When Mo Xian and the three of them arrived in the plains, Fang Yuan cultivated martial arts, and in addition to fighting for martial arts, the battle was very important, Fang Yan acted as a sparring partner, especially after the battle of the Mountain Temple, Fang Yuan's obvious offensive methods had changed, and he was more flexible and changeable, and after a few months of fighting, he had reached the critical point of refining skin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoOnce you break through, you will enter the level of refining strength.

Mo Xian not only taught him to practice boxing, but also taught him how to maintain his state of mind, so that his spiritual sense can be fully utilized, and at the same time, he also began to teach them the knowledge of collecting medicine and related brewing.

How to sense the attributes of medicinal herbs, this point, Fang Yan did a better job than Fang Yuan, Fang Yan practiced the secret method of Lingbao, thinking about Lingbao Tianzun, in terms of spiritual power compared to Fang Yuan, it was more suitable for treatment, and she had learned the production of runic water.

For the little fox, Mo Xian taught it how to collect the aura of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, don't forget, he himself is the body of an autumn cicada, but because his flesh and blood have collapsed, it makes him more like a person than a monster.

This line of combination came to the Liang Canal, which is an artificial canal, the fields on both sides of the river, the three of them walked on the embankment, the river is north-south, slightly easterly.

A village in the distance.

"Teacher, let's go to that village and find a family to spend the night, and then leave tomorrow. Fang Yan said.

Mo Xian looked at the sky, the sunset had sunk below the horizon, and nodded.

Arrived at the village, the village is very small, in the east of the village a family to spend the night, people are very polite, there are four people, an old couple, and a small couple, the little couple is pregnant, the wife has a big belly, the old woman serves rice and vegetables, very simple, the rice is yellow rice, the vegetables are vegetables in their own fields.

"There's nothing good about it, you use a little. The old man said.

Mo Xian picked up the bowl: "Old man, you're polite, what kind of noble people are we, Fang Yuan, Fang Yan, you eat." ”

"Daoist, do you do things?" the old man asked again.

"I don't do things, although I dress up as a Taoist, but I like Taoist clothes, is there any Dharma to do? In my opinion, everything is fine in your family, and my daughter-in-law is pregnant with a big fat boy again. Mo Xian said.

"In the town, Guo Yuanwai's house heard that it was haunted, and he was looking for a Taoist priest to do things, if you don't do it, I won't talk about it, thank you for your auspicious words, my daughter-in-law is pregnant, and I don't know if it's a man or a woman. ”

"Of course it's a big fat boy. Mo Xian smiled, he could see at a glance that it was a boy, but there was a difficulty, but since Mo Xian came, he guaranteed that she would be safe.

Mo Xian's fingers moved slightly, and a talisman flashed into her, of course, the family didn't know about it, Mo Xian wouldn't talk much, and the two disciples and the little fox saw the flash of inspiration, and they wouldn't say anything.

On the second day, walking on the road, Fang Yan asked Mo Xian: "Teacher, yesterday evening, the master secretly injected a talisman light into the body of the little daughter-in-law, what kind of talisman is that?"

"Fetal charm, I see that my little daughter-in-law is in danger of premature birth, this charm can keep the mother and child safe, and it can be regarded as a reward for last night's hospitality. Mo Xian said.

"Why don't you say it?"

"It's very simple, there's no need to let them know that they only want peace of mind when doing things, not for the gratitude of others, you remember, the grace of a drop of water, the spring reciprocates, it's not because you're smarter than others, you look down on ordinary people, and your cultivation is not from above, like water, under it, so that you can get close to the Tao. Mo Xian said.

"Teacher, we got it. The two said in unison, but Mo Xian found from their eyes that they didn't think so, but although the little fox followed behind them, he showed a thoughtful expression humanely.

The three people and one beast walked to the town, but it attracted people's attention, not the three of them attracted attention, but the little fox attracted people's attention, Fang Yan saw it, and shouted: "Xiaobai, hurry up, come up!"

With a hand, the little fox snorted and rushed into her arms, making the eyes of many children who followed suddenly light up and began to flash little stars. Originally, a white fox was enough to attract children, and many adults did not pay attention and just glanced at it. Seeing a white ball of hair, no one recognized it as a little fox.

"Sister, can I touch it?" said a child timidly.

"Touch it for you!" Fang Yan said, she is still a child in the end, many children surrounded her, vying to touch the little fox, the little fox writhed uneasily, Mo Xian saw this scene, a smile appeared in his heart, a kind of warmth that he had never felt came to his side, he was a killer, since he remembered, he was cold, and never thought of a normal person's life.

"Little friend, how do you sell this white fox?" a voice sounded abruptly.

A man dressed as a servant, with a strong body, a gleam in his eyes, and it was evident that he had kung fu, and not far behind him, there were two men, the man was seventeen or eighteen years old, richly dressed, holding a fan, and there was a pride on his face, and to his left was a little girl of about ten years old, like a jade carving.

Apparently just got out of the car, and there was a gorgeous carriage on the side of the road.

"This fox is not for sale, it is my friend. Fang Yan refused, their conversation made the adults immediately call out their child, originally thinking that it was a little white dog, but it turned out to be a little fox.

"Ugly girl, what do you say, I want this little fox!" the little girl cried out savagely.

Fang Yan's originally delicate face became abrupt because of the marks left by the fire, and her skin was also purple and blue, hearing the little girl say this, her face was sad for a moment, but this was not the first time, and then her face was normal, she was born poor, and within a few months of getting along with Mo Xian, Mo Xian paid attention to her psychology, and often enlightened and encouraged her, but did not leave a psychological shadow, but it is human nature to love beauty, especially for an eleven-year-old girl.

Fang Yuan said: "What do you say? If you don't sell it, you won't sell it!"

His hair was going to stand on end, and his sister was disfigured by not being able to fire, which was a piece of his psyche, and he would not allow others to insult his sister in this way.

"Don't sell, you know who to talk to!" the servant slammed into each other.

"Let's go, ignore them. Mo Xian said lightly, Fang Yuan, who Mo Xian stopped, the little fox showed his head in Fang Yan's arms, stretched out his little paws, and posed like a demonstration.

The young man's face sank, and the servant's momentum rose in an instant, and he stopped Mo Xian and the three of them in one step, and the young man said coldly: "Do you know who I am?"

"Who are you, do you have anything to do with me?" Mo Xian asked with a little curiosity in his smile.

"On the contrary, this is Li Jixiao, the son of the local Thorn History, and next to him is Li Jiyu, the only daughter of the Thorn History, I can afford you to buy a fox!" the servant called. (To be continued.) )