Heavens and worlds.

Jiuyin Mountain.

Fox Valley.

At the back of the valley, there is a pond with a radius of about six or seven zhang and a depth of only two zhang.

I saw a young man in white, sitting on a rock by the pool, holding a wooden pole in his hand.

At the end of the wooden pole, a silk thread hangs.

The thread hung down, and one was in the water.

He's fishing.

On the side, a little fox suddenly appeared, its fur white and immaculate.

"Mr. Taixu. The little white fox ran under the rock and looked up at the young man in white, his eyes pure and his voice clear.

"Xiaobai, are you lazy again?" Zhuang Ming withdrew his gaze from the water, turned his head to look under the rock on the left hand side, and said with a smile: "Have you finished your practice today?"

"I've done it a long time ago, and every day I know that meditating on my knees and running the breath in my body is very boring, and I annoy the fox. The little white fox muttered.

"Silly girl, this is your powerful capital, don't slack off. Zhuang Ming chuckled, curled the two fingers of his left hand, knocked on her head, and said: "If you are not strong enough, you can't protect yourself and your clansmen, only if you are strong enough, you can protect what you want to protect in your heart." This time, because they are not strong enough and do not have the ability to kill the wolf king, the fox clan will worship under the Purple Smoke Temple and be able to survive, but at present, if there is no change, if it cannot become stronger, I am afraid that it will never be able to turn over. ”

"Sir said that within a hundred years, the spiritual spring will be returned to us. The little white fox had expectation in his eyes.

"I still remember. Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and said indifferently.

"But now......" The little white fox said in a low voice, "The Purple Smoke View is too powerful, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the Spirit Spring back for a thousand years." ”

"The Purple Smoke View is indeed very powerful, but you may not be able to become stronger. Zhuang Ming said slowly: "If you don't practice hard, there will be no future, and if you practice hard and have strength, you will have the qualifications to fight." ”

"But we're not strong yet. The little white fox's eyes were full of sorrow, and he said.

"Therefore, in order to survive, we can only be so humble. Zhuang Ming said softly: "In the midst of humility, become strong, and wait until you are strong enough to no longer be humble." ”

"Then I'll work my cultivation. When the little white fox said this, he thought of something and said in a low voice: "Ziyanguan is here in the morning." ”

"It's another year, and it's time for someone to take away the spiritual spring produced last year. Zhuang Ming nodded slightly, and there was no surprise look.

"Last year, there were only 370 bottles of spiritual springs. The little white fox said loudly: "But the white eagle took away twenty-three bottles this year. ”

"So, there are only three hundred and forty-seven bottles of spiritual spring for Ziyanguan this year?" Zhuang Ming muttered.

"Yes, less than three hundred and sixty-five bottles, and the man was angry. The little white fox said indignantly: "He also injured the Great Elder. ”

"The Taoist who is ordered to fetch the spiritual spring every year has to enter the Yin Mountain, pass through the territory of infinite demons and monsters, and bring the spiritual spring back safely, which can be regarded as a risk. Therefore, in the Purple Smoke Temple, there is a lot of merit to take this trip, but then again, the disciples of the Purple Smoke View walk in the Yin Mountain, as long as they do not take the initiative to make a move, but just walk and practice, there will be no demon king who will easily attack them, so for them, coming to Jiuyin Mountain to collect the spiritual spring is not dangerous, nor tired, but can have a lot of credit, which is a good errand. ”

Zhuang Ming paused, and then said: "But the spiritual spring collected is less than in previous years, and even less than we promised at the beginning, he went back to the mountain this time, I'm afraid it is not easy to explain, no wonder he is dissatisfied." It's just that it's okay for him to hurt the Great Elder, if he changes his temper to a more domineering one, maybe he will kill a few fox demons as punishment, and then beat them up. ”

In this way, Zhuang Ming's expression was calm, and his eyes were still looking at the pond in front of him.

Jiuyin Spring is able to extract about one bottle per day.

But this kind of spiritual spring, more or less, will fluctuate slightly, and it is normal to have a few more drops occasionally.

Over time, you can get a few more bottles in a year.

In the past, there were about 400 bottles of spiritual springs.

The three hundred and sixty-five bottles that Zhuang Ming said to Ziyanguan were to leave a little room for the fox clan.

But I didn't expect that last year's production was lower than before.

And there is a white eagle that has been resident in the fox clan for a long time, and he is quite greedy, and he has taken some of the spiritual spring produced.

No matter what the reason, since the spiritual spring taken back from the fox clan was less than three hundred and sixty-five bottles, there would be a lot of dissatisfaction with the Purple Smoke Concept.

"Ziyanguan is too bullying. The little white fox asked, "Is this all we have to do?"

"That's all there is to it. Zhuang Ming said.

"Because he is too weak, under the invisible threat of all parties in Yinshan, and even under the invisible oppression of Ziyanguan, he can only survive with the help of Ziyanguan's protection, so he can only endure it. ”

Zhuang Ming thought about it like this, his expression was as usual, he recalled the past years, when his cultivation was not completed, he was in business for the first time, with the help of the government, and in terms of benefit distribution, under the oppression of officials from all sides, why didn't he endure a lot of losses?

He didn't feel that he was a disciple of Jusheng Mountain, so he shouldn't accept such forbearance.

Because at that time, he only had two corpses, and only two so-called martial arts masters.

It was not until he grew up that he invisibly stood higher than local officials, so that he personally decided the distribution of business benefits on an equal or even higher level.

"How strong do we have to be to turn over?" asked the little white fox.

"If you are the pinnacle of true Xuan, then Ziyanguan will not dare to despise you, but ......" Zhuang Ming's gaze moved to the surface of the water, and said leisurely: "The water in the world is always turbid and deep, maybe you have shown too good talent, Ziyanguan will take the initiative to strangle you, and then continue to control the fox clan." ”

"What do you mean?" the little white fox was slightly dazed.

"If you bring this sentence to the Great Elder, he will naturally understand. ”

Zhuang Ming said this, the Great Elder should be close to breaking through.

One step further, it is almost a high realm true mystery.

The Purple Smoke View will pay more attention to him.

If it is valued to a certain point, such as the level of the ultimate true mystery, then the great elder should pass away from the world.

Then, the fox clan will have a new Great Elder.

That Purple Smoke Viewer is indeed a not simple character.

"The Great Elder's injuries have not yet recovered, so he went out. The little white fox said, "I don't know when I'll come back." ”

"Secretly protecting the white eagle?" Even if Zhuang Mingdang knew what was going on, it was only this white eagle that could make the Great Elder leave the fox clan in a hurry regardless of his injuries.

"The white eagle has gone out hunting again. The little white fox said.

"I heard that the last time it went out, it provoked the True Xuan Great Demon King. Zhuang Ming's face was as usual, and he said slowly: "In order to calm down this matter, the Great Elder of the Fox Clan came forward in person, and finally fell three Fox Clan Great Demons who condensed into the Jindan Level?"

"Yes, this guy is very hateful, he has killed a lot of clan uncles, if it weren't for Ziyanguan, it should have been killed a long time ago!" When the little white fox heard this, he became more and more angry, and said: "Last time it drank the monkey wine in the mountains, it went crazy, saying that it wanted to change its taste, and wanted to eat Dabai, if it wasn't for the great elder to come forward to appease him, and sent two bottles of spiritual spring, Dabai was eaten by it." ”

"Is this what it looks like?" Zhuang Ming paused, and said leisurely: "Things in the world are always step by step, this time in order to calm its appetite, it gave two bottles of spiritual spring, it got benefits, next time it may learn this time, every time it asks for spiritual spring, and gradually goes down, each time it is given, there are more than two bottles of spiritual spring...... Perhaps, starting this year, it will get drunk a lot. ”

"What do you mean?" The little white fox has been practicing for many years, but his understanding of many words is still like that of a child, and he is a little puzzled.

"Tell the Great Elder this sentence as well, and he will understand. Zhuang meditated for a while and said: "Moreover, that white eagle, since he said that he wanted to change his taste, he would say a lot of this kind of thing in the future, and it was inevitable that he would try it, maybe the thought was too strong, and even Lingquan couldn't suppress its appetite, and a few fox clans would fall into its mouth and give it a taste of fresh blood food." ”

"Do you want to convey this sentence to the Great Elder?" the little white fox was startled and asked.

"What I tell you today, you can tell the Great Elder. ”

When Zhuang Ming said this, he suddenly raised his hand, and the fishing rod in his hand was raised.

The silk threads in the water were immediately pumped up.

At the end of the silk thread, there was a fish, blue and gray, constantly struggling.

"Little fox, do you eat fish?"

"Don't eat. The little white fox shook his head and said: "The fish here is not delicious, and there is no aura at all, so it is not moist at all." ”

"Then just wait a little longer. Zhuang Ming said with a smile, untied the fishing hook from the fish's mouth, threw it casually, and threw it into the pond.

"What are you waiting for?" the little white fox was even more stunned when he saw him throw the fish back.

"Wait until the fish is moist. Zhuang Ming threw the fishing rod again, and the hook without bait fell into the water again.

"This pond has been in it for many years, and it is full of ordinary fish, how can it become moist?"

"Yes. Zhuang Ming said: "Moreover, the fish in it will become more and more delicious, more and more moist, more and more full of aura, and it is very likely to open spiritual wisdom, and then practice......

"How is that possible?" the little white fox shook his head, his eyes full of doubt.

"Naturally, it will be possible. Zhuang Ming smiled, paused again, and said, "When the fish in this pond grows bigger than you and becomes stronger than you, then eating a bite of its meat will be like drinking a mouthful of spiritual spring." ”

"I'm about to refine the Great Dao Jindan and become a big demon, just these fish, can they be more powerful than me?" The little white fox didn't believe it, and there was a kind of dissatisfaction that he was looked down upon.

"We'll see. Zhuang Ming sat on the rock, held the fishing rod in both hands, looked at the water surface quietly, and said: "One day a big demon is fished, and the Nine Yin Spring of the fox clan will return to the fox clan." ”

"From under the hands of Ziyanguan, I want Jiuyin Spring back again, what does this have to do with whether the fish in the pond grow or not?"

"Because, whether the fish in the pond can grow up or not has something to do with me. Zhuang Ming continued to look at the surface of the water and said, "And whether or not you can ask the Purple Smoke Temple to return to the Nine Yin Spring also has something to do with me." ”

"So what is the relationship between the fish in the pond and the return of Jiuyin Spring?" asked the little white fox.

"You'll find out later. Zhuang Ming tilted his head slightly, and couldn't help but smile.