In Jiuyin Mountain.

Under the pine trees.

The wine jar is empty.

The old fox lying on the ground slowly sat up.

As it sits up, its body lengthens and becomes human-like.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into an old man in white robes with white hair and a childish face, with an immortal air and a high-spirited demeanor.

"Brother Dao, this hexagram is used to predict the good and bad fortune of the clan?" Zhuang Ming came closer and looked down at the hexagram.

"Exactly." The old man responded.

"How's the hexagram?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"It's hazy," the old man said.

"It involves ethnic groups and is of great importance, so it cannot be calculated?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"No, it was calculated three days ago that it was a sign of great misfortune, but now it is hazy and unclear." The old man stroked his beard slightly, with something strange on his face, and said: "It is hazy, which means it is difficult to distinguish between good and bad, but it is better than before, which showed a sign of great misfortune.

."

"Brother Dao, there is some truth in what I said." Zhuang Ming nodded slightly.

"Fellow Taoist, please sit down." The old man waved his hand, and the dust on the ground suddenly rose up and turned into tables and chairs. He exhaled softly, and suddenly it was quiet, as if it had been transformed into jade.

"Good means." Zhuang Ming praised. If he still had the body of a true dragon, he could do it with magic power. But now he only has a strong body and only brute force.

"It's a small skill that fellow Taoists praise."

The old man said this and took a deep look at Zhuang Ming.

Three days ago, the hexagram was a sign of great misfortune.

That night, the sky changed, and thunder streaked across the sky, splitting it apart.

The gap in the void flashed away, and something fell inside. I don't know what it was.

But after that day, the hexagram images became hazy.

He suspected that it was a crack in the void, disrupting the secrets of heaven and making it impossible to calculate.

But he was even more suspicious because this person came to the clan.

This person cannot predict, so the good and bad fortune of the clan are also unclear.

Something fell from the crack in the void, and he vaguely began to suspect that the person who fell was indeed the person in front of him.

If he really came from the void, then this person should be the legendary immortal god.

But now this person does not have the power of a god.

Is it because he was seriously injured in the void and no longer has the cultivation level of an immortal?

"I already have a rough idea of ​​the situation of the Fox clan."

Zhuang Ming said: "This time my fellow Taoist can tell everything about the Nine Yin Stones, it is indeed candid..."

Upon hearing this, the great elder of the Fox Clan hurriedly said: "So what do fellow Taoists think this should be?"

Zhuang Ming shook his head slightly and said: "The Wolf King is close to the ultimate in mysticism. If you and I work together, we are no match for him."

He did not think too highly of himself just because he had killed many peak Zhenxuan, and regarded the Wolf King in the sixth level of Zhenxuan as nothing.

At this moment, at that moment, he currently does not have the power to kill the peak Zhenxuan, nor does he have the capital to overlook the high-level Zhenxuan.

He is self-aware and understands the current situation clearly.

The great elder of the Fox Clan's heart sank.

This young man does not seem to be the unfathomable immortal god in his mind. He does not have the kind of unruly and arrogant person who looks down upon the world, nor does he have the kind of domineering attitude that regards the Wolf King as his prey.

This young man is really not strong enough to resolve the danger of the Fox Clan.

From this point of view, is it inevitable that the Fox clan will still risk annihilation and move outside the Yinshan Mountains?

"Grand Elder, don't be discouraged." Zhuang Ming flicked his fingers, stroked the little white fox on his shoulder, looked at the old man, and said, "Grand Elder and I are no match for the Wolf King, but that doesn't mean this situation is impossible.

Dissolve.”

"If you can't defeat the Wolf King, how can you resolve this crisis?" The elder of the Fox Clan frowned.

"Have the Great Elder ever considered driving away tigers and devouring wolves?" Zhuang Ming said with a chuckle.

"Are you talking about the Tiger King?" The little white fox suddenly spoke up, shaking his head and saying, "That big tiger ate our grandma ten years ago, but it was also injured by our grandma, and now it can no longer defeat the Wolf King.

Already."

"And the blood feud between it and our fox clan cannot be reconciled. We will not bow to it, and it will not help us." The great elder shook his head and said: "If it hadn't eaten grandma, with the help of grandma's Zhenxuan Sixth

With our level of cultivation, that wolf king will not target us."

"Is there still this dispute?" Zhuang Ming was slightly surprised when he heard this, and said: "But when I talk about driving tigers and devouring wolves, I am not talking about the tiger king."

"Not Tiger King?" The elder looked quite surprised, and the little white fox was even more confused.

"The map of mountains and rivers given to me by the Great Elder just now covers a radius of thirty thousand miles. From there, six thousand miles to the southwest, you will exit the Yin Mountain. Then thirteen thousand miles further to the southwest, there is a Taoist temple."

Zhuang Ming said: "It is marked on the mountain and river topography map that this Taoist temple is called Ziyan Temple. It is very powerful and is known as the ancestral temple of Taoism in the world. It has more than ten thousand disciples and many practitioners. Its contemporary temple owner is the existence of the Eighth Seal of Zhenxuan.

."

"That's right." The great elder was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you want Ziyan Temple to help our Fox Clan?"

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Ming said slowly with a normal expression.

"The Taoists of Ziyan Temple have always liked to subjugate demons and eliminate demons. If we and other demon clan aliens step out of Yin Mountain and set foot in the human world, they will be regarded as causing trouble to the world and be killed on the spot. We cannot leave Yin Mountain at all.

"The Great Elder smiled bitterly and said: "Let alone stepping outside Yinshan Mountain, even if we stay safe, those Taoists usually come to Yinshan Mountain to search for heavenly materials and earthly treasures in order to refine medicine and treasures. When they meet the aliens of my monster race, they often don't care about good and evil.

Regardless of whether they were innocent or not, they were killed with one sword and taken back to make elixirs and treasures... In the last hundred years of my Fox clan alone, thirty-two members of the clan have been killed by monks, and their furs were used to make robes."

"Since you can't go to Purple Smoke Temple, how about I go?" Zhuang Ming asked.

"So what if you go? Why does Ziyan Temple help my Fox Clan?" the great elder asked.

"With the wonderful effect of Jiuyin Spring." Zhuang Ming said with a smile.

"This is the most precious treasure of our Fox Clan, the foundation for our foundation. How can we hand it over to Ziyan Temple?" When the great elder heard this, his heart suddenly sank.

"This crisis involves the survival of the Fox clan. Even if the relocation goes smoothly, there will be no more Jiuyin Spring available within a thousand years, and more than half of them will be killed or injured." Zhuang Ming said: "Even if all the Jiuyin Spring are donated in this thousand years, you

It’s not a loss…it also saved the lives of many fox tribesmen.”

"But what about after a thousand years?" the great elder asked.

"I said before that even if you offer it for a thousand years, it won't be a loss." Zhuang Ming said calmly: "But I didn't say that you need to offer it to the Purple Smoke Temple for a thousand years."

"It doesn't take a thousand years?" The great elder was stunned for a moment and said, "How many years will it take?"

"Within a hundred years, Jiuyin Spring will still belong to the Fox Clan." Zhuang Ming said.

"Purple Smoke Temple only wants Jiuyin Spring, which has been owned by our Fox clan for centuries?" The great elder was a little stunned and a little unbelievable.

"Purple Smoke Temple is such a large sect, in the face of such interests, they will naturally not be so generous and kind, let alone give up Jiuyin Spring after a hundred years." Zhuang Ming said: "But after a hundred years, Jiuyin Spring will still belong to Hu.

Clan, this is my promise to you."

"Are you sure you can retrieve Jiuyin Spring within a hundred years?" the great elder said in surprise.

"Of course there is." Zhuang Ming said calmly.

"But the Nine Yin Spring alone may not be able to invite the Purple Smoke Temple." The great elder said.

"You have underestimated the magical effect of the Nine Yin Spring. You must know that the danger in your clan comes from the Nine Yin Spring. The magical function of this spring is even more important to the people of the Taoist sect..."

When Zhuang Ming said this, he looked to the southwest.

To drive away tigers and swallow wolves, he used it a lot when he was in the Dongsheng Dynasty, before the dragons were ready.

His first business was not obtained by plundering from Qian Yang and Yin Ming, but by giving 70% of the profit to the Lord of the Third Mansion of Huai'an at that time.

Even though he had two martial arts masters at that time.

But after all, he is not a robber who blocks the road.

Force is only a deterrent and cannot be used to do business.

At that time, the business made a profit of 100,000 taels, so he gave away 70,000 taels to the Lord of the Palace. He also had 5,000 taels of silver to support his business, and the remaining 25,000 taels fell into his own pocket.

At that time, he was quite distressed because of this first business deal and the price of this first collusion between government and businessmen.

But he knew better that if he did not cooperate with Lord Fu, then he would not be able to do this business.

But if the business fails, I won’t even be able to earn 25,000 taels.

This was his first step as the richest man in Huai'an.

Until later, as it developed more and more, officials from all over the country had their control in his hands, and it was he, Zhuang Ming, who gradually gained greater interests.

This time, the tiger is driven away to devour the wolf, and the Jiuyin Spring is handed over to the Ziyan Temple. This is similar to what happened back then.
To be continued...