Master, do you touch your tail? [Transmigration Book]

Whether it is immortal cultivator, demon cultivator, or demon cultivator, the sea of ​​consciousness is one of the most important existences.

Here is illusory, but it varies from person to person.

In the sea of ​​consciousness of a powerful person, every scene and object are delicate and realistic, as if they have really created a new world in their sea of ​​consciousness.

But for people with low strength, the sea of ​​consciousness is a chaos, even if something appears by chance, it will disappear in a flash, and it is difficult to materialize.

The little fox called "Snow Tuan'er" has a sea of ​​consciousness full of chaos and nothingness. Endless white mist fills its sea of ​​consciousness. Occasionally, the shadows of people or animals will flash by, and the most common ones are a pair of Hands like white jade.

But now, a tall and straight figure appeared in the white mist, dressed in white clothes without any wind, flowing like clouds; white hair like snow was scattered on the back, reaching ankles; It looks too much, but the eyes are more charming, the eyelashes are thick, the pupils are like red gold, and the inside is full of laziness; the skin is like white jade, smooth and delicate, the bridge of the nose is high, the lips are slightly thin, and the corners of the lips are slightly raised, which seems to be laugh.

At this time, if there is anyone from the demon clan here, they will immediately recognize that this person is the leader of the demon clan, the demon emperor Pei Zhiyu.

Right now, his right hand is holding a little fox's tail upside down, his fingers are submerged in the long fluff, while the exposed back of his hand almost melts into the white tail.

However, even though its tail was being held upside down, the little fox in his hand groaned a few times, as if he was very dissatisfied, and even took advantage of the golden-eyed man's inattention, quickly grabbed a piece of air with his two front paws. Back and forth, it's a pity that the fox has short legs, so it can only scratch the air in the end.

The man with golden eyes sneered when he saw this, "You alone can't hurt me now."

Probably stimulated by Pei Zhiyu's words, the little fox stared wildly in mid-air with all four legs, and his mouth didn't stop, his words sounded like he was swearing.

But the person being scolded only raised the corners of his lips, combed the broken hair on his forehead with one hand, and said with a half-smile, "Even if you are Tianhu, if you want to win me, you still have to practice for thousands of years." .”

The little fox continued to curse, obviously, he was not convinced.

In the next moment, a strong coercion emanated from him, and the little fox who was still cursing immediately withered, whimpering and shrank back in a corner.

The corners of the snow-haired man's lips curled slightly, and his voice was as sweet as silk, "Oh, if you didn't have the idea of ​​taking advantage of the fire, how could you have ended up in this situation? Hmm?"

The little fox's ears moved, but under the strong pressure of this man, it still curled up in place, not daring to move.

Although the bloodline of Tianhu and Nine-Tailed Fox are comparable, the person who is now in Little Fox's Conscious Sea is an old fox who has lived for an unknown number of years, and Xue Tuan'er can't beat him at all.

Pei Zhiyu hugged the little fox that was already trembling with fright into his arms, touched it carelessly twice, and said, "This place is clean, it's a good place to heal."

"Don't worry, I have no intention of killing you." Pei Zhiyu chuckled, "When I recover from my injury, I will leave."

In just a short while, Pei Zhiyu has completely controlled the body of this little fox.

And the little fox's original soul quietly curled up in a corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, as if it had returned to the time when it was still in the womb of its mother, looking very peaceful.

-

In the moonlight, the little fox who had been curled up beside Shen Guantang slowly raised its furry head, and its pupils had completely transformed into red gold at some point.

He squatted on the head of the bed, staring at the man lying on the couch, who had already fallen into a deep sleep, feeling a little unbelievable.

A monk, actually sleeping?

Generally speaking, monks don't need to sleep. Meditation can replace sleep, and they can also practice, which is much more efficient than sleeping.

Pei Zhiyu hesitantly raised his paw, and pushed Shen Guantang's cheek with the soft pad.

Didn't wake up.

"He actually fell asleep?"

So, he couldn't help but intensify a little more.

However, this time, that furry paw was pinched by someone.

Shen Guantang's eyes were half-opened, obviously not fully awake yet, his voice was lazy and sleepy, and he shouted in a daze, "Xue Tuan'er? Don't make trouble..."

As if he thought it was funny, Pei Zhiyu not only didn't withdraw his claws, but went too far, as if he wouldn't give up until he disturbed his cleanliness.

Just when Pei Zhiyu was enjoying himself, Shen Guantang, who was lying flat on the bed, turned over suddenly, stroked the little fox's back with a big hand, and caged him into his arms. He yawned, "It's so late, don't make trouble..."

While talking, Shen Guantang rubbed the little fox's cheek, and kissed the little fox on the face in a daze, "Good boy, I'm sleepy, don't make trouble with me..."

Until Shen Guantang buried his entire face in his stomach, Pei Zhiyu didn't react.

Because of the posture, Pei Zhiyu's furry paw was on Shen Guantang's throat at this time, and it only needed to pop out the sharp nails to pierce the neck that was close at hand.

After regaining his senses, Pei Zhiyu stepped on Shen Guantang's neck with a soft pad, the skin was smooth, and a somewhat raised thing rolled around under his paw.

After subconsciously pressing it, he realized that it seemed to be Shen Guantang's Adam's apple.

Probably because he was harassed too much by the little fox, Shen Guantang simply pinched the little fox's wobbling paw, and muttered in a daze, "Don't make trouble anymore, if you make trouble again, your can will be confiscated..."

Pei Zhiyu: ...

But what is canning?

Never heard of it before, could it be a kind of food?

-

In the early morning light, when the first ray of light penetrated the window lattice and shone into the bamboo house, Shen Guantang opened his eyes on time, his biological clock was always very punctual.

However, another person seemed to wake up earlier than him.

"Master!"

As soon as he opened the door, Shen Guantang saw Xiao Duan Zhiyuan who had already tidied up.

The little guy raised his head, his eyes sparkling.

"Zhiyuan." Shen Guantang nodded.

He looked at the little fox that was nestled in his master's arms early in the morning, "Maomao, good morning!"

Shen Guantang sighed, "Zhiyuan, it's a fox."

Duan Zhiyuan pursed his lips and refused to speak any more.

Shen Guantang was helpless, no longer entangled with this problem,

"Today, you told me to go to Zangshu Pavilion."

"Library Pavilion?"

"En." Shen Guantang nodded, "Go and choose a suitable exercise for you."

By the way, I also searched to see if there is a similar situation to myself.

With no one to tell about his predicament, Shen Guantang felt that the only way he could find now was the library.

-

The Book Collection Pavilion of Yunxiaozong is called a pavilion, but it is actually a whole building complex, which is divided according to different attributes, types, and levels.

For example, monks with the water attribute can go to the Water Spirit Pavilion if they want to find exercises and martial arts that suit them.If it is of the fire attribute, you can go to Yanhua Pavilion.

As for the different spirit root, there is a special Wanjuan Pavilion.

Duan Zhiyuan's spiritual root attribute is none. For him, he can practice all the exercises in this world without the pain of being trapped by attributes.

What he needs to worry about is which exercise to choose.

-

After Shen Guantang and Duan Zhiyuan got off the crane, they saw the library building hidden in the clouds and mist of the mountains. The cliffs were towering, steep and precipitous.

Shen Guantang's expression was indifferent, but he was feeling emotional in his heart, it's so spectacular!

Duan Zhiyuan couldn't help but grow his mouth, "Wow, it's so big!"

Suddenly, a cold snort came from not far away, "Where did the bumpkin come from?"

Shen Guantang's ears immediately perked up, huh?Is the male protagonist going to start punching his face now?

But he is only three years old!

The author says:

Shen Guantang: Little apprentice, my substitute for Yunxiaozong.