Chapter 287: White Fox Zichuan

The people of Jimen City, looking at the "bone talisman" in Li Zhong's hand, all looked sincerely frightened.

"But someone understands us. Li Zhong said, glancing at the people who were kneeling down.

"Lord Fox Fairy, contemptible people can understand. I saw a man in a plain white stiff shirt bow his head and say.

"Fox fairy... Xiao Xiao asked with a deep groan, only to realize that the people of this Jimen were kneeling down to worship the little fox empty.

Xiao Wendao looked at the expressions of the people in Jimen, it was definitely not a fake. And in the Tianwu Human Race, there is a saying.

People don't worship demons, and demons don't sacrifice to immortals!

Among the Tianwu people, most of them worship the "Dao Ancestor Immortal Family" as a god. Among the demon clans, they are respected by the demon saints, and will never be respected by the Taoist ancestors.

Although, in the demon kingdom, there are countless people who fear the Dao Ancestor.

Xiao Wendao swept his heart, but he didn't want to think about it, so he took advantage of the power of "empty" to play a "human fake fox power".

"You know the land of the white zombies. Xiao asked, putting the empty space in his hand.

The man at the head pondered for a while, shook his head and said, "I have never heard of what a white zombie land is. โ€

Li Zhong glanced at the man's expression, didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and asked again, "Have you ever seen a woman with a fox face?" โ€

The man listened to Li Zhong's words, glanced at the little fox in Xiao Wendao's arms, and his face was quite surprised.

Li Zhong shook his hands, but he thought in his heart that it would not be a mistake, so that people could see the clues.

"This small city in Jimen is only eighty miles in radius. If the two immortals want to find the fox to become immortals, they have to go to the emperor's hill. The man at the head said.

Emperor Qiu, the land of white zombies turned out to be in the beast country.

"Well, farewell. Xiao asked, turning around and leaving.

Slowly, asked. Li Zhong exhaled and stopped Xiao from asking.

"This Emperor Hill is not the Emperor Hill. Li Zhong exhaled.

"Well, in the southeast of Jimen, in Diqiu Mountain, the fourth day of the fourth month of April is the day when the Fox Emperor was born. The man at the head said.

"The fourth day of the fourth month of April is tomorrow. Li Zhong said.

"Yes, it's tomorrow. The man at the head replied, glancing at the little fox again.

"But why do you bow down to it? Xiao asked, looking at the man in charge.

The people who were kneeling around listened to Xiao's questioning, and their heads were lowered, and they lowered their heads even deeper.

"As soon as you enter this Hundred Spirits Immortal Residence, you will know. The man at the head said.

Li Zhong asked Xiao with a bow, and then stepped into this Bailing Immortal Residence, only to see a green locust standing in this courtyard, and there was an ancient well under the green acacia, and the water of the ancient well almost overflowed the eaves of the well.

"That's right, this is it. Li Zhong said, looking at everything in this Bailing Immortal Residence.

However, a quick look at this Bailing Immortal House does not look like a place where a "fox fairy" lives. The corners of the house were covered with dust and old cobwebs, and the courtyard was full of weeds.

Pushing open the door of the Bailing Immortal Residence, I saw a "god statue" placed in it, and the most strange thing is that the tribute fruit placed in front of this god statue has not rotted.

"Uh-huh. Suddenly, a voice came.

Xiao Daodao held the Dao sword, and the murderous aura was everywhere, only to hear the sound of rustling behind the statue, and saw a small hand stretched out from behind the statue.

I saw a child, looking at the two of them with ignorant eyes, but also looking at the empty body.

The child said in a disgraced voice: "I am a disciple of the Fox Immortal, serving the statue of the Fox Immortal. โ€

After listening to this child's words roughly, I always felt that the "fox fairy" in this white zombie land was too unreliable.

This child did not meet the fox immortal, and the position of the disciple of the great immortal is still "hereditary", and the father of this child is the disciple of the fox immortal.

Later, the father passed from father to son, and son to grandson.

Now their family is already "five generations of disciples", and they usually pick wild fruits in the mountains and fields, and worship them in front of the statues.

"Let's go. Xiao asked, groaning.

Out of this "Bailing Immortal Residence", I saw that the people of this Kemen still couldn't kneel.

"Stand down, all of you. Xiao asked.

But the people of Najimen turned a deaf ear and still knelt down in front of the two of them.

In desperation, the two pulled their legs and left. I only heard the man at the head say, "Tomorrow, we will wait here for the immortal envoy." โ€

In the remote mountains and forests of Najimen, Xiao Wenwen looked at the moon above the night dome, frowned and asked, "Go up the mountain tonight." โ€

"No, I can't. Li Zhong shook his head and continued: "The people of this Jimen village believe that you and I are immortal envoys. If I can't see you and me in the morning, I'm afraid there will be chaos. โ€

Xiao Wendao thought about it in his heart, but he knew that in a remote place, he believed in the arrival of the "immortal messenger".

If the two of them leave, I'm afraid that the people of this Kemen will think more...

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At the beginning of the next day, this small city of Jimen seemed to have a different look, and the people of Jimen were wearing new clothes, carrying a bamboo sedan chair of 100 people, standing on the street of Jimen.

The people of Jimen looked at the two of them from a distance, and they couldn't bow down.

Xiao asked, put the little fox on the hundred-person bamboo sedan chair, and headed towards Diqiu Mountain.

The so-called "Diqiu Mountain" is just an ordinary hill, and the mountain is densely forested. And there are countless caves on the mountain like ant holes.

When I arrived at the foot of Diqiu Mountain, I knew the day when the fox emperor was born. In this 80-mile radius of Keimun, it is definitely a great event.

There are people around in all directions, celebrating in the sky, and the bamboo sedan chair carried is not a "live fox", most of them are "white fox statues".

And the "emptiness" carried by the people of Jimen made the people around them retreat.

The people of Jimen carried the "empty air" all the way to the door of the "Diqiu Fox Palace", and saw a "fox palace" that was not very large, and it was in front of the two of them.

"It seems that the land of white stiffness is just one side of my master's words. And this Diqiu Fox Palace is the real white zombie place. Li Zhong said with a deep groan.

The surrounding believers all knelt down in front of the Fox Palace. I saw that in the fox palace, a wisp of purple smoke was ignited, floating above the fox palace, not moving.

The empty space jumped on Xiao Wendao's shoulder, and Xiao Wendao and Li Zhong couldn't hold back their temperament anymore and stepped into this fox palace.

In this fox palace, there are already a few people, and the one standing in front of him is a woman, and the woman gave birth to a fox face, which is really a peerless beauty.

Purple smoke rose in the palm of the woman's palm, and I saw an old man lying under her, whose face was blue, as if he had been dead for a long time.

"You only have half a pillar of incense. The fox-faced woman said, glancing at the two of them.

The woman put the purple smoke into the mouth of the "deceased", and saw that the dead man opened his eyes at once, and a few puffs of residual breath surged under his snort.

Xiao asked, looking at the methods of this fox-faced woman, a trace of surprise swept in his heart.

I saw that the deceased was sitting around a few people, all of them were crying, lying on the body of the deceased, it was a ghost crying.

But in an instant, the dead man's eyes closed again. The person standing on the side put his forehead on the ground, knelt down and worshiped the woman, and then walked out of the fox palace.

"Yellow springs and blue falls. Li Zhong groaned and looked at the woman.

"If you can see my means, why bother to come to me. The woman said.

"Was that a resurrection technique? Xiao asked, holding his breath.

The fox-faced woman glanced at Xiao Wenwen's look and said, "He is a serious person." โ€

"Huangquan Biluo is a means of controlling corpses, and she has a soul exorcism bell in her sleeve. Li Zhong said.

Xiao asked for a moment of loss, his face turned pale, and he went outside the fox palace.

"Wait. The fox-faced woman shouted and asked Xiao Xiao.

"Isn't he right? Xiao asked without looking back.

"Why be anxious, you may as well tell and hear what you ask. The foxy face said, glancing at the emptiness.

Xiao asked, turned to look at the smiling woman, and said, "It seems that you have other means." โ€

In a few words, he hurriedly finished what Nalan Dieyi had suffered.

"This way of returning to life from the dead is not unheard of in the past. The fox said with a charming face, glanced at Xiao and asked.

"Oh. Xiao asked with a deep groan, waiting for the next step.

"In the six hundred and nineteenth year of Xuanyuan, have you heard about the white-haired hero. The fox-faced woman asked.

"The unjust case of a generation of judges leaving Yang. Li Zhong said.

Dating back to the 619th year of Emperor Xuanyuan, the white-haired hero of that year was a jealous and hateful person, but he was sentenced to be beheaded by Li Liyang, a generation of Qing officials.

It was only after the white-haired hero was beheaded that he realized that the white-haired hero was actually wronged. And a generation of iron-faced judges left the sun and felt remorse.

It's a pity that the white-haired man is in a different place, and no one has the power to return to the sky.

It is rumored that Liyang once begged for death in front of Emperor Xuanyuan, hoping to exchange for the life of the white-haired hero.

But yin and yang are separated, who dares to practice the art of rebirth against the sky.

But when the Liyang judge was in front of the Xuanyuan Emperor, he prayed. A woman dressed in white stood on the main hall of Emperor Xuanyuan and agreed with her head bowed.

At the place where Shang Jing's white-haired hero was beheaded, in broad daylight, the woman sewed the white-haired man's head on the broken neck with needles and threads.

Three days later, the white-haired man came back to life.

"You mean, you're the one who brought the white-haired man back to life. Xiao asked.

"It's not me, it's the ancestors. The fox-faced woman replied.

"You are the descendant of Shangguan Shixin. Li Zhong asked.

"Looks like you know a lot. The fox-faced woman looked at the two of them and said, "I'm Shangguan Zichuan." โ€

That Shangguan Zichuan clapped his hands with his hands, and saw a man in a gray robe standing in front of everyone.

The man's neck was scarred, as if he had been beheaded.

"He's a white-haired man. Xiao asked, Shen Yin asked.

"Back then, the ancestors traveled all over the world, and in Shangjing, they saw him beheaded. Unable to bear it, he used a magic weapon to temporarily seal his three souls and six spirits, so as to save his life. Shangguan Zichuan said, looking at Xiao and asked.

"Shangguan saved him with ten hearts, but it was not because he couldn't bear it. Li Zhong said, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

That Shangguan Zichuan looked at Li Zhong's expression, with a hint of cunning at the corner of his mouth, and said, "How can there be kindness for no reason..." โ€