My Taoist companion is a little fox

The old Taoist pointed at his eyebrows and coaxed him along the pole: "No one told you to give up. The status quo is good, so just keep going like this, and it will be fine if he doesn't fly up."

Unexpectedly, the little Taoist's heart demon mark burst out again, and he roared ferociously: "If I walk ahead of him in the future, will he come to find my reincarnation again?!"

"..." The old Taoist didn't do anything, he strengthened the output of spiritual power to stabilize his inner demons, "Don't worry, don't worry, don't you still have a lot of time, I have lived for 500 years by doing nothing for my teacher, my teacher Brother devoted himself to cultivation and survived the millennium mark, we monks don’t lack time.”

The little Taoist's mood stabilized, and the old Taoist added a little pressure to him: "Teacher, it's not terrible to be possessed by demons. The key is that you can't be driven by demons to do bad things. You can control it well, and you will still be safe when you leave the gate." You are a good man, but if you drag on like this, the abducted natal family will catch up!"

The little Taoist broke free from the chains on his body: "My natal family...what will my natal family want him to do?"

"It must have taken him home! When Qingqiu closes the barrier, he will be locked up at home!" The old Taoist patted his head and flickered while the iron was hot: "So you have to quickly return to normal, go out and let him go out!" Don't worry about Qianli's natal family, at least they have to act like they can take care of him, right?"

The hostility leaked by the little Taoist priest subsided a bit, and the old Taoist priest gave him spiritual energy while chattering. It took him a long time to finish the treatment, and let him fall into a deep sleep to digest himself.

The old Taoist wiped the sweat from his brow, and called the two younger ones to move outside.

Guo Chunshan looked back at the Zhou engraved on the wall, feeling sore in his heart, and asked the old Taoist in a low voice, "Uncle, how long will the elder brother last like this?"

"Just wait until he wakes up." The old Taoist took a sip of his wine, "He was born with a fairy bone, and he is better at resisting inner demons than ordinary monks."

Zhan Qiubai said abruptly: "You just mentioned your previous life, this junior dares to ask, what's going on?"

Guo Chunshan agreed.

The old Taoist looked back in the direction of the little Taoist, and with a wave of his hand, he conjured up a table and four chairs, and beckoned the other two to sit down.He folded his hands on the wine gourd and asked the two juniors: "Have you heard the name Baizhe?"

Guo Chunshan shook his head, subconsciously looking at Big Brother.

Zhan Qiubo paused for a moment, then turned sideways and answered in his direction: "I once read a record in the Library Pavilion of Lingxiao City. A hundred years ago, there was an astonishingly talented blind weapon refiner. Because he came from Mowen Island, is called Mo Wen Bingzhu by the younger generation of monks."

Guo Chunshan suddenly realized: "I've heard of this! The juniors in Lingxiao City once said that they most want the magic weapon refined by the military master. But this senior went back to seclusion not long after he entered the world. He refined Almost all of his magic tools are extinct..." He stopped talking in a daze, and stared at him with his thumb in his mouth, "Others thought he was just retiring."

Zhan Qiubai interjected: "So, Zhou Ke was Bai Zhi in his previous life, and the soldier's lord disappeared for no other reason than because he became a demon?"

"Yeah." The old Taoist touched the wine gourd, "It's a flash in the pan."

Guo Chunshan stammered: "Why, why?"

Zhan Qiubai understood, rubbed his fingertips unconsciously, and silently calculated.

"Speaking of which, you are quite destined." The old Taoist changed the topic, looked at Guo Chunshan and smiled, "Although he was born in Mowen Island, he worshiped under your father's family. The green jade beads I handed over to you were It was grinded by Bai Zhe himself, and he said it was a gift for the unborn child of the senior brother."

Guo Chunshan was shocked, he took out the jade beads on his body and looked left and right, he was dumbfounded: "This is wrong! The soldier master was a character a hundred years ago, and I am only seventeen today!"

"Your mother really didn't tell you!" The old Taoist laughed, and made a circle shape with both hands, "You were born a long time ago, but you have always been in the shape of a snake egg, and you can't hatch it!"

Guo Chunshan: "!!!"

Zhan Qiubai flexed his fingers and coughed, hiding his uncontrollable smile.

The old Taoist flicked the jade bead in Guo Chunshan's hand and smiled: "You are cold when you are still an egg, but if you put this jade bead next to you, hey, you will get hot. I don't know what he mixed it with at that time. Things go in, this jade bead seems to be a great comfort to your mixed-race physique. It's a pity that your mother didn't know, and didn't take it with you when you left."

The little bastard was completely dumbfounded.

Zhan Qiubai let go of his grievances, and sighed lightly: "No wonder you called me brother not long after we met."

Phew, relieved.It is indeed brother, just brother.

The old Taoist laughed twice, and entrusted Zhan Qiubai to continue to take good care of his apprentice, and left the mustard space first.

It's better to leave the land to the young ones.

The big boat sailed continuously for four days, Qianli felt that he was recovering quickly, so he ran to knock on the old Taoist's door: "Old boy..."

As soon as the sound started, the door opened.

"Oh, old six!" The old Taoist opened the door and pulled him in to sit down, put on the wine bowl enthusiastically and refilled it, "I was drinking alone and found it boring, so you came here, it's so wonderful, it's so wonderful. A cup?"

Qianli picked up the bowl that was bigger than his face: "...a cup."

The old Taoist took a big gulp and shouted, "Okay!"

"Drunkard." Qian Li shook his head, tapped the edge of the bowl with his fingertips, and cut straight to the point: "When will Zhou Ke come back? Show me the direction, and I'll pick him up."

"No, no, I guess it's almost time. By the way, let me tell you something." The old Taoist chattered cheerfully while drinking, "The day your friend crossed the catastrophe, the last thunder from the sky was carved with the Wuya Pearl. Blocked him."

The wine bowl rested on his lips, and Qian Li's eyes widened: "Can the little Taoist stop it?"

"It's a magic weapon, you really don't have any memory of the last moment?"

The old Taoist wiped the back of his hand, thinking that you had bit him a big bite.

Qian Li still shook his head: "I really have no impression, can Wu Yazhu be so strong?"

"It can be carried, but... it finally broke." The old Taoist sighed, "The broken one is still the one you sent. Fortunately, he still has one on his body, which can protect the body."

Qianli Weidun, drank half of the bowl and lowered his hands, turned the wine bowl and said casually: "If it is broken, it will be broken, if it is useful, it will be made."

"That's very useful. Hey six, I wanted to ask you before, where did you find the Wuya Pearl?" The old Taoist arched over and winked, "Thank you for finding it, the artifact is scattered all over the world. Those who hold it may not be willing to hand it over."

"Just exchange some things." Qianli drank the remaining half bowl of wine, turned the bowl upside down, tapped and smiled, "Don't talk about him anymore, tell me Zhou Ke's location."

The old Taoist took a breath in his heart, and was about to throw another trick with a smile, but the thousand-year-old fox turned his face and squinted at the center of the room: "It's so romantic, you even set up a mustard space."

The old Taoist's heart raised his throat: "Isn't this hoarding wine! I didn't say that one glass of wine a day can live to nine hundred and ninety-nine..."

Qianli stood up by pressing the bottom of the bowl, and the old Taoist quickly followed suit. The wonderful thing was that the boat shook violently at this moment, and he almost lost his waist without noticing: "The trough, why is it coming again..."

With an idea, the old man raised his voice: "Who the hell is he coming to take away!"

The people in the mustard space suddenly opened their eyes.

Qian Li held on to the table, his feet couldn't keep slipping, he reacted to seasickness, and felt the wine he just drank kept churning in his lungs.He cast spells to stabilize the ship, but it was of no avail.

Qianli covered his mouth and frowned: "No, there are monsters underwater!"

Shake again and he'll vomit!

The old Taoist put away the wine bowl, took out his fly whisk and chanted: "Amitabha..."

The big ship shook violently, and was suddenly lifted up by the underwater monster and thrown back, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake, setting off a monstrous storm.

The sea water poured into the cabin, drowning the sailors who were accustomed to seeing big scenes on the ship, cursing their mothers.The old Taoist stabilized the hull with a whisk array, and pulled away by the way: "Brother, help me?"

However, Qian Li stood there with a blank face and wet ears, and the fox ears popped out of his head.

The old Taoist retracted his hands in fright, not to mention that the little bastard Guo Chunshan ran out from the mustard space behind him, jumped out of the window without leaving the door, and kept yelling. .

Qianli rubbed his eyes indiscriminately, and jumped out of the window with a whimper.

"!! What's the situation!"

The old Taoist was dumbfounded, and subconsciously rolled up his whisk and jumped out, but his movement was not sharp enough, and his old waist creaked.

Qianli teleported to the deck, and saw a huge green dragon blocking the bow, with its tail curled up and the sail gently patted.

Guo Chunshan ran to Qingjiao's big head in a hurry, and waved his arms forgetfully: "Ahhhhhh—"

Lu Li's gaze was fixed on Qingjiao's head, his ears were slowly folded down, his lips were moving softly, his eyes were rapidly turning red, and his expression gradually became childish.

On Qing Jiao's head stood a man in red with a feminine and charming appearance.

The old Taoist came out with his hands on his waist, and when he saw the red-clothed fox demon standing alone in the wind and waves, he suddenly groaned in his mind: "My mouth is open!"

The man in red lowered his head to see Qian Li, landed on the deck from Qing Jiao's head, and slowly walked in front of him, with a pair of fiery red fox ears protruding from his head.

They were dressed in red and the other in white, standing face to face in the boundless sea, with similar body shapes, similar fox ears on their heads, and indescribably similar eyebrows and eyes.

The red-clothed fox stared at him for a long time, then reached out and touched his ear: "Liu'er."

Qianli suddenly lost his composure and cried out loudly.