fox master

After walking a few steps, the two arrived at the gate of the next yard. Looking from a distance, they saw a young man in black robes sitting sideways on a stone bench motionless. Most of his face was covered by a hat, so he couldn't see With a clear expression, only a blue and white thin chin was exposed, with dark patterns still vaguely attached to it.

Beside him was a middle-aged man who also stood motionless with his head bowed. The two of them stayed together in silence, taking advantage of the empty courtyard, like a gloomy painting, depressing the dead silence.

A slight sound broke the silent scene.

"elder brother"

Jimo Tu called softly, not at all straightforward as usual, but rather cautious, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

Hearing the sound, the young man in black turned around slowly, but he didn't raise his head, nor lifted his hood, his dull movements seemed to be disinterested in everything in this world.

Through the drooping hat brim, he could only see things below the knee height of a normal person, so when his eyes met the two pairs of shoes on the ground, he froze. Two pairs of shoes, two pairs.

He was very familiar with a pair of black cloth boots with blue edges, similar to his own, another pair, another pair... Jimo Wu's body was trembling crazily.

They were a pair of white brocade short boots with jet-black soles, and the red silk thread on the upper and side of the shoe was slightly golden.

The silk thread is Qingqiu's unique wood silk, and the pattern is Qingqiu's No. 80 generation of fox ancestors' preferred hook moiré. He has seen this style of boots from six years old to 16 years old, from children to teenagers. For a lifetime, how can you not recognize the owner of the boots?

However, he didn't dare to look up, he didn't dare to look up at that person's face, he didn't dare to look at those eyes that would always bend with a smile when he was called "Mo Mo".

Owner……

The white chin moved, but there was no sound. Master, I finally saw you again, but I don't know what to do. Can you teach me, teach me what to do.

"Jimo Witch" Zhan Yixuan's voice was flat.

"I'm here to get the Soul Condensation Fruit." Plain to indifferent.

Jimo Wu finally couldn't escape, he tried hard to raise his head, but it seemed as if he was being weighed down by a thousand catties, he finally failed to raise his head, but fell to his knees.

"Master..." His voice was trembling.

Hearing his voice, Zhan Yize frowned, and didn't bother to correct him, "Ninghunguo" he said impatiently.

Witch Jimo's pupils were a little out of focus, and pain flashed in those eyes hidden under the brim of the hat, mixed with a little joy, but there were only four words left on his lips - "Follow me."

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked towards the backyard at a leisurely pace. During this period, he ignored the middle-aged man standing with his head bowed in the yard, and the middle-aged man stood there like a puppet without moving at all.

Zhan Yize and Jimotu followed the Jimo witch to the backyard, and saw a large medicine garden. Seeing most of the ripe medicinal materials and spiritual fruits in front of him, Zhan Yize's expression finally changed subtly.

"Sanqing grass, double shade leaves...now is not the season for them to mature, how are they cultivated?" Zhan Yizai's voice was full of inquiry and surprise. Qingqiu is the place where ancient spiritual energy gathers and has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. There are countless treasures in heaven and earth, so it is natural to cultivate and cherish them with heart. Usually, people from the white fox lineage who are well versed in medicinal properties will take care of them.

Moreover, after he was reincarnated, he found that the quantity and quality of Qingqiu spiritual grass were not as good as before. This matter can be shelved.

So at this time, seeing that the Jimo witch raised the herbs so well, Zhan Yize naturally wanted to ask the method. If he could solve the herbal medicine problem in Qingqiu, it would be great.

Wu Jimo was silent for a moment, he had a vague idea of ​​Qingqiu's situation, so he guessed the reason for Zhan Yixuan's question...but his method was absolutely inappropriate, he might disappoint the master if he said it, but even In this way, it is impossible for him not to answer Zhan Yiza's question rebelliously.

So he said: "The aura containing witch power of the witch clan is quantitative, but there are differences in how many regions there are. As the supreme of the witch clan, the subordinates can naturally affect the aura containing witch power of the witch clan, so the aura of witch clan cultivation is used. Reiki to cultivate elixir."

Hearing the plain voice of Witch Jimo, Zhan Yize fell into a rare silence. He is the master of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, and he can also affect Qingqiu's aura, so he can also do what Witch Jimo said, but he will never will do.

Qingqiu's unique heaven and earth aura is the same as the witch power of the Wu clan. It is born little by little in the long years, almost quantitative. It is the direction of a race's cultivation, and it is the future of a race. No one will take it. In Zhan Yize's opinion, only a lunatic would do this to cultivate a few plants of herbs with the source of aura.

You can choose to ignore many things. For example, people are always not good at understanding choices that are different from their own. When this incomprehension reaches a certain level, everyone likes to explain that this person is crazy or abnormal, but in fact As long as there is a bias, it is the same in essence, just like Zhan Yize can give up Jimo Wu for the sake of the fox clan and himself, and Jimo witch can give up the witch clan and himself for Zhan Yize, it is very similar in essence, isn't it?

If this is madness, then there are really too many people in this world enjoying it.

Looking at it from another angle, Jimo Wu's thoughts are not difficult to understand, the key is whether he is willing or not. Jimotu is obviously willing to understand, so he looks at his brother with complicated eyes but full of concern.

But Zhan Yize obviously didn't want to understand, so there was only indifference in his eyes.

Thinking that Qingqiu's spirit grass still couldn't be cured, he perfunctorily said with some disappointment: "It's a way." He didn't care about Jimo witch, so naturally he didn't think too much about it, let alone have such complicated emotions as Jimotu.

Jimo Wu's expression didn't fluctuate, he didn't even think about getting forgiveness or understanding.

He has always known what the "no" in Zhan Yize's mouth really means, so since the day Zhan Yize said he didn't want him, he no longer has any expectations for life.

He just carefully pushed aside all kinds of spiritual herbs, and the neat and deep scratches on his arms could be faintly seen when the sleeves slipped down. Giving up, he just continued with the movement in his hands, and then he quickly found a plant with blue fruits, then pinched the delicate stem with his left hand, and gently held the fruit with his right hand, turning it slightly, with a "snap" With a slight sound, the fruit was picked, he immediately turned around, walked quickly to Zhan Yize, handed it to him and said, "Master, please hurry up and take it."

In the center of the pale palm lies a faint blue fruit, unexpectedly showing a bit of strange beauty, Zhan Yizao calmly took the Soul Condensing Fruit, and opened his mouth to swallow it.

Witch Jimo lowered his head, felt a lightness in his hand, realized that the master had taken away the Ninghun fruit, and felt infinite satisfaction in his heart. After all, he was of some use... He opened his mouth, and said cautiously and nervously: "Master, this subordinate is well versed in the medicinal properties of soul-condensing fruit, and can protect you..."

Zhan Yize directly interrupted his weak voice, "No need." After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked out of the courtyard, obviously intending to leave.

Jimo Tu pursed his lips, and said to Jimo Wu: "Tomorrow, tomorrow's reversal of Yin-Yangquan will depend on elder brother, you, you have a good rest." He wanted to comfort Jimo Wu, hoping that Jimo Wu could cheer up a little.

Hearing the word Yinyangquan, Jimo Witch shuddered as if thinking of something, he finally raised his head, he wanted to see the master, if he didn't look at it, he was afraid... there would be no chance.

But all he saw was the back of Zhan Yize leaving quickly, and that figure finally turned around at the gate and disappeared.

Zhan Yize took Jimo Tu and walked to his house, "You protect me at the door."

"Yes" Jimo Tu responded.

Zhan Yixuan sat cross-legged immediately after entering the room, and began to absorb the medicinal properties of the soul-condensing fruit. After an hour, he slowly recovered, with a little joy in his peach blossom eyes.

The medicinal properties have been initially absorbed, and all that remains is to further integrate with the medicinal properties of Sanwu Lingshengcao in his body. He has prepared so thoroughly this time, and San Wangyushengcao will definitely be able to maintain his sanity when he has an attack.

Sensing the fluctuations and changes in the aura in the room, Jimotu outside realized that His Majesty had finished his work, and he said, "Your Majesty, Zi Qiyuan begs to see you." His tone was a bit strange, and he was a little annoyed when he listened carefully.

Zhan Yize smiled inexplicably, and said, "Let him in."

Zi Qiyuan just looked at Jimotu in his spare time, and when he heard Zhan Yize's words, he showed a warm and harmless smile at Jimotu, and there was a look of complacency in his eyes, which made Jimotu grind his teeth in anger , sideways to let the door open.

Zhan Yixuan saw the expressions of the two of them clearly the moment he came in, he bent his eyes and joked: "Zi Zun has lived for more than 1000 years in his two lifetimes, yet he likes to be angry with a child."

Zi Qiyuan also smiled warmly, "He is always at odds with this deity, and we can't be head-to-head when we work together, so we have to mess around so that we don't suffer."

When Zhan Yize heard his claim, his eyes darkened. He looked at Zi Qiyuan carefully, and the light in his eyes gradually deepened.

His hair was all tied up, the luxurious silver hair crown flowing with a dark purple luster, the cold purple deep clothes were outlined with silver dragon patterns, and the dark patterns flowed on the wide black shawl, the sharp arcs added sharpness to his whole body.

She wears a wide-brimmed black silk belt around her waist, and on the side is an exquisite hangtag that looks like iron but not iron. There is only a desolate "Huang" character engraved on it, exuding an ancient and distant atmosphere, reflecting cold light.

Luxurious and majestic, gentle and distant.

This is the formal attire of the Lord of the Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan, and it is only worn in this way for the whole clan's court meeting and important priest ceremonies.

Zhan Yize whispered: "What do you mean?"

"The Fox Clan and the Huangchen Purple Dragon Clan have been at odds for a long time. If they can play with the other party's lord in the applause, it may be more enjoyable than ordinary intercourse."

Zi Qiyuan's voice was so gentle that he didn't seem to be talking about himself. He stood calmly, exuding a unique temperament of a person who had been in a superior position for a long time, and this temperament just balanced his pale face due to injury, leaving only elegance.

Zhan Yize smiled, "That depends on Zi Zun's attitude."

Zi Qiyuan understood, approached Zhan Yichou, looked directly at him with warm eyes, and said softly: "My Lord Fox..."

Speaking of this, he knelt down directly, and his clear voice was obviously docile, "I apologize for the previous rudeness, and I will let the fox deal with it."

"Let me deal with it?"

Zi Qiyuan raised his eyes slightly, looked at the expression in Zhan Yixuan's eyes, secretly thinking about what to say so as not to overstep, but also to make the venerable interested.

There was a flash of determination in the depths of his eyes, and he could only gamble... He has been a venerable master, and he has followed Zhan Yixuan for so many years, so he naturally understands his master's mentality after being disobedient. However, since Zhan Yize allowed him to serve him, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If this kind of opportunity can't eliminate the grievances in Zunshang's heart as much as possible, he is a fool. He hopes that when Zunsun thinks of his identity in the future, what impresses him most is not his disobedience and breaking the formation, but his submissive appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. His Majesty's character of not rubbing sand in his eyes, he will never stay for long...

I tried my best, but I just wanted to stay by his side.

With a cruel heart, Zi Qiyuan replied in a tone of resignation: "If it falls into the hands of Master Fox, I can't resist at all. Of course, I will let you dispose of it."

Zhan Yize's deep peach blossom looked at the person kneeling at his feet, he was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out, squeezed Zi Qiyuan's chin to force him to raise his head, and then slapped him.

With a "snap", the unreserved strength directly knocked Zi Qiyuan into a daze, and a huge panic flashed in his lowered eyes, could it be that he still made His Majesty unhappy...

Then he heard Zhan Yize's stern voice: "You know you can't resist, but don't you know how to behave yourself?"

Zi Qiyuan was shocked all over, raised his head apprehensively, and clearly saw the interest in Zhan Yize's eyes. In an instant, the joy of remaining life after a catastrophe surged in his heart. He was not wrong, he was not wrong... In order to be humiliated, it is really a flattering game, and His Majesty is obviously very useful.

His mind immediately settled down, he quickly adjusted his expression, and touched his face with a little disbelief, his lowered eyebrows and eyes were full of embarrassment, "Isn't this... not good enough?" His voice was full of humiliation. Trembling badly.

Zhan Yize's peach blossom eyes turned up in an instant, "It's not enough, this way...is enough."

As he spoke, he grabbed Zi Qiyuan's hair and pressed down hard, "I want to see Zi Zun's ability to serve men."

Zi Qiyuan was kneeling close to Zhan Yixuan, and when he was pressed like this, his face naturally hit him...

The hair crown fell off, and Zhan Yixuan let go of his hands, as if waiting for his reaction.

Zi Qiyuan stretched out his hand tremblingly, "...OK"

"Snap" the hand was knocked off.

"I don't like you using your hands, and we don't need your hands today, just to make you more conscious..."

"Hiss" the sound of precious cloth being torn

"Crack" the sound of hands being tied and tightened.

……

Jimotu stood outside the house, listening to the voices inside, his eyes widened in disbelief, Zhan Yize and the others didn't cut off the sound, and he should have gone to sleep, but he didn't know what kind of feeling he had. In a delicate mood, he actually stood here and listened without moving.

"Zi Zun's job is really bad."

"Well"

There was a faint figure shaking in front of the window.

"You can't even swallow your throat clean?"

Jimo Tuting swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then his whole face turned red, what the hell are he doing...

The sound of the table being overturned, "I can't do this well, I should be punished." The sound of a stick being hit on someone's back... the sound of the bed shaking, and the sound of His Majesty laughing.

"Fox Lord, please, let me go—"

This is the voice of that Zi Qiyuan, ahhh, that's so shameless, even though he knew what he was doing in there, and he could vaguely guess what he was doing when he saw his clothes, but he still didn't expect him to be so shameless!

Jimo Tu only felt that his eyes were opened, but, but does Your Majesty like this?His face was flushed, but he couldn't help but think wildly, his brother is also the supreme of the Wu clan, um, um, should I...

There was a commotion inside in the middle of the night, and he spent half the night outside thinking wildly, until the sound gradually disappeared. He came back to his senses, cursing himself for being really dizzy today, and planning to go back to the room to sleep immediately, but just when he was about to take a step, suddenly His whole body froze as if he felt something, and his eyes stared unfocused at the empty front, as if he saw something terrible.

elder brother……