Ahri always thinks that if one day, it can also be like the Daluo immortals on Qingqiu Mountain, attracting thousands of people and being sought after by tens of thousands of people, isn't this kind of day fragrant?

It has lived on this Qingqiu Mountain for 100 years. For a hundred years, it has only been accompanied by its unreliable master.

For a hundred years, the master has taken care of her meticulously, and naturally there is nothing to say. It's just that the transformation technique she has in mind has always been unwilling to be taught by the master.

With a shriveled grass in his mouth, Ahri nestled at the mouth of the acacia cave and lazily soaked up the sun.

The country of Qingqiu will give birth to nine tails.

But that's a relative that Ahri can't beat. They are the rulers of Qingqiu, and everyone sees them, oh no, the demons are terrified when they see them. Yun Shu's divine ——— the white moonlight in Ahri's heart, when it was still a cub, it had hidden behind the master and watched her fox shadow from afar.

Ahri still remembers it vividly, and it was a scene that it will never forget for several lifetimes. The heavens and the earth are changing, all things are bright, and the sky is gradually clouded and mist, and there is no light. Thick white smoke rose from all over the world, and a woman in white fell slowly, standing on the top of the green hill.

Everything condensed into frost in an instant, and the creatures of Qingqiu sighed that the frost god had descended, and they were in awe.

Ahri was still a milk doll at that time, nestled tightly in Master's arms, and her round eyes looked into the distance through Master's fingers.

Ahri didn't look closely, the woman in white also had fluffy white ears and nine tails, like most of the white foxes in this Qingqiu.

Ahri also wants to be eye-catching, to go down in history, and to be remembered through the ages.

Just as Ahri was feeling sorry for herself, she heard a familiar cough and returned to reality.

The fox clan has a keen sense of smell and other spirits, but because Ahri is often idle and has nothing to do, even this innate ability is wasted.

The mountains and forests are murmuring, and they rhyme and listen tactfully.

"What are you thinking about?"

The purple cloud sleeves are blowing, the wind is filled with the fragrance of greenery, and the slender hand holds the jade bamboo flute, and the flute in the hand seems to be melodious into the distance.

It was a pair of beautiful and warm hands, and the favorite of those hands was the small handful of fluff on the top of Ahri's head.

The man was stunned, and his inky hair was messy in the wind.

"Apprentice, apprentice, where are you? I saw your little tail. ”

Ahri jumped up and jumped to the side of the stone with agility, looking helpless, "Master, how many times have you not been able to find me?"

"Your cultivation is still shallow, and the color of your hair is not the purest, every time you enter this acacia flower, you will naturally merge with it. I can feel your breath, but I can't find you. ”

Ahri's master, named Yuezhuo, is a loose immortal on Qingqiu Mountain. A hundred years ago, I found Ahri, and since then I have taken it with me. Yuezhuo has always been good at argumentation, especially after doing unreliable things, Ahri called him an unreliable master.

"So, I'm not a pure little red fox?" The fox's mouth has always been pointed, and when Ahri pouts like this, it is even more pointed, like a crossbow arrow.

"Come on, Master, hug. ”

The moon scorched over, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the sun naturally sprinkled on his shoulders and his cheeks. Sharp edges and corners, red lips and white teeth. His eyebrows and eyes are so good-looking.

Master Yuezhuo is the best-looking man Ahri has ever seen.

Also, for as long as Ahri can remember, he has seen such a humanoid spirit as Master. Until a hundred years later, Ahri was accompanied by such a man.

Moonburn has a quirk that he likes to play with fluffy, soft animal hair. It's like he has to stroke Ahri's head every day, because Ahri's hair is very soft.

"Master, why is there less and less hair on the top of my head? Seeing that winter is about to begin, the disciples feel that they can't keep out the cold. Poor Ahri, trembling.

I saw Yuezhuo smile lightly, "Heh, little apprentice, don't be afraid, it's warm in the teacher's arms." ”

"Master, can you let go of your hand? I feel a chill hit me every time you touch my head. ”

"Yes, perhaps, it's a futile delusion. ”

Ahri thought, "Maybe Master, is a lie."

It has been a hundred years since I cultivated.

Over the years, Ahri has followed his master and has been out of business for a hundred years.

Although Ahri has never seen a spirit that has been transformed into a monster other than his master, he has heard from his master that the spirits on Qingqiu Mountain have become demons who are diligent and studious, and some are even ranked in the immortal class. Delicious and lazy people do nothing, such as themselves, for a hundred years, follow the master to bask in the sun all day long.

However, in addition to basking in the sun, Yuezhuo occasionally preaches and teaches to solve doubts, that is, to tell Ahri various legends, such as the story of Yunshu's god.

Ahri knew that the spirit who had cultivated into the immortal body had to go to the world to go through a catastrophe, born in the demon world, cultivated in the human world, and achieved results in the fairy world. Bai Yueguang is not practiced overnight.

"Master, I also want to go through the tribulation. ”

Ahri looked up at the man in front of him, his round black eyes shining with starlight. In front of the master, Ahri did not have the slightest timidity, Ahri felt that he was more like a relative, and always unconsciously coquettished him.

"The tribulation is not something that can be endured by talking, your cultivation is still shallow, how can you withstand it. ”

Yuezhuo has never scolded Ahri harshly, and her words are full of tenderness, and for a hundred years, it has been the same.

"But Ahri just wants to go, and Ahri wants to see the outside world, Ahri, please, Master. ”

"Is the outside world so good? Here, isn't it good to accompany you as a teacher?" he paused, and sighed again, "It's amazing, the apprentice has grown up, his wings are stiff, and he wants to fly solo, what about the Qingqiu master-apprentice duo that he said at the beginning?"

Every time Yuezhuo mentioned this, Ahri's pink cheeks suddenly turned green.

When Ahri was a cub, without his mother, the foxes around him bullied him every day and night. They said that Ahri's coat color was not pure enough, his voice was not loud enough, and his body was not graceful enough, so he was a fox in vain, which brought shame on the fox people. At this time, Yuezhuo passed by, he picked up Ahri, and with a look, those foxes fled one after another.

In the past hundred years, with the protection of the moon burner, no spirit dares to bully Ahri, on the contrary, their attitude is diametrically opposite to before, and a small number of them have also formed a small group centered on Ahri and the moon burner fairy. Every day and every night, all kinds of tributes were sent to the Acacia Flower Cave, and the berries on the mountain, the in the mountains and forests, and the running hares all became a delicious meal in Ahri's belly. Of course, Ahri's favorite thing is the joyful assorted chicken, but it is delicious in the world.

But Yuezhuo never loved this, he was a vegetarian and only ate berries. Ahri also loves berries, but if she eats too much, it becomes sweet.

However, the young Ahri thought that from now on he had a backer, and he was going to make great achievements in the fox clan, so he vowed to Yuezhuo that he would set up a Qingqiu master-apprentice duo and be majestic wherever he went.

Yue Zhuo Immortal was very happy after hearing this, and praised it again and again.

In front of his favorite acacia flowers, Ahri gathered many foxes to enjoy its natural sounds, and of course, his master also appeared with him.

As a result, after several years of day and night observation, Ahri found that it was not him who was obsessed with them at all, but the master.

He also held the Qingqiu Cup Fox Clan concert in Qingqiu, but he was criticized in private, and the angry Ahri sealed the wheat and never wanted any fox to hear its voice anymore.

But Yuezhuo Immortal said that Ahri's voice was like a hundred spirits in Qingqiu, pleasant to the ear.

Isn't it a great shame that a fox is said to resemble a bird?

Ahri vows never to pay attention to Master again.

Moonburn seemed to see through Ahri's thoughts, and reached out his hand to caress the poor sparse hair on the top of Ahri's head.

Ahri naturally jumped to the grass next to him, as a petite fox, he still had innate agility. Ahri thought that he could no longer let the master touch his head, otherwise there would be no grass on the top of his head.

"You're still angry about that, you little demon, so vindictive. What's more, it's not the teacher's fault, even if the teacher turns sentient beings upside down, it's not the teacher's fault. "Yuezhuo was always the first to tell Ahri what was in his heart, and Ahri once wondered if his master had used mind-reading on him.

Ahri admits that Master is a very good-looking person, and he never gets tired of looking at it, and the more he looks at it, the more he looks at it, the more durable it becomes.

But the master trapped it around all day long, and it was still a little hairy monster who didn't know anything and had no qualifications. Curiosity drove it to the desire to go down the mountain.

Ahri said this thought a thousand times in front of Yuezhuo, and the more he didn't say anything, the more persistent it became. This time, Yuezhuo didn't stop it, and said slowly.

"Since you insist on doing so, then, the most basic condition for the tribulation, you first transform into a human form to show me. ”