As a nine-tailed fox demon, the woman had not encountered anything beyond her understanding for a long time, let alone things that frightened her. However, Tu Siyan's death was too weird. He was playing chess with her just a moment ago, but now he was dead.
Moreover, Tu Siyan's spirit and energy had been relatively intact before, but now it was like broken sand pinched together. Once the woman touched it, it all dissipated in an instant.
"How could this happen? How could this happen... Did someone kill her? Impossible, impossible..."
The woman stood up suspiciously, looking around the building, concentrating all her thoughts, investigating and calculating, but all the feedback from her senses told her that everything was normal.
However, the result of the calculation made the woman even more panicked. Tu Siyan was really killed by someone, and died more than ten breaths ago...
The woman's body was tense and she was on guard for a long time before she relaxed a little. It seemed that the other party's target was only Tu Siyan.
"Uh-huh..."
He exhaled slowly and forced himself to calm down. With his level of Taoism, his panic and anxiety didn't last long, but the strong feeling of fear became increasingly difficult to suppress.
Squatting down and waking up again, the woman gently stroked Tu Siyan's hair. A layer of ice crystals began to form around the latter's body, and soon froze Tu Siyan's flesh.
"Is it Ji Yuan? It must be him!"
In this situation and at this point in time, the only thing the woman could think of was the great immortal Ji who came with the Buddhist Mingwang to settle accounts with Tu Siyan.
Although it was difficult to directly infer that Ji Yuan was the one who killed Tu Siyan, the woman had a strong intuition in her heart telling her that this was the fact.
But at this moment, the woman hesitated again and again about whether she should go over and question Ji Yuan.
You know, when the woman didn't know Ji Yuan yet, she had suffered a great loss at his hands. She thought she had met an interesting little fox and wanted to take it as a plaything, but she was accidentally brought into a strange illusion by Ji Yuan's design, and her divine incarnation also died in it, and she still has injuries on her body now.
The woman was now wary and a little afraid of Ji Yuan, but it was not a question of whether she dared to go, but whether she should go.
…
After Ji Yuan You Meng struck with the sword, his own figure in the dream gradually dissipated, just like when one is dreaming, the dream scene changes or disappears, and he returns to his normal deep sleep state.
In Tu Yi's study, Ji Yuan, lying on the wooden couch, turned over comfortably and murmured something.
"Good wine... good sword..."
Tu Tong, Tu Miao, Tu Yi and Foyin Mingwang outside, and even several fox demons including Tu Sisi not far from the table, all vaguely heard Ji Yuan's dream.
Tu Sisi and many fox spirits' feelings towards Ji Yuan are now very different from before. They even have an inexplicable awe and even a hint of admiration towards Ji Yuan.
I thought it would be hard to find someone as carefree and unrestrained as Patriarch Tu Yi in the world? But the image of Ji Yuan drinking and discussing swords before has been completely engraved in the hearts of all the viewers.
At this moment, listening to Ji Yuan tasting wine and sword in his dream, combined with the previous scene, it exudes a feeling of a free and easy immortal in the world, which almost sublimates the imagination of countless fox women about immortals. There is no telling how many female fox demons in the Jade Fox Cave have developed a hint of admiration for Ji Yuan. Even Tu Sisi stared blankly in the direction of the tree pavilion for a long time, then immediately shook her head and looked at Tu Yi.
"Sure enough, the immortals that Senior Yi knows are so different. Among all the immortals, Mr. Ji must be the most unique one!"
After Ji Yuan came to this world, before he mastered the art of dreamwalking, the feeling of dreaming became more and more distant from Ji Yuan, until he mastered the art of dreamwalking? Then dreaming became much closer to Ji Yuan? But even so? His dreams are still very different from those of ordinary people.
This time, although Ji Yuan also had some enlightenment and knew the corresponding things in the dream, he also felt that this dream was a real dream, and it felt like a normal person dreaming. Of course, it was also a good dream, at least for him.
Now that Tu Siyan is dead, Ji Yuan can have a better dream and sleep comfortably in the warm atmosphere of the wine.
…
The white paper that Tu Miao placed in front of the table has already written a long scroll, which is still extending. The paper with the words has been dragged to the ground, but he is still writing furiously, and occasionally he will add pictures. It is the scene of Ji Yuan and Tu Yi fighting with swords. However, if Ji Yuan was here, he would definitely not look down on Tu Miao's painting. It's not that the painting is bad, but that the painting is not like the original. It's not that the face is not like the original, but that the spirit is not one tenth of it.
However, this is based on Ji Yuan's vision of being careful when writing and having true intentions. In fact, Tu Miao's level is not only rare in the world, but also definitely not bad among demon cultivators and even in the world of immortals. At least Tu Tong, Tu Yi and even Foyin Mingwang have paid much attention to Tu Miao's writings.
"Brother Miao, after you finish writing, please lend it to me for reading~"
Tu Tong giggled and her voice was very sweet, almost like a tease, and Tu Miao was happy to respond in a flirtatious manner.
"That's natural."
After all, Tu Tong and Tu Miao are both in a more relaxed mood right now, so Mr. Ji shouldn't be able to cause any trouble, at least not in the Jade Fox Cave. As for what's happening outside the Jade Fox Cave, there's no need to worry about it now.
Tu Yi pretended not to hear what the two said, but he was quite concerned about the books and articles Tu Miao was writing. Although he certainly understood more than these bystanders, it did not prevent him from gaining knowledge from another perspective.
But about half an hour later, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the sky, and then turned into a woman in white in the sky, and slowly flew towards the location in front of the valley lake with the wind.
Tu Miao paused his writing, frowned slightly, looked at Tu Tong, then looked up into the air, both of them having doubts in their hearts.
'Why is she here?'
"Shouldn't she be looking after Tu Siyan?"
Tu Yi also looked at the visitor thoughtfully. The old monk Foyin also woke up from his meditation. He looked at the fourth nine-tailed fox indifferently, secretly amazed at the exaggeration of the Jade Fox Cave's background.
"Good, no wonder there is an old saying that a nine-tailed fox cannot leave the Jade Fox Heaven!"
As the old monk Foyin chanted the Buddha's name and praised the Buddha, the woman was getting closer and closer. She looked at the wine jars that were everywhere in the open space in the valley. Most of them were empty. The surrounding mountains were filled with foxes from near to far, and Ji Yuan was not among the four people at the table. Then the next moment, she sensed Ji Yuan's presence in the tree pavilion.
The woman fell from the sky with an expressionless face, and Tu Miao immediately asked a question.
"Tu Xin, why are you here? Don't you have time to come?"
"Yes, Sister Tu Xin, you actually have time to come over?"
Tu Tong frowned slightly, and while asking, she looked at Tu Xin with doubt in her eyes and gave her a slight wink.
It was not until this moment that Tu Xin revealed a very natural smile and took the lead in bowing to the old monk Foyin.
"Venerable Foyin, I, Tu Xin, am right!"
"I return the favor."
The old monk Foyin just returned a salute and said nothing more, while Tu Xin deliberately looked around for someone.
"Didn't they say that a True Immortal and a Ming King would come to visit my Jade Fox Cave? Why can I only see the Venerable but not the Immortal? Hey! There is an immortal aura in Brother Yi's room, is he inside?"
Tu Xin said this and wanted to walk towards the tree house, but before Tu Yi could say anything, Tu Miao reached out and stopped her.
"Don't disturb Mr. Ji. He was drinking and discussing swordplay with Tu Yi. Jian Ming has been drinking for three days and finally got drunk. He is now sleeping in the tree pavilion."
"Drunk? A true immortal can get drunk? Oh, I'm really curious. Is that really Mr. Ji in there?"
Tu Tong smiled, walked towards Tu Xin, took her hand, and joked with a sweet giggle.
"Sister Tu Xin, you are joking. It must be Mr. Ji. His swordsmanship is extraordinary, and his swordplay when drunk is even more amazing. You missed it, and maybe you will never see it again in this world..."
While speaking, Tu Tong was secretly communicating with her mind.
"Tu Xin, what are you doing? Why are you here if you don't want to stay with Tu Siyan? Are you trying to mess with Ji Yuan? We finally managed to coax him!"
Tu Xin's expression showed a hint of complexity. He looked at Tu Tong and responded with his spiritual thoughts.
'No need to watch, Tu Siyan is dead... She died silently in front of me within half an hour, and her spirit and energy were completely destroyed...'
"Varied… "
Tu Tong could not help but scream out in surprise. Although she only uttered one word and then stopped talking, it still attracted the attention of others. They looked at her. Tu Tong suppressed her shock and tried her best to maintain her composure. She passed the truth to Tu Miao and Tu Yi, and there was a flash of surprise on their faces.
The old monk Foyin stood on one side. He had no idea what the nine-tailed foxes were talking about, but he could still see the changes in their expressions. Even if it was only a fleeting change, it was enough for him to understand that something serious must have happened, but they were unwilling to tell him.
"Sister Tu Xin, please sit down first. I am writing about the sword fighting scene before. It is just getting to the exquisite part. I will lend it to you after I finish writing it. You can have a glimpse of the wonderful sword fighting scene in the past three days."
Tu Miao forced himself to remain calm, sat back at the table, picked up the pen and started writing again, but he was feeling uneasy and his writing lost its spirit. The writing that was originally acceptable now looked a little messy, leaving only the superficial beauty of words and pictures.
Tu Tong was in a similar situation, and she and Tu Xin frequently looked towards the tree pavilion.
"By the way, sister, I haven't asked Mr. Ji when he went to bed."
"Well, it was about half an hour ago..."
Tu Xin smiled and looked at the old monk Foyin again, pretending to be unaware of the truth.
"Your Excellency, are you and Mr. Ji the only ones here this time? They didn't even inform me. That's too bad. The True Immortal King is here in person, so I should come and pay my respects as well."
"Good, no need to be polite. There are only me and Mr. Ji here this time."
"Yes, there were only Mr. Ji and Venerable Foyin, and Mr. Ji never left here. We all watched him fall asleep drunk."
Tu Yi's words not only meant that Ji Yuan had never left the valley, but also implied that there was no sign of Ji Yuan casting spells after being drunk. Tu Tong and Tu Miao were always paying attention to Ji Yuan, so they nodded together.
Besides, Tu Xin had been with Tu Siyan all the time these days. Even if Ji Yuan was not drunk, he should be able to hold him back if he rushed to the door. What's more, Ji Yuan was still drunk and lying in the tree pavilion. The four nine-tailed foxes and the Buddhist Mingwang could tell that his aura was always the same.
Perhaps the strange feeling from the four nine-tailed foxes was too strong, the old monk Foyin seemed to have thought of something vaguely, and secretly calculated what happened to Tu Siyan in his heart. Unlike the previous obscurity, this time he got the answer in a short while - Tu Siyan was dead!
So, while the old monk Foyin was shocked, he also had the same doubts as the four nine-tailed foxes whose eyes frequently drifted towards the library.
"Is it really Ji Yuan? How did he... do it?"