In the country of Japan, in a deep cave.
A beautiful woman is lying lazily on the embroidery bed, her long hair is disheveled, her shoulders are half exposed, and her translucent gauze skirt can barely cover the spring sunshine.
The jade body lies horizontally and is very fragrant.
But under the bed was a field of young men who had been sucked into mummies. Some were even teenagers. They were all dead, but they still had a silly smile on their faces.
"Hmph, Japanese men are really useless, their essence is so mixed, so many people together can't compare to one Yin Shen monk!"
Yuniang said with some disgust.
Her brows exuded an astonishing charm and a hint of dissatisfied gloom.
Most of these Japanese people are short and ugly. If it weren't for the fierce god in the Tang Dynasty, she would not have traveled across the ocean to this tiny place.
Many little foxes were beating her back and pinching her legs, and they didn't dare to slack off for a moment even if they were panting from exhaustion.
Suddenly, Yu Niang screamed and stood up from the bed. A red line appeared on her neck and blood spurted out.
That's a sword mark!
Zhila!
Wisps of smoke floated out from the scar on her neck, which was the manifestation of the collision between the fiery sword energy and the demonic energy, causing Yu Niang to suffer extremely, as if she was being cut by countless sharp swords.
Eight fox tails floated out, one of which was radiating green light, trying to repair its own scars with magical powers.
However, the magical power of being able to restore decapitated heads and restore human flesh and bones to life and death failed this time. The golden sword energy was pure and domineering, as strong as the sun, and carried the mighty power of humanity, making all her demonic power useless.
Yu Niang kept screaming, the sword marks on her neck getting bigger and bigger, and half of her head was drooping, almost falling.
The other little foxes were frightened and trembled when they saw this scene.
Yuniang felt the fear of death. She understood that if she didn't do something, when all the heads fell off, her soul would be destroyed.
After thinking about this, she finally made a decision, endured the pain, and cut off a fox tail.
Lose one hundred years of self-cultivation!
The spread of the sword marks suddenly slowed down, but it was still spreading slowly but firmly.
Yuniang almost broke her silver teeth and had no choice but to cut off the tail again.
After another hundred years of cultivation dissipated, the sword mark on her neck finally stopped spreading, and the spurting blood gradually stopped, but the scar never healed.
At this time, the memory of the clone's death came to her, and she finally knew the whole story.
"Li——Dao——Xuan!"
A shrill cry rang out in the cave, with seven points of hatred and three parts of fear, echoing through the mountains and causing countless birds to fall.
Yuniang gritted her teeth with hatred, but she was also terrified.
Why did Li Daoxuan's cultivation become so strong after not seeing each other for several years? Even though they were thousands of miles apart, he was able to hurt her body with the help of his clone. With just one sword, it was equivalent to cutting off three of her fox tails.
That is her three hundred years of cultivation!
And Li Daoxuan is said to be less than thirty years old...
With such unpredictable supernatural powers, who is that guy? Even if he is the reincarnation of True Lord Erlang, he shouldn't be such a monster.
"Mother, how are you injured?"
A little fox came over and said crisply, with clear and smart eyes. He was Yu Niang's favorite subordinate.
"It is my immortal order that from today onwards, Wanhu Cave will be closed to the public. I must rest in peace and recuperate."
"Mother, how long will the mountain be closed? Do you want us to collect some herbs for you?"
Yu Niang stroked the scar on her neck that had not healed for a long time, and she could still feel the sharp and terrifying sword energy between her fingers.
She shook her head and sighed: "This injury was left by the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty. It is difficult to heal with human medicine and stone. Even if I can extract the essence of the sun and the moon, I am afraid it will take a hundred years."
In an instant, the fox fairy who used to serve under Bixia Yuanjun was filled with disappointment.
Even if she can fully recover her strength in the future, she will never be a match for Li Daoxuan. The revenge of the broken tail will have to be forgotten in the end.
No matter what, as long as that man is here, I will never step foot into the territory of the Tang Dynasty from now on.
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Langzhong, Panlong Mountain.
Li Daoxuan felt that the "Book of Demons" in his mind did not shine, and he knew that the nine-tailed fox demon was not dead.
I felt a little regretful, but not surprised.
He has only been practicing mediating creation for a few days. He has just started and cannot fully exert the power of this great magical power. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more convenient to directly erase the fox demon from the 'painting' with a wave of his hand?
Moreover, this demon has Qingqiu bloodline, has a thousand years of Taoism, and was once a fox fairy under Bixia Yuanjun, so he has some means of saving his life.
At that time, Bixia Yuanjun was in charge of the fox fairies in the world. On the first day of every month, fox fairies would be assessed. If any fox deceived men and women in the world, they would be punished.
In addition, every year the foxes have to take exams, and only those who are proficient in arts and sciences are allowed to become immortals, otherwise they can only become wild foxes.
This nine-tailed fox demon must have been one of the best back then, but now it has lost the control of Bixia Yuanjun and is running wild.
Li Daoxuan picked up the jar that sealed the dragon's veins and walked toward Changle, having restored his original appearance.
The green clothes are chic, the hair is as long as ink, the movement is as elegant as a crane, and as airy as a fairy. A pair of dark eyes are looking at his apprentice, with a smile like a gentle spring breeze.
"Master!"
Changle's voice is clear and crisp, like the blossoms of a jujube tree, with a hint of sweetness, and the joy in it is beyond words.
She ran towards Li Daoxuan, wanting to throw herself into her master's arms like she did when she was a child, but she was hit on the head with a snap of her fingers.
"Ugh, it hurts!"
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said with a smile: "How old you are, you have already become a big girl. Why are you still as unruly as before?"
Changle snorted and tightly grasped the master's sleeve with one hand, as if she was afraid that he would run away again.
"Master, I don't care, even if another hundred or a thousand years pass, you will still be my master!"
As she spoke, she used her other hand to take off the Jiutian Xuannv mask she was wearing.
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up slightly.
He saw a vibrant and beautiful face appearing in front of him. The girl's skin was whiter than snow. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress and had her hair tied up with a silver hairpin. Her whole body was filled with youthful vitality.
With curved eyebrows and a smile, she stood there pretty like a graceful pear blossom.
Unknowingly, the pink and jade-like little girl from before had reached his chin.
There is also a rare heroic spirit between his eyebrows, which should be the result of these years of experience in the Hidden Dragon.
Li Daoxuan felt a little relieved, as if he had finally cleared a nurturing game and touched her head like an old father.
"You have done a good job these years and have not brought shame on my teacher."
Maybe she still has some flaws in her behavior, such as being a little impulsive and being too kind, but her intelligence in calming down the flash flood and her bravery and perseverance in the face of danger are all commendable qualities.
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Changle perked up, his eyes turned red, but he turned away and hummed: "Master, you are sitting in Longhu Mountain, how can you know what I have done?"
There was some grievance in her voice. For three years, the master didn't even say a greeting to her. How could he do this to his disciples?
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and touched her head again.
"In order to prove yourself, you joined the bad guys disguised as the Seventy-Two Transformers. In the first case, you not only saved the lives of three companions, but also successfully killed the black bear demon."
"In the second case, you made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, but you quickly corrected your mentality, found the spider spirit's flaw, and burned it to death with your magical power of fire."
Li Daoxuan talked eloquently and even told her all her experiences over the years.
"In the end, you joined the Hidden Dragon based on your merits and became the only new member of the Hidden Dragon in these years, Jiutian Xuannv."
After a pause, he smiled casually and said: "I am a disciple like you, do you really think I will let it go?"
While you are in the mountains, you can fish all over the world.
Naturally, he had to take care of his only founding disciple, but what made him happy was that Chang Le had almost made it on his own in recent years and had grown rapidly.
Changle's eyes turned red again, but this time he was not aggrieved, but moved.
It turns out that Master has always been by her side!
"By the way, where is Xiaotian? Why don't you see it?"
Seeing that she wanted to cry again, Li Daoxuan quickly changed the topic.
Hearing this question, Chang Le's face suddenly showed a look of surprise and said: "Master, didn't Xiaotian come back to you?"
Li Daoxuan paused slightly, frowned and said, "Xiaotian has never looked for me, and I have never called him back."
He originally sent Xiaotian to Changle and told him not to return to Longhu Mountain without his own orders.
Although it has a somewhat exaggerated temperament, it never dares to be careless about what it tells it.
"What exactly is going on? Please tell me in detail."
Li Daoxuan had already noticed something was wrong.
Changle did not dare to neglect and quickly explained Xiaotian's matter clearly.
"Master, just three days ago, I passed the compass of the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation and saw a monster appearing near Langzhong, so I brought Xiaotian there. However, on the way, Xiaotian suddenly became very excited and shouted loudly Hold on to the master, and then run towards the east."
"It was in the late stage of Yin Shen, and it was much faster than me. I chased it for a while, but soon lost it."
Changle said doubtfully: "I thought it saw you and wanted to find you."
After all, Xiaotian has always called her master "Master".
"master……"
Li Daoxuan's expression became particularly solemn, because he suddenly thought of an amazing possibility.
If it weren't for him, would the master Xiao Tian mentioned be...
This guess was so shocking that it made waves in his heart, and he could not calm down for a long time.
"Master, you said that if Xiaotian didn't go to you, who else could he go to?"
Li Dao
His intuition told him that this matter was of great concern and the water was too deep, so it was best for Changle not to get involved.
"oh."
Changle agreed obediently, whatever the master said, she would do it.
"Okay, let's go to Langzhong with my master to meet someone."
"Who are you meeting, Master?"
Changle said curiously, when the master mentioned that person, his expression was very solemn. It was obvious that the other person was very important and had a high status in the master's heart.
"My senior sister, your senior uncle, Taizhen."
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