Chapter 47:

Yuan Xiang'er recognized it, and suddenly remembered that this was the little fox in his childhood hometown. At that time, I was a rare three-girl in the Yuan family, often running wild in the ground, Tian Gengdi often encountered some little fairies playing in the world.
At that time, this little fox mostly appeared as a half-demon-shaped little boy, so Yuan Xiang'er didn't recognize him for a while.
Before going out, Yuan Xiang'er Yang Yunniang sewed an easy-to-carry backpack from animal skins. The sound of horse hooves in the forest was getting closer, Yuan Xiang'er hurriedly opened the backpack, took out a few debris from it, and hid the injured little fox inside.
I would hide it, and I saw a cluster of people and horses galloping out from the depths of the forest, one by one, each with a brocade hat and a sable fur, holding a bow and saber, flying fish bags with feather clusters in them, and a prey tied behind the saddle.
A young man surrounded the crowd, wearing a brocade robe with heavy lotus flowers and small sleeves, a double-tailed snake scale belt tied around his waist, a black gauze basil tied at the sideburns, a ribbon fluttering, a dog on the left, a goshawk on the right, flying The eyebrows enter the temples, the jade face is frosty, and the look is extraordinary.
These people stopped the horses, and someone rushed to Yuan Xiang'er and Nan He and asked, "Have you ever seen a wounded fox pass by?"
Yuan Xiang'er shook her head blankly, with a sincere expression on her face.
But the man among them was unmoved. He frowned and looked at Yuan Xianger for a moment, then spoke lightly, "Open the package on your back and take a look."
Yuan Xiang'er guarded the backpack with a look of alert, "Are you the mountain bandits of the robbery?"
The group of people sneered,
A companion who opened the way came forward to persuade, "The little lady said, "This is the master of Dongxuanjiao, and they all come to Kyoto Kagura Palace. You must not be rude, just open your baggage quickly, and I will wait for inspection. I will pay you back later."
Yuan Xiang'er disagreed: "No, in the wilderness, a group of you suddenly ran out, so why don't you turn over my burden?"
"There is no need to talk to her. I noticed the fluctuation of spiritual power. Obviously there is a little fairy hidden. Bring that baggage." The man in the heavy lotus brocade had a harsh tone.
As soon as this sentence landed, Yuan Xianger’s head came out of the backpack on Yuan Xiang’er’s back in full view. The cat meowed at the crowd rather unhappily and squatted on Yuan Xiang’er’s shoulder. A faint red mark flashed across his eyebrows.
"Apostle? Isn't that an apostle? Spirit power fluctuations are transmitted from him?"
"Such a little girl turned out to be a fellow, and she almost missed her."
"A disciple of which sect, can you tell? I just walked around at this age."
Several warlocks in brocade robes in the crowd began to whisper. They weren't like the group of casual practitioners in Zhou Deyun's home making a fuss about having apostles, but most of them lamented that Yuan Xianger's age was allowed to walk out of the rivers and lakes.
"It turned out to be a Taoist friend." The man in the middle hesitated for a moment, and stretched out his hand to give a ceremonial ceremony. "Under the head of Xia Nai Dong Xuanjiao, the real man Miao Dao sits down with his disciples, and dare to ask the Taoist friend where is the immortal township? "
Dongxuan Sect is worshipped as the state religion, revered by the emperor, the disciples in the door are distinguished, and their cultivation is extraordinary. They are the center of people's pursuit wherever they go. Naturally, all of them have a haughty temper.
This Yun Xuan was accepted as a direct disciple by Master Miao Dao at a young age, and he had a cold and arrogant aura from his bones. It's just that now I'm ordered by my teacher to take you younger brothers out, and I have to restrain my temper, and it's not good to clash with people from other schools for no reason.
So he reported to his family and asked politely, thinking that no matter which school the girl came from, she wouldn't fail to give them such a small face of Dongxuanjiao and embarrass them for a little fox.
Yuan Xianger shook her head: "Sorry, I don't know you. If there is nothing wrong, I will leave first."
She has already seen clearly that there are many dead "prey" hung on the horses of these people. Obviously they are some little fairies that turn into their bodies after death, some have their limbs cut off, and some have their inner alchemy. , Bloody and terrible.
Yuan Xianger occasionally heard of people living together in the world, because of different races, they often kill each other in order to survive. But Yuan Xianger had lived comfortably in Queqiu for so many years and could not understand this hatred. This little fox was her playmate in her childhood, crawling across the wall to share fruit together. Yuan Xiang'er had feelings for him, and it was impossible to pass him into the hands of the "hunters" and let them peel and divide the body. This is like if humans hunt animals for food and clothing, she thinks it should be, but if someone wants to touch her pets that she has raised since childhood, it is absolutely impossible.
"Friends do not want to open up the burden, is it a guilty conscience?" Yun Xuan raised his arm to block her way. "In recent years, there have been many demons in the area from Jingxi to Ezhou that have caused harm to the world. A fox demon, after pursuing it so far, he suddenly broke his track. If it wasn't for the Daoist to hide, what would explain it?"
After he said this sentence, the eyes of the goshawk on his shoulders lit up with yellow light, accompanied by a stern roar, spreading its wings in the air, and its sharp claws grabbed the backpack on Yuan Xiang'er's back.
Yuan Xiang'er was about to sacrifice the Fulu, and Nan He's back was in front of him. His eyes lit up with cold stars, one hand was behind him, only one arm was raised, and his five fingers volleyed.
The flying goshawk screamed and fell to the ground, fluttering feathers. On the spot, she turned into a woman with brown wings, and limped back behind Xuan Yun.
"Demon? He is a monster."
"What kind, I can't tell."
"It doesn't matter what kind of him it is, let's catch it."
The warlocks of Dongxuan Sect were all looking calm.
"You go back first." Nan He turned his face and said to Yuan Xianger.
Xuan Yun's expression cooled, he raised his hand slightly, and gently hooked his finger.
Around Nanhe, each of the gossip positions quickly stood on a sorcerer. They surrounded Nanhe's hands to conclude the magic, offering a talisman in twos, and the four golden charms slowly rose into the sky, faintly forming a magic circle. .
This formation Nanhe is still very familiar with, it is the four-pillar heavenly array that Yuan Xianger used to trap the dandy with him.
Nan He snorted coldly, not to mention that his current strength is far better than that of the time. He said that the eight people were in formation together, their movements were slow, and they kept singing. He casually broke a gap, and this formation was impossible. It was impossible. Just trap him.
Before Nan He made a move, he heard Yuan Xianger’s unhappy voice.
"Eight bullying my Xiaonan and one shameless."
Suddenly countless fireballs of different sizes fell in the sky, crackling and slamming their brains on the mages in the formation, suddenly burning them in a frenzy, and they were busy extinguishing the flames on their bodies. Has dissipated invisible.
"I don't know what is good or bad, where do you come from?" Yun Xuan frowned. Although this person also uses Taoism, he doesn't pay attention to the rules of Taoism. Curse, spreading talisman without money all over the sky, is almost a way of getting rich.
What is even more strange is that he has read various spells, but he can't see where this dense and powerful attack spell comes from.
He carefully held a silver talisman in his hand, silently chanted the law, and displayed the talisman to the air, and the silver talisman had runes flowing, and a red divine bird phoenix appeared in the air.
This was the first time Yuan Xiang'er had fought with a human warlock with real swords and spears. After half a beat, she realized that the phantom of the fire phoenix appeared. Her master, Yu Yao, did not systematically teach the spells she used for fighting, and most of the spells she learned were from Yu Yao's study. I don't know how Master did it. In his study, he randomly placed the secrets and techniques of various schools and schools. Of course, the most important one is the Taoism of the Dongxuan School, which is known as the world's largest school.
Therefore, many practical techniques that Yuan Xianger learned came from the Dongxuan school, such as the magic bird rune in front of her, she was also very handy.
Yuan Xianger raised his hand and produced a yellow talisman. The rune came first, and an identical fire phoenix appeared in the air instantly. The two divine birds screamed together, each ejecting a huge fireball, which canceled each other in the air. The turbulent heat wave lifted off the floor, bashing everyone present.
Yun Xuan raised his sleeves to block the heat wave, waved his sleeves away from the clouds, and was surprised to see that the little girl opposite was still looking at him with a smile.
He has been worshipped by his master since he was a child, and he became famous when he was young, and he rarely failed when fighting the law. He is already a leader among the younger generation of Taoism. But he knew in his heart that his opponent had just lost the match, which seemed to be a tie.
His first hand, chanting amulets, offering a middle-level silver amulet, while the other party did not chant, but casually offered ordinary talismans. He didn't even use this secret technique, but deliberately used the same talisman like him. The magic of Dongxuan school easily offset his divine bird rune.
Why is this woman sacred? Yun Xuan was surprised and suspicious, so talented, why she was so unknown.
Yun Xuan quietly said to the people around him, "Invite Dharma tools and invite Dushuo."
The disciple behind him nodded and walked away.
There was a sound of iron cables colliding, and a cold mist on the ground extinguished the flames that had just filled the ground. A tall man walked out of the mist. He had long black hair, pale skin, thin eyebrows and long eyes. Hidden cash light, thin lips are thick black ink. It is both horrible and beautiful, like a ghost in the world, and like a descending.
It is shocking that his body is wrapped with heavy iron chains like the mouth of a bowl. Those iron ropes not only caught his arms and feet, but also penetrated his body from his shoulders. The heavy chains were densely packed. Engraved with dark red runes, he creaked when he walked, but the man named Dushuo moved freely, as if he was not at all restricted by the shackles that passed through his body like this. He didn't even show half of pain, cold. Speaking to Yun Xuan coldly, "What's the matter?"
"Take that monster." Yun Xuan pointed to Nan He and issued an order.
Du Shuo raised his eyes and glanced at Nan He on the opposite side, and raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Sirius, it's rare."
He casually lifted a pale finger, and the bloodless finger had dark nails. He pointed at Nan He with that hand.
Nan He intuitively felt dangerous the moment he shot. He closed his hands and clenched his fists, staggered to protect his head, his body had been rushed out ten meters by a huge force, and he staggered for several steps before he could barely stabilize his figure.
"It turns out there is only a little wolf." Du Shuo chuckled lightly, "Poor, let me play with you."
He moved his shackled wrist, the skin of his fingers was as white as paper, his short nails were pitch black, and his bloodless fingers pinched a strange technique.
The ground at the foot of Nanhe suddenly began to sink, as if an invisible force field appeared in the air, and even the solid ground was crushed into a shallow circular pit. Nan He leaped high to avoid him, and the ubiquitous spatial force field kept appearing beside him, he could only dodge back and forth in the Maolin at the fastest speed.
Pieces of tall trees roared to the ground under the heavy pressure, and Nan He's hair crown was lost in the battle. A long silver hair turned into flowing stars and dragged behind him, leaving little phantoms along the way.
"The power of crossing the Shuo is the power of space. Except for Haohan next to the teacher, I have never seen that demon be his opponent." Yun Xuan felt that his face was restored, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, carrying so many juniors. In front of the accompanying samurai sent by local officials, it would be a shame to lose to such a little girl.
But his smile quickly solidified on his face, and the blue sky did not know when a round mouth was missing, stars appeared in the day, and the star power in the sky fell like a meteor. The rumblings all fell on Du Su’s body, raising smoke and dust in the sky. .
After the smoke dissipated, Dushuo's embarrassed figure was revealed, his straight long hair was messy, and the robes draped over his body also opened the neckline, revealing the hideous chains that had penetrated into his body. He was even smashed into the ground.
Dushuo retracted his shackled arm on top of his head, and pulled out his feet that were stuck in the ground. His narrow eyes were narrowed, and his face was faintly angry.
"The little wolf who hasn't completely passed the skeletal phase can actually arouse the power of the stars. It made me think about it seriously."
His five fingers tightened suddenly.
The air in all directions of Nanhe's foothold was compressed, and the ground instantly collapsed into a huge pothole with a very wide area. Even the many horses parked far away were frightened, raised their front hoofs and neighed, and began to run away uncontrollably. The scene suddenly became chaotic.
But in the center of the pothole, there was a round ground left intact, and the silver-haired man squatted peacefully, his fighting spirit steaming in his eyes.
Du Shuo frowned.
He saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old human girl standing beside the Sirius man.
The girl put a hand on the shoulder of the man in front of her, and stared at him unconcernedly.
Surrounding them is a transparent spherical magic circle, and two small fishes, one black and one red, are swimming around the magic circle.
"Pisces formation? Kunpeng?" Du Shuo suddenly laughed, then laughed again, as if thinking of something funny, he covered his face with one hand and raised his head and laughed a few times, "Kunpeng, he even left this formation. in the world."
Then he put down his hands, spread the clanking shackles on his hands, and sat down on the ground, "No way, I can't deal with these two people."
Yun Xuan approached his side and whispered: "Dusu, you promised Master to listen to my orders all the way and never perfunctory."
Du Su raised his eyebrows indifferently, "I didn't perfuse you, I can't break that formation. You just called your master to come, so I can only say that."
Yun Xuan hesitantly looked at Yuan Xiang'er and Nan He not far away, and the younger brother behind him quietly advised.
"Forget it, brother, it's just a trivial little fox. Even if you run away, it will be fine."
"Are we making a noise too much? Let's forget it."
Just now, the battle leveled a small hill, and it was too much to make a move. This is an official road, and many people who come and go stop their carts and horses, watching in horror.
Yun Xuan took a few breaths and suppressed his eagerness to win. This time he went out to destroy the demons. The master ordered him to lead the team and gave him the powerful apostles around him to drive him. He was very energetic, thinking about descending demons all the way, singing and advancing vigorously, but fortunately, he made a name for himself. Unexpectedly, he had just walked out of Kyoto not far from the road, and encountered such a setback, unavoidably extinguishing his over-expansion mentality.
"This fellow Taoist, nowadays monsters do harm to the world. Since you and I are fellow people, we should know that killing demons and slaying demons is my own responsibility, and you will certainly not shield and hide a little fox demon." Yun Xuan raised his breath. Loudly said to him, "Today you and I will learn from each other. If you click until you finish, then we will leave."
After he finished speaking, no matter how Yuan Xianger reacted, he turned around and left with a group of people.
After staying in a mess after the war.
Zhou Deyun and his party carefully approached from a distance in the carriage.
Zhou Deyun looked at the fallen trees in the valley, the cracked ground, and the patches of potholes in the road, without being speechless.
"My sister-in-law, grandma, what's the trouble?"
"Those people seem to be from Kyoto." Qiu Yueming also drove around and said, looking at the back of those people.
"Do you recognize them?" Yuan Xianger asked.
Qiu Yueming glanced at Yuan Xiang'er strangely. He didn't understand why her "practitioner" hadn't understood the common sense of the world.
But he still patiently explained to Yuan Xianger,
In today’s world, there is a mixture of humans and demons, and there are many practitioners of magic. Among them, they are mostly divided into two types of propositions and escape from the world. Take the two major Taoist schools, Dongxuan Sect and Qingyi Sect as examples. To kill demons and eliminate demons, to protect the environment and the people is his responsibility, to be respected by the emperor, and worship as the state religion. The Qingyi Sect lives deep in the Kunlun Mountains, avoiding the world and practicing, and the spiritual practitioners in the religion see the beginning and end of the dragon, and there are only accidental legends in the folk.
"Only disciples under the master Miaodao, Master Dongxuan, are qualified to wear this heavy lotus pattern and beautifully embroidered robe. That Yunxuan is famous in Kyoto. Although I am far away from the Great Wall, I also hear about it from time to time, so I know They are from Kyoto." Qiu Yueming said.
Yuan Xiang'er nodded. Now she doesn't care about these sects who like to show off or like quiet, but only care about the injuries of the little fox in the backpack.
She climbed onto the vehicle specially prepared by Zhou Deyun for her, opened the backpack, and the little fox in the bag limped out and became the little boy ten years ago. He looked almost the same as ten years ago. Generally there is no change, except that the original white and plump face has lost a lot of weight, with stains and blood stains on his head, a pair of ears drooped on his head, a fluffy golden tail is dragged behind him, and a half is left on his back. Only the broken arrow feathers looked at Yuan Xiang'er with tears and her mouth deflated.
Yuan Xianger untied his clothes and inspected his injuries, only to see that the sharp arrow was embedded in the small shoulder, looking very hideous. Yuan Xiang'er held the sterilized blade in one hand and gauze in the other. Facing the arrow that was half broken, she felt a little bit helpless.
"I'm coming." Nan He took the arrow handle from Yuan Xiang'er. He pressed the back neck of the little fox with one hand, and cut through the skin with a sharp knife along the arrow. Without hesitation, he pulled out the sharp arrow, and then covered it with the wound medicine. The gauze pressed tightly to the wound, and the whole process took only a second or two.
The little fox didn't say a word, but just lay on Yuan Xiang'er's knees, pouting with tears in his eyes, and the fox tail swept back and forth behind him.
Wu Yuan was taken aback, and her two paws covered her eyes and hid behind Yuan Xiang'er, afraid to look.
This looks really painful,
"Why did you get here? Why are those people chasing you?" Yuan Xianger touched the head of the poor little fox. "By the way, I have never asked, what is your name?"
"My last name is Hu, and my name is Saburo. Xianger calls me Saburo."