"Later, I met him..."

Hu Qin'er said unreservedly what happened in the past few years. Wangchuan was stunned when he heard it. He found that he fell in love with the bizarre world of cultivation.

After leaving the demon world, Hu Qin'er experienced many experiences. She was chased by disciples of the cultivation sect and surrounded and suppressed by those casual cultivators, but they were all resolved by her. Perhaps she was free and determined to leave the demon world and come to Hongnong City. All of this seemed to be arranged. Fate was like an invisible hand, quietly driving the occurrence and end of everything behind her.

At that time, Hu Qin'er was seriously injured and could no longer maintain her body. She turned into a fox and happened to be rescued by Li Xiuyuan, the owner of the house.

Li Xiuyuan's family is well-off. Although he is an ordinary mortal, he has poetry and books. Like all the literati and poets, he likes to go to elegant fireworks, make friends with a group of poetry, dance and write, listen to music and drink, and have fun. After drinking for three rounds, he had some disputes with a friend from another country, and got up and left the venue in a lack of interest. Through the streets and alleys, he happened to meet the fox Qiner who was seriously injured and came to Hongnong City. Seeing that the little fox looked extremely cute, he took him home and took him home to take good care of him. The little fox also avoided the enemy's pursuit.

Perhaps it was because of the jealous talent that Li Xiuyuan suddenly fell seriously ill a month ago and fell to the ground. Hu Qin'er, who was originally recovering from her carefree injury, found that the yang energy in Li Xiuyuan's body was passing rapidly. She was shocked and tried various methods but could not cure Li Xiuyuan's disease. However, she could not watch the death of her life-saving benefactor. After several hesitation and thinking, she finally chose a means such as Yang Qi extending her life, which is contrary to the harmony of the Heavenly Dao people. However, she found that the speed of Yang Qi extending her life was far from keeping up with the speed of Li Xiuyuan's physical strength Yang Qi flowing.

To extend the yang energy to the patient, the yang energy of 7749 people needs to be transferred to the patient, and it takes seven months to extend the patient's life for ten years. Such means that violate the law of heaven are not forced to the point of desperate situation, and practitioners will never use it. Because it is necessary to harm the lives of 49 people, such cause and effect cannot be endured by ordinary practitioners.

Cause and effect, all things in the world have their beginnings and ends, and everything follows the cycle of cause and effect. When a person commits sins, he will be punished, either descending on his relatives, or descending on himself, or rectifying in the underworld when he dies. The sins will be thrust into the eighteen levels of hell by the underworld and suffer all the sufferings. Or he will choose one of the six paths to suffer the pain of reincarnation to redeem the sins of the previous life.

For practitioners, the price they pay is higher, which will not only affect the practitioner's response to the laws of heaven and earth, but also affect their cultivation level. Especially for the heavenly tribulation encountered when the realm is broken, the deeper the sins, the heavier the heavenly tribulation. Cultivators who pursue immortality generally choose to practice in hidden worlds to avoid cause and effect.

Therefore, monks attach great importance to cause and effect. Although the cultivation world has different names, they all attach great importance to it. They even take the initiative to make good causes and practice good deeds, which means affecting a person's luck in life. As the saying goes, one life, two fortunes, three Feng Shui, four accumulations of merits, five readings, six choices of careers, seven choices of spouses, eight noble people, nine health preservation. Each person's past and present lives has his own life trajectory, that is, fate. However, there is a line left in the way of heaven and variables to ascend to the throne. If people can cultivate more luck, then the life trajectory will change.

This is true for Li Xiuyuan. If he had not saved the little fox, he would not have lived for more than a month, until the old Taoist priest took action to extend his life for two more days, and he could recover his spiritual consciousness, which was no different from that of ordinary people.

The demon clan is more sensitive to spiritual energy than ordinary people. When Wangchuan entered Hongnong City, Hu Qin'er had already sensed the extremely abundant yang energy that extraordinary people could have on him. Hu Qin'er was naturally very surprised. If Wangchuan's spiritual energy coefficient could be transferred to Li Xiuyuan, then his will definitely be relieved after all, so that she can have more time to save Li Xiuyuan's yang energy, but she did not expect that all this would be futile.

That night, she fainted Wangchuan and took him out of Fulai Inn. Unexpectedly, she met an old Taoist priest. The old Taoist priest was intimidated. She felt that her soul was about to fly out of her body. She knew that the old Taoist priest was not easy to mess with, so she let go of Wangchuan and ran away. In fact, when she took Wangchuan away from Fulai Inn, she was in trouble. The people she had hurt before were not good people, and Wangchuan was different from those. He was very sincere and kind, which made her feel a silhouette. Moreover, she felt a very familiar aura from Wangchuan, and it appeared and disappeared.

Wangchuan knew everything that happened later. He felt that there were too many coincidences in everything, as if it had been arranged before. He understood a little why the old Taoist priest scolded him, and all this seemed to be really related to him. If he did not meddle in other people's business along the way and came to Hongnong City early, perhaps the old Taoist priest would appear earlier, then more people would not die in vain, and Li Xiuyuan would not have lost his last chance.

"Qin'er...I..." Wangchuan said with some remorse. If he knew that he would affect the occurrence of many things, he would definitely come to Hongnong early.

Hu Qin'er smiled slightly and told all the secrets buried in her heart. She felt relieved, "Brother Wangchuan, you can't blame me."

"Qin'er, have you found the Demon King? What are your plans next?"

"The reason why Qin'er came to Hongnong was because she felt the aura of the demon king in Yongzhou. Now Qin'er is more convinced that the demon king is..."

Before Hu Qin'er finished speaking, she heard the old Taoist priest coughing twice, "Boy, you still don't know what the Demon King is doing, otherwise it will cause trouble. Just your tiny little trick is not enough for those who have ulterior motives to drink a pot. Girl, let me tell you what your plans are next."

"Yes, Brother Wangchuan's current cultivation level is better." Hu Qin'er glanced at the old Taoist priest and continued, "Qin'er, I don't know what plans should be made next. Maybe he will stay here, maybe he will go out to find some practice techniques suitable for the demon clan, and maybe he will return to the demon world."

Wangchuan suddenly remembered the old Taoist priest. He had a sudden inspiration and looked at the old Taoist who was beside Feng Juan Canyun and said, "Senior, your cultivation is so profound that you must have a technique suitable for the practice of the demon clan. Can you teach some magical powers to Miss Qin'er?"

"Brother Wangchuan, seniors have helped him. Qin'er is very grateful. How dare she covet the skills of her seniors?" Hu Qin'er said quickly. If she is not my race, she will have different hearts. She knows the deep grudges of human beings, and is afraid of angering the old Taoist priests. But what if the old Taoist priest really has the magical clan to practice the skills, she is willing to teach it? She turned her head and looked at the old Taoist priest, with more hope in her eyes.

The old Taoist priest wiped the greasy corner of his mouth with a Taoist robe, glared at Wangchuan, and scolded: "You guy is so thick-skinned, no, you should be shameless! The old Taoist saved your life that day and asked you to drink a drink. You refused in every way, but you didn't have any respect for the old Taoist. Today I will not only help you save people, but also save your life. You are ungrateful and dare to think about the old Taoist's martial arts. Are you shameless?"

Wangchuan's ears were hot when scolded by the old Taoist, and he lowered his head in shame and stopped talking.

The old Taoist priest turned his head and looked at Hu Qin'er, saying meaningfully: "The current situation of the demon clan cannot be changed by just a few martial arts, it is all above!" The old Taoist priest pointed above.

"I understand, I understand." Hu Qiner nodded in disappointment.

The old Taoist changed his subject at this time, "You little fox are good, the old Taoist really likes it. I do have martial arts suitable for the demon clan's cultivation."

The old Taoist deliberately kept it in hiding, but Hu Qin'er's cheeks fluttered and her head lowered. This old Taoist liked him. Could it be that he liked my appearance and wanted me... For the sake of the demon clan, I would agree to him.

Hu Qin'er was still imagining, but Wangchuan slapped the table and said, "Senior, I respect you, call you senior. But you are so old, you can't rely on your seniority and be greedy for Qin'er's beauty! What are you? Disrespect for your elders? Shameless?!"

"Boy, don't think I dare not kill you? Since I can save you, there are ten thousand ways to torture you! If you dare to speak Hu Qin again, I will let you know how many eyes Mr. Ma has!" The old man was furious. This little brat actually slandered himself, which was so angry that I was so angry!

"Come on, if I say a word, I will be your grandson!" Wangchuan was not afraid of the old Taoist priest's threat and straightened his chest.

"Senior, please calm down. Brother Wangchuan, listen to what you said first!" Hu Qin'er quickly smoothed out the situation. The higher the cultivation level, the more strange the temper he had. Although she knew that the old Taoist priest must have come for Wangchuan, if they continued to quarrel like this, it would be a bad idea if the old Taoist priest could not calm down and really took action to kill Wangchuan.

The old Taoist priest and Wangchuan immediately stopped arguing. The old Taoist priest sat aside and looked at Wangchuan with his beard and stared at him, while Wangchuan also retaliated.

"Qin'er, don't ask for this old man."

"You little brat..."

Seeing that the two seemed to be quarreling again, Hu Qin'er said, "Senior, let's talk about it. As long as you can do it, you will definitely do it."

The old Taoist priest exhaled heavily and said, "I have some connection with your demon clan and will not ignore it. The time is not yet ripe, so I can only teach you some Qi refining methods and some small magic. When the time is ripe in the future, I will naturally teach you the supreme magical powers."

"Really, it's great. Thank you for yourselves!" Hu Qin'er was overjoyed. She knew that with such a noble status as the old Taoist priest, even some small magics were legendary in the world of cultivation, so she quickly knelt down and thanked her.

The old Taoist priest accepted it calmly, stretched out his greasy hand and swayed it gently. The remaining drops of wine in the glass flew in front of him. He waved his hand and waved it, and the drops of wine immediately flew towards Hu Qiner's eyebrows.

Hu Qin'er paused, then sat cross-legged. Wangchuan felt angry and gushing towards Hu Qin'er. He was suspicious. Isn't this old man coveting the beauty of Miss Qin'er? Why did he teach Miss Qin'er's practice method without asking? There is no fraud in it, right? That's right, this stinky old man must have wanted to fish for big fish with a long line.

After a while, the wind stopped suddenly, Hu Qin'er opened her eyes and showed an excited expression on her face. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old Taoist several times, "Thank you for teaching such a profound method for seniors."

"Get up, it's just some superficial methods." The old Taoist priest looked like a paranormal, raised his hand, turned his head and looked at Wangchuan beside him, and said sarcastically: "Some people are dirty in their hearts, and their skills in slandering people are first-class. Little fox, the so-called "those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black. If you listen to the advice of the old Taoist, you should stay away from some people, otherwise you will be really taken away."

"You old Taoist..." Wangchuan was about to have an attack when he saw the old Taoist priest being insincere, but he never thought he would be stopped by Hu Qiner. "Senior, Brother Wangchuan will not be that kind of person. Brother Wangchuan, do you think so?" Hu Qiner winked at Wangchuan. Wangchuan just gave up and sat down with a breath.

"Forget it, you little fox is so cunning and cruel. In this life, I'm afraid you'll be chasing some people and it's still messy." The old Taoist priest shook his head and threw the only piece of chicken butt left on the table into his mouth.

Hu Qin'er turned her head to look at Wangchuan, then fell into deep thought. The old Taoist priest was drinking leisurely in his arms with the wine gourd. Outside the house, the earth had already recovered from his sleep, and a stream of warmth came into the house with the gentle sunshine. He had not been asleep for a night. Wangchuan was exhausted physically and mentally. After all the doubts in his heart were all resolved, he also wanted to leave.

"It's getting late, Miss Qin'er, it's time for me to leave, too." Wangchuan stood up and said.

Seeing that Wangchuan was about to leave, Hu Qin'er said reluctantly: "Brother Wangchuan is leaving now?"

"Well, I got into those troubles last night, so it's safer to leave as soon as possible. Go back to the inn and pack your luggage and leave. This is a place of failure."

"It's all Qin'er's fault, otherwise Brother Wangchuan wouldn't cause trouble." Farewell is always painful. Hu Qin'er has no friends in Hongnong City. She just met Wangchuan, and now she is leaving again, feeling lost in her heart.

"It's okay. Miss Qin'er, this fate with Li Xiuyuan needs to be settled. I admire you if you are willing to stay and send him the last journey. However, the human demon has different paths and it's too dangerous outside. You should go back to the demon world as soon as possible." In Wangchuan's view, although Hu Qin'er is a fox demon who has been practicing for more than 500 years and has a strength that is beyond ordinary practitioners, her mind is too simple after all. If she encounters those sinister and cunning evil cultivators, she will suffer a loss, so she has to persuade her.

"I'll give you a look." Hu Qin'er nodded and sent Wangchuan to the door of the backyard.

"Miss Qin'er, I'll have to leave after sending you thousands of miles away. You can stay." Wangchuan turned around and left, waved his hand, "Let's go."

"Brother Wangchuan, be careful on the road." Hu Qin'er's feet, which were about to step out of the door, put down her feet, watching Wangchuan's back leave.

"Boy, you still owe the old Taoist a drink, don't think of cheating. Hello, wait, wait for me." The old Taoist priest snatched the door and chased Wangchuan's footsteps.

Along the way, the old Taoist priest kept whispering in Wangchuan's ear, "Boy, if you don't make up for this wine, I will follow you."

Wangchuan said angrily: "Senior, why are you still dependent on me?"

"Hmph, if you don't invite the old Taoist to eat this wine, I'll be determined. What else can you do to me?" The old Taoist priest followed Wangchuan with all his complacent expressions, drooping his cloth shoes with big toes, humming an inexplicable tune.

Wangchuan smiled speechlessly and said in his heart, "What can I do to you?" He can't beat you, and his shameless skills are not as good as you. If you want to follow, then follow me. However, when he thinks of the martial arts exercised by the old Taoist, he still feels moved. If the old Taoist can pass on my skills to practice several times, there will be a guarantee along the way, not. But he doesn't know how to speak to the old Taoist, and see his attitude towards him, he seems to have prejudices."

Wangchuan thought about it and finally decided to give up the idea.

After roughly passing through two streets, passing through the arch bridge where the old Taoist priest once met, he walked another alley, and finally arrived at Fulai Inn. Wangchuan suddenly stopped and thought to himself, after a big fuss last night, would Feng Mingxuan find out here? Hongnong City said it was big. With the power behind Feng Mingxuan, he should be able to find someone's residence. At this moment, they might be ambushed in the inn and just wait for me to go in without any defense, so that I can catch the turtle in the jar, cough cough, close the door and beat the dog, no, it is a joint effort to capture the king.

The old Taoist priest saw through Wangchuan's thoughts, swaggered into Fulai Inn, and mocked him, "Boy, why are you cowardly now?"

Wangchuan looked embarrassed and had no choice but to spread his hands. He originally wanted to sneak into the inn, but now, the old Taoist priest entered the inn in such a grand manner, and even shouted loudly. He couldn't do it in a low-key manner. So he stepped into the front yard of Fulai Inn with a dark face.

The old Taoist priest entered Fulai Inn, as if he was a powerful man from afar, and he was quite stylish. He found a clean place in the lobby of the inn and sat down with one foot on one of the long benches. He slapped the table, "Waiter, give me a few kilograms of good wine, and give me a serving of the side dishes you have with me."

The waiter came over with a smile, "Master Dao is here, the shop is so bright! This Dao Master, the best wines in the store include tangerine peel wine for five years, bamboo leaf green for eight years, and flower carvings for ten years. Which one do you want?"

The old Taoist priest smashed the wine and said, "Your shop has a vintage wine, which is not bad. This way, what is the old wine of tangerine peel, bamboo leaf green, and flower carvings. If you want to make me two pounds first. In addition, go for this wine gourd, just bamboo leaf green and fill it with me."

The waiter took the wine gourd and said with a smile: "Okay, Master Dao, please sit down for a moment."

Wangchuan entered the lobby, and the old Taoist was familiar with calling the waiter in the restaurant. He looked like an old man who often went to and from the restaurant. He weighed his pockets, and Wangchuan couldn't help but suffer. He had just had a full meal at the girl Qin'er, and the old Taoist priest wanted so much wine and food. He said that he was not a starving ghost and reincarnated, who would believe that he would believe it?

"Senior, I'm not stingy and unwilling to pay money. You old artist wants so much food. If you can't finish it, wouldn't you waste the food?" Wangchuan complained.

"Oh, you guy is really petty and very stingy. Do you think the old Taoist's table of wine and food is called by himself? Hurry up and sit down and drink two glasses with me." The old Taoist priest twisted the peanuts and threw them into his mouth one by one, with crisp sounds endlessly.

The reason why Hongnong City is called the City of Never Sleep is that people here go out to play at night and almost always stay at home during the day, especially in the morning, the streets are sparsely populated, not to mention the inns like Fulai Inn that can’t even be placed in Hongnong City.

It is a new thing for guests like Wangchuan and the old Taoist priest to drink in the inn lobby at noon. The inn owner is busy with business. He put down a purple clay pot in his hand, rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen. The second-hand shop is also very quick, and he brought the prepared wine and some cold food that he had cut, and then returned to the counter to wait for the call at any time.

"Okay, senior, please sit first, and juniors go pack your luggage first." It seems that this meal of wine and food is inevitable. The old Taoist priest does not obey worldly etiquette, does not cleverly, and does whatever he wants, is a kind of freedom. It is not a pleasure to be like this in life.

This kind of thought suddenly arose in Wangchuan's mind. If you drink and drink today, you will be sad tomorrow.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand, "Go, I won't leave it to you if I'm late."
Chapter completed!