Regarding the three things that Master Sun Yuezhuo said, in simple terms, they are planting, sending letters, and borrowing things.

Ahri thought, what's so difficult about this, although he hasn't turned into a human form yet, but he has been crawling and rolling over the past hundred years, and his basic survival skills are still not difficult for him. Since childhood, he has been by the master's side, and he has relied on the master and the two of them for his life, and what he understands best is that he must rely on himself in everything.

Ahri often asks him when he thinks of Yuezhuo, does he have an impression of his own life experience? Master doesn't know, and he can't remember it clearly, Ahri only knows that over the years, only Master has accompanied him.

Yuezhuo once thought that according to Ahri's hair color, it should be from the Qingqiu Red Fox clan, but the cultivation is still shallow, and the hair color is not the purest crimson, but a little bit of rouge powder that mortal women love. In layman's terms, it's pink.

But if it is really according to what Master Yuezhuo said, there is a fox cub lost in the Red Fox Clan, and no fox cares?

The clan lost a fox, there was no fluctuation on Qingqiu Mountain, and even the gossip had not been heard, as if there was no need for this fox to exist.

Yes, Ahri murmured in his heart, whether he existed or not, no fox cared at all. However, after hundreds of years of self-cultivation, it has really cultivated both body and mind.

The psychological quality is also very strong, so I won't be depressed, a few days ago, I heard that the nephew of the fox uncle next door had depression and hit the gable and died.

Master Yuezhuo said that the appearance of spells is something outside the body, and the strength of the heart is the most important thing.

The famous sayings and aphorisms that rarely pop out of Master's mouth, they are all the most memorized. It was when it was basking in the sun, and the Master whispered to the side, and when it was half asleep and half awake, it also wrote it down.

On that day, it broke the bamboo flute, and later it was preached by Yuezhuo. Everything in the world has a spirit, and if there is a spirit, it will cultivate, and then transform into various forms. Cultivated from spiritual creatures to refinement, and then to demons. After the demon, there are two differences, one is for people, and the other is for immortals.

And in this world, in addition to demons, there are demons, ghosts, and monsters. Demons are those who confuse the mind, ghosts are formed after death, and monsters are those spiritual things that cannot be cultivated into demons, and those who become strange are called monsters for rare things.

So far, the only spirits around Yuezhuo are Ahri and the bamboo flute, and it is unknown how many there will be later, after all, there is such a collector's fetish master on the stall, and Ahri has to work harder to consolidate his position in the master's heart.

The first thing Ahri did this month was to send this jade bamboo flute back to the bamboo forest, replant it in the soil, and continue to cultivate.

On that day, Ahri cut off its spirit, although it was no big problem, but after all, for the spirit of cultivation, it was like drinking a stick in the head, hurting the vitality, and it took some time to cultivate to make up for it. Ahri suddenly realized that the master asked him if he knew his mistake that day, not because he was angry that he was messing around. If you harm the life of this living being, even if you cultivate, you will definitely go mad.

Ahri thought that the master asked it to send this bamboo spirit home, so that it should atone for its sins.

It's just that this jade bamboo flute is light and fluttering, and it has no weight at all in its mouth, and Ahri is really afraid that it will break with a little force.

Bamboo, bamboo, it's the same teacher, you have to be strong, don't break it anymore, don't let me do it again.

The bamboo flute seemed to hear Ahri's heart, and trembled in Ahri's mouth.

Ahri stopped running, carefully lowered the bamboo flute to the ground, and tilted his head to look at it.

Isn't this going to be transformed?

I looked forward to it for a long time, but after the bamboo flute was put down, there was no movement.

"Bamboo flute, bamboo flute, can you hear me?"

The moon and stars are scarce, and the surroundings are silent.

"I forgot, Master said, it will take you another thousand years to cultivate to my current level, and you shouldn't be able to hear me. The little fox was secretly proud, and finally took a look at the bamboo carefully.

Finally, the bamboo flute moved, and Ahri thought to himself, sure enough, this method of agitation still worked.

It seems that this bamboo flute has its own consciousness, but it has not yet been cultivated into a form. Unlike other primate spirits, bamboo's language skills are not something that can be developed overnight.

"Alright, let's fight it out again when you've cultivated your form, at least you'll be able to speak! ”

Just as Ahri was about to pick up the bamboo, a chill it had never felt before, and it took a few steps back.

Ahri was terrified.

I saw that the jade bamboo flute exuded a cold cold light, and disappeared in an instant, like a flash in the pan, and everything returned to calm.

"You..... Aren't you really going to transform?" Ahri asked timidly again.

Still unresponsive.

When Ahri tried to get close to it again, the bamboo flute once again emitted that piercing cold light.

"Don't you want to go home?" Ahri understood a little and paused, "Are you reluctant to go home?"

Still without a response, Ahri could hear even his own heartbeat clearly.

It also understands that the bamboo flute can't speak, and it's useless to talk too much about it. It's better to say it, it picks up the flute body, although Master Yuezhuo has used mana to heal the fracture of the flute, but the crack can still be seen vaguely, and Ahri is also very careful when holding it.

From time to time, the body of the flute bursts out of the bean-sized droplets and falls on the road that Ahri steps on, which is not Ahri's saliva, but the bamboo flute with teardrops.

"Are you crying? Don't cry, your home is almost there. ”

When you arrive at the bamboo forest by the water, this place is deep and quiet, different from the acacia cave where Ahri lives, and it is full of greenery. This was the first time Ahri had traveled far alone.

I remembered that Master Yuezhuo said that it was in the bamboo forest by the water that a small young bamboo was drilled out of a crack in an inconspicuous small stone. The whole body is transparent and crystalline, not as green as other bamboos, but seeing that it is extremely tough and upright, he crushed the stone, made it into a bamboo flute, and took it with him.

When the bamboo flute was still a bamboo, it was not moistened by the soil, so it grew different from its peers, and it was also a little malnourished. Now that I have hurt my vitality, I have to return to the land of the taproot, and accept more of the quilt.

The bamboo flute in his mouth kept flickering and shimmering, and it also exuded a cold air, Ahri had to let go, and the bamboo flute rolled to the ground. Frightened, it immediately pressed it with its small palm, and after careful inspection, it found that there was no damage, and then it was relieved.

Suddenly, the bamboo forest rattled, and thousands of green bamboos seemed to roar.

It was originally a bamboo leaf rubbing, but the wind is getting stronger and stronger, like a giant beast, trying to swallow everything around it.

When it was too late, Ahri picked up the bamboo flute and hugged a big tree tightly with its small fleshy palms, so that it was not blown away, but the poor fox fur was blown messy.

Ahri is crying in her heart at the moment, Master just helped him do a full set of fox hair care a few days ago!

I only listened to this thought for a while———

"Who-who-who?"

The hollow resounds.

Ahri realized that it was the bamboo forest that spoke. And it's not a single bamboo, it's a whole bamboo forest.

At this time, the bamboo flute in his mouth was trembling again.