The ancient emperor of heaven;

The old enemy of the witch clan;

Now, only such a remnant soul is left, which really makes all the immortals here sigh.

"teacher……"

"Well," Donghuang Taiyi responded, raising his hand to gently touch her forehead, "I never thought I was gone, thank you for your hard work."

The nine-tailed fox opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out. Unconsciously, he burst into tears.

She suddenly rushed over, wanting to hug Donghuang Taiyi, but the moment her body came into contact with the remnant soul of Donghuang Taiyi, a stream of light exploded from between them, scaring the nine-tailed fox into hastily pulling away.

This remnant soul is too weak.

But those streams of light are just a little bit of Donghuang Taiyi's memory.

Inspired by the nine-tailed fox, memories related to the nine-tailed fox.

…

"Little fox, are you injured?"

In the mountain forest on a rainy night, a fox whose hind legs were bitten by a wild beast hid under a tree to take shelter from the rain.

A young Taoist dressed in white walked out of the rain and saw the snow-white fox under the tree. He lowered his head and stared at the fox's figure quietly.

The young Taoist stretched out his hand, and the little fox bared his teeth in threat, and then his head was touched and rubbed hard several times.

A bit of fairy light flashed across, and the little fox's injury was healed.

The young Taoist did not stay long, smiled and waved to the little fox, and continued walking in the rain.

He seemed to have something on his mind and was thinking about it from here.

The little fox tilted his head and glanced at the young Taoist for a few times, then followed him in the rain.

"Why, I saved you and you still rely on me?"

The young Taoist sighed softly:

"Well, since there is some causal connection, I will give you some benefits and give you a way to practice. How you go in the future depends on your own opportunities."

After saying this, the young Taoist shook his head with a smile, turned around and disappeared.

The little fox has a little pink mark on his forehead, and the aura in his eyes gradually increases.

This is the first meeting.

The second time we met, it was a rainy night again.

The young Taoist was still walking in the rain, worried and a little distracted.

Unknowingly, he came to a cliff, and just as he was about to step over it, a white-furred fox jumped out from the side and knocked him aside.

However, the white-haired fox obviously underestimated the strength gap between the two.

It hit a layer of fairy light firmly and was knocked backwards.

If the young Taoist hadn't taken action in time, it would have been directly killed by the force of the counterattack.

Now that the little fox has a complete intelligence, he realizes that there is a huge gap in strength between it and the master in front of him.

A celestial light dragged it over.

"Are you afraid that I will fall and die?"

The young Taoist had a smile in his eyes and a hint of smile in the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't a mockery, but it was clearly a bit of a joke.

The little fox purred a few times.

The young Taoist sighed softly: "It's rare to find a creature who treats me well. Little fox, how about I accept you as a registered disciple?"

The little fox nodded repeatedly.

The young Taoist raised his hand and rubbed its head, seeming to like its hair.

The Taoist took the little fox to the back mountain.

There was a fog there. After the fog dissipated, you could see a quiet fenced courtyard. Outside the courtyard was a mountain stream. Inside the courtyard were rocking chairs, climbing frames, millstones, and scattered everywhere, at first glance, they looked like valuable wine containers. .

The little fox has made his home here.

As soon as the scene changed, it was the day of her transformation.

She transformed into a five or six-year-old girl with a fox tail and fox ears. She was hit by the clothes thrown by the young Taoist and giggled there.

There are more than ten scrolls in a row, showing the time spent by the young Taoist and the little fox.

Time moved very slowly back then;

But here it only passed by quietly in an instant.

The little fox grew up slowly, from a cute little girl to a smart girl.

The young Taoist seems to be very leisurely. He repeats several things every day, reading scriptures, contemplating the heaven and earth, and taking a nap on the rocking chair.

The little fox became a touch of color in his monotonous life, and the color gradually became richer.

There is an exquisite attic behind the hut.

The little fox became aware of beauty and began to think about how to dress up. She flew like a butterfly in the valley, constantly showing off her feminine charm.

But when the young Taoist looked at her, he would frown from time to time.

The little fox's strength improved a bit too quickly.

She began to awaken her ancient bloodline.

There was a clear change in the young Taoist's eyes, which showed regret, helplessness, bitterness, and anger.

He began to lose his temper with the little fox for no reason, and began to find some magic brew to keep himself alternately between sober and drunk.

That day the young Taoist had just woken up and found another drink.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

the little fox asked softly.

"It's okay," the young Taoist said in a hoarse voice, not looking at the extremely charming little fox beside him, "My recent poor practice has nothing to do with you... Go out for a walk and see this bustling world. If If you think it's nice outside, just find a cave outside. Now that you're quite strong, if you keep a low profile, you won't be targeted by strong people."

"Teacher, do you want to drive me away? I...I did something wrong..."

"I told you it has nothing to do with you!"

The young Taoist suddenly lost control and stood up and glared at the little fox.

She was frightened. She lowered her head and didn't know how to answer. Her hands were tugging at the corners of her clothes uneasily.

"Let's go practice today."

The figure of the young Taoist then disappeared.

The little fox opened her mouth, with doubts in her eyes, but she didn't say anything more, packed her bags, lowered her head and left the courtyard.

The subsequent scenes were not shown because there was no intersection between the two.

The story continues two to three thousand years later.

The little fox has completely matured into a great beauty. When she walked in the world, she attracted countless bees and butterflies, and many masters coveted her beauty, but she never suffered any intimidation or harassment.

Because there is a master protecting me secretly.

She has seen a lot of the filthiness of living beings, and her Taoist heart has become more crystal clear.

This time she returned to the river valley because she felt that she no longer needed to experience it.

She couldn't find the small courtyard.

There is no white mist, no Taoist breath, no trace of the formation.

But what the little fox couldn't see was that the small courtyard was actually right in front of her, hidden in the mist.

The young Taoist stood at the gate of the courtyard with his hands folded, looking at the anxious figure of the little fox walking around across the slightly twisted universe, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

A bronze 'bell' flew out from the young Taoist's shoulder, and a beautiful shadow appeared under the bell.

At this moment, the eyes of all the masters in Lingxiao Palace had obvious changes.

Isn't that bell the innate treasure Chaos Bell?

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Chapter completed!