Chapter 36: Master and Disciple Fang Yuan is a fox.
Generally speaking, in the world of cultivation, there are only three situations in which thunder tribulations occur.
One is when spiritual energy overflows excessively, causing aura to expand beyond containment. At this point, the Heavenly Dao senses this and naturally brings forth calamity clouds to test the cultivator's breakthrough. This is the most common scenario for summoning thunder tribulations.
Secondly, if there are natural treasures that are too powerful and cannot be tolerated by heaven, they will also attract thunder tribulations that try to nip them in the bud.
However, ordinary people cannot possess such natural treasures at all, and the experienced cultivators have their own ways of escaping, so they are rare.
The third is what Yuan Qi and others had speculated before, the special identity of the huge stone in Yunshui Xuantian, an object of heavenly punishment.
The sleeping master's breath is still weak, but his spiritual power is full, so he will not be promoted to thunder tribulation; the natural treasures and objects of heavenly punishment that are not tolerated by the way of heaven are also destined not to be things that a sleeping person will come into contact with.
...At that time, who was beside the sleeping master?
Uncle Master Si Chun is recuperating in seclusion, and Elder Fuqiu is also struggling to shoulder the responsibility. Chu Sheng's questions are destined to remain unanswered for the time being.
Her heart sank, and although she was reluctant, Chu Sheng could not ignore the worst possibility.
"Inside the Hehuan Sect..."
An enemy appeared?
Ye Ziqing held her shoulders, interrupting Chu Sheng's complicated thoughts.
"I've thought of a way." Ye Ziqing said, he moved aside to reveal Qi An and Gui Xuan standing beside him.
"The team heading to Canglang Mountains will be assembled soon.
Although Zhongnan Dao Sect is near the Canglang Mountains, it only takes less than half a day to reach the Tianjiao List.
But if you, Xiao Sheng, were to be allowed to enter the Tianjiao Ranking without any preparation, you would be ill-prepared."
The eldest brother, who was occasionally very reliable, turned the jade pen in his hand and said so.
"So let's do some special training for the other sword cultivators, medical cultivators, formation cultivators, and..."
"Well, you guys are here. If you're planning on getting familiar with each other's moves, could you please include me?"
The leader of Zhongnan Taoist Sect appeared beside Ye Ziqing, holding the iconic Tianyan Demon-Suppressing Umbrella in his arms, without any surprise on his face.
Qi An looked at Yuan Qi, then at Ye Ziqing, who had been almost inseparable from him these days, and finally at Gui Xuan, who was staring at Chu Sheng and had completely forgotten herself...
Qi An wanted to say something but stopped himself, swallowed his words, and fell into silence.
Forget it, I'd better not ask when they got in touch...
You guys who don't practice swordsmanship have dirty hearts! You're nothing like Junior Sister Chu Sheng and I, who are so pure and straightforward!
Gui Xuan spread out her hands, her expression clear and flawless, not a trace of the rage that had nearly turned her into a vicious woman.
"Let me tell you in advance, if you feel any pain you'd better try to bear it, otherwise everyone's ears will suffer."
Chu Sheng glanced at Gui Xuan, who looked a little surprised, and noticed that this guy's cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds to the late stage of foundation building.
Chu Sheng felt that Gui Xuan's reminder was probably directed at her. After all, she knew best how capable this guy was.
"I'm ready." She took a deep breath and said seriously.
No matter what, Chu Sheng must be on the list of geniuses and win the Golden Lotus of Creation...!
On the other side, the Hehuan Sect.
Elder Fuqiu sounded only a little tired when she was communicating with Ye Ziqing, but when Chen Duoer and others who rushed back to the sect day and night saw it with their own eyes, they understood the dangers she had not mentioned.
"what happened?"
Fang Yuan stared at the devastated sect and couldn't calm down for a long time. He subconsciously returned to Elder Mo Yan's cave. Just one look at his master and his eyes turned red with grievance.
“Master…”
"Why are you crying as soon as you come back, you bastard? You are so unlucky!" The bald middle-aged man was very angry and wiped his disciple's face very rudely.
"All you do is cry all day long. No wonder you haven't been able to hook up with a single cultivator yet!"
Fang Yuan looked at Elder Mo Yan, who only had one arm left to wipe her tears, and hugged his arm and cried even harder.
"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu, Master! Who on earth hurt you?! I'm going to bite him to death!"
"...Idiot! You are a fox, not a dog! Don't bite anyone casually, do you hear me!!!"
Elder Mo Yan didn't tell him anything, but just threw Fang Yuan back to his own nest in his usual rude and tough manner, and frowned and sternly forbade Fang Yuan to leave the sect and run around freely.
"You can only leave this sect when you have cultivated to the point where a female cultivator is willing to practice dual cultivation with you!"
But many people don’t like the way I look, and Master knows it very well.
Master just didn't want Fang Yuan to go out, and Fang Yuan knew it in his heart.
Female monks always like all kinds of looks, handsome, rugged, fair, wild, and so on.
If it was just to transform in this direction, it would not be difficult for Fang Yuan.
But Fang Yuan didn't want to.
Fang Yuan is not a human being, and he is not born with the ability to walk upright or bald hair.
He was born a fox, and his tribesmen were all foxes. The foxes lived happily together and had no worries.
But Fang Yuan has awakened his spiritual intelligence. After awakening his spiritual intelligence, Fang Yuan is no longer a fox like his fellow tribesmen, but a fox demon of a higher level...
The tribesmen couldn't understand what he was saying, and Fang Yuan began to feel lonely.
Fang Yuan wanted a companion with whom he could communicate, so he began to explore the Million Mountains for new friends. Then he met Leopard Seven, who also had spiritual intelligence.
Bao Qi developed his spiritual intelligence earlier, but he was not arrogant towards Fang Yuan at all. Instead, he talked to him very peacefully and generously shared his cultivation experience with him.
"The moment I saw you, I knew you were different from other foxes," Leopard Seven said. "According to what those stinky monks said, you have talent and will become a very powerful demon in the future."
Fang Yuan didn’t understand what Bao Qi was talking about, but he was very happy that he had made a friend.
His friend said he was a little hungry and asked for permission to go hunting for food, and Fang Yuan naturally agreed.
He waited there for a long time but there was no sign of Leopard Seven. For some reason, he had a bad premonition. Fang Yuan stood up from the ground and then ran towards home based on his intuition.
He is late.
The leopard has a small appetite, but the leopard demon has a big appetite, and the owner is considerate and gives them plenty of time to eat.
So, as a guest, Leopard Seven enjoyed the food of this fox tribe that had begun to take shape with gratitude.
"Hmm? You're here, my friend!"
The agile and young leopard demon with fur as shiny as satin licked its blood-stained front paws and said to Fang Yuan happily.
"Thank you for your hospitality, I was right about you!
Although you have just awakened your spiritual intelligence and are already ridiculously strong, you not only do not bully the weaker ones of your kind, but you also share food with me. I think you are very suitable to be the leader of a demon tribe—"
Fangyuan's world is very big, and the concept of millions of mountains is far beyond the capacity of his little head. Fangyuan's world is also very small, and after it is filled with the tribesmen, there is no room for anything else.
He had never thought that there was anything wrong with Leopard Seven before. This was the friend Fang Yuan considered himself to be.
No matter what Bao Qi said or did, he would believe her and sincerely help her...
It should have been like this, but what went wrong? Fang Yuan couldn't figure it out.
Leopard Seven didn't get a response. She turned her head in confusion to look at her friend, but she only saw the blood light shining in the little fox demon's originally clear eyes.
Fang Yuan once had friends, but now Fang Yuan has no friends.
Fang Yuan once had a home, but now he has no home.
The young fox demon curled up on the ground, the heavy and cold rain soaking his fur.
The climate in the Million Mountains is complex and constantly changing, and the rainy season should be a time that fur-bearing animals should avoid.
The fox demon who had lost his clansmen had no common sense about the world of cultivation, and at this moment he foolishly exposed himself to the outside world.
But Fang Yuan didn't care.
Fang Yuan thought, if my tribesmen saw me standing outside in the rain like this, they would definitely bite my tail and drag me back to the cave!
Fang Yuan waited and waited until he was almost dying of hypothermia. He finally accepted this fact.
All of his tribesmen died under Leopard Seven's claws, and not a single one survived.
Even if Leopard Seven died... Fang Yuan lost his friends and his tribesmen, and he had nowhere to go.
"Huh? A fox?"
The bald man grabbed the little fox demon's tail and lifted it up.
After seeing the tears flowing from those eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then he held up his cold and wet body and hesitantly held it in his arms.
"If you're homeless...why not come with me?"
Fang Yuan froze, remembering what Bao Qi said about human monks being extremely cunning and often tricking demons into becoming their servants.
I remembered how my tribe threatened me when I was young, saying that if I were caught, I would turn into a fox skin...
He thought over and over in his little head, but his body honestly snuggled into the man's arms.
Such a warm place... If I die like this, the people in the clan probably won't be too sad.
The cunning human monks led the little fox demon out of the millions of mountains, into the boundless desert, and into the Hehuan Sect.
He said, "Master," the little fox demon was his disciple. From now on, you are a cultivator. You must work hard to cultivate into a human form and then embark on the supreme path. He said he would give the little fox demon a Taoist name.
He asked, "What's your name?"
The little fox demon flicked its tail, sending the chessboard and chess pieces on the table flying.
"The chessboard is square, and the chess pieces are round, so let's call it square and round!"
Elder Mo Yan said.
The little fox demon Fang Yuan has since become Fang Yuan, a disciple of the Hehuan Sect.
He has a master, a senior sister, and a new home...
He almost forgot where he came from and why he had been hiding among the crowd and practicing so hard until now.
But he recognized clearly that it was Elder Mo Yan's broken arm, and only the demon race could tear such a wound.
The demon clan took away his own people, and also forced him to lose a friend. Fang Yuan could not accept the demon clan taking anything from him again.
Fang Yuan wants to avenge his master.
Master didn't know that the demon race is always very slow in practicing the human race's skills, but if they use the demon race's methods, they will progress rapidly and make great strides every day.
Fang Yuan touched the sect's barrier. He knew that Senior Sister Gu Xuan's realm still needed to be further consolidated, and a large part of the people helping to guard the barrier were the persistent rabbit demon family.
But no rabbit demon was willing to offend those higher up in the food chain, even if Fang Yuan was just an insignificant young fox.
No one stopped him, and the little fox rushed out like an arrow.
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