After Li Xiaoqian left, Chu Xiyao suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to ask her master about the Black Fox Clan, and Chu Xiyao secretly regretted how she had forgotten such an important matter...... Forget it, I guess the time hasn't come.

Walking on the dark street, Chu Xiyao unconsciously came to the place where the butcher killed the demonic beast, he closed the stall, but the blood stains under the stall were not dry, mixed with the muddy land, like a lump of meat that had not rotted for a long time.

Suddenly, the blood in that place turned into a blood-colored iron-winged wolf, which jumped into the sky, but it was forcibly pulled down when it jumped less than three feet high, and half of its body fell into a pool of blood, leaving a wolf's head howling in pain.

The butcher has just slaughtered an iron-winged wolf.

Another demonic beast followed the iron-winged wolf, its soul was black, it should have been dead for a long time, and it rose to the sky like the iron-winged wolf, struggling in the air, tearing angrily, but ...... In the end, it all turned into despair and unwilling to mourn.

Chu Xiyao saw many demonic beasts rushing into the sky one after another or struggling in all directions, wanting to leave this land that bound their souls, but ...... There have been too many demonic beasts dead here, and the soul has not been transformed into boundless resentment for a long time.

Gradually...... More and more warcraft wails sounded in his ears, they turned into iron-winged wolves, turned into two-headed ice snakes, turned into blood moon rabbits, all kinds of demonic beasts screamed and struggled in Chu Xiyao's mind, telling their pain, wolf howling snakes, rabbits roaring tigers...... The cries of various demonic beasts form a mournful music.

The grievances on the ground were surging, and the sad songs were all over his mind, Chu Xiyao couldn't bear it, and walked to the blood-stained ground indifferently, sitting cross-legged in the bloodstains, and spitting out the Buddha's words - requiem mantra.

Send you a requiem mantra, and may you enter the Yellow Spring safely.

In the light of the Buddha of compassion, Chu Xiyao is like a Buddha descending into the world, holy and merciful in the surging grievances, not subject to its turbidity, not contaminated with it, and resentful souls, so that they can die in peace and enter reincarnation.

The Buddhist mantras in the mouth turned into golden musical talismans, converging into a requiem, like a dragon shuttling in the surging resentment, like a rune calming the requiem, smashing the demonic beasts turned out of the resentment one by one, and the purified resentment turned into a wisp of black smoke and dissipated between heaven and earth.

The demonic beasts that had been freed from the 'mud' bowed to Chu Xiyao, and then rushed into the distance as happy as they were, disappearing into the gray smoke.

Chu Xiyao slowly opened her eyes in the Buddha's light, and the golden light flowed in her pupils, and then calmed down along with the Buddha's light outside her body. The ground beneath him was serene and peaceful, and the blood-stained dark red dirt was gone, and even the undried blood disappeared in the light of compassion.

Looking at the soil without gloomy resentment, Chu Xiyao was happy for the liberation of the monsters, but also sad for the cruelty of reality. She didn't have the mercy to blame the butcher, after all, people kill demonic beasts, and demonic beasts also kill people, there is no right or wrong.

Even if he freed himself from this group of demonic beasts, the butcher's knife did not stop. Yu Xin couldn't bear to have another demonic beast suffer the same torture.

I don't know if I can keep the requiem spell in her absence.

Chu Xiyao suddenly had a flash of inspiration, it is better to engrave it in the formation, the formation starts the requiem spell, and the formation stops the requiem curse. She turned her soul power into a pen on the ground to calculate the location of the Buddhist inscription, and she chose the Soul Gathering Array to insert the runes of the Requiem Mantra into the runes of the formation.

"With the blood of the beast as the source ......of movement," Chu Xiyao muttered while drawing the array pattern, drawing the requiem spell in a carefully calculated position, mixed with a faint golden light in the gray array pattern.

Soon the formation was laid out, and it was a matter of mind, even if the butcher's quick knife was still the same, there would be no soul of the demonic beast to be tortured here.

But fate is impermanent, and when he sees the butcher again, he has become a great good man, and he himself has become a butcher stained with blood. At that time, she was powerful.

After Chu Xiyao arranged the formation and got up to tidy up her messy clothes, she found that Li Lianqi, who had left, was standing at a distance looking at her with a girl of her age.

"Master. Chu Xiyao ran over.

"Hmm. "As always, the cold tone.

"This is?" Chu Xiyao pointed at the girl, she seriously suspected that this was her little junior sister.

"This is your handmaiden. After Li Xiaoqian walked away, he suddenly remembered that his apprentice was delicate and did not have a maidservant...... Inappropriate.

"Huh?" Chu Xiyao was very puzzled by the master's sudden gift of her maidservant, look at this girl, delicate, pale, because of long-term hunger makes her facial bones protrude, the most conspicuous thing is her wolf-like gaze, fierce and stubborn.

"Master, are you forcing others to be some kind of servants?" Chu Xiyao pulled the sleeves of Li Lian's black robe and looked at him.

"This senior didn't force me, I volunteered. The girl answered first, and Chu Xiyao looked at the girl, still as stubborn.

"My name is Yan Yihan, I have seen Miss, please give her a name. "Words and manly manners.

Chu Xiyao thought in her heart that Yan Yihan would still be as stubborn even if she performed the master and servant ceremony, "You are also surnamed Yan, what is the relationship between you and Yan Duyun?"

"He is the eldest son of the Yan family, and I am just an inconspicuous child of the Yan family, it doesn't matter. The tone was more stubborn.

Chu Xiyao saw that Yan Yihan did not tell the truth, this girl's stubborn appearance must have suffered a lot, and it may not be her blessing to follow her;

How did Chu Xiyao know that she was caught by Li Xiaoqi.

"There is no need to give a name, you will still be good in the future. I don't like people calling me Miss, though, huh...... You might as well call me the proprietor. Chu Xiyao thought for a while, but didn't come up with any good names, and only the proprietor could explain the relationship between them.

"Yes, proprietor. Yan Yihan was a little more docile.

"You avoid, I have a few words to ask Master. Hearing Chu Xiyao's command, Yan Yihan retreated into the distance.

"Master, I want to ask you about the Black Fox Clan?" Li Xiyao looked at Chu Xiyao with a deep gaze, his thin lips trembled slightly, because the bitterness of memory made his throat silent, and it seemed that it took him a while to barely get out of the giant wheel of memory, but Chu Xiyao, who couldn't read the affection in his eyes, was waiting for his answer.

"The Black Fox Clan is a family of coffin refiners, if you want to know more, you might as well go to the Coffin Refining Union, the Black Fox Clan is the elder group of the trade union. Li Lian touched Chu Xiyao's smooth hair, and the loneliness in her voice made Chu Xiyao not want to ask more.

Speaking of the coffin refining union, Chu Xiyao couldn't help but think of Chen Jidu, such a person who is indifferent to interests, maybe he is a gentleman, and he must go to the meeting.

"Master, what is a coffin?" It is not surprising that Chu Xiyao has a coffin in the world of the living, why should the dead also want it.

Chu Xiyao changed the subject, interrupted his thoughts, and pulled him out of his loneliness for the time being.

"Every ghost cultivator has a natal coffin, leaving a trace of soul in the coffin, and after death, you can use the coffin to evade the laws of the netherworld and be resurrected. A good coffin has a high chance of resurrection, the time is short, and after the ghost fetal period, you can separate the body and soul and put the body into the coffin to cultivate, and get twice the result with half the effort. ”

"Although the master is a refiner, he is not a coffin refiner, the coffin refiner needs talent, the black fox clan is blessed by heaven and earth with different talents, if you have the blood of the black fox clan, you will have a lot of achievements in choosing a coffin refiner. ”

"However, the Black Fox Clan does not allow blood to flow outside, and they have not heard of such things. Li Xiaoqian subconsciously denied his conjecture, how could this remote and barren place have the blood of a black fox.

Since the master denied it, Chu Xiyao didn't bother to explain.

"On the way, I saw that the nearby sect Fuling Sect was recruiting new disciples, you can go and take a look. Li said.

"What, Master, is this going to expel me from the Master's Gate?"

"It's not. Remember that you are not allowed to worship others as teachers, and you are only allowed to join other sects just to learn spells. Li Lianqian felt a pain in his head when he thought that his soft-boned apprentice might be forced to worship as a teacher. "There is a secret realm to open in the near future, there are three places in the Fuling Sect, you go and get one, the secret realm is small but suitable for you to practice"

"Obey the Master's orders. ”

Uh-huh... I hope she's as well-behaved as she seems.

After explaining the matter, Li Xiaoqian separated from Chu Xiyao, and did not mention anything about what had just happened.

"Let's go, let's go to Fuling Sect. Chu Xiyao said to Yan Yihan.

"Yes, proprietor. A trace of loss and resentment flashed in Yan Yihan's eyes, he thought that he could leave this ghost place if he was captured, but he didn't expect to see those beasts.

Chu Xiyao didn't know anything about this, and only cared about the way ahead.

Soon they rushed to the foot of the mountain of Fuling Sect, and the official opening time to accept disciples is tomorrow, now the foot of the mountain is crowded with people, there is only one inn, the upstairs and downstairs are crowded, and there are many people who voluntarily pay money to shop on the floor and can't find a place to live, including Chu Xiyao, who came late.

It is located in the middle of nowhere, and there is not a single guest for two or three months, and only every two years when the Fuling Sect accepts disciples will be overcrowded, so it would be good to have an inn.

For staying in crowded spaces with the smell of sweat, sleeping in the mountains has become a better choice.

In addition to Yan Yihan, a child who has been malnourished for a long time, it is time to make up for it, Chu Xiyao pulled Yan Yihan into the nearby mid-mountain, and chose a place near the water source to start today's meal.

In the past, the work of collecting firewood and carrying water was the work of ape rock, but now it has become the exclusive work of Yan Yihan. After explaining, Chu Xiyao disappeared into the dense forest, looking for the ingredients for tonight's soup, some ordinary spirit grasses and low-level demonic beasts.

When the water in the calcining furnace was about to boil, Chu Xiyao came back, holding two half-human-tall Blood Moon Rabbits in his hands, and grabbing a large handful of Soul Gathering Grass. She gave the rabbit to Yan Yihan, "Will you kill the rabbit?"

"No, but I can learn, you tell me how to do it. "It's still stubborn, but Chu Xiyao began to like her stubbornness, like a girl who desperately lives and doesn't let people look down on her.

"You just pick the skin, chop it into pieces and put it in the oven. Chu Xiyao said, giving her the dagger he picked up from the pile of dead.

After the soup was ready, Chu Xiyao took out the wooden bowl and wooden spoon carved by the ape rock, and served a bowl of soup to Yan Yihan, she drank the hot soup, looking at the starlight flame under the stove, although there was a cool breeze blowing on the top of the mountain, but her whole body was unusually warm.

For the first time, the girl who was born in the courtyard of the deep house felt warmth from someone she had known for less than a day, and the girl looked at Chu Xiyao, who was gnawing on the rabbit leg without grace, and thought to herself, she must be a warm person.

Even if Chu Xiyao later became a cold executioner, she still thought so.