Ji Xuan'er braved the wind and cold, and the sword searched up and down Tianji Peak, but he never found the slightest shadow of the little fox, and he didn't know if it had gone down the mountain, so he ran to the bottom of Tianji Peak and looked for a circle, and then thought about it, according to the speed of the little fox, it was naturally not comparable to his speed of the sword, and it was impossible to run in front of him at this moment. Besides, there is no actual road on Tianji Peak, it turns out that when the mountain is just opened, there is also a stone road, but the people of Wuji Palace enter and exit the Imperial Sword, and the same is true for Ji Xuaner and the old man of Tianji to go down the mountain, this Tianji Peak must snow all year round, and it is impossible for anyone to visit, so the road is useless, no one walks at all, and the weeds on the side of the road over the years will cover the road tightly, but if you don't follow the road, this Tianji Peak is full of dangerous peaks, and if you are not careful, you may fall into the cliff, thereforeHe was sure that the little fox must still be on the mountain.

Maybe it's just that he flew too high, so he didn't look carefully when he went down the mountain, and he didn't necessarily miss the little fox, so he simply took the sword, cleaned up the weeds on both sides of the stone road, and slowly walked back along the stone road, looking for the little fox as he went.

How did he know that Wen Yixian's little fox was mad and didn't find a way down the mountain, so he walked around the mountain by feeling, and even she didn't know where she had been.

In the middle of the night after Ji Xuan'er found it, he was also so frozen, even his eyebrows were covered with thick snow, but he still persevered, and carefully looked back along the overgrown stone road, until he found that the sky was faint, and he could see the roof of Tianji Pavilion, and he still didn't find the shadow of the little fox.

Suddenly my heart became uneasy, it must have accidentally fallen into a cliff somewhere, right? If so, how else could he ask it about Wen Yat-sen's whereabouts? The little fox must not have an accident.

As soon as he looked up, he suddenly saw a small mountain peak in the distance, there was a thick green in the vast snow, in his memory, such a small peak, or in the winter snow and cold, there would be no green plants, and he was suspicious, so he walked to the green. When I got closer, it turned out that this green was actually a small lotus flower, and the lotus pod that the snowbird on Tianji Peak had not eaten from where it had come from, and it fell here and sprouted.

Ji Xuan'er opened the lotus bush and saw that the little fox was curled up tightly, sleeping at the root of the lotus, his nose was frozen red, and there was a bright teardrop hanging in the corner of his eye.

Ji Xuan'er saw that the little fox was sleeping on the ice and snow, so he shook it, ready to wake it up, make amends to him, and then take it back to Tianji Peak, but after shaking it a few times, the little fox didn't wake up, but shook the teardrop from the corner of its eye to the ground.

As soon as the tears landed, they were immersed in the snow, and after a while, there was a tender green lotus leaf stretched out from the snow, Ji Xuan'er realized that the tears of this little fox actually had the power to make all things grow, no wonder a lotus bush could grow in this ice and snow, and I don't know how long it cried before falling asleep, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of guilt.

Thinking about it again, in this way, since this little fox has such divine powers, it is not impossible to bring Wen Yixian back from the dead? So I wish it woke up early, so I could ask it about Wen Yixian's whereabouts, but no matter how he shook it, the little fox showed no sign of waking up, and Ji Xuan'er felt that something was wrong, thinking that it should have frozen in the heavy snow overnight, right? Reaching out and touching its nose, it was as hot as a red-hot soldering iron, and I didn't know how many degrees it burned, so I was shocked, and I picked up the little fox under the lotus bush and flew towards Tianji Pavilion.

As soon as he returned to Tianji Pavilion, Ji Xuan'er shook off the snowflakes and water droplets on the little fox's body, and ran straight to the hot spring in the backyard with it, holding it and soaking in the hot spring for a while, until he noticed that the little fox's limbs were no longer stiff, so he took it out, wiped it all over with a towel, and filled the house with a brazier, and even put a stove in the quilt, before the little fox was covered in the quilt, and he guarded it by himself, and by the way, he also baked a fire to go to the cold.

The little fox covered the bed for a while, and when his body warmed up, he slowly regained a little sense, and shouted in a daze: "Mother, I'm cold." ”

Ji Xuan'er had never heard the little fox speak, but its sudden speech startled Ji Xuan'er, thinking that there were other people in the room, and asked vigilantly, "Who?" After looking around, I didn't find anyone, thinking that I had frozen last night and had auditory hallucinations.

Who knew that the little fox Wen Yixian suddenly said again: "Mother, I'm so cold." Ji Xuan'er found out that it was a little fox on the bed, it turned out that it was not an ordinary little fox, but a talking spirit fox, and its voice was as fresh as an eighteen-year-old girl, but such a spirit fox, how could it not have any spiritual power? Maybe it's because you're too young to know how to practice spiritual power?

Ji Xuan'er saw that the little fox was still shrunk and very afraid of the cold, so he couldn't help frowning, this room was so hot that he was going to be roasted alive like a suckling pig, where was it still cold? What he didn't know was that Wen Yixian was not very conscious now, and he still had the feeling of being blown by the cold wind last night in his mind, so he kept shouting cold.

Then, the little fox shouted again: "Mother, I'm so cold." ”

Ji Xuan'er saw the little fox shrinking in the quilt and looked pitiful, the shouting became more and more desolate, and the compassion in his heart moved, so he pulled off the clothes on his body, wore only a pair of trousers, and got into the quilt, and hugged the little fox and pasted it to his warmest chest.

The little fox suddenly felt the warmth of the sun, so he deliberately rubbed his body against Ji Xuan'er's chest, and called "mother" again with satisfaction, and then fell asleep sweetly, and stopped calling mother.

Although the little fox slept soundly, Ji Xuan'er was very uncomfortable. He didn't know that the little fox could speak, but once he heard her speak, he felt that he was holding a young and beautiful girl in his arms like the little fox's voice, and somewhere in his body slowly swelled unconsciously, making him uncomfortable.

He couldn't help but want to let go of the little fox a little, just moved a little bit, the little fox rubbed over next to him, and in the end, Ji Xuan'er had to endure helplessly for a whole night, endured until the end, and even looked at the ceiling and silently memorized the "Ancient Great Wilderness Sutra", which is a book that is more ancient and boring than the most ascetic Buddhist book in the world, silently carrying this book, the lust in his heart is a lot colder.