Fox spirit's self-cultivation

The smell of peach blossom is very light, tainted with Zheng Xuanli's breath, with a faint scent of incense, like the incense from the sandalwood burning in the temple, but the smell is very light, faintly mixed with thick and clear vegetation The breath, I don't know if it is the smell of peach blossom.

Kong Qing and Kong Bai who came together also saw some interesting stalls at this time, and were talking to the stall owner.

Kong Lingxiao glanced casually.

There is never a shortage of lonely souls and wild ghosts in this world. As time goes by, all kinds of ghosts, elves, and monsters precipitated by various auras emerge in endlessly. A monster of consciousness.

But more are ghosts full of obsession.

Those who talked with Kong Bai and the others were wandering lonely souls, either they had unfulfilled wishes and asked the living to excuse them, or they brought ancient relics from some unowned tomb, asking someone to remember their birth dates, Burn some paper money and ingots during the Chinese New Year.

Demon hunters also accept this kind of entrustment, which can be regarded as a way to save ghosts.

Kong Lingxiao just quietly watched the ghosts coming and going in the ghost market like living people, but when his eyes swept over a corner, his eyes paused slightly.

He saw a girl holding a flower pot.

White hair, snow-white side face, green long skirt, vines and blooming flowers around the ankles, a pair of indistinct antlers on the top of the head, a little bit of blue is faintly visible on the ground where the girl walked .

The girl is holding a flowerpot, and flitting past the crowd, like a morning mist wandering in the mountains and forests in the morning, people will doubt whether she is a real figure after seeing it.

The humans, lonely souls, and monsters around the girl didn't even notice the traces of her passing by. Seeing that a person was about to bump into the girl, the light-colored shadow flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was several feet away.

Kong Lingxiao stopped, and his pupils quietly turned golden.

Only with King Ming can he see the girl, and there is no other reason, all because that girl is probably the mountain god who presides over this ghost city!

The mountain god is the protector of the vegetation and forest animals that have almost become history.Because modern people's footprints are all over the place, there is no undeveloped place, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be human footprints, so those spirits that grow quietly in quiet and unknown corners gradually disappear.

Now, he saw a mountain god with the appearance of a girl!

Kong Lingxiao hurried around the people on the side of the road, trying to catch up with the mountain god.The girl holding the flowerpot was thin in stature, and seemed to be affected by the traces of humans. In any case, as a demon hunter, he should protect the existence of these demigods.

Because of the existence of demon gods, the Demon Hunter Association opened up different residences for mountain gods, elves, and monster races at the beginning of its birth. Such places are very suitable for mountain gods to cultivate and live. Kong Lingxiao wanted to tell the strange mountain god girl this news so that she could Restored to its former strength.

But just as Kong Lingxiao walked around a few meters, the girl in the distance keenly noticed that she stopped where she was and turned her head to look over.

The mountain god's eyes fixed on Kong Lingxiao precisely, without a trace of kindness, only blood-red hostility and loathing rolling.

Kong Lingxiao was nailed to the spot—it was indeed a mountain god, but not all of them.

The girl's face was shrouded in a layer of mist, only a pair of familiar eyes looked over through the mist, indifferent and ruthless, making Kong Lingxiao's heart tremble.

In the second after their eyes met, the girl disappeared in place, but those eyes without any kindness were deeply imprinted on Kong Lingxiao's heart.

Kong Lingxiao lowered his head and found that the peach blossom pinned to his chest was all withered. He pinched the blackened petals, his face darkened.

"Monster..."

He finally saw clearly just now that the white surrounding the girl was not fog at all, but layers of dead air, and there was a fish with wings swimming in the dead air.

Those fish should be the mountain spirits associated with the mountain gods. They should have been able to transform into human forms with spiritual intelligence, but it is obvious that the associated mountain spirits have lost their power at this time and have become vassals of the mountain gods.

The young girl was surrounded by a dense air of death. In the flower pot she held in her hand, there was a fist-sized green emerald bud. The bud exuded green vitality and surrounded the girl's feet. Therefore, although her body was full of lifeless air, But the girl can arouse the vitality of the grass when she steps across the grass.

That is no longer a pure mountain god, it is the soul of a dead mountain god. After being possessed by a demon, she continues to wander in the world in the form of a monster. She has the power of a mountain god, but also has the characteristics of a monster.

Resentment, tyranny, these are the characteristics that death attaches to monsters. The stronger the monster, the more unable to break away from that instinct.

The girl-like mountain god disappeared, and Kong Lingxiao quickly walked to the place where she stopped, looking around, trying to find traces of the other party.

He didn't know why the mountain god turned into a monster, but looking at those eyes clearly, those eyes full of resentment, he could already see what the former mountain god turned into a monster would bring.

That was a harbinger of danger.

But the mountain god disappeared after all, without a trace, she just appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared in an instant, like an illusion created by a moonlit night when early summer is approaching.

Kong Lingxiao had no choice but to look away, looking at the grass that was gradually withering under his feet.

His gaze followed Xiaocao all the way, and after a while, Kong Lingxiao frowned and realized something was wrong.

He concentrated all his spiritual power in his eyes, and vaguely saw the corner of the ghost city. In the center of the withered grass, there was a vacuum area without the slightest magic energy. Under Kong Lingxiao's demon eyes, it was like a glowing aperture.

This is a ghost city, with countless ghosts and monsters coming and going, so the demonic energy is floating around, and what the demon eyes see is a gray area, but in the center where the mountain god stayed and wandered, there is no trace of demonic energy.

Kong Lingxiao's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly pulled Kong Qing and Kong Bai who were still dealing with burning paper money: "Take your tools and dig the soil, there's something there!"

"What?" Kong Qing, who had already memorized the birthdays of several ghosts and was going to buy paper money and ingots to pay homage to the lonely souls before returning, hadn't realized it yet.

Kong Lingxiao called out Lingjian: "If you don't have tools, you can dig by hand. It's dawn, and we have to dig out things before the ghost market ends."

He told the two of them that he had met the monster that the mountain god had turned into. Kong Qing and Kong were shocked: "The mountain god? The place where the mountain god stays is absolutely unusual! Dig, dig quickly, we will dig it with our hands!"

The three brothers rolled up their sleeves and started digging the soil.

At this time, a gust of wind blew by, the leaves rustled, and a girl's singing could be vaguely heard.

"Ah, my beautiful hometown, my beloved, when will you return to my arms?"

The humming sounds are beautiful, like spring water rushing through a mountain stream, but these singing sounds cannot be heard by any living beings, and they are firmly locked in a ring-shaped bubble.

Among the dense leaves, a slender human figure loomed.

The girl with green skirt and white hair is sitting on a high branch above, her snow-white calf is shaking slightly, and the white dead air is rolling around her body. The fish with wings responds to the girl's singing, making a sound that is just like the girl's voice. Ethereal singing.

I don't know how many voices overlapped together, swimming gently among the leaves.

"Come back, come back! We will meet again eventually!"

The girl's ruby ​​red eyes stared fixedly at the people who were digging the ground below, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Pale and bloodless fingertips caressed the flowerpot in his arms, the crystal clear green jadeite was vivid, and there was a faint red trembling in the center of the flower buds, like a living thing, echoing the girl's singing.

The girl closed her eyes, and her singing gradually became louder and more joyful.

"When the blood-stained flowers bloom, you will return to the world. My love, I will wait for you in my hometown."

"Waiting for you, waiting for your return—"

When the last note fell, a light beam invisible to the naked eye slowly rose below.

When the light beam was about to touch him, the singing mountain god put his cheek on the flower pot and said softly, "It's started, my love."

In the next second, the girl disappeared in place, like soap bubbles shattering in the morning light, like an illusion that couldn't be more light.

Below, the three peacocks who had dug out something were already stunned.

With trembling hands, Kong Bai took out the object from the soil, and couldn't believe his eyes: "It's the stone head...a part of the demon god's body!"

Silver light spots wrapped the stone animal head, and the stone head, which was eroded by time and looked blurred, had a serene expression. If the devilish energy around him hadn't been purified in an instant, Kong Bai couldn't believe that this was the body of the demon god they had been searching for for many years. part.

Kong Lingxiao looked at Shi Shou, who was no stranger to him, knelt down on one knee, and touched Shi Shou's eyebrows: "It is indeed a part of the demon god, and it is also the Shi Shou I saw in the illusion. Sure enough, the demon god appeared before, and he did not disappear!"

There is no doubt that the news of the demon god's death is a rumor.

Kong Qing was also trembling with excitement, he took off his coat and wrapped it around Shishou: "Go back quickly, let's stop visiting the ghost market, go back to the Demon Hunter Association, and tell other people the great news, we're going to find Demon God!"

Kong Lingxiao continued to dig down with the feather sword: "Wait, there are still things."

"Anything else? Could it be that the other body of the demon god is also here?" Kong Qing was overjoyed.

The thing below was quickly dug out. It was a tattered umbrella frame. The surface of the umbrella had long been gone, and the umbrella frame had been eroded by the mud. The wooden frame was covered with traces of time. It seems to turn to dust when touched.

Kong Lingxiao took out the umbrella bone and looked at it carefully for a while.

What a familiar oiled paper umbrella rib, he can still clearly recall the gesture of the man holding the oiled umbrella in the fire, unhurried, elegant and alienated.

Now, the oiled paper has peeled off completely, but the umbrella bone is as indestructible as black iron, just like the legendary demon god.

Kong Lingxiao put away the umbrella ribs: "There's nothing left. I'll go back and try to fix it."

The other two who didn't know why a part of the demon god's body was with the rib of a broken umbrella said, "Well, it's also an antique, it may be an object used by the demon god, it's very valuable, you can keep it."

Kong Qing's hand holding the compass was trembling: "I found a part of the demon god's body. As long as we use divination together, we can find the whereabouts of the demon god's soul. Great, after so many years, we can finally find the demon god!"

Even if what they find is the reincarnation of a trace of the remnant soul of a demon god, they can still get incomparable comfort.

What they have been waiting and searching for is too long!