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Chapter 67 The Wronged Little White Fox.jpg
"It's not the first time that the senior has given us something good. Is it necessary to cry and laugh? You are all so old, but you are not as strong-willed as me, Hu Qianli. By the way, I saw an old senior today. The senior said that she was her fellow Taoist. Because I asked for a good reason, the old senior gave me a jade pendant."

The little white fox showed off the benefits he had obtained.

The fox mother came over quickly.

"What jade pendant? Let me see it."

The little white fox pointed to his chest.

The fox mother turned it over and looked at it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"The gift given by the senior fellow Taoist must be extraordinary. You must wear it well."

Bai Su gave an order, and after the little white fox nodded in agreement, she asked again.

"What does the senior fellow Taoist look like? Do you know his name?"

"Senior asked you to bring back the technique. Did you tell us?"

"Forget it, just tell me everything that happened today, no matter how big or small."

The little white fox recalled for a moment, and then began to narrate.

The monsters were not bored at all and listened with great interest.

After the little white fox finished speaking, they all looked thoughtful.

"Danyangzi? Why does this name sound familiar?"

The golden monkey scratched his chin and seemed to have some impression.

"Hey, I remember now. When Ling He was still alive, he once went out to inquire and heard that the only cultivation sect near us was Danxia Mountain. One of the three immortals of Danxia Mountain seemed to be Danyangzi!"

The thrush screamed.

"Isn't the senior who arranged the battle formation for us also from Danxia Mountain?"

The monsters were all horrified, for it turned out that this person was actually an immortal from Mount Danxia.

No wonder he is qualified to be a senior fellow Taoist.

"Danxia Mountain"

Bai Su took note of it and said.
"The kindness of the senior is higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. I am afraid that we cannot repay it even if we risk our lives. I can only say that if the senior can use us in any way, we will not retreat even if it means we die."

"But this Danxia Mountain is different. The reason why they have helped us so many times is actually because of the face of our predecessors."

"How can we let the seniors owe us a favor? Everyone, work hard on your cultivation. If you have the chance in the future, you must repay these favors to Danxia Mountain!"

Upon hearing this, the monsters nodded one after another, with some confidence in their eyes.

If someone saw this scene, they might find it funny. You, a bunch of insignificant little demons, dare to say that you want to repay the favor of Danxia Mountain? Are you worthy?
But the monsters no longer felt the slightest bit of inferiority in their hearts.

They already have an excellent place to practice, a practice method that suits them best, and the opportunities that Xie Lian has given them time and again. Why can't they achieve success?
One day, the names of the monsters in Qingping Mountain will resound throughout the world of cultivation.

Not for anything else, just to avoid embarrassing the seniors.
When they thought of this, the demons felt a surge of heroic spirit in their hearts, and they felt more relaxed than ever before.

However, Bai Su frowned when she saw the little white fox retracting its claws and quietly retreating back home with a guilty look on its face.

"Hu Qianli, are you hiding something?"

The little white fox shuddered and avoided eyes.

The fox father was furious and picked up a stick to clean up the house.

"You dare to conceal the order of your predecessor?"

The little white fox trembled, and quickly covered his ears, speaking timidly.

"Okay, Senior Xie, I have something else to say to Aunt Bai."

Bai Su's heart trembled, and he immediately showed a serious expression.

"Say it!"

The little white fox looked confused.

"The senior said that Aunt Bai should supervise me and temper my temper."

Ok?
All the demons looked at Bai Su, and then at the little white fox. "Have you offended the senior?"

The little white fox's eyes were full of injustice.

"I really don't."

The fox father and mother sneered.

"If you didn't, why would Senior suddenly want to urge you? You must have done something wrong!"

The two looked at each other, grabbed the little white fox and went back, and the screams gradually faded away.

Only Bai Su seemed to have guessed something and was deep in thought.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed.

As the end of the year approaches, the warmth gradually fades away and the coldness comes up.

People spontaneously added an extra piece of clothing.

And among the bankers, a long and comfortable voice was heard. It was Zhuang Mochen.

He stretched himself, climbed out of bed, and immediately saw the sun hanging above his head.
"How long have I been drunk?"

He still remembers being drunk.

"Dad, you've been drunk for three days!"

Zhuang Yan heard the noise and walked over.

"What? Three days?"

Zhuang Mochen subconsciously didn't believe it, but his instinct told him that he seemed to have slept for quite a long time.

"You really slept for three days. Aunt Lian came to see you yesterday and said you were fine, just too tired. She asked you to have a good rest. When you wake up, you will be much better."

"Is that what your aunt Lian said?"

Zhuang Mochen looked a little messy, but this seemed to be the only possibility, because he felt that he was really a lot healthier.

He feels full of energy, his eyes and ears are sharp, and his legs and feet are full of strength, as if he is twenty years younger.

"Well, Aunt Lian is right. The old Taoist priest who drank with you that day left the next day. Before he left, he left a pill and asked me to give it to Dad, saying it was a gift from a drinking buddy."

Zhuang Yan took out the elixir left by Dan Yangzi and handed it over.

"The old Taoist priest has already left. How disrespectful! He is so drunk."

Zhuang Mochen said with some shame, but he didn't care about the elixir. He glanced at it casually and said.

"The old Taoist priest has good intentions, but this thing is unnecessary. The pills made by the alchemists are not good things."

He even felt a little disgusted instinctively. Throughout history, countless kings had been harmed by the "magic pills" of alchemists. The current Emperor Qian was an example.

But when Zhuang Yan saw his careless look, he became a little anxious. He grabbed his arm and spoke seriously.

"Dad, the elixir that the old Taoist priest gave you is a little different. Please keep it well and don't take it lightly!"

Zhuang Mochen was stunned. This was the first time that Zhuang Yan spoke to him in such a formal tone. He subconsciously grasped the medicine bottle and spoke.

"Okay, Dad will remember it."
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After Zhuang Mochen woke up, he quickly ate his meal and came to apologize to Xie Lian.

He thought that being drunk for three days was very rude, especially since he failed to see Danyangzi off when he left.

But Xie Lian knew that his good friend had become suspicious and had some doubts about his drunkenness for three days, and there was no lack of probing in his words.
In response to this, Xie Lian’s answer seemed very cunning.

"The one who got you drunk, sir, is Dan Yangzi. When I come next time, you can ask him if you have any questions."

This left Zhuang Mochen speechless. God knows when Dan Yangzi will come next time.

Let's put this matter aside for now.

Zhuang Mochen soon got back to busy work.

(End of this chapter)