Chapter 4 White-haired boy "Uh..." ...

"Well......"

A shirtless boy sat cross-legged in the bamboo forest, his expression distorted and ferocious, as if he was suffering from great pain.

Sweat rolled down his veiny forehead and strong chest like raindrops, making him look like he had been fished out of the water.

But his eyes were like sharp blades.

Just a little bit more...

But just when he was about to break through the last obstacle, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, and the spiritual energy that had gathered together completely dissipated.

Xu Fu opened his eyes helplessly.

He failed in building his foundation again.

During these three months, Xu Fu successfully climbed to the great perfection of Qi training, but when he tried to open up the Qi sea, he ended in failure.

Xu Fu went to ask Ling Fuyao, and Ling Fuyao just said that he lacked some calmness and it would be fine if he took it slowly.

After all, even though Xia Qingxue came from a noble family and was extremely talented, it still took her three years to build her own spiritual platform.

Practicing Taoism is not something that can be done quickly.

Xu Fu couldn't help but sigh softly.

Ling Fuyao was a generous master. When Xu Fu asked her for elixirs and spirit stones, she would not refuse as long as they were truly what he needed for his cultivation. She would even take the initiative to give him better treasures.

But she also had a completely laissez-faire attitude towards Xu Fu. What she believed in was that a master can only lead you to the door, but it is up to the individual to practice.

As for the white ball puppy, there was no trace of it.

Xu Fu couldn't help but reveal a bit of resentment on his face.

During these three months, no matter how many times Xu Fu asked Ling Fuyao, the other party gave him only one answer.

My brother is in seclusion and cannot see you, so please continue practicing.

Xu Fu felt extremely itchy as he couldn't see the puppy.

As long as he didn't practice, his mind would be unconsciously occupied by that fluffy white ball.

She was either eating, sleeping, or lying in my arms with her paws facing the sky and acting like a spoiled child...

Xu Fu couldn't even help but start imagining how little Baituanzi was practicing.

Does he also meditate while absorbing spiritual energy?

Can he meditate with such short legs? Would he really not roll down like a ball?

When a puppy breathes in and out spiritual energy, will it also stick out its tongue?

Thinking of the cute look of Baituanzi, Xu Fu couldn't help but reveal a very strange smile.

"What are you thinking about? You look so disgusting when you smile." A disgusted voice sounded above Xu Fu's head, breaking his fantasy.

Xu Fu looked up subconsciously, but the moment he saw the man's face, he held his breath.

The reason is simple: the person opposite is just too good-looking.

He had long, fluffy, soft hair like snow, which fell softly and naturally on his shoulders. It looked like the fur of some animal, and Xu Fu felt his hands itchy just by looking at it.

I really want to touch it!

Looking down, Xu Fu discovered that the boy actually had a pair of rare light blue eyes, like winter ice, or the light blue in the morning sky.

The boy's eyes are almond-shaped. Such a round and soft eye shape makes the originally arrogant boy look a little well-behaved. His eyes are like clear lake water, clean and clear. The boy's nose is high, but the tip of the nose is round and small. His peach-pink lips are slightly turned down, and there is a beauty mole at the corner of his mouth, which adds a unique charm to him.

Xu Fu looked at the face of the young man in front of him again somewhat impolitely, only to realize that the person opposite him might be a little older than he imagined.

The face, which still had a little baby fat and unclear contours, gave off a boyish vibe, but upon closer inspection, the person in front of him seemed to have entered the ranks of young adults.

The white-haired boy was sitting on the tree at this time, swinging his feet boredly, holding his chin and pouting. He had a high ponytail, but because his hair was too fluffy and thick, it was slightly parted at the top, and when he shook his head, his hair looked like the ears of a lop-eared rabbit.

Xu Fu swallowed.

He really wanted to touch the ponytail of the boy opposite him!

"What are you looking at?" The young man's expression became even more disgusted. He jumped down from the tree, jumped to Xu Fu's side, and walked around him: "Are you building your foundation?"

Xu Fu nodded honestly: "Yes."

"Oh, it looks like you've failed many times."

The boy's comment hit the nail on the head, but Xu Fu felt like an arrow had stabbed him in the heart.

Lies don't hurt, only the truth does.

At this moment, Xu Fu felt the boy suddenly get close to his body, and even his fluffy hair fell on his bare shoulders.

"Don't move." As he said that, a white, cold hand gently pressed on Xu Fu's back.

Xu Fu's face turned red instantly.

He is a man who is very tactful in dealing with others. To put it bluntly, he is a little too cold.

In his past and present lives, very few people had ever gotten so close to him, let alone suddenly touched his back.

Just when Xu Fu wanted to say something to ease the embarrassment, he felt a sharp pain in his back.

"Ahhhh!" Xu Fu thought of himself as a person who could endure pain very well, but at that moment, he still screamed in pain and his body unconsciously dodged forward.

The white-haired boy did not stop him, but just said coldly: "Don't move!"

His voice was not loud, nor was it harsh, but Xu Fu instantly calmed down and sat obediently in front of the boy.

The spiritual energy flowed into Xu Fu's body through the young man's hand, cleansing the impurities in his meridians and straightening out the meridians that had become messy due to Xu Fu's rapid advancement.

It was very painful, but when Xu Fu was in unbearable pain, the boy's hand would gently stroke his back twice to comfort him.

No one knew what tricks the young man had used, but with just a light touch, the pain from unblocking his meridians was instantly relieved by more than half, and Xu Fu was even able to focus on feeling the touch of the young man's hair falling on his body.

It's furry, soft, fluffy...and very comfortable.

The young man also had a faint fragrance on his body, like the scent of flowers, but also not, very light, so faint that Xu Fu couldn't quite smell it.

But the fragrance existed, like the tail of a small animal, tickling Xu Fu's heart again and again, preventing him from completely catching it, yet not leaving completely.

"Alright." The young man's voice pulled Xu Fu back from that strange state: "You advanced too quickly and absorbed too much spiritual energy, which led to the stagnation of meridians and too many impurities. I have helped you sort it out now."

"Thank you." Xu Fu's voice was very low and he seemed a little embarrassed.

“No need.” The young man looked at his expression and couldn’t help but roll his eyes behind his back: “But you can’t build your foundation right away. Really, you don’t understand the principle of being impatient and unable to eat hot tofu.”

"good."

When the young man heard Xu Fu's answer, he seemed a little angry again.

His cheeks puffed up, his pretty little face wrinkled into a small bun, and he looked at Xu Fu with his delicate eyebrows frowned.

Unfortunately, Xu Fu didn't understand why he was angry at all, and his hands started to itch again.

Xu Fu really wanted to poke the chubby face of the boy opposite him.

"Don't even think about it." The young man noticed his thoughts, his eyes widened, and he glared at Xu Fu fiercely.

Xu Fu looked at the boy innocently, as if he had never thought of poking the boy in the face: "I'll do as you say."

Seeing the well-behaved junior brother in front of him, Mo Beixing was so angry that he couldn't vent it. He could only bite his lip and sulk by himself.

Mo Beixing is not a human being. His true form is a white puppy whose breed no one has yet identified.

He had a high talent for cultivation, and his body could absorb spiritual energy on its own even when he was sleeping. As for comprehending and learning the exercises, it was even easier for him.

Thus, in just a hundred years, Mo Beixing reached the state of Nascent Soul Great Perfection and became the eldest senior brother of Qingyuan Sect.

Such a speed of cultivation was so terrifying that people in Qingyuan Sect did not believe that Mo Beixing was just an ordinary little dog. They thought that he was just in his childhood, which was why he looked so cute and harmless, round and chubby like a cotton candy.

When Mo Beixing grows up, he will definitely become majestic.

Unfortunately, no matter how many years have passed, even though Mo Beixing has grown from the little pink ball who used to curl up in Ling Fuyao's arms and sob and call him "Master" into a handsome young man, his essence has not changed at all, and he is still a pretty and harmless puppy.

Since it was impossible to guess Mo Beixing's identity from his original body, the elders of Qingyuan Sect asked Mo Beixing about his memory.

But Mo Beixing couldn't explain it.

He has been with Ling Fuyao ever since he could remember, so he has no memory of anything that happened before this.

As for Ling Fuyao? Although she was the one who picked up Mo Beixing, she was also confused about Mo Beixing's identity.

"At that time, I really just thought this little puppy was very cute, so I picked it up and raised it." Ling Fuyao touched Mo Beixing's head and complained: "At that time, you had no spiritual power at all, and I thought you were really a dog. I wondered why this poor little thing was abandoned by its mother at birth, so I thought of picking you up and raising you well..."

"How can a dog run into the secret realm?" Mo Beixing barked. "You have to spend a lot of effort to fly there, so how can a dog fly there and give birth to puppies there?"

Ling Fuyao felt guilty: "I didn't think much about it at that time..."

You think too little!

In addition to his true form, there is another thing that seems to reveal Mo Beixing's identity - he cannot maintain his human form for three days every three years. Not only can he not maintain his human form, his mental state will also decline, as if he has really turned into a puppy.

This situation usually only happens to small demons that have just cultivated into human form, but it will never happen to big demons, especially those that have reached the Nascent Soul stage.

But this clue couldn't help Mo Beixing find his own identity. It even caused him a lot of trouble because he turned into a stupid puppy during those days.

In order to prevent this silly little dog from being kidnapped and stewed into dog meat, Ling Fuyao held Mo Beixing in her arms during those three days. Wherever she went, Mo Beixing followed her.

Mo Beixing knew very well that he had just become stupider during those three days, not changed his sex.

He was never a good little dog, and he would only become more naughty after becoming stupid. Not to mention being intimate with a boy he had just met, allowing him to kiss and touch him, and considering himself in a good mood if he didn't leave a tattoo of teeth marks on his hand, he would be in a good mood.

Damn... Damn...

Thinking of what happened during those days, Mo Beixing's face turned red again.