"Wait" The old man interrupted Mo a little messily, and asked with a suspicious expression, "You really let me live here?"

Mo Wen said helplessly: "If you want to leave, I won't keep you, so what's up to you!"

Don't ask, then turned around boringly and prepared to go back to sleep, originally he thought that there was some vicious old monster, ready for a big battle, but I didn't expect that the old monster was, but it was an old fox whose cultivation had faded!

"Great Immortal Stay!" The old man knelt down with an excited face, looked at Mo Wen and said, "I am willing to be your most faithful servant, and I only ask the Great Immortal to teach me the method of cultivating the truth!"

Mo Wen looked back at the old man in some surprise and said, "I'm not a great immortal, don't you have any ghost ideas!"

The old man hurriedly shook his head and said: "Daxian misunderstood, I didn't have any ghost idea, I really wanted Daxian to accept me, I was originally a nine-tailed fox in Changbai Mountain."

Mo Wen listened to it for a long time and finally understood, this old man is a nine-tailed fox with a six-tailed cultivation, and he is also the patriarch of the fox clan in Changbai Mountain, they are different from other foxes, they only rely on the aura of absorbing the moonlight to cultivate, and they have never been evil!

It's just that more than 20 years ago, a group of cultivators came here, and slaughtered the spirit beasts on Changbai Mountain without asking for a reason, although the fox clan lived in secrecy, but also suffered from it, the old man couldn't bear to be ruined in the clan, so he took a few masters to prepare to fight to the death with that group of cultivators, but he didn't want to be ambushed, and the old man was also carelessly captured!

This group of people did not hurt him, and also persuaded each other with good words and delicious food, saying that they did not come here to cause trouble, only because of the many rare treasures in Changbai Mountain, as well as deer antler ginseng, these are all necessary things for ordinary people, in order to prevent the evil spirits in the mountains from harming the medicine pickers, they decided to come here to eliminate harm for the people!

The old man did not doubt him, and said that he was willing to help protect these medicine pickers, and also guaranteed that the fox clan would not do evil, and the group of cultivators were all kind and kind-eyed, saying that this was the first cooperation between humans and spirit beasts, and this was a groundbreaking event, not only let the old man and his masters go, but also sent some elixir things!

The old man was naturally happy in his heart, thinking that the fox clan would never have to hide in Tibet in the future, and although it was disgraceful to form an alliance with humans, the nine-tailed fox was originally an outlier in the demon clan!

It's just that the old man never dreamed that this group of people would secretly follow the fox clan to live and launch an attack when they were slack, and for a while, the fox clan suffered countless casualties!

It turned out that the real purpose of this group of cultivators was to control the demon spirits on Changbai Mountain, thinking that they were using it, the old man knew that the Dao was deceived and ashamed and angry, how could he agree, so the two sides fought fiercely in the middle of the night, and the fox clan was obviously defeated!

The old man let the clansmen scatter and flee, and he and the remaining elders and masters desperately blocked the enemy, and the old man, who was originally a six-tailed cultivator, was beaten back to the three-tailed realm, and the last few elders fought desperately to break the old man out of the encirclement.

The old man was seriously injured, and it took several twists and turns to come to the small panshan of this S city, and he saw at a glance that the aura here was sufficient, so he beat away a powerful ghost, and then "occupied" this place for healing, but for more than ten years, the old man not only did not heal the injury, but cultivated to become weaker and weaker, and the old man's heart was naturally desperate!

Soon after, a villa was built here, although the old man hated the cultivators, but he has always adhered to the principles of the fox clan, and has never harmed ordinary people, every time someone stays here, he pretends to be a ghost to scare these people away, and then later, there are fewer and fewer people who come here, until now, except for a few cleaners who come here every day to clean, no one else comes here, until he meets Mo Wen!

Mo Wen saw a trace of despair in the old man's eyes, and he also hated the group of cultivators in his heart, he sighed leisurely and said: "Your injury, I know the Dao, but I can't cure it, the Dao source is exhausted, and it is okay to save your life, if you want to improve your cultivation, it is delusional!"

Mo Wen felt a sharp pain in his heart, because the old man's injuries were the same as his master Wei Qingyun, they were all cut off from the spiritual root, and they couldn't absorb the true yuan, but this old man was much better than Wei Qingyun, at least he wouldn't die, because he was a fox clan, ordinary people could live for a hundred years, and the fox could live for hundreds of years!

When the old man heard Mo Wen say that he couldn't be cured, his eyes were even more desperate, and he muttered in his mouth: "Could it be that I have lived for 20 years, and the fox clan is still in calamity? What is it for? My fox clan has been inherited for thousands of years, and it has never been evil, is it that the heavens can't tolerate us?"

The sky can't tolerate us? Mo Wen felt a feeling in his heart, looked at the old man, and said: "I have a demon cultivation method here, although your Dao source is exhausted, but whether you can open up a new path depends on your creation!"

The old man glanced at Mo Wen and said, "You are a good person, if the cultivators are all like you, we"

"I'm not a good person," Mo Wen pouted and said, "But you don't have to be disappointed, this demon cultivation method is from Dayu Zhenxiu, I want to help you!"

"Dayu really cultivates?" the old man's eyes lit up, "It's the cultivation of the emperor Dayu's cultivation heart, how can there be a demon cultivator?"

"Dayu, the grace of the living beings, even if it is an ant, it can still be the way of heaven, this is the true meaning of cultivation!" Mo Wen paused and continued, "Even if Dayu's true cultivation is not helpful to you, you can get your people back, I believe that as long as you adhere to your principles, the fox clan will have a day of rejuvenation sooner or later!"

The old man was stunned suddenly, yes, he can't practice, but the clan is also the hope of the fox clan, as long as there is a fox who has attained the Tao, then the fox clan will have hope!

Thinking of this, the old man bowed respectfully to Mo Wen, and said seriously: "Great Immortal Grace, my fox clan will repay each other with death!"

Mo Wen sighed a little helplessly, waved his hand to hold the old man up, and said, "You don't plan to go to your clansmen?"

The old man felt an irresistible force, but he was happy in his heart, the cultivation of this person in front of him was really profound, and the old man was not pretentious, he smiled and said: "I have endured it for twenty years, and I don't care about this time and a half, I think Daxian will accompany me sooner or later!"

Mo Wen was a little speechless, this old monster was stupid when he was stupid, and when he was smart, he was better than a monkey, and he knew how to climb up the pole! Mo Wen said casually: "What's your name, what is your name?" I can't always feed and call you!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, and said: "Back to the Great Immortal, the old patriarch used to call me Little Fox, and then the clansmen called me Patriarch, and now I will be called Hey, but you can call me Fox Patriarch!"

Mo Wen's face darkened, and he said, "Patriarch Hu, forget it, let's call you Lao Hu!"

The old man said with some doubts: "Daxian, can you not call me Lao Hu, it sounds like a tiger, and he is guilty!"

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Mo Wen's face, and he pouted and said, "What do you call Lao Hu if you don't call you?"

Lao Hu opened his mouth, and finally acquiesced to this title, Hu Jingtao is not something that anyone can call!

Mo asked, "By the way, do you know who those cultivators of the Dao are?"

Lao Hu was stunned for a moment, then his eyes flashed with murderous energy, and he gritted his teeth and said: "I will never forget in my dreams, they are the dragon protection clan, the Mo family in the capital!"