"Well——"

Zhiyang moved slightly, and pain instantly spread throughout his body.

The smell of blood in his mouth seemed to remind Zhiyang that this was not a dream.

The whole person was lying on his side in the mud, motionless and unresponsive.

I had a splitting headache, but my consciousness gradually became clearer.

"Who... dares to let me sleep here? Don't you want to live? Let me return to the palace quickly!"

Her consciousness gradually became clearer, and when the sky was filled with stars, Zhiyang slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the familiar scenes around him, it seemed that he had returned to the Three Realms again——

This deity has long been turned into withered bones, his spiritual consciousness has long been shattered, and even his soul has disappeared. How can he possibly return to the Three Realms?

He wanted to get up slowly, but found that his hands were not in control, and the original slender jade fingers had turned into two dirty fox paws.

"I turned into a fox again?!"

Only when she saw the two fox paws shining brightly in front of her eyes did she react.

He turned over, his two hind legs trembling slightly, supporting his body, and stood up slowly.

There was a puddle next to it. I staggered over and saw a skinny little fox covered in mud in the moonlight. His face and body were all covered with wounds from being whipped, and there was no good spot on his body.

"The majestic female devil of Qingqiu has now turned into a little fox being bullied?"

Looking at her reflection in the water, Zhiyang still couldn't believe that it was herself...

It is true that Zhiyang has been the concubine of Qingqiu since she was a child, but the only ten-tailed fox in the world, Nuwa Empress said that she has great fortune. She is a fairy when she is born, and she can become a human form without training.

He has obviously lived for hundreds of thousands of years and died for hundreds of years, and now he has turned into a fox, which is really not suitable for him.

Especially now that he has been injured all over his body and his heart is still stained with large amounts of blood. Let alone running, he can barely stand now.

Fortunately, the white fox is still the same as before. Although his body is covered with mud, it does not affect his beauty at all.

Under the moonlight, Zhiyang walked slightly, weighing his body by the water.

"What has this little fox experienced before?"

Looking at herself on the water, Zhiyang felt strange. After regaining some strength, she could barely run.

After running away, she noticed that the fox seemed to have its tail docked!

Realizing something was wrong, she curled up and coiled her entire fox body together, only to see clearly the condition of her tail.

Qingqiu Tail Cutting Technique!

Qingqiu is the holy land of the fox tribe. Unlike the Tushan lineage, Qingqiu foxes have always been full of spiritual energy.

Each of the nine tails of Qingqiu Fox has the effect of life and death, flesh and bones.

If all eight tails are cut off, it is the secret technique of Qingqiu - sacrifice.

What is a sacrifice?

Using the roots and tendons of the sacrificed immortals and demons as a guide, they sacrifice their own flesh, blood, and magic power to others.

The performer removes the magic power from the whole body, cuts off the eight tails, and injects Qingqiu Fox's heart blood into the bones and tendons of the sacrificed person, experiencing the pain of eroding the bones and the heart.

During the process of performing the spell, one must maintain a clear mind, praying that the sacrificed immortals and demons can hear their call, dedicate one's life and soul to the summoned immortals and demons, and allow the scattered souls to return to oneself.

This is the sacrifice of Qingqiu. Both immortals and demons can be sacrificed.

The price paid is heavy, and the pain of tail-cutting is beyond the endurance of ordinary people, let alone all eight tails cut off?

For thousands of years, almost no one in Qingqiu dared to really try. What's more, 90% of the souls of the sacrificed gods and demons have long been annihilated. What conditions are there for a living person to wholeheartedly sacrifice to a person who has already been sacrificed?

Where are the gods and demons that turned into withered bones?

"This little fox actually found the fox tail that I cut off back then..."

Looking at the reflection in the water, Zhiyang shook his head slightly and smiled calmly.

"I don't know what happened to this body, but such obsession brought me, the devil, back..."

Zhiyang curled her lips, feeling unworthy of the little fox.

"Isn't it good to live? How stupid!"

It has been more than eight hundred years, and Zhiyang asked himself that he had no nostalgia for this world. Now that he was forcibly summoned back, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Looking at the figure of the fox in the water under the moonlight, Zhiyang sighed secretly.

"Now that I have found my fox tail, there is still some chance between you and me. If you call me back with your life, I will definitely help you take revenge. The bloodthirsty Witch of Qingqiu should avenge you, the little fox.

It’s not a difficult thing.”

The sky was slightly cool, and the wind gently swept over Zhiyang's body. The fox fur, which was not thick in the first place, seemed to have no effect at all in this autumn wind.

Rather than freezing outside all night, it would be better to drag this body to the mountains to try her luck. Of course, before that, she didn't want to go out with this dirty skin and simply wash her face and take a shower.

Mud on the body.

It was too cold, so Zhiyang didn't dare to delay. She looked around and found that the only place that could get shelter from the wind was the mountains to the east.

I was pretty lucky. As soon as I climbed up the mountain, I saw a cave.

This should be the only thing that makes her happy after her rebirth!

After entering the cave, Zhiyang didn't care about anything else and just meditated directly to get used to the new body. He also had to recover from the old injuries in the body over the years.

This sitting lasted all night.

Quietly, the stars in the sky shifted silently and gathered in the sky above Qingqiu. The entire Qingqiu spirit gathered in the cave for no reason, surrounding Zhiyang's whole body.

"Well - I had a very comfortable sleep this time!"

Sunlight shines into the cave entrance from the outside, and the originally shrouded earth returns to its own color.

After a night's rest, Zhiyang's spirit recovered a lot. Although the scars on her body have not recovered, they no longer affect her normal actions.

“Comfortable!”

She turned over and sat up, stretching hard. She hadn't been this comfortable for a long time. Looking up, the beautiful scenery between the mountains and fields fell into Zhiyang's eyes.

"This is... Qingqiu?"

Now that I have returned to a place where I have lived for thousands of years, I feel a bit like a home away from home.

She stood on the edge of the cave and looked down at the mountain quietly, as if nothing had changed.

The life here is simple, the folk customs are honest, and there is no flattery or condescension from the Nine Heavens. Although it is a fairyland, it is governed like the human world.

Once you know the place clearly, walking is not difficult, especially if you are on your own territory.

He ran directly down the mountain along the road, and ran directly to his original dormitory.

Qingqiu is a blessed land by nature, surrounded by mountains and a fertile plain in the middle. All ethnic groups thrive in the plains and mountains. Unlike other ethnic groups, the ancestors of the Fox tribe took a piece of pure land in Daze in the east and drew the land.

For the palace, he rules Qingqiu.

"I don't know who the Heavenly Emperor sent to guard Qingqiu this time? My Qizhi Palace was probably reduced to ruins..."

Zhiyang thought to herself that when walking through the swamp, there was a faint noise from the south.

Zhiyang had not watched the excitement for a hundred years, so she jumped lightly and got into the grass beside her, leaning down and watching them quietly.

"We left her here yesterday? How could there be no trace of her?"

"Could that smelly fox still be able to escape after stealing its tail?"

Zhiyang hid quietly in the grass and watched every move of the two people.

They seem to be looking for a fox?

"Impossible. All the injuries on her body were caused by me. How could she run away!"

"That's right. Forget it, let's find the fox tail she stole. My mother is still waiting to use the fur to make a scarf!"

At this point, Zhiyang finally understood.

The two Kui Niu were looking for the little fox they had sacrificed. The stolen fox tail was probably the bones they had left behind...

What a guy! I want to use my tail as a scarf for Kui Niu!

A mouthful of blood almost spurted out of Zhiyang's mouth.

My aunt is also a witch after all, so you can't be so nervous about my muscles and bones!

It is said that this is fate. What a coincidence, I met Zhiyang just after coming down the mountain.

Looking at the two people, Zhiyang had a plan in her heart.

I crept forward along the bottom of the grass, found a Qingpu leaf nearby, and quietly placed it in the mud. Seeing the two people not far away who were still having trouble, I couldn't help but smile in my heart, and jumped directly onto the leaf, using the only one left.

The tail lightly swept the surrounding grass, drawing the two people's eyes here.

"Brother! Over there!"

Sure enough, just as Zhiyang expected, these two idiots fell into the trap.
To be continued...