In Houshan Foxxian Cave, a mother gave birth to nine children.
The thousand-year-old fox immortal Hu has not returned, and has been practicing hard for more than 1,600 years. He climbed to the sky three hundred years ago, but unfortunately died, leaving only nine daughters to depend on each other, and have been practicing in the back mountain.
Among the nine daughters, the ninth sister, Hu Xiuying, is particularly beautiful and talented. The eight sisters took more than five hundred years to transform into a human form, and she has only practiced for more than three hundred years, and she has already surpassed all the sisters by a lot.
When his father fell, his inner alchemy was completely destroyed, his Taoism was lost, and only a psychic orb refined with his own essence was left, and in the thunder tribulation, he was already shattered, and his spiritual power was the only thing left. many.
At that time, she was still young, but her father's eyes were like torches, and he could see at a glance that she had a bright future, so before dying, he deliberately passed this orb to her, hoping to help her in her practice.
Three hundred and sixty-eight years of ascetic cultivation, with the help of the psychic orb, she not only successfully cultivated into a human body, but even refined the orb left by her father into a more exquisite and extraordinary refinement, completely fading away the original dilapidation.
If you really count it, the current psychic orb is completely worth the five hundred years of cultivation, and it is also the crystallization of her own Taoism.
This is also the reason why she is far superior to several older sisters in terms of mana.
It's a pity that her father, although he saw that her talent was excellent at the time, failed to see whether her Dao heart was firm. Now that she has only been cultivated for half a month, she has already been fascinated by the world and has been trapped in the world.
Seeing that the bangs had gone far, Jiumei couldn't wait to pull the eighth sister and quickly followed.
At this time, on a certain slope, thick and long dry wood branches can be seen everywhere, and Liu Hai is waving a hatchet, cutting them down one by one.
It was nearly June, and the weather was already hot, not to mention that the sun was already hanging in the air, and the bangs had not been cut for a long time, and they were already sweating profusely.
Throwing the hatchet aside, he took out the water bottle and took two sips of water, wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.
"Alas! If only there was a gust of wind!"
Liu Hai thought so.
It's just that this idea in his mind just surfaced in his heart, and suddenly a cool breeze was born out of thin air, refreshing and incomparably refreshing.
Liu Hai was stunned for a moment, but he didn't think much about it.
After the cool breeze passed, he picked up the hatchet and came to a small tree.
He raised his knife, but before he could cut it down, with a sudden "snap", the small tree fell down by itself.
"Huh? Weird! I haven't touched it yet, why did it break by itself?"
Liu Hai touched the back of his head, picked up the trunk, and looked at it carefully. He saw that the cut of the firewood was neat and smooth, which was clearly the work of a knife and axe.
But it was really weird that his own blade didn't touch it.
However, what surprised him even more was that the next moment, he saw the thick branches around them breaking off on their own, falling to the ground one by one.
The dry wood flew from the air, as if it had life, and then tied it with rattan and placed it in front of Liu Hai.
Liu Hai looked at the scene in front of him, shocked and suspicious, and at the same time a little scared, looked around, but found nothing.
"How strange! Who is so kind to help me?"
Liu Hai was a monk Zhang Er at this time, and he couldn't figure it out.
After thinking for a moment, he suddenly slapped his thigh, and suddenly realized.
"Oops! Could it be that the gods know that my bangs are poor, so they help me secretly? It must be so, it must be so!"
With a happy expression on Liu Hai's face, he bowed his hands and bowed towards Nabai in all directions.
"Thank you gods for your help, thank you gods for your help!"
In this situation, Lan Ying and Xiuying, who were hiding in the dark, naturally saw it clearly. Jiu Mei couldn't help covering her face with a fan and smiled softly.
"What a bummer!"
The eighth sister, Hu Lanying, shook her head helplessly and reproached her.
After Liu Hai thanked him, he used a drill to pick up dry wood, and then went down the mountain while singing folk songs.
Eight sisters and nine sisters appeared in the dark, watching from a distance.
"Jiumei, is this kid worth doing this for you? It's not easy for you to do this, but don't ruin it!"
The eighth sister had a sad look on her face, and persuaded her with painstaking efforts.
"Nothing is worth it or not, only willing or not! If I can stay with him for a long time, even if I don't become an immortal, I will never regret it."
Jiu Mei's tone was firm, obviously irreversible.
This kind of words have been said, and the eighth sister also knows that she is determined. The character of the ninth sister has been like this since she was a child. As long as she decides something, no one can pull it back.
I don't like the heaven becoming immortal, I only love the good spring in the world.
"That's it! That's it! Now that you've made up your mind, what else can you say as a big sister? It's just that you don't tell the truth, you just love alone in secret, how can he know your heart?"
As soon as these words came out, Jiu Mei was slightly taken aback.
"This... But I'm afraid he won't agree! Besides, in case he already has a wife at home... "
"My silly ninth sister! There are eight sisters helping out secretly. Are you afraid that he won't agree? Besides, if you don't ask, how will you know whether it's successful or not?"
Since it can't be stopped, it will be done.
If the other party already has a wife, just use this to make her give up, if not, it can be regarded as a sister who has made a wish for her.
Jiu Mei nodded, and felt that this was very reasonable.
"Go! Go and ask before he goes far!"
The eighth sister reached out and pushed her forward with a smile on her face.
Jiu Mei was half-pushed, and there was an inexplicable panic in her heart, but she still obeyed her sister's words, turned on the spot, turned into a cloud of smoke, and in the blink of an eye, she was already waiting on the road in front of Liu Hai.
"Gene Era"
Liu Hai carried the firewood, walked like flying, walked over a stone bridge, and came to an open area. Although the mountain road was narrow, it was not so difficult.
Just as he was on his way, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of him blocking the road.
Liu Hai glanced at her, and saw that it was a woman, dressed in a green shirt like jade, with a dusty temperament, small and delicate facial features, a face like a hibiscus, and her skin like a creamy sebum, she really had the posture of closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, like a fairy concubine.
Liu Hai was fascinated by it for a while, and was almost stunned.
When he came back to his senses, he shook his head and urged himself not to think wildly. He simply lowered his head, looked at the ground, and continued to move forward with the firewood on his back.
However, approaching the woman, the other party stepped over and directly blocked his way.
"Brother Qiao, this little girl is polite."
Jiu Mei bowed slightly and gave a salute.
"Don't dare, I'll pay tribute here!"
Seeing this, Liu Hai hurriedly put down the dry wood and bowed his hand in return.
"Excuse me, where does Brother Woodcutter live? Who's the last name?"
When asked by her, Liu Hai had some doubts in his heart. Why did I ask for my name and address for no reason
Even so, he still spoke up.
"My surname is Liu Minghai, and I live in Loofah Au at the foot of the mountain. It's a well-known thing to chop wood in this mountain! But this girl is richly dressed and has a good temperament. She doesn't know the name of her hometown, so why is she here alone?"
Jiu Mei covered her face with a fan, chuckled lightly, and looked at him.
"The little girl Hu Xiuying lives in Qili Village, Houshan. Her parents died early, and she gave birth to nine sisters. The little girl is the ninth one!"
"I hear Brother Qiaoqiao reciting and sing folk songs all day long. It's like the palace is happy with the sounds of heaven, so I admire it in my heart. Today, I specially went down the mountain to come and have a meeting with Brother Qiaozhu."