Chapter 612: Master Erlang reappears in the world?
In Japan, in a deep cave.
A beautiful woman lies lazily on an embroidered bed, her long hair dishevelled, her shoulders half exposed, and her translucent gauze skirt barely hiding her beauty.
The jade|body lies horizontally, very erotic.
But under the bed was a group of young men who had been sucked dry by the sucking machine. Some of them were even teenagers. They were all dead, but there was still a hint of silly smile on their faces.
"Humph, the men from Japan are really useless. Their essence is so mixed that even if all of them are put together, they are still not as good as a Yin Shen cultivator!"
Yu Niang said with some disdain.
There was an amazing charm and a hint of unsatisfied gloom between her eyebrows.
Most of these Japanese people are short and ugly. If there wasn't a fierce god in the Tang Dynasty, she would not have crossed the ocean and come to this tiny place.
Many little foxes massaged her back and legs, and they dared not slack off for a moment even though they were exhausted and panting.
Suddenly, Yu Niang screamed and jumped up from the bed. A red line appeared on her neck and blood gushed out.
That was a sword mark!
Sizzle!
Wisps of smoke floated out from the scar on her neck. It was the result of the collision between the fiery sword energy and the demonic energy, causing Yu Niang to feel extremely painful, as if she was being cut by countless sharp swords.
Eight fox tails floated out, one of which emitted a radiant green light, trying to use its magical powers to repair its own wounds.
However, her magical power to restore severed heads and bring back the dead to life failed this time. The golden sword energy was pure and domineering, extremely strong and masculine, carrying a vast force of humanity, which rendered all her demonic powers ineffective.
Yu Niang continued to scream, the sword mark on her neck grew bigger and bigger, and half of her head was drooping, almost falling off.
The other little foxes were so frightened when they saw this scene that they started trembling with fear.
Yu Niang felt the fear of death. She knew that if she didn't do something, when all the heads fell off, her soul would be destroyed.
With this in mind, she finally made a decision, endured the pain, and cut off one of the fox's tails.
Damage one’s own cultivation of a hundred years!
The speed at which the sword marks spread suddenly slowed down, but they were still spreading slowly and steadily.
Yu Niang almost broke her silver teeth and had to cut off her tail again.
After another hundred years of cultivation dissipated, the sword scar on her neck finally stopped spreading and the gushing blood gradually stopped, but the scar could never be healed.
At this time, the memory of the clone's death came to her, and she finally understood the whole story.
"Li-Dao-Xuan!"
A shrill cry was heard in the cave, carrying seven parts hatred and three parts fear, echoing among the mountains and causing countless birds to fall.
Yu Niang gnashed her teeth in hatred, but was also extremely frightened.
How come after not seeing each other for several years, Li Daoxuan's cultivation has become so strong that he can use his clone to injure her real body even though they are thousands of miles apart. Just one sword strike is equivalent to cutting off her three fox tails.
That was her three hundred years of cultivation!
And Li Daoxuan is said to be less than 30 years old...
Who on earth is that guy with such unfathomable magical powers? Even if he is the reincarnation of Erlang Zhenjun, he shouldn't be so evil.
"My lady, how is your injury?"
A little fox came over and spoke crisply, with clear and lively eyes. It was Yu Niang's most beloved subordinate.
"Pass on this immortal order. From today on, the Ten Thousand Fox Cave will be closed. This lord needs to rest and recuperate."
"My Lady, how long will the mountain be closed? Do you want us to collect some herbs for you?"
Yu Niang stroked the scar on her neck that had taken no time to heal, and she could still feel the sharp and terrifying sword energy between her fingers.
She shook her head and sighed, "This injury was left by the Great Tang Imperial Master. It is hard to be cured by human medicine. Even if I can extract the essence of the sun and the moon, I am afraid it will take a hundred years to heal."
In an instant, the fox fairy who once served under the throne of Bixia Yuanjun felt filled with loss.
Even if her strength could be fully restored in the future, she would still be no match for Li Daoxuan. The revenge for her loss of her tail could only be forgotten.
Well, as long as that man is around, I will never set foot in the territory of the Tang Dynasty again.
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Langzhong, Panlong Mountain.
Li Daoxuan felt that the " Book of Exorcising Demons" in his mind did not emit light, and he knew that the nine-tailed fox demon was not dead.
I felt a little regretful, but not surprised.
He had only practiced the art of mediating fate for a few days and was only at the beginning. He could not yet fully exert the power of this great magical power. Otherwise, wouldn't it be much more convenient to just wipe the fox demon out of the "painting" with a wave of his hand?
Moreover, this monster has Qingqiu blood, has practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and was once a fox fairy under the command of Bixia Yuanjun, so he has some means of preserving his life.
In the past, Bixia Yuanjun was in charge of the fox fairies in the world. On the first day of every month, she would test the fox demons. If any fox seduced men and women into having affairs in the world , they would be punished.
In addition, the foxes have to take exams every year. Only those who are proficient in both literary and logical studies are allowed to practice Taoism. Otherwise, they can only be wild foxes.
This nine-tailed fox demon must have been a leader in its time, but now that it has lost the control of Bixia Yuanjun, it has run wild.
Li Daoxuan picked up the jar that sealed the dragon vein and walked towards Changle. His original appearance had been restored.
He was dressed in green and had long hair like ink. His movements were as graceful as a crane and as light as a fairy. His pair of dark eyes were looking at his apprentice and his smile was as gentle as a spring breeze.
“Master!”
Changle's voice was clear and crisp, like the blossoming of a jujube tree, with a hint of sweetness, and the joy and excitement in it was beyond words.
She ran towards Li Daoxuan and wanted to throw herself into her master's arms like she did when she was a child, but was hit on the head by a snap of fingers.
“Ouch, that hurts!”
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, "You are so old now, you have grown into a grown-up girl, why are you still as unruly as before?"
Changle snorted softly and clutched her master's sleeve tightly with one hand, as if she was afraid that he would run away again.
"Master, I don't care. Even if another hundred or a thousand years pass, you will still be my master!"
As she spoke, she used her other hand to take off the mask of the Queen Mother of the West that she was wearing.
Li Daoxuan's eyes lit up slightly.
A beautiful and energetic face appeared in front of him. The girl's skin was whiter than snow. She was wearing a goose yellow dress and her hair was tied with a silver hairpin. She exuded the aura of youth and vitality.
With curved eyebrows and a bright smile, she stood there prettyly, like a graceful pear blossom.
Before he knew it, the cute little girl from the past had grown to his chin.
There is a rare heroic spirit between his brows, which should be the result of his years of experience in hibernation.
Li Daoxuan felt somewhat relieved, as if he had finally completed a development game, and touched her head like an old father.
"You have done a good job over the years and have not brought shame to your teacher."
Perhaps she still has some flaws in her behavior, such as being a little impulsive and overly kind, but the intelligence she showed in taming mountain torrents and her courage and perseverance in the face of danger are all valuable qualities.
Hearing Li Daoxuan's words, Changle's spirits perked up, his eyes actually reddened, but he turned his face away and snorted, "Master, you are sitting in Longhu Mountain, how can you know what I have done?"
There was a hint of grievance in her voice. For three whole years, her master hadn't even said a word of greeting to her. How could he treat his own disciple like that?
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and touched her head again.
"In order to prove yourself, you disguised yourself with the power of 72 transformations and joined the Bad People. In your first case, you not only saved the lives of three companions, but also successfully killed the black bear monster."
"In the second case, you made the mistake of underestimating the enemy, but you quickly corrected your mindset, found the spider demon's weakness, and burned it to death with your fire power."
Li Daoxuan talked eloquently and even recounted her experiences over the years one by one.
"In the end, you joined Zhelong because of your merits and became the only new member of Zhelong in recent years, the Queen Mother of the Nine Heavens."
After a pause, he smiled and said, "You are my only disciple. Do you really think I will leave you alone?"
Being in the mountains, fishing all over the world.
Naturally, he had to devote his attention to taking care of his only founding disciple , but what made him happy was that Changle had almost relied on himself over the years and had grown rapidly.
Changle's eyes turned red again, but this time it was not because of grievance, but because of being touched.
It turns out that the master has always been by her side!
"By the way, where is Xiaotian? Why can't I see him?"
Seeing that she was about to cry again, Li Daoxuan quickly changed the subject.
Hearing this question, Changle's face suddenly showed surprise, and he asked: "Master, didn't Xiaotian come back to you?"
Li Daoxuan paused for a moment, frowned and said, "Xiaotian never came to me, and I never called him back."
He originally sent Xiaotian to Changle's side and told him not to return to Longhu Mountain without his order.
Although it has a somewhat flamboyant personality, it will never be careless about the things it has assigned.
"Tell me what happened in detail."
Li Daoxuan had already noticed something was wrong.
Changle did not dare to delay and quickly explained Xiaotian's matter.
"Master, just three days ago, I saw a monster appear near Langzhong through the compass of the Zhoutian Xingdou Great Array, so I brought Xiaotian here. But halfway through, Xiaotian suddenly became very excited, shouted "Master" loudly, and then ran wildly to the east."
"It was a late-stage Yin God, much faster than me. I chased it for a while, but soon lost it."
Changle asked doubtfully, "I thought it saw you and wanted to find you."
After all, Xiaotian has always called her master "Master".
"master……"
Li Daoxuan's expression became extremely solemn because he suddenly thought of a shocking possibility.
If the master mentioned by Xiaotian is not him, could it be...
This guess was too shocking, causing ripples in his heart that he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Master, if Xiaotian doesn't go to you, who else can he go to?"
Li Daoxuan did not speak, but took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the speculation, and said: "Master will handle Xiaotian's matter. You don't need to worry about it anymore, and there is no need to investigate."
His intuition told him that this matter was of great importance and too complicated, and Changle had better not get involved.
"oh."
Changle agreed obediently. She would just do whatever her master told her to do.
"Okay, follow me to Langzhong and meet someone."
"Who are you meeting, Master?"
Changle asked curiously, when the master mentioned that person, his expression was very serious. It was obvious that the other person was very important and had a high status in the master's heart.
"My senior sister, your uncle, Taizhen."
