees!"

The monk stopped in his tracks, frowned and said, "Show me the contract."

The big fox hurriedly stretched out its paws.There is a golden mark on his paw, which is indeed the mark of the City God.

The monk heaved a sigh of relief.If this is the case, the big fox is indeed "crossing the catastrophe" now.

Protecting mortals for the first time of the city god of the underworld, the accumulated merits can not only weaken the power of the catastrophe when he transforms into a form to overcome the catastrophe, but with more merits, the big fox may even be named directly in the heaven and earth.

Although monks don't like the constraints of the Heavenly Court and the Underworld, but for little monsters who have no foundation, maybe they can go to the Heavenly Court and the Underworld to receive a salary, and the road to practice will be smoother.

"What's the matter with your injury?" Seeing that the big fox was unwilling to let him intervene, the monk sat down cross-legged on the floor and chatted with the big fox as usual.

The big fox tilted his head, lay on the back of his front paws and said: "After he swallowed my inner alchemy, he has some ability to predict, so he is unwilling to be mediocre and poor, and always wants to do something."

"He doesn't have the ability to protect himself. I have to take care of all the ghosts and ghosts that come to the door. No, he suffered some injuries. Don't worry, this small injury, just lick it. As long as it is near Neidan , I'm still a very powerful vixen."

The monk looked at the blindly optimistic big fox, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly: "Don't you know how to tell him to be honest?"

The big fox said aggrievedly: "He ignored me."

Cultivator: "...he still chains you?"

The big fox was even more aggrieved: "His family tied him, saying that I am too big, and his children will be afraid. But when I want to protect him, he will stimulate the spiritual power of the inner alchemy, and I will immediately become energetic. This iron Chains can't hold me."

Cultivator: "..." After being bullied to this extent, how can the big fox bear it?

The big fox was very indifferent.

The road of practice is full of difficulties and obstacles, and he himself is an ordinary white fox with no adventures, but a little bit of talent.What happened this time was a calamity, but also an opportunity.Master Chenghuang has already stamped him, and the benefits will definitely not be less in the future.

The monk sighed, knowing that this stubborn big fox would not allow others to intervene as long as he determined his own path of practice, so he could only extinguish his desire to help the big fox get ahead.

If the big fox wanted to rely on him, he would have defected to him long ago and become his contracted spirit beast.

Although he is just a casual cultivator, it is better to be his spirit beast than a wandering little monster.

But it was the big fox's mentality of treating himself as an independent practitioner that made the monk become friends with him.

"His lifespan is only about twenty years old." The monk said, "I will come to see you again when his lifespan is over."

The big fox nodded vigorously.

The monk touched the big fox's ears, and fed him a pill to heal his wounds.

"I originally wanted to give you this as a gift for practicing swordsmanship, but you are weak now, and you have committed a crime. I will give it to you after you find the inner alchemy." The monk shook the fox fur pendant in his hand. Xiaojian, Xiaojian rubbed the big fox's forehead affectionately,

The big fox's eyes were curved, and the corners of his mouth were also curved. His expression looked very happy and bright, without a trace of gloom.

He is always like this, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he is full of hope for the future.

The big fox has no adventures. He has practiced so far, all thanks to his optimistic and tenacious heart.

The monk thought that just based on his understanding of "Tao", the big fox has far surpassed those great immortals in the heaven and the underworld.

The heavens and the underworld have become the epitome of the human world, and the gods and ghosts are nothing but people with special powers.They can't get rid of greed, hatred, and desire, and their minds are full of power and wealth.

It's just that the power and wealth of the mortal world have become the power and treasures of the spiritual world.

To put it bluntly, it's all the same.

Yin and Yang are out of balance in this world, and the detached person has not seen it for a long time.

Heavenly Court and Difu didn't think there was anything wrong with this.For them, instead of detaching into an unknown world and losing everything, it would be better to stay in this world and be their gods. Wouldn't it be more carefree?

If the big fox's Dao heart is not damaged, maybe he will have the potential to transcend.

Practice and practice, the higher the realm, the weaker the effect of blood talent, and the stronger the effect of "understanding" and "disposition".

So the monk looked distressed, but he couldn't stop the big fox from "crossing the catastrophe".

The big fox's path of practice can only be walked by himself.

"But I regretted it in the end."

The screen was broken, and the monk stood in front of Yi Xiaoxuan.

He is the only darkness in this darkness.

Yi Xiaoxuan asked: "What happened after the big fox?"

The monk closed his eyes: "The City God has broken the contract."

Yi Xiaoxuan: "...City God will break the contract?!"

"Let people die in vain, take away the inner alchemy of the orthodox demon cultivator with merit, reverse life and death, and force ghosts to stay in the world. These are all violations of the laws of heaven."

"Although he will only receive some small punishments, he is at the time of promotion, and he will definitely not let this matter hinder his promotion."

The monk opened his eyes: "Isn't it strange? The spirit world is no different from the human world. The so-called city gods with high morals are nothing more than that."

Yi Xiaoxuan was silent for a while, then asked again: "What happened after the big fox...?"

The monk asked, "Do you really want to read on?"

Yi Xiaoxuan nodded.

The monk sighed, he flicked his sleeves, and the scene changed to a mass grave.

There, there was a big scarred fox covered with imps.

Those brats were actually skinning him alive.

Yi Xiaoxuan rushed over, but passed through the screen.

That was a thing of the past.What has happened, cannot be changed.

"The turbid air of the world can't let me live for a long time, so I returned to Xiaodongtian. The city god has someone in the heavenly court, so I know the big fox. The power of the heavenly court interferes with my calculation. When I return to the mortal world, everything is impossible. Change."

The monk said: "I feel something is wrong, I only have time to collect his body. These images are extracted from the memories of the spirits around me."

"The surrounding ghosts said that after the big fox found out that he had been cheated, he hid in Tibet under the pursuit of the city god, worshiped all kinds of gods, and hoped that someone would give him justice."

"Finally, he finally found the opportunity to meet the King of Hades in the Ten Palaces."

"But the imperial certificate he sued has become his death talisman."

"Although he came from a humble background, he has a pure heart. He has suffered so much injustice and pain, but there is still a clear breath in his heart. Even if he doesn't have the inner alchemy, he hasn't degenerated into a beast."

"What a demon cultivator seedling, what a wonderful... baby."

"The aura of heaven and earth is scattered, and there are fewer and fewer treasures in the spirit world. What a treasure this fox is."

"Flesh and flesh can be used to practice elixir, bone and skin can be used as a spiritual tool, and even the soul can be the best tool spirit."

"Nail his soul, protect his heart opening, and ensure that he is skinned, dismantled, blooded and fleshed without dying, so that these babies can have the strongest aura,"

"The powerful barrier isolates the world from the fox's perception, so that even if the fox has resentment in his heart, he can't lure the filth into his body. They can get a good fox who will always hold a breath of fresh air."

"Most of the spirit beasts and fairy beasts who can hold a breath of breath have very strong backgrounds. To be able to meet a spirit beast fox cultivated from ordinary beasts, isn't this a gift from heaven?"

The sound of the monk is like a bell, and the bell reverberates, asking the heaven and the earth.

"This is the fairy."

"This is God."

"This is the power that dominates the order of the spiritual world."

The sluggish big fox suddenly opened his eyes, bleeding from the corners of his eyes, blood and tears dyed into blue-black flames, devouring his body and the surrounding imps.

Hades' small cave was swept by blue-black flames and turned into purgatory.

The flame rushed out of the enchantment and intersected with the energy of heaven and earth. Countless grievances and filth were poured into the flame, and the flame bloomed like a flower of the other side spitting filaments.

One, two... nine...

The nine blue and black fox tails disturbed the spirit world, and even cracks appeared in the pillars of heaven.

The ghosts and gods of the underworld screamed and climbed to the ground, but were dragged into the flames by the fox tails one by one, and turned into ashes.

The nine-tailed ghost fox appeared in the world.

The doomsday bell of the spiritual world is officially ringing.

Afterwards, even if the newborn nine-tailed ghost fox is sealed into the bottom of the Yellow Spring River by all the great powers, the spirit world is just lingering, unable to repair the foundation destroyed by the nine-tailed ghost fox.

The monk stood by the faint Yellow Spring River, and threw the small spirit sword into the already turbid water of the Yellow Spring River.