There was a fox in the forest, walking upright, carrying two bamboo baskets on a pole on his shoulders, and covering them with quilts. I don't know what was in the bamboo baskets.
I saw it walking around, taking out a water bag from its waist and taking a few sips from time to time, looking carefree.
The fox was leaning on the tree trunk, eyes narrowed, imitating human masters, putting his left leg on top of his right leg, shaking his head and humming some weird tune.
Suddenly, there was a chaotic sound from the woods in the distance, as if a creature was rushing over in a hurry. The fox rolled his eyes, remembered something, stood up quickly, picked up his burden and left quickly.
But since it is reluctant to part with its own belongings, how can it escape trouble.
After walking forward for a while, the chaotic sounds became louder and louder, and the sound of footsteps could be clearly distinguished. Only the sound of heavy footsteps, accompanied by the crackling of broken branches, was heard, getting closer and closer.
The fox looked back and saw a dark-faced man galloping from the woods. A gust of wind swept through the clouds, and Kankan stopped in front of the fox. The fox was so frightened that its two legs trembled. Knowing that he could no longer escape, he quickly knelt down and begged for mercy.
"What a boy, how dare you play this trick with your Grandpa Zhu!" The big man grabbed the fox's shoulders, yelled and threw it several times.
The fox begged for mercy again and again, but the big man named Zhu just ignored him and beat the fox to take a breath before talking to him.
"I've heard for a long time that you demon dealers who walk around the streets love to cheat!"
"What else do you have to say? If you don't give me the real moonlight disk, I will kill you!"
When the fox heard that his life was still in danger, he quickly stopped wailing and defended himself.
"Oh, sir, if I had that kind of spiritual treasure, I would have gone back to my hometown and kept it for myself to practice. How could I continue to do this thankless business?"
The big man laughed angrily, put his fingers on the fox's head and said:
"That means you have been lying to me before."
"Yes, yes." The fox couldn't help but nodded, and then he felt the strength of the palm on his head getting stronger. He stiffened his neck and said quickly: "No, no, it was all made up of friends on the road who praised each other. There is no gimmick and no one Not here to buy something.”
The big man didn't really kill the fox, he just threw it aside and walked towards the two bamboo baskets. said:
"Since you don't have a real moonlight disk, there's nothing you can do about it, and it won't cost you your life. I'll just get a few things from you as my compensation."
The fox was anxious and said quickly: "You didn't pay before, I'll pay... I'll pay, you can take whatever you want." It was glared at by the big man and did not dare to refute.
The black-faced man opened the floral quilt, and there were miscellaneous things inside, including weapons, bronze mirrors, wooden combs...
There were also a few books, and the big man opened them and looked at them. Most of them were romance novels. Do all monsters nowadays like them? There is also a book of exercises. If you take a closer look, you will see that there are some rubbish written in it. If you practice according to the pictures and texts in it, you will never become a talent in your life. He tore the book in half and set it aside.
Some various sundries were thrown aside by the big man. After searching for a long time, there was nothing useful. He only found a small bag of broken silver, which he put into his arms.
The fox on the side looked at the pain but did not dare to reach out. He had to turn his head to the side and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
"I know that the demon dealers have far-reaching contacts and are well-informed. Is there anything interesting happening recently, or some good emerging forces nearby? If Master Zhu is happy to hear this, I will spare your life."
The big man wanted to squeeze some more profits from the fox, but the fox had no choice but to ask for his life to be spared after he fulfilled his request.
"There is indeed a big event recently. It is said that a panacea has been found. After eating it, it can solidify the foundation and lay a good foundation for the monster's transformation. The most important thing is that this treasure is not a one-time use. It seems that it can continue to produce. There is a monster Wang Guang invites good players, hoping to seize this treasure."
"Are you telling the truth? This treasure is enough to create a power." The black-faced man didn't quite believe it.
"It's absolutely true. I originally planned to go there to try my luck and do some small business. Seventy or eighty miles further north from here will be the realm of the Demon King. Uncle Zhu will know the news if he goes there to inquire. Is it true or false? Uncle Zhu is really capable, why not go there and give it a try, you might get some good results."
The dark-faced man had something moving in his heart. It was not far away for seventy or eighty miles. He could tell by looking over there.
"You don't dare to lie to me." As he said this, he walked up to the fox. The fox thought that the big man was going to kill him, so he was so frightened that he pulled off the water bag from the fox's waist, took out the stopper and took a sip. On his waist.
"Well, this wine is good."
"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you, let's go."
After saying that, the black-faced man sprinted towards the north, running rampant, leaving the fox behind to clean up his pile of rags in pain.
The big man was successful in his cultivation. In less than half an hour, he had reached the realm of the Demon King. He found the top of the mountain where the Demon King was. He said a few words to the little demon who led the way down the mountain and was taken up the mountain.
There were only some low-level monsters along the way, and I don’t know where the monster masters who came to help were. There was not even a decent building everywhere, and it was really not worthy of the title of Monster King.
The winding mountain road eventually came to an end. The little demon placed him on the flat ground at the top of the mountain and left by himself.
At the other end of the top of the mountain is a plank road connecting the two adjacent peaks. There is a vaguely visible cave entrance on the opposite mountain peak, where the Demon King must be.
Do you want me to go there by myself?
The black-faced man was very talented and bold, and walked over without hesitation. When we arrived at the place, we saw a large number of monster skeletons at the entrance of the cave. Could it be that all the monsters who came to help were eaten? !
While he was concentrating, a laugh came from the cave, and a half-man, half-goat creature stepped out of the cave. It stretched out its hands and waved its arms, the wind roared, condensed into wind blades and smashed the nearby bones into powder, grinned its big mouth full of fangs and shouted:
"Although I have regained my strength, it would be nice to have a blood meal and a tooth sacrifice. I will eat you first, and then kill that village!"
The black-faced man saw the appearance of the so-called demon king clearly and breathed a sigh of relief. This demon king had a turbid aura and a crazy mind. He was afraid that it would be difficult to make progress in this life and to form inner elixirs.
As expected, there are no masters in the mountains and wilderness, but a goat without transformation dares to claim to be the Demon King.
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The mountain forest, far away from human traces, stretches for hundreds of miles with lush greenery. Mountain spirits and ghosts appear frequently here. From time to time, strange and bizarre stories are spread, making people stay away from this area.
In recent days, something strange has happened. A cliff has risen deep in the forest, towering into the clouds and stretching for hundreds of miles, blocking the entire forest. There is water flowing down the cliff, making the entire cliff foggy and difficult to see clearly. The water flows together under the cliff to form a small stream.
There is a place in front of the cliff where the dense forest disappears and is replaced by a simple and simple village with a stream flowing down through the entire village.
Every early morning, chickens and dogs crow, and smoke curls up from cooking stoves, but no one comes out to farm.
It turns out that a powerful monster appeared in the nearby mountains and forests, calling himself the Monster King. He gathered the nearby spirits together and wanted to seize the treasures in the village. Fortunately, this village is not simple. It is difficult for ordinary spirits to enter the village. They can only attack villagers on the outside of the village, scaring people away from going out to farm.
The east side of the village is close to the cliff. The cliff is endless and has no end. It is also hazy and cannot be seen clearly from far or near. People in the village don't know what kind of mountain it is, but it always exists in their memory.
In the other three directions of the village, there is a shrine, which is no higher than a person's knees. There are tablets inside that read "Chicken Master", "Goose Master" and "Dog Master" respectively.
There is a copper incense burner in front of the temple, with three incense sticks lined up on it. The smoke curls up and forms in the sky, as if a pot lid is covering the village inside. But in front of the "Grandpa Dog" tablet, the light spots were looming, the smoke was intermittent, and it seemed that it had no stamina.
There is an ancestral hall in the center of the village. What is enshrined is not the tablet of the ancestors, but a piece of red paper with the words "Qi Youtian God" written on it. He is a god.
The ancestral hall is the largest and best house in the village, but it is also simple. There is a wide open space around it, which should be a place for worship activities during festivals.
At this time, the old village chief was performing some ceremony in the ancestral hall. He came to the god's tablet, bowed three times, and muttered something to the incense burner in the center of the tablet, as if communicating with the gods.
The smoke rose slowly, gathering but not dissipating. Soon it filled the entire house, making it so hazy that you couldn't even see your fingers. When the smoke gradually thinned out, a bronze door appeared in front of the village chief.
The village chief grabbed the door knocker and knocked three times before retreating. The portal opened automatically, revealing a young man with closed eyes inside.
This young man's eyebrows were raised into his temples, his lips were bright red, he looked to be eleven or twelve years old, and he had a gentle face. At a glance, he felt that the tightness in his chest had dissipated a little.
The old village chief secretly sighed in his heart. As expected, the spiritual roots chosen by the gods at that time were all the best among men. Only the powerful immortals in the world have the ability to influence people's state of mind with every gesture. However, before their spiritual roots have been cultivated, they are born with such visions, which makes people sigh.
This was not the first time he had seen such a young man, but his heart was still agitated and he could not calm down for a long time.
The young man stood quietly for a long time, and the visions on his body gradually disappeared. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was about to wake up. The village chief quickly calmed down his emotions and showed a kind expression.
"Little guy, what's your name?"
"...You Ziji."
As soon as You Ziji opened his eyes, he saw an old face full of wrinkles standing in front of him. He was a little confused for a moment. Apart from the name that blurted out, his mind went blank and he didn't know anything else.
"Little brother, you are the spiritual root chosen by the gods, the messenger of the gods, and the miracle sent by the gods in response to our prayers. Now the village is at a critical moment of life and death and needs your help." The village chief explained the situation to You Ziji .
"But I'm just an ordinary person. I can't help you with anything." You Ziji clenched his fists, tensed his body, and tried it, but found no special ability.
The old village chief has rich experience. This is the tenth time he has come into contact with this kind of genius. Compared with the panic the first time, he has figured out the routine of Ling Gen and tries to explain Ling Gen's questions as simply as possible.
When You Ziji understood almost everything, the village chief issued his first task.
"Little brother, you go to the east end of the village to get three golden eggs, and then come back here and take one. Then a guardian spirit will look after you and help you sort out your meridians, and your body will naturally produce true energy."
What the village chief is talking about is the process of foundation building. The spiritual roots selected by the gods are the top geniuses in the world. They don't need to be treated according to common sense. They can bypass Qi training and build the foundation directly.
The golden egg was produced by the village. It is a holy medicine that increases the essence and stabilizes the foundation. Fourteen extremely spiritual hens collected the free spiritual energy and the breath of the gods in the village, and gathered them together to form a pill. Only one can be produced every month, and it can be given as a gift to the spiritual roots. Each spiritual root can only get three pieces.
You Ziji opened the door and left. The village chief quickly reminded him, "Be careful when you get to the chicken coop. Don't get hurt."
