Chapter 13: The Fox Offering Treasures (Seeking monthly tickets and follow-up reading) Why are you still crying? Qiu Zhen had a strange look on his face and became more and more curious. The white fox in front of me was curled up against the axe, waiting silently. If you think about it carefully, it's not difficult to guess. It followed the axe and found the sunny courtyard where he was staying - the axe had come into contact with the fox demon at that time, and perhaps it left some kind of breath. "Next time you encounter a monster or ghost, you must deal with it thoroughly afterwards." Qiu Zhen reminded himself secretly. Fortunately, the little fox demon in front of him did not show any hostility. just Why did it come? The white fox may have sensed the doubt in Qiu Zhen's eyes. It stood in human form, howling continuously and gesticulating with its paws, telling something.
After some gestures, it thought of something, turned around, stuck its butt out, and started digging in the haystack. Soon, the white fox pulled out a tattered gray cloth package from the haystack, held it in its paws, and looked at Qiu Zhen with anticipation. "Hey~" this. If it were a few days ago, Qiu Zhen probably wouldn't have been able to understand the white fox's abstract sign language. However, with the help of his soul, he connected the past and the present, deduced quickly, and vaguely guessed something. "You mean, you went to get this package that day, and when you came back, you didn't find me?" The white fox was delighted when he heard this and nodded like a chick pecking at rice. "Is this for me?" Qiu Zhen was a little surprised. Just now, the gray cloth was concealed by the figure of the white fox, so he didn't see any clues. But as soon as it appeared in front of him, the third eye between his eyebrows penetrated the tattered gray cloth and saw a ray of light inside. Obviously, there is a treasure in the package. Moreover, it is not an ordinary treasure. This situation made Qiu Zhen secretly sigh in his heart. Before this, it was very difficult for him to obtain resources. In order to survive, his parents planned to send him to be a son-in-law, to work like a slave, to be humble and to endure humiliation. In order to practice martial arts, he withheld his own earnings, and for this he was branded an "unfilial son", becoming a negative example of "unfilial sons" in the surrounding villages. He strives hard for every bit of resources, and is understood by others. Are the golden scales just a thing in the pond? They turn into dragons when encountering wind and clouds. After a hundred days of hard work, on the day when the foundation of the Dharma body was established, the situation immediately changed dramatically. When he encountered a monster, he was able to turn danger into fortune and encountered an opportunity.
Qiu Zhen sighed as he looked at the white fox kneeling in human form in front of him, who was quite intelligent, with a slight smile on his face: "You want to practice with me?" Upon hearing this, the white fox nodded repeatedly and saluted with its furry fox paws, showing inexplicable excitement. "Hey~" After a moment of joy, it half-knelt on the ground and handed the gray cloth package to Qiu Zhen. Those fox eyes were sincere and eager. The woodshed in front of us seemed to have become a temple. The believers prostrated themselves in front of the cushions, offering tributes devoutly and begging the gods and spirits to accept their offerings. "What a clever fox demon!" Seeing this, Qiu Zhen was quite satisfied. The white fox witnessed his hundred days of foundation building and knew his biggest secret. He had originally intended to contact the fox demon to keep the subsequent danger within a controllable range. The other party took the initiative to surrender, which was undoubtedly a good thing for him to get a pillow when he was sleepy. Not to mention, the white fox in front of him was not as savage and ferocious as ordinary monsters. It was endowed with wisdom and had a affinity with him. Many times, choice outweighs effort. The white fox came to him and placed its hopes on him, but he did not show any fear and did not dare to accept this cause and effect. "If I become successful in the future, I will not treat you unfairly." Qiu Zhen did not talk endlessly or make empty promises. After giving a brief explanation, he immediately reached out and took the gray cloth package that the white fox was holding above its head with both hands. "Ok?" Just as he took the worn package, Qiu Zhen sensed a stream of energy from the white fox flying towards him. Qiu Zhen was curious, and without saying anything, he [returned his light] and looked inside his eyebrow spiritual platform. He saw that in the spiritual platform world, [Dharmakaya Qiu Zhen] was sitting on the clouds, with golden light shining slightly, surrounded by countless numbers and mysterious tadpole characters, like a saint or a god, and under him was a torrent of steel and flashing neon lights. At first glance, nothing much has changed. However, Qiu Zhen was very perceptive and soon saw a ball of white light in the cloud in front of the "Dharma Body Qiu Zhen". Upon closer inspection, the white light was indeed a white fox. The one in the spirit platform is also in human form, kneeling and bowing devoutly, as if it were a believer, worshipping his Dharma body. "This is." Qiu was really surprised. believer? Or did he control and subdue the fox demon? The disadvantages of not having a "master" were clearly revealed at this moment. As a newcomer to the world of cultivation, he only had a vague understanding of many common sense things. The explanations in the gold and silk documents and the messages from predecessors are just a glimpse into the past. Fortunately, he never gets entangled in internal friction.
He didn't know the exact reason, but after the "White Fox Paying Homage", he could clearly feel that he and the white fox had some kind of connection, as if they had a telepathic connection, and they naturally became close. "This saves trouble." Qiu Zhenxin nodded with satisfaction, and then opened the tattered gray cloth package under the white fox's eager gaze. A herb appeared before him, and nothing else. This herb may have been picked not long ago. The stem is upright, with leaves in the middle and lower parts, which are oblanceolate. There is a cluster of purple-red buds on the head, and the pappus is white. The rhizome at the bottom is relatively thick and slightly fist-shaped, covered with soil, and the appearance is extremely complete. "Baizhu." As a clerk in a pharmacy, Qiu Zhen dealt with various herbs all day long and recognized the herb in front of him at a glance. Generally speaking, Atractylodes macrocephala is used as medicine in its "dried rhizome", and it is best to harvest it in winter when the lower leaves turn yellow and the upper leaves become brittle. In spring and summer, the upper branches and leaves of ordinary Atractylodes are still in the growth stage, so there is no green and mature "Atractylodes". As the saying goes, there must be something wrong when things go wrong. At this moment, Qiu Zhen's third eye between his eyebrows vaguely saw that the rhizomes of Atractylodes macrocephala wrapped in yellowish soil were emitting a faint glow, looking magnificent and magical. “Precious spiritual herbs and medicine!” Qiu Zhen was delighted. As an apprentice at the Medicine King Valley Pharmacy, he often dealt with medicinal herbs. Although he had never accepted or played with any precious medicinal herbs at close range, he had seen them from afar several times. Every time magical herbs and precious medicines appear in Qingmu Town, they cause a sensation. No matter what the quality of the spiritual herbs and precious medicines is, they will attract many martial artists and wealthy and powerful people to buy them at high prices, ranging from dozens of taels of silver to hundreds or thousands of taels of silver. It can be said that as long as people who go up the mountain to collect herbs can collect magical herbs and precious medicines, they can make a fortune and change their lives. Before this, Qiu Zhen, Zhao Dou, and Shen Liang would occasionally go into the mountains together to collect herbs, fantasizing that they would be lucky enough to collect such a magical herb and make a fortune. Unfortunately, it's just a daydream. Going into the mountains, you only earn some hard-earned money by collecting herbs, which can't change anything. "This white magic has a complete spiritual pattern." Qiu Zhen removed the dirt from the roots of "Baizhu" and was surprised to find a magical pattern at the base. A spiritual pattern means that this plant of Atractylodes macrocephala has changed its fate, reversed its growth and decline, transcended the shackles of time, and completely surpassed a growth cycle. Its roots and rhizomes contain rich spirituality, and have fully met the standards of a "spiritual herb and precious medicine." Some herbalists in Qingmu Town had previously found a precious herb. It was said that even though it had not yet formed complete spiritual patterns, it could still be sold for dozens of taels of silver. If such a precious magical herb were put on the market, it would cost at least a hundred taels of silver. What a great gift! Qiu Zhen has lived two lives, but he is not the kind of person who would be intimidated by money. When he saw the precious medicine "Atractylodes macrocephala", the first thing he thought of was not to sell it for money, but to use it for practicing martial arts. At the moment, he had no proper method of cultivating immortality. The "breath-eating method" was too crude, and no one taught him martial arts. It would take at least another year for him to follow the steps to become a "martial arts master" and make a name for himself.
A year is neither long nor short. Qiu Zhen is not an impatient person, but if conditions permit, he will not make himself suffer. “I wonder how much hard work I can save by taking this precious medicine.” (End of this chapter)