Looking back over the wall.

Wake up the old temple owner and ask him to help take care of the little fox.

Then, quickly change clothes and wash up.

Jiang Shouzheng has no mysophobia, but it is really dirty.

During these years of martial arts training and cultivation, although he felt that he had not made much progress, his five senses had improved a lot.

There was a pungent, choking smell of urine along the way.

It was really hard for him.

Wash it three times before and after, and the soap will be reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He usually uses it sparingly.

Then, wash the clothes and hang them up.

Put on a clean robe and take a deep breath.

The cool mountain breeze, accompanied by the fragrance of vegetation, is extremely comfortable.

Go back to the quiet room.

"Where did you pick up this spiritual beast?"

The little fox narrowed his eyes when the old viewer touched his head and scratched his chin.

Jiang Shouzheng cupped his hands and recounted everything he had seen and heard tonight in detail.

After listening, the old viewer was silent for a long time.

"The phenomenon before death should be to sacrifice life so that this little fox can be born."

"These days, it's very difficult for a pure monster to transform into another form."

"The fox demon you are talking about must be a spirit beast that has transformed into a demon."

The demonization of spiritual beasts is new knowledge to Jiang Shouzheng.

It's not mentioned in the book.

"To put it simply, it is a spiritual beast that is close to humans. Because of negative and dark energy such as hatred, anger, and resentment, it becomes a monster."

Jiang Shouzheng nodded.

"You understand?"

"Looking back to the master, I understand. After the fox demon's soul was broken, I collected its soul, read some of its memories, and then, it was transcended."

"You gathered the broken souls of the dead?"

The old patron doesn't care at all about saving the souls of the dead.

Gathering the broken souls of the dead is his focus.

Isn't it irreversible to lose one's soul?

"Back to the viewer, yes, after I saw the fox demon's soul shattered, I wanted to understand the cause and effect, so I put it back together, just like putting it together a jigsaw puzzle. However, after I put it together, the memory was not the same.

If there are too many, it has become a pure dead soul. There is no way, so the disciple has no choice but to transcend it."

Jiang Shouzheng looked like he was taking it for granted.

Oh, puzzle.

"How long did it take you to fight for your soul?"

"It should be seventeen seconds." Jiang Shouzheng recalled it and gave an estimate.

"Eh!"

The old temple master sighed, what happened to the disciple I picked up?

Forget it, let him develop freely.

You will know it once you see it, and you will understand it once you teach it.

It’s the same when practicing martial arts, and it’s the same when practicing.

The magic power he gained from practicing on the first night three years ago directly destroyed the low-grade silver needle magic weapon passed down in the temple.

In all his travels over the years, he has never seen such a monster.

But fortunately, I knocked down the tree with my palm and deceived this apprentice.

If not for the night before, a gap was cut at the root of the tree...

Jiang Shouzheng was very familiar with this sigh.

That year, when he asked about his qualifications, the old connoisseur also sighed in the same way.

Does this mean that I am fighting too slowly?

After thinking about it, it's right.

It's indeed a bit slow.

The assembled fox demon soul is missing a tail.

Moreover, the memory is incomplete.

Next time, if something like this happens again.

It should be faster.

Put it together before the memory fades!

We can’t let the viewers down like this!

Jiang Shouzheng recovered his lost mood and talked about the memory fragments he saw.

It was winter, with heavy snow.

Two white foxes are playing in the mountains.

Phew~

After a burst of wind, a white fox was pierced by a sharp arrow and nailed to the snow.

Phew~

Another sharp arrow, using the cover of snowflakes, grazed the hind leg of another white fox.

A whine.

The living white fox left in a hurry.

The snow was heavy, covering its tracks.

night.

Next to a small wooden house in the mountains, a group of people gathered around a bonfire.

"Boss, that's awesome! I hunted another white fox!"

"Hahaha, good luck, once I change the money, I'll treat you guys to a drink!"

"good!"

Everyone raised their glasses and clinked their glasses.

Drink, brag, talk about women, talk about children...

No one noticed that a pure white fox buried itself in the snow.

Red eyes, watching.

After remembering their faces one by one, leave.

At the door, the body of its partner and lover was thrown away like garbage.

It has no snow-white fur, only flesh and blood.

After listening to Jiang Shouzheng's words, the old temple owner sighed: "Without buying and selling, there is no killing."

Jiang Shouzheng also nodded in agreement.

"Chirp~"

The little fox being held by the old patron screamed.

"She must be hungry. It just so happens that there is still some chicken left. Let it eat."

"Master, can it eat meat right after it is born?"

"It doesn't matter, this is a spiritual beast, not an ordinary beast."

Take out a chicken leg from the pot.

The little fox pounced on him and hugged him.

The chicken legs disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bones are very clean, leaving no trace of soup.
To be continued...