Just when many people were about to make a move, Zuo Zixiong came down the mountain with the order that Cao Zhe casually wrote on leaves.
"Master has an order that allows fox demons to worship the mountain. If they enter the mountain, they are members of the same sect. Members of the same sect must not kill each other."
After saying that, Zuo Zixiong stood on the left side of the boundary monument, holding the two swords that Cao Zhe had refined through his mediation, looking at the fox monsters with cold and sharp eyes.
The warriors who heard the news showed puzzled expressions, and then the crowd started to talk.
This is not just a matter of stance, but also a matter of food!
If all the demons could worship the Master and go out from the same door as them, then... what would they eat in the future?
Soon, someone found other meanings from these words.
"If you go into the mountains, you are a member of the same sect. In other words, if you don't go into the mountains, you are an alien. Can you eat it?"
After thinking about this, everyone's eyes began to shine, and then they locked onto each fox, almost drooling.
If it were in the past, when seeing those charming fox beauties and some men who had been in drought for a long time, they would have other thoughts.
But now, all they can think about is steaming or braised, charcoal grilling or directly slicing and boiling.
Facing the greedy gazes of the warriors around them, the foxes clamped their tails one after another.
I thought again of the words my ancestors said before leaving.
At that time, the old fox told them that this trip would be extremely dangerous. If they passed the pass, they would live, but if they failed, they would die.
Life or death is your own choice, don't have any complaints or grudges.
If you don't want to go, you can exit immediately and stay in the fox hole. You can survive by being careful.
Many vixens didn't understand it at the time, but now they understand.
"Okay! There's no point worrying and being scared, kids! Who's going to go first?" The old fox remained unchanged and was the only fox demon who maintained his fox form.
Sitting in the soft sedan chair, the old fox held a golden folding fan and swayed it gently, his eyes resolutely scanning all the fox demons who came with him.
A fox demon who thought he had some weight whispered: "Ancestor, I'm afraid this is a trap. Let's get out of it!"
Before he finished speaking, the old fox snorted coldly.
Two lines of gray smoke came out of the nostrils.
The gray smoke wrapped around the talkative fox demon, tightly binding it, and then continued to shrink.
In the end, the fox demon was shrunk into a gray ball only the size of a little finger.
The old fox threw the gray meatball into his mouth, chewed it, and then said: "Old ancestor, I am old! If I go to become a disciple again, I will make people laugh, so I will no longer do it! If anyone has any more complaints here, , If you talk nonsense, don’t blame me, ancestor, for being rude."
As he spoke, he wiped away his tears and said, "We say goodbye today, but when we meet again, we may be different. I just hope that you will practice well and don't make mistakes. This can be regarded as fulfilling our blood fate. "
All the foxes fell down and kowtowed. For a moment, in front of the stone monument, the cries of foxes were heard together, making it look very miserable.
A small part of the warriors who were originally drooling could not help but feel compassion when they saw this scene.
There are also some people who have dealt with demons, and even have family members, relatives and friends who have been harmed by demons, who show disdain and ridicule.
Fox demons are the best at shaking and beguiling people's hearts.
This confusion and swaying is not just about betraying color.
Pretending to be pitiful and selling yourself off is also a good skill.
These foxes looked pitiful right now.
In the past, before Cao Zhe appeared and brought changes, how many of these foxes had sucked people's yang energy and tortured ordinary people?
The old fox was crying with a group of little foxes.
The cry reached the mountain, but Cao Zhe turned a deaf ear and did not waver at all.
He just wanted to use these foxes to teach his disciples a lesson first.
Whether it is a demon or something else... they are not standing still, waiting to be killed.
They will play tricks on others, show off their pity, and use different psychology to carry out side attacks.
Although the Bull Demon and the Tiger Demon are cruel, they are only cruel on the surface.
These vixens who are accustomed to the power of the fox and the tiger have the insight into people's hearts and know how to take advantage of human nature.
Cao Zhe didn't know exactly what the ten thousand races were.
But there must be a race among them that is good at exploiting and provoking emotions.
And this is also the weakness of the warrior.
Breaking through the limitations of the outside world is not enough. Breaking through your own limitations and filling possible loopholes is the key.
This is another reason why Cao Zhe allowed the vixen to go up the mountain.
Seeing some people in the crowd showing soft-hearted expressions, the old fox led the team to cry even harder.
After a lot of small talk, he told the little foxes to start approaching the boundary monument and then climb the mountain.
But some vixens boldly moved forward, and within ten steps, they saw a bright white light suddenly erupting from the stone tablet.
A strong and awe-inspiring aura was aroused, like a sharp sword flying forward, piercing through seven or eight foxes directly.
The next moment, several warriors standing by cheered.
Obviously he has been waiting for a long time and took the lead at this time.
He rushed forward, picked up the corpses of the fox demons, and then feasted on them.
The old fox's face darkened for a moment.
Although he has many restrictions on the fox clan, he prohibits the foxes from hunting human clans and collecting yang energy for cultivation.
But obviously, many foxes didn't listen.
They are obsessed with the growth of demon magic, the expansion of magic power in their bodies, and the growth of demon elixirs. They are immersed in this false 'power', thinking that they can use this power to forcibly survive the three disasters and nine calamities.
As everyone knows, without true immortality, no matter how powerful the magic power is, it will immediately melt and collapse in the face of disasters from heaven and earth.
What is false is false and will not become true.
Some great monsters eat people, harvest Yang Qi, and live for hundreds of years.
The reason is very special, or they belong to a race with a long lifespan, such as tree demons.
Or there is a special magic weapon or an independent small spirit realm as a shelter, which can shrink up and avoid disasters.
Only a very few, even in the midst of murder and cannibalism, can intercept people's vitality, merge it into their own bodies, and evolve true immortality.
This is like a rare genius monster among humans.
Very rare!
Most monsters who want to be successful in spiritual practice still have to be like real monks and Taoist priests, be pure of desire, practice hard, collect inspiration from the world, and obtain feedback from life.
At this time, the stone tablet erupted with awe-inspiring energy, killing a large number of foxes.
The fox army, which was heading towards the stone monument as a whole, stopped.
Many foxes who wanted to understand the reason couldn't help showing frightened expressions and began to retreat subconsciously.
"Go over! Go over quickly!"
"Go forward! Don't retreat! Whoever dares to retreat will be eaten first!" The old fox was completely angry.
He jumped up and turned into a five-tailed fox with a height of more than ten feet.
The red-grey hair was burning and entwined with blue will-o'-the-wisps, and ferocious fangs protruded from his mouth, looking cruel and violent.
