The fox was nervous, close to giving birth, but kept going around the cabin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info until the dust comes back from picking wild fruits outside. Only then did he slowly quiet down, and walked into the arms of the dust, but his eyes were looking at the forest outside. Lichen touched the fox's head. Carefully help it straighten out the hair. Foxes are skinny. Apparently at the hands of the hunters. So the body is very weak. Giving birth at this time is really a life of death. But even if it is dusty, the immortals on the land can't help it. Foxes are blessed with natural spirituality, so it is easier than other animals to embark on the path of cultivating immortals. This is especially true of the white fox. As long as you avoid the three disasters and nine tribulations, you can become a heavenly fox, which is comparable to a true immortal. It's just that how many white foxes can escape this catastrophe? Isn't the white fox in his arms in the middle of the robbery, and he has to suffer from the sword? You can give you guidance on the path of cultivation, but you can't help. The fox's catastrophe can only be spent by itself, otherwise the heavens will backfire, and the fox's fate will be even more slim.

"Come, drink this soup, this is broth, I bought it from a big restaurant dozens of miles away. I also added a lot of herbs and spiritual fruits. Drink it to replenish the vitality". The dust coaxed the fox like a child.

The fox's eyes flashed with helplessness and gratitude, but in the blink of an eye, they turned into sadness. What Lichen didn't know was that the fox in his arms was already more than 100 years old, and when he saw that he could be caught by a few mortals, he thought that he was just holding a young fox who had just learned to be a fox mother.

Lichen brought the soup bowl to the fox, watched the fox take a small sip of the broth, then put down the snack, walked outside the house, and continued to help the fox find something that could help produce.

Fox production first needs a comfortable nest, so Lichen found a lot of soft hay and built a big fox nest. Then there are some herbs that can nourish the body. So he flew to the city dozens of miles away to buy it. I bought several ginsengs. And then the midwife... Oh, this one doesn't need to. Hot water? It doesn't seem to be needed.

That's all the dust can do. The rest of the time, he accompanied the fox to look at the mountains outside the house, quietly waiting for the moment when the fox gave birth.

"I am a fox who has practiced for thousands of years, waiting for a thousand years of loneliness, who sees me crying in the rolling red dust, who sees me dancing in the lamplight... Lichen didn't know how he could sing the song he had in his previous life. Over and over again. The fox listened quietly in his bosom, knowing that in the evening, the fox's baby was about to be born.

Lichen put the fox into the grass nest, and then went outside to watch the starry sky and wait for the moment when the result came.

The way of heaven is the most fair, the more at the top of the creature is more difficult to reproduce, this is the way of balance between heaven and earth. And once broken, it will undoubtedly be a catastrophe for all things in heaven and earth. Lichen knew that what he had saved was definitely not an ordinary white fox, but he didn't pursue the answer. So now I'm even more worried about whether the fox will be able to pass this hurdle, and there will be many calamities on the path of cultivation, both for myself and for the fox.

The fox tossed for most of the night, but the fox chirped lower and lower, and the dust couldn't help but pull up. I don't know why I'm so worried about a fox. Maybe it's just that I saw the difficulties on the path of cultivation and felt it.

I don't know what happened inside, when the moon was in the sky, the fox suddenly heard a high chirp, and Chen's heart sank, and a bad feeling came to his face. Lichen rushed into the house, and saw a little white creature under the fox, wet and deer, crawling under his mother. The little guy didn't open his eyes, but he wasn't honest at all. Lichen put his mind at ease and walked in, but he sank down again. Because Lichen found that the fox's flame of life was about to be extinguished, he just held on to his breath. The grief in his heart was almost like tears. Although the relationship was short, the fox was an unforgettable experience in his journey. Life and death, right and wrong, the flowers between all living beings bloom and fall, and the generations circulate. But only the way of heaven is the same.

Lichen still touched the fox's head, feeling that the white fur on the fox's body was gradually losing its luster. The fox really can't get by. It's just that the two eyes are staring at the dust, and the sadness is thick. Lichen knew what the fox was trying to say. So he took the little fellow from under the fox and promised the fox; "I will take care of him until he is successful in his practice, or until the end of his life." The fox then looked away, focused on the little one in Chen's arms, and slowly, slowly closed his eyes.

Lichen sighed and said goodbye to the fox: "Heaven is kind, fox, you go all the way." May you have an afterlife, peace and joy. With that, he placed the little one in his arms beside his mother. I recited the mantra over and over again.

The next day, in a valley not far from the wooden house, a small tomb appeared. In front of the tomb stands a wooden tablet with a white fox painted on it, like a living creature. Legend has it that in the middle of the night, there will always be a fox chirping around the tomb. Later, people gave the mountain a name "Fox Valley".

It is only now that he finally understands the way of life and death. The Dao Heart is consummated and can form a golden pill.

In the night sky, a meteor pierced the sky, but no one knew that it was Lichen holding the little fox on the way home.