A Rong doesn't know what it means to fade away, to return to the original, and she doesn't know what it means to be as thin as a shadow. She just thinks that this person in front of her is really good-looking, better than any other similar person she has seen before.

Fox spirits are originally a group that pays attention to appearance. Even if they possess human skin, they will not choose those crooked people. In addition, fox spirits are good at charm, so the appearance after being possessed by fox spirits will always be different. Unconsciously change, become more handsome or pretty.

But Ah Rong has never seen a similar person who can be like this person.

She gave a small wow: "Did you use the skin of the emperor's grandson and noble?"

Otherwise how could it be so special.

"This is my original appearance." The other party said.

A Rong tilted his head: "Then why have I never seen you?"

She wasn't wary at all, after all, this person saved her, and he had the same kind of aura on him.

"I am a casual cultivator in the mountains near Shangzhou. I have been shaped by thunder disasters. I have been traveling in the mountains for hundreds of years. I passed by here. I couldn't bear to see my fellow suffer, so I came to my rescue." The other party said slowly. Xian, unlike ordinary fox spirits, A Rong believed it almost without any struggle.

Hundreds of years of cultivation, she also experienced thunder calamity, and was transformed into a human form by the essence of heaven and earth. It's not that she has never heard of similar legends, but she never thought that there are such fox cultivators in the world. I don't know how much higher the fox spirit is, it can be called the ancestor of the fox spirit!

A Rong looked admiring, and saluted respectfully: "A Rong pays respects to senior."

Jiufang Changming was unpredictable, with a smile that was not a smile, he accepted her gift safely, and his demeanor made Arong believe the other party's words even more.

"May I ask what the old man's name is?"

Chang Ming paused for a moment, "Zhou can."

Arong was puzzled: "Why is your surname Zhou? Does our Fox family have a surname?"

Changming's face remained unchanged: "When I went down the mountain, I happened to see a family claiming their surname Zhou, and thought I was a lost traveler in the mountains, and they were very hospitable, so I used their surname."

Ah Rong nodded after being instructed, and asked curiously, "That's okay?"

He said nonsense: "Everything in nature has a home. What humans can do, fox spirits can do as well. Spirituality is everything."

So domineering!

Ah Rong was amazed again, she was trembling, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, because this body was weak and sick, she was injured just now, and ran wildly for her life, she fell to the side under excitement, and was about to hit the ground On the broken tiles, one hand supported her ahead of time.

"What are you guys doing in Hongluo Town?"

A ray of true energy poured in, and Ah Rong felt that the pain in his limbs and bones seemed to be soothed instantly.

But it's a little strange, she faintly felt that the true energy didn't seem to come from her own clan, but it also carried the breath of her own clan. Arong attributed it to the fact that the fox cultivators like Senior Zhou, who use the aura of heaven and earth as the medium, are naturally different from wild fox Zen like them. , soon accepted freely.

"Sister Huafan said that there is an expert here who can provide us with inner alchemy and the cultivation of living energy, as long as we obey orders."

"What are you doing? Killing people in the town?"

"Yes..." A Rong lowered his voice, "I don't want to kill people, but I have to listen to Sister Huafan, she is very kind to us."

"Who is the tall man?"

"I don't know, I've never seen him before. That man always wears a black robe, doesn't show his face, and never speaks in front of us, but Elder Sister Huafan knows him very well, so we only call him Young Master."

Black robe, without showing his face.

Chang Ming thought of Mr. An who broke into the pharmacy to fight with them. The other party was from the Yamen. Catcher Xing respected him very much. Could it be that he colluded with the fox spirit?

"Then you got Neidan?"

"I got it. I am young and inexperienced, and I got the smallest one. They said that after the work is done, they will give me a good skin, so that I can go out in the world in the future and be a real person."

Although fox spirits have some magical powers that mortals do not have, they also envy mortals who can live in the world frankly and enjoy all kinds of daily necessities that mortals have. The dream goal, many fox spirits will not be able to cross the catastrophe and cultivate human form in their whole life. They can only wear human skin or possess human body to walk in the world.

Arong Yuemo is the most unsuspecting among the fox spirits, he even spits out a red pill and shows Chang Ming his palm.

The red pill was only the size of a grain of rice, but it was not Huxiu's inner pill. Chang Ming sniffed it closely, and smelled a trace of familiar spiritual power from it.

This pill... was refined from the soul of a monk, and it should be refined into a pill after the monk's death. It was divided into many parts, and this little girl was divided into the smallest one.

Seeing that he was silent, Ah Rong couldn't help asking curiously: "Senior, is there something wrong with this pill?"

"No problem." Chang Ming withdrew his gaze, as if nothing had happened. "Why did you choose such a body?"

Ah Rong swallowed the alchemy back.

"I don't want to kill people. This little girl's family is poor, and her parents wanted to sell her for rations, but she starved to death. Not long after she died, I used it. They all laughed at me for not finding a better one, but went to pick it up." Garbage, but I, I..."

Her originally hesitant tone became more firm when she made eye contact with Chang Ming.

"I want to be the same as my predecessors, to cultivate myself to become an adult, instead of using other people's skin for the rest of my life!"

Chang Ming was silent for a moment: "This is certainly the right way, but your cultivation will become very bitter, hundreds of times and thousands of times more painful than your fellows."

A Rong nodded: "I can."

When she said I could, she seemed eager to prove herself, but she was more determined than ever before.

In Chang Ming’s memory, there seemed to be someone in front of him who said in an unwavering tone that he could—

In the mountains of swords and seas of fire, I am also willing to follow the master, and I will die without regret.

Chang Ming was a little dazed.

At that moment, many pictures seemed to flash in his mind, but they were too fast to capture.

A familiar figure slowly emerged in front of his eyes, the name was on his lips, and he almost blurted it out, but he just couldn't remember it.

That person seemed to have glanced at him, turned around and walked slowly towards Jiuchongyuan, towards that established destiny, and spent many years in it from then on, neither human nor ghost, even because of the devilish energy entering his body.

But the other party never said a word of regret.

The burning pain on the back of the hand ignited again, this time it seemed to spread sharply upwards, and soon there were dense numb pains in the heart.

Chang Ming couldn't even tell if it was the pain from the fox poison attack, or the reaction when he thought of that person.

Is that person Yun Weisi?

"Senior? Senior?"

From Ah Rong's point of view, this senior Zhou was motionless, as if he had fallen into some kind of bewilderment, but when he called out, he quickly came to his senses.

He asked A Rong: "When will you have a chance to meet that son?"

A Rong shook his head: "I don't know, usually it's Sister Huafan who calls us when something happens. Actually, I'm a little afraid of Sister Huafan. Although she is very powerful, for some reason, I'm always scared in front of her." I can't say enough..."

She suddenly stopped her voice and looked out of the house, as if she was listening attentively.

Chang Ming followed the sound and turned his head, but he couldn't hear anything.

"Sister Huafan is calling us!"