After rushing out for several miles, the old man finally stopped.

"Whew... Whew...... Sure enough, it was a difficult little demon, Gai Ming'er called a few fire cultivators to burn down the broken temple, and see how the black spider could jump......" The embarrassed old man wiped a large piece of muddy water from his face, which he didn't know whether it was sweat or rain, he shook his hand angrily, and kept cursing in his mouth.

After scolding for a long time, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, he turned to look at the silent forest behind him, and suddenly laughed again, and took out the weasel that was bound by a spirit rope from his arms.

"Hehe, this fledgling weasel can be sold for a good price. Am I going to sell it to the Spirit Stone Mine? Or sell it to those old fox guys? Selling it to the Spirit Stone Mine will definitely get a good price, but it is a bit far to wade through mountains and rivers to the intersection of the two worlds of demons. And you can't be sure of any dangers on the road, if you put yourself in it, it will be really unlucky. So, on the safe side, sell it to the old guys. While you may be severely haggled, it's also possible to get something useful from the old guys. It's all to blame on that damn black spider that actually destroyed my Lingfu magic weapon...... It's obviously a little demon who hasn't yet attained the pill, and the venom that spit out can easily corrode the magic weapon that I have kept in the Spirit Mansion for decades, and I really underestimate it. ”

The old man laughed and sometimes became furious, and his face changed so violently that the weasel was amazed.

Tucking the weasel back into his arms, the old man with the goatee walked out of the woods, babbling to himself as he went.

"A few old men in the territory of the fox clan are not easy to mess with, who are you going to look for? Is it the multi-tailed old man on the East Lake of Qingqiu or the old man with vision in the North Mansion of Qingqiu? These two don't seem to be very easy to talk to, the multi-tailed old man has always held the orthodoxy of the fox clan, arrogant, even if he wants to buy a weasel, it is estimated that he will buy it as a servant, I am afraid that there is no way to bargain at all, and he may be driven out because the origin of this weasel is unknown. The old man of the illusion has been pondering the illusion technique all day long, and he has been in retreat for decades, which is basically difficult to see, and the juniors of the illusion fox clan are very fond of playing tricks on people, and at his age, he has to endure some teasing and teasing when he runs over, which is really a little unbearable. In this way, it is better to deal with the snow fox in the west mountain and the smart fox in the south, and the territory of the snow fox clan is the closest to here, so let's go there first. ”

He recited a few incantations, and the wooden stick and cloth banner in his hand floated out of thin air, and the tattered banner rose in the wind and became much wider. The old man jumped up and sat down on the flag.

He made a gesture and pinched a few executions.

"Go-Go!"

With a "boom", the cloth banner flew into the sky with the old man with a goatee.

The weasel inside his suit felt weightless, and it guessed that it was flying.

Fly yourself! Are you in heaven now?

The highest place it had ever been to was the top of a large pine nut tree next to the ruined temple, so it was very curious about the heights, and it struggled to get out and see the scenery outside.

The old man with the goatee also felt the mess in his clothes, and he reached out to escape the weasel, and threatened with a terrible look: "If you move again, I will cook and eat you!" ”

Then he stuffed the weasel into his clothes.

The weasel struggled: "Don't, don't put me in, I want to look at the sky, I haven't been to the sky yet." ”

It squeaked and screamed, but the goatee seemed to understand it, and asked a little funny, "What is beautiful in the sky, the left and right are not the same, and there is nothing else except the clouds." If I wasn't in a hurry to sell you, I wouldn't want to go to heaven. Do you know how many spirit stones it will cost me to go to heaven? I'll tell you, as little as a few pieces, as much as a dozen! But they are all intermediate-grade spirit stones, do you know any concepts? A medium-grade spirit stone can release a spell that can destroy an ordinary house, and a medium-grade spirit stone can also be exchanged for a month's food for ordinary people, from here to the top of the snow-capped mountain, it is estimated that it will cost me eight or nine medium-grade spirit stones, which is almost a year's food money for ordinary people. ”

The goatee chattered, and the weasel nodded in agreement, but its little black eyes were looking around, counting how many clouds of different shapes had drifted by, watching the birds go away, facing the fresh wind, smelling the incomparably clean scent.

The sun was rising diagonally and the warm sun was shining brightly, and the weasel felt like he was flying towards the sun.

"Ahh You little clever ghost, you still want to run! ”

The old man with the goatee was immersed in talking to himself, when he suddenly felt the loosening of the rope that connected with his heart, and he woke up to see a scene that surprised him

I saw that the little weasel suddenly appeared with a pale golden light, which was sacred and solemn, peaceful and warm, very strange.

And under the influence of that pale golden light, the spirit rope that tightly bound the weasel was actually automatically released and untied!

But fortunately, the weasel didn't notice it, and it seemed to be in some strange state.

The old man with the goatee made a few spells to make the rope of the spirit be stable again.

"This golden light is...... Buddha? It's kind of like, but the Buddha knows it, it shouldn't be like this. This pale golden light seems to contain Dao meaning, is it Dao light? But what about Zen? ”

The old man with the goatee looked confused, puzzled, and simply didn't want to think about it, he drove the cloth banner to speed up his flight, and flew towards the top of the snowy mountain in the west.

Some strange golden power poured into its Consciousness Sea Spirit Mansion and Qi Sea, and what was even more strange was that these golden powers were not rejected by its own spiritual power at all, and the two could live in peace, and I don't know if it was because its own spiritual power was too weak or for other reasons.

The weasel couldn't guess it, most of the cultivation methods of the demon world clan existed in the sea of knowledge, and they were born with it. However, if it is an ordinary demon clan and is not taught by elders, it is no different from ordinary animals, even if there is a method of cultivating the truth in the depths of the sea, ordinary animals will not cultivate, and even if they die, they will not be able to discover the secrets of the depths of the sea.

Moreover, the cultivation methods that exist in the depths of the sea of knowledge vary from individual to individual bloodline, and are also affected by aptitude and acquired efforts.

Like that black spider, it should be the descendant of a great demon with superb talent and extraordinary bloodline, although his divine consciousness is not yet opened and his mind is not complete, but he can also have extraordinary strength.

But the golden light in his body made the weasel scratch his head, because there was no memory of the golden light in his sea of consciousness. Therefore, this golden light came from it, why it came from, and what it did, it was all confused, and it couldn't find any relevant knowledge.

A cold wind suddenly struck, waking the pensive weasel, and it shrank back.

Goatee smiled and said, "Have you seen enough of the sky?" It's going to get colder and colder, and you still want to stay outside? ”

The weasel stuck out its head and squeaked a few times, nodded, and then retracted into the rope loop, revealing only a pair of small black eyes still staring ahead.

Not far away, you can see the pure white towering snow-capped mountains, and the sky has begun to drift like goose feathers, and in a short time, the snowflakes cover the weasel, and it sticks out its head, pushes off the snowflakes, and shakes its head again, shaking off the snowflakes on its beard.

It's just that some snowflakes have been melted into snow water by its body temperature, making it feel a little cold, but for a weasel who has never seen snow, it doesn't matter if it's cold or frozen, it looks at the snowflakes that are flying one after another, and opens its mouth to bite a few pieces, the snowflakes melt in the mouth, and a cold feeling spreads from the mouth down the throat to all parts of the body, it's amazing!

Seeing the weasel playing with snowflakes tirelessly, the old man with the goatee was suddenly aroused, and he spread out the spiritual power wall around him, allowing the dancing snowflakes to stick to his face and even into the collar.

"This is nature... Not...... It's been a long time since I've felt such a comfortable and relaxing atmosphere. ”

The chilling coldness made the goatee smile, and like an old urchin, he began to catch the snowflakes with his hands.

An old man and a rat played all the way, and when they stopped in front of the mountain gate at the top of the snowy mountain, they sneezed one after another.

The gatekeeper dressed in fox velvet smiled and said, "Hu Banxian, why did you come here today?" Is business not doing well? Why are you still sick? ”

Goatee laughed twice: "No, business is still very good." I also caught a homeless little weasel, no, I sent it to you as a servant. ”

The gatekeeper covered his foxtail, rubbed his hands and smiled: "That's a good dare, train early, and give me a replacement position." ”

Old man with goatee: "Haha, then you have to tell the elders of your clan, or you can buy this weasel from me, and you can ask it to work for you in the future." ”

The gatekeeper let out a hot breath and smiled awkwardly, "But I don't have any money." If I had that money, I would have begged to marry a family and ask for a daughter-in-law, and I would have to support him if I bought a small servant. ”

"Haha, then I wish you to find the person you like as soon as possible. I won't make small talk to you yet, if your steward doesn't want this little weasel, I'll have to go somewhere else." Goatee laughed.

The gatekeeper nodded and moved out of the way.

"By the way, next time I go to the human world, help me bring a pot of strong soju." The gatekeeper shouted at the old man with a goatee.

The old man with the goatee turned around and walked back, stretched out his hand and said, "Of course you can, but you can't take it on credit, old man, I don't have much money on me." ”

The gatekeeper laughed and scolded, "What about the liars." You don't have a lot of money on you? Okay, okay, take it, pick the door ghost. ”

Goatee: "What you said, if I pick the door, I have to ask you for the fare......"

"Ahh Ahhhh......h Half-immortal, you don't pick at all, go to the elder steward as soon as possible, I heard yesterday that he may have to go out today. The gatekeeper was afraid that the old man would ask him for travel expenses again, so he hurriedly changed the topic and reminded him.

Goatee nodded: "Is that so, well, I see." Thank you for reminding me, and I won't waive your travel expenses next time. ”

The gatekeeper nodded: "That's, naturally, let's go." ”

......

The old man with the goatee followed the mountain road to the place where the elder steward was, and happened to meet the elder steward who was about to leave with his baggage.

"Huh? Hu Banxian? Why do you have time to see me today? Or, instead of coming to see me, you have something else in mind? The Elder Steward quipped.

"Haha, look at what you said. What do you mean by something else, it seems that I am here to take advantage. I'm here to deliver good things to you. Goatee said, pulling out the weasel tied to the spirit rope from his bosom, "Look, this is a little demon who has just opened his mind, and with a good training, he can add a doorkeeper or a little guy to you." ”

"Enlightenment? I don't think so, this little guy has a pair of clear eyes and looks quite clever. You're trying to trick me, are you? After the steward elder looked at the weasel, he felt that this weasel should have been formed with intelligence, and it would not be easy for this kind of spiritual creature with the ability to think independently to train it into a subordinate clan loyal to the snow fox clan.

Goatee: "Really, if you don't believe me, you can test its wit and see if it's what I said." ”

As he spoke, Goatee handed him the tied weasel.

The steward elder took the weasel, looked at it carefully, and asked the weasel, "What's your name?" ”

Weasel: "Squeak...... What's the name? ”

The steward's face was happy, he didn't even have a name, it seemed that he was indeed a little demon who had just started his senses, and he continued to ask, "Then where are you from?" Do you have parents, family and friends? ”

The weasel doesn't know if he has parents, but at least he doesn't have it in his memory, maybe he is just an ordinary weasel born to two weasels who have not opened his mind......

As for friends, the black spider seems to be one, but the black spider doesn't seem to regard it as a friend, so it doesn't seem to be a friend.

It shook its head: "Squeak... Chirping...... I'm from a ruined temple, and nothing else, can you let me go back? I had stored a lot of food for the winter, but I didn't have time to eat it. ”

He didn't want to eat many of these delicious nuts and seeds, and he thought that when the cold winter came, he would nest in his warm little hole and spend the cold winter lazily.

The steward elder smiled: "If you follow me in the future, there will be more delicious food, and you don't have to worry about being threatened by the hunters, we will be a family in the future, do you think this is good?" ”

The weasel was silent and did not speak again.

The steward elder felt that the child was teachable and should be able to cultivate a loyal subordinate race for the Snow Fox Clan, but he still restrained his happy expression, and asked the weasel in a non-caring attitude: "Although it is an ordinary little demon, but for the sake of its youth and homelessness, I will reluctantly take it in and give it a place to stay." ”

Goatee smiled, "Then it has to thank you for taking it in and cultivating it." ”

Elder Steward: "Tell me, how many spirit stones does this weasel have?" ”

Goatee: "Two hundred intermediate spirit stones." ”

The steward elder glared at him and said angrily, "Two hundred intermediate spirit stones? Why don't you become a roadblocker? A hundred intermediate spirit stones couldn't be more. ”

Goatee said with a bitter face: "That's not possible, in order to catch this weasel, I lost several Lingfu magic weapons, and now the Lingfu is damaged, and the magic weapon has also been compensated...... Two hundred intermediate spirit stones can't get back to their roots, how can you bear it! ”

The elder steward looked incredulous, and said with a smile: "You have used this trick so many times, and you have to repeat the old trick, although I am kind-hearted, little old man, I will not be fooled by you several times in a row." ”

Goatee: "I'm not lying to you, aren't you a spiritual doctor?" If you don't believe me, you can check the spiritual veins in my body for me. ”

He stretched out his hand as if it were real, and the Elder Steward suspiciously pinched the spiritual veins in his hand.

After checking the pulse, I found that the old man's spiritual mansion was damaged, which was very similar to the symptoms that would only occur when the spiritual weapon magic weapon connected to the spiritual mansion was destroyed.

"It's really like this, okay, then I'll have more spirit stones, and the patriarch who knows about this situation won't blame me." The Elder Steward said, "However, two hundred spirit stones are really a bit much...... The little demon with outstanding talent is only worth this price, and if it really wants to be cultivated, it is a lot of spirit stones. So at most you will be given one...... The price of one hundred and seventy intermediate spirit stones. ”

The old man with a goatee loves Yan Kai, and sure enough, it is wise to come to the snow mountain first, and the people here are very enthusiastic and moral.

Originally, I only wanted to sell for about 120 yuan, but I unexpectedly had 170 yuan, which was really a surprise.

Although he was pleasantly surprised in his heart, he still looked like he had lost money to the extreme, and sighed: "This little guy is actually quite suitable for my eyes, and I am really a little reluctant." ”

The elder steward smiled: "Okay, don't be hypocritical. One hundred and seventy spirit stones is a lot, and no matter how miserable it is, it can't be more. ”

The goatee pretended to touch two handfuls of tears, and reluctantly untied the rope that bound the weasel.

The weasel squatted in the broad palm of the steward elder and was stunned for a long time, until the goatee old man took a large bag of spirit stones from the steward elder's other hand.

It's going to run!

The weasel suddenly sprang out of the elder steward's hand. A puff of smoke slipped into the flowers and grass in the courtyard.

But no matter how it ran, the rope behind it followed it closely, and if it hadn't turned left and right, dodging the rope several times, I am afraid it would have been caught.

The gate is right ahead! As long as they run out, it will be difficult for them to find themselves!

The weasel leaped forward, but in mid-air, an invisible hand intercepted it, and it was caught in front of the two old men.

The steward elder asked the weasel, "Don't you want to stay here?" ”

Weasel: "I want to go back to my ruined temple, where there are things I know and a silly but kind friend who has been with me for I don't know how many years. I'm afraid that if I'm gone, there will be no one to talk to. ”

Elder Steward: "Didn't you say you had no friends?" ”

Weasel: "I consider it a friend, but it never says anything, I want to wait and see if it will remember me when it comes to its senses." ”

The steward sighed lightly, handed the weasel to the old man with a goatee, and sighed: "Although this weasel is young, its heart already has a loyal direction, and it is not suitable to be forced to stay here. Hu Banxian, don't forcibly sell it for a little money, that is against virtue, will plant evil causes, and will eat evil consequences in the future. ”

The old man with the goatee had a blue face, but he still smiled and said, "Evil causes and evil effects are just some illusory statements. I don't believe it anyway, and since you don't accept this weasel, then I won't bother much. ”

After a farewell salute, he walked out with the re-tied weasel.

At the mountain gate, the foxtail gatekeeper saw the goatee coming with a gloomy face, and swallowed back the words in his mouth, playing the role of a qualified wooden man without squinting.

But when the old man with the goatee walked up to him, he greeted him with a smile again: "It's almost noon, haven't you come over yet?" ”

Gatekeeper: "Should have come over after lunch." ”

He looked at the goatee and thought about it, but finally he couldn't bear his curiosity and asked, "Has your weasel been sold?" ”

The goatee old man shook his head: "No." I'm about to go to Nandi Zhihu's side, and if I don't accept it there, I'll have to make a few more trips. ”

Gatekeeper: "Why won't the elder steward accept it?" Is the price not negotiated? ”

Old man with a goatee: "No, it's that this weasel is too smart to be disciplined." ”

The gatekeeper nodded: "I see, that's a bit of a pity." I think among the four fox clans, our snow fox clan is the most humane and kind to foreign races. Where are the other fox clans where our snow fox clan knows about it. ”

Goatee: "Yes, the place I'm going to go next is more severe and terrible than the other, and that stupid and dull weasel is afraid that he likes to be tortured so uncooperative." Okay, I won't say much, it's a big loss today, I can't fly down the mountain, I can only walk. ”

Gatekeeper: "Haha, it's good for your body to move around more, it's easy to walk on the road." ”

After saying goodbye to the gatekeeper, Goatee walked down the mountain path.

"Did you hear what I said? If you refuse to stay here now, the next few places won't be a good place. Let's just say that the Zhihu clan I'm going to go to next, they are all carefully calculated, everything is closer to interests, there is no human touch, after you go, you must be called as a tool, every day to receive all kinds of arrangements and all kinds of training, there is no time to rest, and even you have to memorize a large number of books about astronomical calculations...... Do you know what astronomical arithmetic is? You don't know, I'll tell you. It's a terrible thing that can make people's heads mess up, and you'll be a big-headed weasel. ”

"Squeak... Yes! I don't want it! The weasel shivered as he imagined what Goatee said he would look like.