Chapter Twenty-Two

  At first, Jin Guang just wanted to go and relieve himself, but who would have thought that after he finished, he heard a faint cry for help.

  "Hey, young master, come here!"

  It was a burst of golden light, a voice that had never been heard before, so charming that it seemed to penetrate to the bone; making people hear and involuntarily follow the sound.

  Jin Guang did not know that this was a kind of charm that could bewitch people's hearts.

  Although Jin Guang is a closed disciple of the current head of Xuan Xin Zheng Zong, Chi Songzi, he was not an inner door disciple who grew up in Xuan Xin Zheng Zong since childhood.

  Jin Guang was brought back by Chi Songzi from outside when he was five or six years old, and the entire Xuan Xin Zheng Zong, except for Chi Songzi, did not know Jin Guang's origin.

  When Jin Guang first arrived at Xuan Xin Zheng Zong, he was already five or six years old; however, regarding his past, Jin Guang knew nothing. According to what Chi Song Zi told outsiders, Jin Guang had contracted a serious illness and after recovering from it, he mysteriously lost all memories of his past. Even the name "Jin Guang" was given to him by Chi Song Zi later on.

  No matter how high one's innate talent is, if their cultivation doesn't reach a certain level, it's all in vain. The innate talent of Golden Light is indeed extremely rare, but the charm is such a high-level demonic art; Golden Light has never even touched upon it before, so naturally they easily fell for it.

  Jin Guang walked dazedly in the direction of the sound, walking and walking; he didn't know how long he had been walking, until that charming voice disappeared; Jin Guang himself also began to sober up.

  As soon as he woke up, Jin Guang felt that his whole body was not good. At this time, he would rather not wake up.

  He was now standing on a platform at the top of a mountain peak, with three sides being cliffs and only one side having a forest of strange rocks that were gloomy and eerie.

  The platform was about the size of an acre, with a huge smooth stone in the center. On top of it lay a snow-white fox with a slender body, extremely beautiful, especially its eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

  What was most astonishing was that the tails scattered around actually had... Jin Guang counted them roughly, and there were exactly nine tails scattered around.

  "Nine-tailed Fox!"

  Jin Guang had never seen this legendary creature with his own eyes, but he had heard many stories about the nine-tailed fox and was very familiar with them.

  The most famous one is the legend of Qingqiu Fox in the famous "Shan Hai Jing".

  There is a hill called Qingqiu, its south side has plenty of jade, its north side has plenty of green mist; there is an animal that looks like a fox but with nine tails; its sound is like a baby's cry, it can eat humans, those who eat it will not be poisoned; there is a bird that looks like a dove, its sound is like scolding, named Guanguan, wearing it will prevent confusion.

  The water of England flows out from there and pours into the Ze of Ji Yi in the South Sea. There are many red fish in it, which look like fish but have human faces; their sounds are like those of mandarin ducks, and eating them will not cause boils...

  Jin Guang's face changed greatly as he looked at the white nine-tailed fox lying on the giant stone, he knew that with his current cultivation level, let alone a nine-tailed fox, even an ordinary fox spirit might not be able to be killed by him.

  Just as Jin Guang was racking his brains trying to think of a way to escape.

  "Sir, is our house beautiful?"

  The white nine-tailed fox lying on the giant stone suddenly spoke in human language and smiled strangely at the golden light.

  With a 'boom', the golden light that had just cleared up his mind made it hazy again. He walked step by step towards the white nine-tailed fox on the giant stone, as if under its spell, when it said: "Young master, come here... hurry up!"

  Five steps... three steps... Just as the golden light was only two steps away from the white nine-tailed fox, a severe pain suddenly came to his wrist; The originally dazed Golden Light immediately became clear-headed.

  "Oh no! It's the Nine-Tailed Fox's Bewitching Technique."

  Jin Guang let out a cry of surprise from his mouth, and his face, which had long since lost all its color, didn't dare to slack off; he hastily sat down cross-legged on the ground and began to recite the Heart Sutra.

  "Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva, when practicing deeply the Prajna Paramita, saw clearly that all five skandhas are empty and thus transcended all suffering... form, sensation, perception, mental formations, and consciousness are also like this. Shariputra, all phenomena are marked by emptiness; they do not appear or disappear, are not tainted or pure, do not increase or decrease... there is no eye, ear, nose, tongue, body, mind; no form, sound, smell, taste, touch, dharma; no eye consciousness, etc. up to no mental consciousness; no ignorance and also no ending of ignorance... up to no old age and death and also no ending of old age and death..."

  The solemn Heart Sutra flowed out of the Golden Light's mouth, slowly... A faint layer of golden light began to seep out from the horizon, and the golden glow was particularly eye-catching in the pitch-black night.

  "Hmm... kid, I didn't think you'd have it in you; this kid still has some moral integrity." The white nine-tailed fox let out a soft hum, followed by a series of wailing cries that sounded like a baby's, and then stopped. The nine tails that had been scattered around the massive smooth stone all stood up, forming a peacock-like shape.

  When Golden Light was confronting the Nine-Tailed Fox, the inner disciples of the Mystic Heart Sect were getting anxious due to his disappearance; all the inner disciples of the Mystic Heart Sect dispersed in all directions under Yan Chi Xia's command to search for Golden Light's trail.

  At this moment, Jin Guang, who was sitting on the ground with his knees crossed and his hands clasped together in front of him, had no idea that the white nine-tailed fox lying on the huge stone was now showing a determined look as if it was eager to try something.

  The white nine-tailed fox was called Qingling, it had cultivated for hundreds of years and was only one step away from transforming into a human.

  It's just a pity that this white nine-tailed fox didn't take the path of cultivating immortality. Qing Ling said seriously, it should be considered a traitor to the Qingqiu Fox Clan. In fact, as early as 200 years ago, when Qing Ling was still a member of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, he was already one of the more talented cultivators in the clan; while other nine-tailed foxes were still struggling to cultivate and transform into humans, Qing Ling had long been able to transform into a human.

  When the green spirit saw its own reflection in the lake for the first time, it was startled by itself; the green spirit transformed into a human form was even more beautiful than Linglong, the most beautiful of the Qingqiu Fox tribe.

  The woman in white in the water had a face as big as a palm, with bright and spiritual eyes; under a pair of curved eyebrows, it was even more brilliant like stars, a small and delicate nose, and lips that were moist and tender like flower petals. Qing Ling liked her new look at first sight.

  It's all fate, it seems. Just as Qingling was going out to have some fun again, she encountered her first emotional crisis; Qingling, who had just transformed into a human, fell in love with someone she shouldn't have loved - an ordinary mortal.

  And this is just the beginning of all disasters!

  Immortals and mortals cannot fall in love, nor can humans and demons. Not to mention Qingling's love is unrequited, so this is a hopeless and doomed romance that will never come to fruition.

  The man Qingling loved was a scholar who came to the capital for the imperial examination. Although Qingling could already transform into a human, she was after all a demon, and what demons feared most was not the merciless water and fire, but rather the thunder on rainy days. Thunder had always been the Achilles' heel of all demons, and Qingling was no exception.

  In a stormy weather, Qingling, who was hiding in a broken temple to avoid the thunder, met her destined calamity; the tragedy thus began.

  When love arrives, it leaves no trace. Many cases of love at first sight can be explained as eternal at a glance; Qingling spent hundreds of years cultivating herself and finally transformed into a human after going through countless hardships.

  However, she fell in love with a scholar who was also taking refuge from the rain in the same temple, but unfortunately... that scholar already had a fiancée he deeply loved, so Qingling's romance was doomed to be hopeless.

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