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China is the land of dragons, in addition to a huge ancestral dragon vein, there are also many small dragon veins born from the unique mountains and rivers.

These dragon veins did not give birth to spiritual wisdom at the beginning, and they were often fixed in one place. In the words of human practitioners back then, that place was a paradise.

And these dragon veins are relatively fragile, and may disappear without a trace as the mountain changes and the water flow gradually dries up.

Some people are lucky and have not been found to practice and build a mansion. After a long time, they will develop some shallow thoughts and instincts, and start to be able to leave their birthplace and wander freely among various mountains and rivers.

This kind of small dragon veins called "traveling veins" is often extremely difficult to find, but once caught, its value is far more than ordinary small dragon veins.

It's just that no humans or monsters have ever thought about it, and the pulse is actually a little bit of wisdom born from the dragon's veins.

——Because there is no precedent for dragon veins to become fine.

The vein of the ancestral dragon that spans the entire land of China has existed since the beginning of the ancient world, but there has been no movement for so many years.

Even Diwu didn't expect it.

The human beings who set up the game back then were even more unexpected.

After all, Diwu is a sacred tree that was raised by nature and is especially loved by heaven and earth. To set up a plan to strip him like this is to take the darling of heaven and earth with a knife. This cause and effect is really terrifying.

So in order to eliminate such a big hole in the Emperor's House, so that his descendants can live a long life and become immortals on this basis, both the Central Plains and the Great Wilderness made a lot of money.

It's a pity that the pulse that was caught once became more and more clever. After staying close to those creatures with wisdom for a long time, the ignorant intelligence improved by leaps and bounds, and it didn't take long for him to open his mind.

"I have not been as miserable all these years as you imagined." Diwu said.

If it weren't for being accompanied by those dragon veins, how could he have gained so much—it's just that he was in a daze because of insufficiency of the soul in the past few thousand years, until the two veins accidentally collided face to face hundreds of years ago, Let him have a soul and a soul, and he is probably still groggy and unable to wake up.

After listening to Diwu's words, Yan Gui took a look at the current state of his old friend, and found that although he looked a little weak, he was not bad.

It's just that this bloody and fierce look is really uncomfortable to see.

The former Diwu was a pure and innocent monster without any such aura, but now there is one, and after thousands of years of memories flooded in, Yan Gui only felt that nothing was good.

"What about Di Xiu?" Yan Gui asked, "What happened to Di Xiu?"

Diwu looked at Di Xiu who was sitting on top of Yan Gui's head, and said, "This idiot's problem is easier to deal with. Now that the aura of the Central Plains has faded, many human inheritances have been lost, and there are very few people who can look for the dragon's veins. At my level, basically follow his karma.”

Probably because today's human beings are too weak, Dixiu's soul is much more complete than his.

Just look at the fact that he had a clear consciousness when he was just brought back.

Of course, it could also be that Dixiu's appearance was a bit sudden, leaving greedy human beings with no time to prepare.

Unlike the him back then, who wandered the Central Plains for more than ten years, made a lot of friends and made a lot of enemies according to his temperament, which gave enough time for others to understand him and set a trap for him.

At that time, the relationship between the Great Wilderness and the Central Plains was not as strict as it is now.

Because most of the human beings at that time were practitioners, demons, ghosts, immortals, Buddhas, humans and gods all knew each other's existence, so there was no need to strictly distinguish them.

Things are different now.

Fortunately, the number of cultivators among human beings is extremely rare, so rare that it is necessary to conceal their own existence and inheritance, so that Dixiu will not end up being hidden and buried for thousands of years like him.

"It's also good luck." Diwu said, "I'll just come, and you go back to the Great Wilderness to deal with things over there."

Yan Gui looked at Diwu's merits and virtues, and asked, "When will you be able to bring back the remaining remnant soul?"

"That depends on when I can find those hidden dragon veins." Diwu clicked his tongue, "It's very annoying, one can hide better than the other, and I have missed several times."

Yan Gui saw that the Diwu was indeed just an ordinary level of distress, so he didn't say any more, stretched out his claws to cut open the void in front of him, shook off Dixiu who was sitting on his head, and half of his body leaned into the void that appeared in the void. gap.

There is no darkness in the gap, but the brilliance of treasures is shining.

With the tip of the old fox's tail up and down, he continuously threw out a lot of various elixir from inside.

Diwu was not polite to him, he took out a small pocket, and fished it into the pocket one by one.

Dixiu, who was shaken to the ground, was buried under the elixir that fell down. After struggling hard to get out, he saw two friends who were throwing one at the other, picked up the elixir angrily, and dragged him to his home. Baby's little yard.

Diwu turned his head and took a look at Dixiu, who was dragging the elixir across Chaomu, and looked away.

Lin Shu digs the elixir in the yard.

These elixirs are very precious, and humans without pure spiritual power, ordinary tools, or things with incompatible attributes cannot touch them.

It will break as soon as you touch it, so you can only dig it with your hands with a few little monsters who have been befriended by the elixir.

Yan Xuanjing was also helping, and also kindly provided storage tools that could preserve the elixir for a long time.

It's just that when Tixiu got into the yard through the hole under the fence, he found that the little fox seemed to be isolated.

A few little monsters hid behind the trees, digging for the elixir at a distance from Yan Xuanjing's boss, and still looked up at the Nine-Tailed Fox over there, secretly observing and whispering.

Di Xiu vaguely heard something from the wind.

The little ginseng murmured in a milky voice: "Why is that big monster just a toffee? No wonder he likes chicken so much."

Little Tudou next to him paused: "Lin Ginseng, have you... grabbed toffee to catch wild boars and pheasants...?"

The little ginseng froze all over.

He has not only grabbed toffee to catch wild boars and pheasants.

He even asked Toffee to help turn and move the soil while they were digging the foundation!

The little ginseng shivered, looking at Yan Xuanjing, who was silently digging for the elixir, hesitantly, and said to Lin Mu: "Toffee is alone, he looks so pitiful."

"Then you can go and accompany him." Lin Mu said with a smile.

Seeing the sweet smile on Lin Mu's face, Little Ginseng shrinks her neck.

Lin Mu tilted his head to glance at Yan Xuanjing.

This nine-tailed fox is completely different from his father. It seems that some etiquette and posture have been carved into his bones. Even if he is doing this kind of rough work with his big sleeves tied up, there is a sense of elegance and dignity.

Lin Mu felt that as long as Yan Xuanjing didn't open his mouth, he would really be attractive no matter what he looked at.

It's a pity that it was a disaster at the beginning.

Sensing Lin Mu's gaze, Yan Xuanjing turned his head.

Lin Mu turned his head ruthlessly.

Yan Xuanjing didn't think there was anything wrong, so he packed the newly dug out elixir in a suitable container, and felt the slight movements nearby, and felt the moonlight falling in the yard, forming a bright mist, and the stars Little by little flocked to where.

The Nine-Tailed Fox looked over, and found that the little wooden man carrying Dixiu's remnant soul got out from the dense leaves of the vines, holding a high-quality elixir in his arms.

The moonlight fell, and fell into the little wooden man's body sporadically, and stopped after a while, and several light clusters that were half the size of the little wooden man's head circled around him.

Dixiu raised his hand, touched the moonlights, and then pushed them away.

Take your time in everything.

His current spirit couldn't bear too much sun and moon essence.

Lin Mu also noticed Yuehua's movement, he looked up and saw his poor father holding a elixir, looking up at Yan Xuanjing.

Yan Xuanjing really couldn't understand what Dixiu's silence meant.

But for this elder who had saved his life, Yan Xuanjing naturally would not neglect him.

He thought for a while, then used his demon power to peel off the dirt from his hands, picked up the little wooden figurine, and said, "I remember you, thank you for saving me back then."

Di Xiu was startled, holding the elixir in one hand, and raised it up with the other.

Yan Xuanjing looked at Di Xiu blankly, and then looked at Lin Mu begging for help.

Lin Mu understood it. He raised his hand and patted the head of the little ginseng next to him.

Suddenly, Yan Xuanjing lowered his head towards Di Xiu who was still raising his arms.

Di Xiu lightly patted Yan Xuanjing's head.

Little ginseng's practice has not been mastered yet, and he can't see anything famous.

With Lin Mu's hand on his head, he turned his head and asked, "Who is that?"

"It's my father." Lin Mu said.

Little Ginseng opened her eyes slightly, and then quickly accepted the fact: "Is Lin Mu's father on good terms with... Toffee?"

Lin Mu didn't know, so he just said, "Probably."

Little Ginseng nodded in a daze: "No wonder Lin Mu and Toffee are so close."

Lin Mu turned on the faucet next to him to wash his hands. Hearing what Little Ginseng said, he felt a little strange: "Huh?"

"It's just very close, Lin Mu, you will whisper to Toffee, but you don't tell us, it's biased." The little ginseng pouted, "You don't get angry when Toffee beats you when it's in human form, and you even invite him to dinner."

When Di Xiu over there heard this, he paused slightly, looked at Yan Xuanjing who didn't think there was anything wrong with that little ginseng tree over there, and turned his head to look at the trees.

Lin Mu shook his head: "That's me asking grandma... Please ask Yan Xuanjing to teach me to become stronger, it's different."

"But we monsters don't need to fight to become stronger! It hurts, you're bleeding, you're hurt so badly." The little ginseng pouted even higher.

Di Xiu looked up at Yan Xuanjing.

Yan Xuanjing blinked, and said in a cold voice: "Yan Guijiao."

Di Xiu turned his head, glanced at Yan Gui who was still outside the courtyard, picked up the elixir in his arms, and threw it over.

Yan Gui, who was buried in digging out the stock of elixir in his small vault, felt a heavy blow to his buttocks, quickly pulled out his head from the small vault, turned his head to look around, and finally locked on the nearest emperor's house with question marks on his face. .

"Why did you hit me?!"

Diwu, who could hear the conversation in the courtyard very clearly, took a breath and exhaled: "I praise you for teaching your son well."

Yan Gui: "?"

What's wrong with you.

Yan Xuanjing didn't even look at his father, but looked at Lin Shu, who had washed his hands clean, and also stood up.

The little ginseng held a lot of elixir and followed Lin Mu's buttocks as a little tail, with a small mouth babbling: "Toffee hits you, kisses you, and makes you cry, and you don't throw him away. , it’s just partiality.”

Lin Mu opened his mouth: "..."

Yan Xuanjing felt two death sights, one from Diwu and the other from Dixiu.

Dixiu slapped Yan Xuanjing on the forehead, leaving a small red mark, jumped out of his palm, rolled a few times on the ground, and then ran towards the trees angrily.

Diwu crushed out the cigarette in his hand, clicked his tongue, and said to Yan Gui again: "Your son is really good at teaching."

Yan Gui felt that he could not bear the blame, so he quickly clarified: "I never taught him this."

Yan Xuanjing raised his hand and rubbed the forehead that had been slapped by Di Xiu, and looked at Lin Mu in confusion.

The little ginseng followed behind Lin Mu's buttocks, angrily counting the actual one, two, three, and four of Lin Mu's eccentricity.

"Toffee is sleeping in your room, and we are still outside every day."

forest:"……"

Oh.

Don't worry, he's also outside from today.

Lin Mu looked at Yan Xuanjing expressionlessly, and decided to throw out all the kennels, dog toys and toffee tonight to be with a few little monsters.

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