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Chapter 155 The Little Fox Spirit 2
Lu Qingheng also thought about it again. The younger sister is the niece of the elder Bidan Peak Lingzhi. Although she is not the authentic pill doctor of Bidan Peak, she can heal any discomforts on their Lingxiao Peak disciples. Such a mortal beast is definitely not a problem.
"But this little fox is about to die. Give it a pill to renew his life?" Lu Qingheng said, taking the spirit pill they usually take for healing from the waist storage kit and giving it to the little fox. .
Seeing this, Xiao Wenxuan immediately raised his hand to stop his movement, frowning and said: "It's just a mortal beast. If you go down with such a spirit pill, it will kill it."
The spiritual energy contained in the spirit pills they took was too strong, and the spirit beasts of lower grades could not be eaten, let alone such a mortal fox? Don't say a whole one can continue its life, only half of it can make it burst and die.
Lu Qingheng was also a little anxious when he heard the words: "What should I do?"
"Shave his hair first." Xiao Wenxuan looked at the little fox carefully for a while, and found some Linglu grease for treating skin injuries. "He has a wound on his body. Shave his hair. Let him apply some white feather frost."
"How can this be done?!" Lu Qingheng's eyes widened, and the little fox was pulled into his arms. "How ugly is the hair shaved? Little sister will not like it."
Su Jinzhi was a little uncomfortable by his rude actions. Although he didn't feel pain, he still groaned twice in Lu Qingheng's arms.
"You are about to kill it." Xiao Wenxuan said coldly as he watched his movements.
Lu Qingheng looked down and found that the little fox was being held softly by him, motionless, and he looked very well-behaved, but it was definitely because he had no strength to escape.
You must know that there is always some difference between mortal beasts and spirit beasts. Most of the spirit beasts are a little wise and know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, while mortal beasts only know how to obey their own instincts. This little fox was caught by a mortal and was still so Torture, you will definitely not be obediently nestled in another person's arms, you will only always think about running away, right now it is so honest, I am afraid it really only has a breath.
Lu Qingheng hurriedly put the little fox back into the cage gently, not daring to play it again. Seeing the little fox slumped in the iron cage, he closed his eyes and breathed weakly, but he was still unwilling.
Xiao Wenxuan said again: "This is lanugo on it, and it will fall out in a few days."
"If you can't, you just can't shave." Lu Qingheng still didn't give up, pulling Xiao Wenxuan's sleeve and asked, "Senior Brother Xiao, is there no other way to save him except for shaving and applying medicine?"
Xiao Wenxuan had no choice but to think for a while, and found a pot of pear blossom sake given to him by the sister of Bidanfeng. This sake was brewed with a lot of herbs, so it has some health benefits. This little fox The cream can't be rubbed medicine and can't be eaten, so you can only use this weak spiritual spirit to hang your life.
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes and calmed down. He didn't know what way they had discussed to save himself, so he was pinched by a fox and took a sip of wine into his throat.
The wine has the fragrance of pear blossoms, the taste is dry and mellow, but it is not very spicy, and it is even a bit delicious. Su Jinzhi's lips smacked, and the small pointed mouth held the wine gourd mouth and wanted to drink more, Xiao Wenxuan However, he quickly took the wine gourd away.
Lingjiu entered his throat, swept away the bruises in his body, bringing melting warmth, Su Jinzhi was so comfortable that he couldn't help but let out a small snoring sound from his throat.
But Xiao Wenxuan felt that something was wrong. Spirit wine could indeed heal the injury, but it would also wash away the impurities attached to the muscles and veins, causing severe pain. The little fox is just a mortal animal, and there is no idea how many impurities are accumulated in the flesh and blood. Logically speaking, after this spirit wine is in the stomach, it will scream and roll in pain. Why doesn't it show any response at all?
However, Lu Qingheng did not think as much as Xiao Wenxuan. Seeing that the little fox was all right, he closed the iron cage, covered the cage with white cotton and linen cloth, and carefully carried it back to Kunlun Gate in his hand.
This time, Lu Qingheng left the realm of cultivation and went to the world to break his roots. Because his parents in the world have passed away, as a child, he had to collect his corpse and set up a tomb for his filial piety for the last time. Gu Shurong, the master of the peak of Lingxiao Peak, was worried that his practice was still short, and he was afraid that he would be fascinated by the prosperity of the human world, so he asked the senior disciple Xiao Wenxuan to go with him to Fanyuan.
As a result, Lu Qingheng was still blinded, and secretly brought back a small mortal fox, and because this fox was born beautifully and strangely, even Xiao Wenxuan, who had always been strict with himself, helped him cover.
Lu Qingheng successfully hid the little fox and brought it back to his disciple’s back. He sighed and patted Xiao Wenxuan on the shoulder and said, "Brother Xiao, this time I really thank you."
As the chief disciple of Lingxiao Peak, Xiao Wenxuan received the attention of his master and his younger brothers and sisters in his every move on weekdays, so he had to put on a mature and stable appearance, but in fact he was not a rigid and strict senior brother. Lu Qingheng was soft. Begging him for help, Xiao Wenxuan couldn't help but refuse him: "Okay, today is the birthday banquet of Immortal Venerable. We are a bit late. You can change the box for the little fox first, and then wait for the banquet. The fox gave it to the little sister."
"Good, good!" Lu Qingheng replied, taking the little fox out of the cage while he was sleeping, and digging out a red silk ribbon in his house to tie a beautiful flower knot on his neck. I found a big red festive box and packed the little fox in, and waited for the birthday banquet of Buwen Xianzun to give the little fox personally to the little sister.
Little Junior Sister will be very happy to receive such a beautiful little fox, and she will definitely not be too stingy to smile at him.
Lu Qingheng dreamed about the scene, smiled so that her eyes were almost narrowed into slits. Not to mention how happy he was. He even walked like dancing. He hugged the red box and walked to the hall of the disciple's residence, and moved the box to the green sandalwood. As soon as the round table was placed, went to the little sister to tell me about the pain of parting over the past few months. didn't notice that there was a small purple satin box on the green sandalwood round table.
The small purple satin box was prepared by Xiao Wenxuan for the disciples of Lingxiao Peak as a gift to Buwen Xianzun. Although the gift box was small, it contained a piece of precious thousand-year fire chalcedony, which was given to the roots of the fire system. Asking Xianzun is just the best gift that their younger disciples can give.
However, as the chief disciple of Lingxiao Peak, Xiao Wenxuan had to stay with Gu Shurong to help receive guests from outside, so he could only let a junior disciple who had just entered Lingxiao Peak go to the disciple’s residence to give gifts before the birthday banquet. The younger brother was worried when he saw two satin gift boxes, one large and one small, one red and one purple on the green sandalwood round table—Senior Brother Xiao only said that the gift was a satin gift box on the green sandalwood table, but didn’t say Which one...
The younger brother hesitated for a long time in front of the two gift boxes, and finally took away the red satin gift box, because the box was big enough, although the color looked a bit gaudy, but it was impossible to use it as a gift regardless of the immortal respect. Shall we put it in a small purple box?
Kunlun Gate is the head of the three major sects in the cultivation world. There are six peaks in the gate. Today's birthday banquet is for the leader of the six peaks, the peak master of the peak of the six peaks, who does not ask the immortal.
Regardless of Xianzun, he is the leader of the Kunlun Sect’s town sect. The cultivation base has reached the tribulation period, and he is only one step away from the ascension. For his three-thousand-year-old birthday banquet, almost half of the people in the cultivation world have come , Send countless gifts.
However, regardless of whether Xianzun likes to make noise, the birthday feast only lasted three hours before it ended.
After the birthday banquet, the guests from the outer gates all returned with Yujian, and the disciples of Kunlun Sect also knew the temperament of Xianzun, and did not dare to stay more on his Wenyuan Peak. After congratulating them, they hurriedly left, only Lingxiaofeng Peak. Lord, the current master of Kunlun Gate, Gu Shurong, dared to stay overnight on his Wenyuan Peak.
Gu Shurong is a brother who doesn’t ask Xianzun. He was a brother from Lingxiaofeng two thousand years ago. Later, Gu Shurong inherited the position of peak master of Lingxiaofeng. There is a difference between his Taoism and Gu Shurong, and he simply came out of Lingxiao Peak and became the master of a single peak.
People in the cultivation world thought that not asking Xianzun’s move was dissatisfaction with Gu Shurong, and they speculated that Kunlun Gate was going to be a big mess, but until Gu Shurong became the master of Kunlun Gate, regardless of Xianzun's move, he still nestled in his coldness. There is no question of world affairs on the Fengyuan Peak, and the friendship between the two brothers is still as good as ever, which disappoints the people waiting to see the excitement.
But this is just a saying circulated by the outside world, and Gu Shurong, the person involved, cried out aggrieved.
The monks outside all said that Xianzun was indifferent to fame and fortune. Only Gu Shurong knew that his younger brother Jiang Youhui did not fight or snatch because of his extremely cold temperament. There is also a deep feeling of brotherhood! He wanted to stay overnight at Wen Yuanfeng and Jiang Youhui only allowed him to sleep in the outer pavilion, not allowing him to enter the main pavilion.
So even if he has been with his junior brother for thousands of years, Gu Shurong still suspects that his junior is not a fire-type heavenly spirit root, but a mutated ice spirit root. After all, he has never seen a fire spirit root that can become his junior. It looks like this.
Gu Shurong sighed and walked around among the gift piles to see for him, the younger brother and younger brother, what other gifts he received at the birthday banquet.
Among the gift piles, there was a glass crystal box placed at the highest point, and it was extremely eye-catching. Gu Shurong glanced at the box, his eyes widened suddenly, and walked over to take the silver-patterned bell in the box. When he came out, he exclaimed, "This Fairy Fairy is so affectionate for you. Look, is this the first time I have given you a wonderful bell? It's also packed in such a box, for fear that you won't see it."
Being teased by Gu Shurong in this way, the white-haired man sitting on the main seat was still silent, his face was frosty, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't even look at the delicate silver bell.
Seeing the comparison, Gu Shurong couldn't help but sighed for a long time: "Oh... you have your temperament, even if you put it in front of your eyes, you will treat it as invisible, right?"
The white-haired man was dressed in a mysterious clothes, with his eyelashes hanging slightly, his gray eyes staring at some place in the void without focusing, as if he hadn't heard Gu Shurong's words, sitting still, without blinking his eyelids from head to tail.
"Huh? Did you say I was right?" Gu Shurong deliberately carried the little bell to Jiang Youhui and shook it in front of Jiang Youhui, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and made a loud noise.
The white-haired man finally gave a look, but his eyes seemed to be mixed with frost, as cold as snow in the deep winter.
Gu Shurong glanced at him, his body stiffened for a moment, and he put his hand back in a weird manner.
His younger brother Jiang Youhui’s birthday banquet is held every 100 years, and every birthday banquet has countless monks and great abilities who come to congratulate him and send countless gifts, but Jiang Youhui never put these precious treasures that ordinary people want to have. In his eyes, even the infatuation of Fairy Miaoyin, whom everyone admired, could not fail.
Thinking of this, Gu Shurong couldn't help sighing again, and turned his eyes to the other birthday gifts in the middle of the hall, hoping to find other novel and interesting things from them, and see if he could make the ice fairy like Jiang Youhui more popular.
Gu Shurong's eyes stayed on the gifts sent by the powerful monks at the outer door. The gifts he offered to his disciples were just hurriedly swept away. However, when he passed by the gift box of Lingxiao Peak, he heard it coming from there. Some weird noises sounded like a rustling sound made by a small animal scratching the box with its paw.
Gu Shurong gave a "Hey", and looked for the pile of gift boxes. After searching for a long time among a pile of silk boxes of different colors, he found that the sound came from a very gaudy red gift box.
When he picked up the box, he was still muttering in his heart what his taste of Lingxiaofeng was so vulgar, and while thinking about it, he held up the red gift box and shook it gently.
The red gift box was light and fluttering. The little beast hidden in it seemed to be frightened because of the shaking. It made a few faint "chirps" and couldn't tell what kind of little beast it was, but the sound was soft and soft. Weak, it is easy to make people feel pity, Gu Shurong was very surprised when he heard the milky voice of milk, opened the gift box in twos and threes, and looked into the box.
However, the little milk beast inside moves faster than him. The lid of the gift box has just been lifted, and its small white head can't wait to emerge. Pointy fox kisses are placed on the edge of the box, a pair of glass-like mandarin ducks. The eyes seemed to slam into Gu Shurong's eyes with countless flowing brilliance.