The man in white only felt that his thoughts were a little fluttering, and the other party's eyes narrowed, curved as a crescent moon, although he was a little similar to himself, but somehow, he couldn't see enough at this time.

In a trance, he heard the other party ask who he was, he didn't think about it, so he laughed for a while, teased the white fox in his hand twice, and said lazily: "I am the fox demon in charge of this jade-faced mountain, Xuan Yulang." ”

Such a simple and meaningless question is not afraid to ask the young man to inquire.

"I see." The young man got the answer, and seemed to be a little more happy, and a pair of eyes like deep pools of lakes flickered slightly, and there seemed to be shallow streamer fluctuations in them, which made him even more curious.

"Second question," the young man hooked his thin lips, and the words that came out were so gentle that he slowed down his thoughts even more.

"What do you mean by the 'Yuan Yang Qi' and 'Yin Qi Closed Yin' that Your Excellency just mentioned? Can you explain a little bit below? ”

Xuan Yulang only felt that the questions asked by the person opposite were a little boring, so he lazily moved his lips and said impatiently: "All things in the world are born of yin and yang, demons are yin, and people are yang, you are the son of a fox demon, and you should have the closed yin qi left in your mother, maybe because your father is a human being, there is also the qi of yuan yang in your body, but it is not known." ”

Speaking of this, he became interested and said, "However, I have practiced for thousands of years, but I have never seen such a tough and strong person with Yuanyang Qi, and you are the first one." ”

First ...... How?

When Xuan Yulang said this, he felt a little unfinished, and opened his mouth to make up for something, but when the words came to his mouth, they drifted away like a puff of smoke.

He suddenly couldn't remember what he wanted to ask the young man just now, what was coming, so he had to give up, and subconsciously looked into the young man's eyes again.

The young man was silent for a while, narrowing his eyes slightly, and only after a while did he raise his eyes again, and asked in a deep voice: "Since you are the son of a fox demon, you should also be a demon, but why do you often attract all demons to come and want to eat me?" ”

Xuan Yulang sneered, only to remember what he had just forgotten, and hurriedly said, "Are you stupid?" I said that although you are the son of a fox demon, you also have the unique Yuanyang qi of human beings in your body, and you are particularly strong and flexible, which is different from ordinary people. You must know that this Yuanyang Qi is a treasure that helps the demons to practice, the demon's sense of smell is sensitive, and when they smell the breath on your body, they are scrambling to seduce-seduce-confuse you, trying to take it for themselves, so that they can feast, eat meat and drink blood, and you can also use your Yuanyang Qi to gain cultivation. ”

"I see." The young man seemed to sigh lightly, shook his head, and then smiled heartily, opened his thin lips lightly, and said, "The third question, Your Excellency and Meng Mou, are they related?" ”

Xuan Yulang instinctively didn't want to answer this question. However, the young man's eyes stared at him directly, and somehow, he couldn't dodge, and his mouth involuntarily said, "Barely there." ”

"Your mother, Yufushang, used to be my Xuan Yulang's sister, and Yumian Mountain has cultivated to the deepest fox demon besides me." He frowned and replied, "But that's just the time." ”

The young man sighed softly, and saw a look of uncertainty flash in his deep eyes.

He took a few steps back in a trance, and the shallow streamer in his eyes that Xuan Yulang was quite curious couldn't really see.

Xuan Yulang wanted to lean over and take a look, but his mind was groggy and his body was inexplicably a little tired, so he had to close his eyes slightly and take a nap.

About half a tea time has passed.

Xuan Yulang opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the young man in front of him with a dark expression.

But he saw Meng Heng's long body standing at the foot of the steps, not dodging or dodging, only a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What did you just do?" He said coldly.

Just now, he didn't feel a trace of cultivation and spiritual power from the young man, and in the past two months, his various experiments on the young man were enough for him to understand the details of the young man.

He is simply a person who has no cultivation.

It's not even as good as the white fox who has just been born for two months in his hand.

But such a person made him lose his mind for a while.

Xuan Yulang's face was a little half blue and half white.

It's a bit face-hurting to fall into the hands of a mortal, even if the other party has such a strange Yuanyang Qi, it shouldn't be treated as an ordinary mortal.

Meng Heng quietly took in the changes in Xuan Yulang's demeanor.

He smiled indifferently and said: "Just now Meng has a little trick and asked a few questions from Your Excellency, which may make Your Excellency feel tired and thoughtless, but Meng Mou is rude." ”

The attitude between the words was calm, neither cowering nor concealing, but he did not regard the other party as a demon who had cultivated deeply and could give life and death in an instant.

This kind of understatement and outspoken apology made Xuan Yulang have nowhere to go.

He twisted his eyebrows and glared at the young man a few times, but his phoenix eyes smiled slyly and said, "Okay, I don't care about you as a mortal." ”

He flicked his sleeves, walked down, walked to Meng Heng's side step by step, leaned down slightly, leaned over to Meng Heng's ear, and learned from Meng Heng's soft voice just now, and said with a smile: "Horizontally and vertically in my Xuan Yulang's hands, you will remember that you will feel good in the future." ”

When the words fell, he laughed loudly for a while, and walked out of this Fangshi Mansion leisurely, leaving Meng Heng alone to stand in place.

Meng Heng closed his eyes. His eyes were slightly darkened, and when the figure of the man in white was far away, he staggered a few steps, held on to one side of the stone pillar, and leaned over to take a few deep breaths.

The hypnosis of Xuan Yulang just now forced him to concentrate all his energy, making the breath in his body that had not yet calmed down slightly turbulent, and now he relaxed and felt even more exhausted.

At this moment, only to hear a mutter, the white fox who was hugged by Xuan Yulang seemed to turn around and run back, and stumbled to Meng Heng's feet.

Meng Heng's feet were soft, his hands were loose, and he fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the ground in Shifuzhong is paved with soft fluff, and it is okay to fall on the ground.

Meng Heng turned his eyes faintly and looked at the white fox lying beside him at eye level with him, and carefully recalled the words of Xuan Yulang just now.

The things in the world, yin and yang are born together, demons are yin, and people are yang......

and the Yuan Yang Qi and the Closed Yin Qi in his body......

He remembered that as soon as Xuan Yulang saw him, he said that "the two breaths are fighting endlessly" and "the qi of Yuan Yang is interfered with by the qi of closed yin...... There should be no mistakes.

This closed yin qi is because the original owner is the son of the fox demon, and it comes with it in his body, but if this yuan yang qi is said to be because of the father of the original owner, it is not passable.

Because in the memory of the original owner, there is no such painful memory of the two breaths fighting back and forth.

Could it be that it was because he crossed over and brought his original so-called "Yuanyang Qi" into this body?

Thinking of this, Meng Heng couldn't help but want to laugh.

Where have you heard of the "Qi of Yuanyang" in modern society?!

He shook his head, his eyes happened to meet the dark eyes of the white fox beside him, and he couldn't help but sigh lightly in his heart.

It turns out that the original owner's skin is actually from the same family as this beast, and his life experience is quite tortuous - the mother of the fox clan and the father of humans.

I'm afraid that the irrepressible bloodthirstiness* at the time of my seizure is also related to the original owner's fox demon nature - subconsciously I know that I have the Yuanyang Qi in my body that all demons flock to, and when my breath is unstable and hungry, I instinctively want to suck and eat, so that I will mutilate myself and drink blood, just like a beast.

He raised his arms behind his head in a somewhat complicated mood, turned his gaze as if he didn't want to look at the white fox beside him anymore, closed his eyelids, and fell asleep a little tired.

*

Meng Heng slept for another two days.

He was awakened by the white fox that arched around his neck. When he awoke, the beast was licking his neck with its wet tongue, and he tilted his head slightly, and saw that the little beast showed sharp teeth, and was about to bite his neck.

Fortunately, although the teeth were sharp, they were really short, otherwise I was afraid that he would have bitten his skin open.

Meng Heng waved his hand away from the white fox and sat up on the ground.

When he was unconscious, he didn't feel it, but when he woke up at this moment, he felt a feeling of hunger in his abdomen, which reminded him.

I don't know what he relied on to maintain his energy when he was unconscious before.

There must be something strange in this cave.

Up to now, Meng Heng has long abandoned the materialism he once believed in, the vicissitudes of life, the world changes, and rapid adaptation is the king.

He staggered to his feet, wrapped in the thin blanket he had wrapped in when he was unconscious, and slowly walked out of the stone chamber.

During this period, they leaned down one by one to smell the strange flowers and plants that grew in the corner, as well as the medicinal powder that was already a little dry on the stone platform.

It smells mild, the color is ordinary, and it doesn't look like it's poisonous.

I picked a little more leaf tip and put it in my mouth to chew and try, thoughtfully.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he took off a handful of sharp blades of grass and stuffed them into the mouth of the white fox who had been following him, and watched the white fox's reaction with a smile.

Seeing that the white fox swallowed naturally, he did not resist and struggle, and there was no abnormality after swallowing, and he still looked at himself with blazing eyes.

It seems that this grass, □□ ten likely, is also something that is helpful to these cultivators.

Meng Heng took down a handful of herbs and put them in his mouth one by one to chew and swallow, and after about a cup of tea, he really felt a lot more refreshed.

Out of this stone room, it is an extraordinarily spacious and tall room like a hall, in which there is no candle light, no skylight, but it is bright and unusual, brilliant and golden.

Meng Heng was not interested in this, and only walked out of this Yingtian Stone Mansion.

Outside, there are willows and flowers, and there is no cave.

Near the flow of water, the flowers are red and willow green, the ink and green mountains in the distance, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are blue, just like a proud spring scene.

It's just that in this picturesque scenery, you can see wild beasts coming and going as far as the eye can see.

Nothing else, none other than the fox.

Meng Heng's gaze swept lightly over the scene in front of him, and he could faintly feel a trace of demonic qi, slightly hooking the so-called "Yuan Yang Qi" and "Closed Yin Qi" in his body.

But perhaps because the cultivation of these foxes in front of him is not very advanced and the distance is still far away, the abnormal movement of this breath is not obvious, and it is still within his tolerance range.

He stepped away, and did not go to the place where the foxes gathered, but to a few peach trees by the brook beside him.

But it is also strange, obviously the peach trees over there are still in the flowering period, but the peach trees here have already produced huge fruits, and the red puffing peaches are hanging on the branches, which looks very attractive.

Meng Heng stretched out his hand to easily pick one off, squatted down and washed it by the stream, and then came to his mouth and bit off most of it.

Greasy sweet.

Then he swallowed the peach in two or two strokes, and ate two more in quick succession before he stopped.

Only then did he feel a little full, and he was about to squat down to clear his hands, but his body was frozen in mid-air. 166 Reading Network