"White Tiger, that's the big white tiger. Do you know him?"
Fang Yuan looked at the pair of white fox sisters and suddenly asked.
"Sister Bai is very good... and helped us drive away many bad people!"
At this time, the sister hiding in her arms said timidly.
"Like me?"
Fang Yuan touched his face and said something jokingly, but when he saw the extremely approving looks in the eyes of the two women, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "Hey... the fox pretending to be the tiger's power, it's true that it has existed since ancient times, and they are colluding."
Of course, tigers eat meat, so the white tiger is good to the two sisters, but there are not a few people who have eaten it.
After all, in the eyes of the opponent, even Dashang's army is nothing more than a group of two-legged food.
The only thing that was wrong was that this army was so powerful that it would eat people instead of being eaten.
In Fang Yuan's view, it is natural selection. Under the laws of nature, in order to survive, there is no right or wrong.
His skills are not as good as those of others, and if he is killed and eaten, he has nothing to say.
"Okay, now tell me, how do you know how to practice like this?"
Fang Yuan looked at the two women in front of him and his expression turned serious.
The cultivation method of these two foxes is very different from that of the white tiger. The white tiger can be said to be an orthodox demon cultivator, polishing the demon body, condensing demon pills, etc. However, these two foxes are very different. This kind of sacrifice The method of abandoning the physical body and honing the soul is more similar to human immortality.
"Grandpa Sang Qing taught me..."
The two fox girls were a little wary at first, but were fascinated by the golden light in Fang Yuan's eyes and immediately told the truth.
"Sang Qing? Is there another old fox? Where is it?"
Fang Yuan became very interested.
"I don't know!" Unexpectedly, both fox girls shook their heads: "Grandpa Sang Qing was just passing by. When he saw my sister and me, he passed on the skills... He said that after we succeeded in practicing, we could go to Tushan to find him. "
"Tushan?"
Fang Yuan nodded and asked a few more questions, only to find out that these two foxes were naturally timid. Even if they had successfully cultivated to the point where they could become Yin Shen, they would just huddle in the mountains and not dare to step into the human world. Instead, she got to know Bai Hu and became her sister.
It's just that this time when Kui Niu was traveling, he suffered the disaster of fish in the pond, so he had to abandon his nest and go out to escape.
The white tiger cultivated the demon path and came out to eat people when he was hungry. In the end, he got his retribution. Although the two foxes had no intention of avenging him, they still decided to meet each other for the sake of being sisters and having been protected by each other. He returned to the other party's body to bury it, so that he could not die, so he sent himself to the door.
"It's just two little characters again, what a pity!"
Fang Yuan shook his head and laughed a little: "That's right. It's impossible to go out and catch two random foxes. They are both from Qingqiu Jiuwei... You two, just hang out with me from now on!"
He shook the silver fox in his hand and let the two beast gods return to their positions.
"Well, my sister will be called Dabai, and my sister will be called Xiaobai! From today on, I will be your master. You must be obedient! Otherwise, you will not be given food. Do you understand?"
“嘤嘤…”
The two foxes' black jewel-like eyes blinked and blinked, and they actually shed tears.
"You don't have to think about running away. I've already done some tricks on your souls. It's weird that you can run away!"
Fang Yuan warned, carried the two foxes, and returned to the camp.
"Huh? My lord went out hunting at night?"
In the tent, only Heizhong was waiting. When he saw the fox in Fang Yuan's hand, he shook his head: "These two little balls of meat are not even enough to fit between the teeth!"
"This is my beloved animal. Take it with you and keep a close eye on it. If a hair falls off, I will skin you!"
But Fang Yuan couldn't help but give a warning.
After all, he knew very well that if he didn't explain it so straightforwardly, maybe Kurozuka would really dare to make the white fox sisters into a barbecue!
"嘤嘤!"
When the two foxes saw the tall black tomb, they were even more frightened. They huddled up and made the sound of a girl crying.
"Ha ha!"
Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan was overjoyed and laughed.
…
With two little guys just having fun, Fang Yuan studied the magical powers of the Black Tomb, and at the same time figured out how to practice the white fox's spiritual soul, and began to study the Qi Refiner system of this world with great concentration. After making some gains, he used the Black Tomb as a test subject. , the progress is really rapid.
Immersed in the practice, I can hardly feel the time passing by outside.
On this day, we have arrived at the land of Wangji of the Shang Dynasty.
"Is this a business town?"
Fang Yuan climbed up and looked into the distance, his pupils seemed to be filled with flames.
At this time, his figure seemed taller and majestic than before, and every move he made was filled with some indescribable majesty, as if a god or demon had descended.
This is a vision that only occurs when the ancestral witch essence and blood in the body have been cultivated and strengthened, and the true body is almost complete.
He glanced at his attribute column:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Fine: 50 (100)
Chi: 50 (100)
God: 50 (100)
Profession:? ?
Cultivation:? ?
Skill: Witch Clan True Form (90%)
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Planting Skills [Level 6] (Full Level), Fierce Eyes [Level 2], Sealed Body [Ultimate Form]"
"Even if I have attributes and superpowers, once I get the certificate, I won't be able to restore Pangu's eagle body at this time. Instead, I will follow the power system of this world and be promoted with local power. Naturally, it will be a bit slow. But before the true saint, it is also There are absolutely no bottlenecks at all!”
"And, because of the pure way of ancestral witches, even the blazing eyes and golden eyes of the innate magical power have been upgraded by one level!"
Fang Yuan stared at the runes with fiery eyes, and a piece of information automatically emerged:
"Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes [Level 2]: The ancestral witch's supernatural power, transformed from the fifth-level Great Fire Eyes, can observe the sky, distinguish the earth's calamities, detect changes in the six qi, and break the illusion of nine unions! It is currently at the second level!"
"Each world has its own unique charm and culture. To suppress it with force is to burn the harp and boil the crane, which is thankless... Now that the ancient world has accepted me, I will follow its path... This is to obey nature and respond to people, and get twice the result with half the effort!”
Seeing the upgrade of his specialty, Fang Yuan's face was suddenly filled with joy.
The flaming eyes and golden eyes are not a simple magical power, but evolved from the fifth-level completed flaming eyes, which can actually be counted as the seventh level! It is even better than the perfect implantation technique!
Fang Yuan has always had high hopes for his own specialty. After all, he is a true spirit brand that even the world cannot suppress!
At this time, looking far into the distance, a magnificent city came into view.
As the capital of merchants at this time and the land of Wangji, Shangyi City is naturally majestic and spectacular.
Tall city walls, armed guards, bustling crowds, and farming slaves all together form a unique picture of the pre-Qin period.
But Fang Yuan saw more.
"Is this... clan spirit?"
Under his fiery golden eyes, strands of mysterious black energy emerged from the entire city and condensed in the void. It spread for dozens of miles and changed in thousands of ways, vaguely forming the shape of a huge black bird. He knew that this must be It is undoubtedly the family spirit of the businessman! If a clever fortune teller sees this, he can even calculate the fate of the businessman and even the country!
However, how could one see such a picture with ordinary Qi-gazing techniques? —Will be punished by God!
But from Fang Yuan's perspective, it was as if he was looking at the patterns with his palms turned, extremely relaxed.
"Observe the changes in the six qi, and break the illusion of the nine unions... It is indeed not an empty talk!"
Fang Yuan sighed silently, and suddenly, a look of surprise and uncertainty appeared on his face again.
I saw that although the sky of the entire Shang Dynasty was shrouded in clan aura, when it landed in the city, it was divided into various colors, shimmering and colorful, confusing and uncertain. This was originally normal.
But among the luck in the city, several more rays of purple light rose into the sky, one was as blazing as a sword, and the other turned into a brilliant scroll, all of which were self-contained and meant to demonstrate the spirit of the great merchants.
The last one, however, wisely protected himself and disappeared sadly. If it weren't for Fang Yuan's sharp eyes, he wouldn't have been able to detect even this trace, which made him even more vigilant.
"The purple energy is mighty, a saint has come out!"
He sighed in his heart: "Of course, the purple energy is purple energy, but it is not as majestic as three thousand feet. It is not a true saint, but it is still at the level of a 'zi' among hundreds of schools of thought. It may be called a 'sage'." Son'?"
While Fang Yuan was thinking, the army had already camped outside the city, and Fang Bo and other scholar-officials were summoned by King Shang to enter the city.
Fang Yuan took a deep breath, calmed down, and followed the large army across the city gate to the core of the Shang Dynasty.
"I always feel that... there are not enough pedestrians!"
Meng Kuo, who was next to Fang Yuan, looked around, a little surprised.
But he was a local snake after all, so he went to ask a few questions, and when he came back he was beaming with joy: "Introduction... I am very happy today. It turns out that the world-famous Sword Master Cao Zi came to our merchant town to open a tavern and teach disciples. It was an unprecedented grand occasion, and more than half of the people in the city were They all went there!”
"Furthermore, I heard that there are also schools of thought such as Legalism, Confucianism, and Mohism that will teach and accept disciples here in the future. We are so lucky to be able to participate in their prosperity!"
"Philosophers?!"
After hearing this, Fang Yuan's expression became even weirder: "It happened so early... Well, I knew this was not the normal pre-Qin era."
There is indeed a vague impression in Jie's memory.
Each of these sects has spread across national borders and spread all over the world. They have also recruited a wide range of disciples, and their potential strength is not trivial.
Of course, what frightened him the most was this influence.
In the previous life, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, rituals and music collapsed. Countries were thirsty for talents and kept a large number of disciples. The atmosphere was free, and the soil for the survival and development of hundreds of schools of thought was created.
But at this time, the Shang Dynasty was the common ruler of the world, and the emergence of such a school of thought, how could people not be alarmed
"Historically... any large cross-border force is bound to be feared and hostile by the unified monarch... These schools of thought can survive to this day, and their influence is growing. Who would believe that there is nothing fishy in them?"
Fang Yuan sneered in his heart: "There must be other forces behind him to support him, and even other vassal states to promote it together. The intention is self-evident... all for the sake of this deer in the world!"