The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

All heavens and all worlds.

Jiuyin Mountain.

Fox Valley.

Behind the valley, there is a pond with a circumference of about six or seven feet and a depth of only two feet. .

I saw a young man in white sitting on a rock by the pool, holding a wooden pole in his hand.

A silk thread hangs from the end of the wooden pole.

The silk thread was hanging down, and a section was in the water.

He is fishing.

And at the side, a little fox suddenly sprang out, its fur was white and flawless.

"Mr. Taixu." The little white fox ran under the rock, looked up at the young man in white, with pure eyes and clear voice.

"Xiaobai, are you lazy again?" Zhuang Ming looked away from the water, turned his head to look under the rock on the left, and said with a smile, "Have you finished your homework for today's practice?"

"I've finished it a long time ago. I know how to sit cross-legged and meditate every day, and circulate the breath in my body. It's very boring. I'm annoying the fox to death." The little white fox muttered.

"Silly girl, this is your powerful capital, you must not slack off." Zhuang Ming chuckled, curled up the middle and index fingers of his left hand, and tapped her on the head, saying: "If you are not strong enough, you cannot protect her." I can't protect my clansmen by myself, only if I am strong enough can I protect what I want to protect in my heart. This time, because I am not strong enough, and I don't have the ability to kill the wolf king, the fox clan will worship under the Ziyan Guanmen and survive, but From the current point of view, if there is no change, if you can't become stronger, you may never be able to stand up."

"Mr. said that within a hundred years, the spirit spring will be returned to us." The little white fox looked expectantly in his eyes.

"I still remember." Zhuang Ming nodded slightly and said calmly.

"But now..." the little white fox said in a low voice: "Ziyan Temple is too powerful, I am afraid it will be difficult to get back the Lingquan in a thousand years."

"Ziyan Temple is indeed very powerful, but you may not be able to become even stronger." Zhuang Ming said slowly: "If you don't practice hard, you will have no future. If you practice hard, you will have the strength to be qualified to fight."

"But we haven't become strong yet." The little white fox said with melancholy in his eyes.

"So, in order to survive, I can only be so humble." Zhuang Ming said softly: "In being humble, become strong, and when you are strong enough, you can no longer be humble."

"Then I will work hard on my cultivation." After saying this, the little white fox thought of something, and said in a low voice, "People from Ziyan Temple came this morning."

"It's another year, and it's time for someone to take away the spiritual spring produced last year." Zhuang Ming nodded slightly, showing no surprise.

"Last year, there were only 370 bottles of Lingquan." The little white fox said aloud, "But that white eagle took away 23 bottles this year."

"So, there are only three hundred and forty-seven bottles of spiritual springs for Ziyan Temple this year?" Zhuang Ming pondered.

"That's right, the Taoist is very angry if it's less than three hundred and sixty-five bottles." The little white fox said angrily, "He also hurt the Great Elder."

"The Taoists who are ordered to fetch the Lingquan every year have to enter the Yin Mountain, pass through the territory of infinite demons and ghosts, and bring the Lingquan back safely. Therefore, in the Ziyan Temple, it is necessary to take this trip. There is a lot of credit, but then again, as long as the disciples of Ziyan Temple walk in the Yin Mountain, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack, but just walk and experience, no demon king will easily attack them, so for them, come Going to Jiuyin Mountain to collect spiritual springs is not considered dangerous, nor is it tiring, but it can be of great merit, it is considered a good job."

Zhuang Ming paused, and then said: "But the collection of spiritual springs is less than in previous years, even less than what we promised at first. I'm afraid it's not easy for him to go back to the mountain this time. It's no wonder he is dissatisfied. But, It's not bad for him to hurt the Great Elder, but if he had a more aggressive temper, he might kill a few fox demons as punishment, so let's beat him up."

In this way, Zhuang Ming's expression was calm, and his eyes were still looking at the pond in front of him.

Jiuyin spring can extract about one bottle per day.

But this kind of spiritual spring, more or less, will fluctuate slightly, and it is normal to have a few more drops occasionally.

Over time, after a year, you can buy a few more bottles.

In the past, there were about 400 bottles of Lingquan.

The three hundred and sixty-five bottles that Zhuang Ming told Ziyan Temple was to leave some leeway for the Fox Clan.

But I didn't expect that the output last year was lower than before.

And there was that white eagle who had been in the fox family for a long time, and was quite greedy, and took away some of the spiritual springs produced.

No matter what the reason is, since the number of spirit springs taken back from the fox family is less than 365 bottles, there will naturally be a lot of dissatisfaction with Ziyan Temple.

"Ziyan Temple is too bullying." The little white fox asked: "Is this the only way we can do it?"

"This is the only way for now." Zhuang Ming said.

"Because it is too weak, under the invisible threat from all parties in the Yinshan Mountain, even under the invisible oppression of Ziyan Temple, it can only survive with the help of Ziyan Temple's protection, so it can only be endured."

Thinking of this, Zhuang Ming's expression remained the same. He recalled the past years, when he was not yet able to cultivate, he first started a business and relied on the power of the government to do things. In terms of profit distribution, under the oppression of officials from all sides, he endured a lot of losses. ?

He didn't feel that since he was a disciple of Jusheng Mountain, he shouldn't accept such tolerance.

Because at that time, he had only two corpses, and only two so-called martial arts masters.

It wasn't until he grew up that he stood invisible and stood higher than officials from various places, so that he could personally decide the distribution of business benefits on an equal or even higher level.

"How strong do we need to be to turn over?" the little white fox asked.

"If you are the peak of Zhenxuan, then Ziyan Temple would not dare to underestimate you, but..." Zhuang Ming moved his eyes to the water surface, and said leisurely: "The water in the world is always turbid and deep, maybe you have shown too much Talent, Ziyan Temple will take the initiative to kill you, and then continue to control the Fox Clan."

"What do you mean?" The little white fox was slightly at a loss.

"You bring this sentence to the Great Elder, and he will naturally understand."

From what Zhuang Ming said, the Great Elder should be close to breaking through.

Going one step further, it is close to Gaojing Zhenxuan.

Ziyan Temple will pay more attention to him.

If you pay attention to a certain level, for example, at the level of the Supreme True Mystery, then the Great Elder should die forever.

Then, the Fox Clan will have a new Great Elder.

That Ziyan temple master is indeed not an easy character.

"The great elder has not recovered from his injuries, so he went out." The little white fox said, "I don't know when I will come back."

"Are you secretly protecting the white eagle?" Even if Zhuang Mingdang knew what was going on, the only one who could make the elder leave the fox clan in a hurry regardless of his injuries was the white eagle.

"That white eagle has gone hunting again," said the little white fox.

"I heard that last time it went out, it provoked the Great Demon King Zhenxuan." Zhuang Ming looked normal, and said slowly: "In order to quell the matter, the Great Elder of the Fox Clan came forward in person, and in the end three people who were condensed into golden elixir series fell. The Great Fox Clan Monster?"

"Yeah, this guy is very hateful and has killed many clan uncles. If it didn't belong to Ziyan Temple, it should have been killed a long time ago!" Hearing this, the little white fox became more and more angry, and said, "It drank a lot of water last time." The monkey wine in the mountains became drunk, saying that he wanted to change the flavor and wanted to eat Dabai, but if the Great Elder hadn’t come forward to appease him and gave him two bottles of Lingquan, Dabai would have been eaten up by him.”

"Is it like this?" Zhuang Ming paused for a moment, and said leisurely: "Everything in the world is always advancing step by step. This time, in order to calm its desire to talk, I gave it two bottles of spiritual spring. It has benefited. Maybe it will learn from this one time, ask for the spirit spring every time, and gradually, each time it will give more than two bottles of spirit spring...Maybe, starting this year, it will often get drunk."

"What do you mean?" The little white fox has practiced for many years, but he still understands many words like a child, and he is a little puzzled.

"You also tell the Great Elder this sentence, he will understand." Zhuang Ming thought for a while and said: "Besides, since that white eagle said something to change his taste, he will say it more often in the future. Yes, it is inevitable that I want to try it, maybe when the idea is too strong, even Lingquan can't hold its appetite, a few foxes will fall into its mouth, give it a taste It tastes like fresh blood."

"Should I also tell the Great Elder this sentence?" The little white fox was startled and asked.

"What I told you today, you can pass on to the Great Elder."

After Zhuang Ming said this, he suddenly raised his hand and raised the fishing rod in his hand.

The thread in the water was pulled up immediately.

At the end of the thread, there is a fish, blue-gray in color, constantly struggling.

"Little fox, do you eat fish?"

"Don't eat." The little white fox shook his head and said: "The fish here is not tasty, and it doesn't have any spiritual energy, and it doesn't moisten the mouth at all."

"Then just wait a little longer." Zhuang Ming said with a smile, took the hook out of the fish's mouth, threw it casually, and threw it into the pond again.

"What are you waiting for?" The little white fox was even more astonished when he saw that he had thrown the fish back.

"Wait until the fish becomes smooth." Zhuang Ming threw the fishing rod again, and the hook without bait fell into the water again.

"This pond has been around for many years, and it's full of ordinary fish. How could it become so mouth-watering?"

"Yes." Zhuang Ming said: "Moreover, the fish inside will become more and more delicious, more luscious, more and more spiritual, and it is very likely to develop spiritual wisdom, and then practice..."

"How is it possible?" The little white fox shook his head, his eyes full of doubts.

"Of course it's possible." Zhuang Ming smiled, paused again, and said, "When the fish in this pond grows bigger and stronger than you, then if you eat a bite of its flesh, It will be like drinking from a spiritual spring."

"I'm about to refine the golden elixir and become a great monster. How can these fish be better than me?" The little white fox didn't believe it even more, and felt dissatisfied with being looked down upon.

"Then wait and see." Zhuang Ming sat on the rock, holding the fishing rod in both hands, looking at the water surface quietly, and said: "One day when a big monster is caught, the Jiuyin Spring of the Fox Clan will belong to the Fox Clan again. gone."

"From Ziyanguan's hands, to bring back the Jiuyin Spring, what does this have to do with whether the fish in the pond grow up or not?" The little white fox couldn't help asking.

"Because whether the fish in the pond can grow up or not has something to do with me." Zhuang Ming continued to look at the water surface and said, "Whether I can ask Ziyan Temple to get back the Jiuyin Spring also has something to do with me."

"So what is the relationship between the fish in the pond and the recovery of Jiuyin Spring?" asked the little white fox.

"You'll know in the future." Zhuang Ming tilted his head slightly and couldn't help smiling.