The Little Fox's Immortal Cultivation Encyclopedia

The fox concentrated intently, and after forming its core, its five senses became increasingly sharp. Once it calmed its mind, it could see many things it had never seen before, such as the black mist in front of it.

Almost transparent, tinged with decay, and exuding a chill. Unlike the clear, cool moonlight, it carried a dampness that seeped into one's very bones.

The aura wasn't strong; only a few faint wisps lingered in the air, actively moving closer to the fox.

A surge of instinctive resistance welled up inside the fox, and it retreated, but the malevolent aura followed it like a shadow, getting closer and closer.

"Yin Sha Qi is a collection of evil and filthy things in the world. It tends to attach itself to ominous places, ancient tombs, and the abodes of vengeful spirits, and it becomes stronger on rainy days and at night."

"When it invades the body, it depletes the body's Yang energy, leading to chronic illnesses with chills and fever, and restlessness of the mind."

"Bad stuff, I won't eat it." With a thought, its radiant white magical power emerged from its inner core, completely enveloping its entire body and keeping the black energy out.

Amazing! The fox felt the magic flowing through its limbs and bones, and it was filled with curiosity.

It tried to spread its magic outwards, but the farther away it was from its body, the thinner and more delicate the magic became. Until it was about two fox-body lengths away from itself, the magic became like a thin thread and could not extend any further.

"My magic power is still too low." The fox was not discouraged. It raised its head again and focused on absorbing the moonlight to gather its magic power.

As dawn broke, morning light spilled over the peach branches. The last ray of moonlight disappeared into the sky.

But the fox didn't stop breathing; it sensed another spiritual energy, arriving along with the rising sun.

Its reddish-gold luster was as fine as a spider's thread.

"The essence of the sun is the ultimate yang energy of the sun, and it is the core of pure yang energy in the world."

"Its nature is pure and masculine, without a trace of yin or turbidity. During the day, it pervades the sky and flourishes at sunrise and midday. At night, it hides in the earth's veins and lies dormant in yang caves."

The fox tentatively opened its mouth and sucked in the sunlight. The crimson light flowed down its throat, trickling down its back, spreading slowly along the fur's texture, and flowing all the way to the tip of its tail, dyeing the snowy downy fur golden.

"Huh?"

The essence of the sun circulates throughout the body, with some of it merging into the flesh and blood, and the remainder merging into the inner elixir.

As Yin and Yang converged, the fox's pure white magic was tinged with crimson.

The fox looked at it more and more, and suddenly realized: "Isn't this just like fox fur, reddish mixed with white?"

It immediately thought of that Yin energy; if it could inhale some, its fox claws would also have that color, how perfect that would be.

But the voice said it was a bad thing. Should I try it or not?

This dilemma was already fraught with uncertainty as dusk settled in.

The yin energy that had been dispelled and driven away by the sun's essence during the day re-emerged from the tomb and surrounded the fox.

The fox made up its mind, took a deep breath, and the evil energy flowed in one after another, rushing into its body.

Once these black energies entered the throat, they changed their appearance, like a frozen snake suddenly awakening, its stiff and cold body suddenly stretching out, its sharp teeth drilling into the meridians.

The fox was startled and hurriedly redirected its magic power. Its red and white magic power scorched like fire, and after several attempts to surround and intercept it, it completely dissolved the Yin energy.

The fox's throat bobbed slightly, exhaling a wisp of pale gray breath, looking somewhat dejected.

It focused its mind, calmed its slightly ruffled fur, and obediently continued to inhale and exhale spiritual energy.

The essence of the sun rises in the morning and dissipates at dusk, the moonlight rises at night and disappears during the day; time flows by, and the fox clearly feels that the distance its magical power extends has increased. It has extended another kiss's distance beyond its original range.

Within the range of his magic, aided by some inexplicable sense, even with his eyes closed, the fox could clearly see everything around him, including the figure of the titmouse pecking at his ears.

"Eh?"

"Fox, fox!" the titmouse leader called out with all his might, his voice almost hoarse, until finally the amber eyes opened.

"You've been sleeping for too long; five days have passed!"

The fox turned its head and knocked the titmouse to the ground: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Where are you going?" The leader of the tits flew up, scratching frantically with its claws, pointing up the mountain. "Remember that tit that I sent to keep an eye on people? Something happened to it! We helped you before, now it's your turn to help us!"

The fox looked up and could only see a small dark shadow. Magic flowed into its eyes, and the scenery suddenly became clear.

It was the same sparrow from before, carrying a delicate little bag, flying straight into the mountains. Its direction was clearly towards the mountain god's temple.

"Hurry up and keep up!" The leader of the tits flew anxiously, then turned back to wait for the fox. "It won't respond when I call it, it's like its soul has been stolen! Hurry up!"

Before it could finish speaking, it saw the fox leap lightly, its massive body blocking out the sunlight like a red cloud, pressing down on it.

With its limbs tucked together, it firmly planted its foot on the titmouse.

"Oh my god! They're killing a bird!" The sparrow jumped in fright, its feathers bristling, and instinctively flapped its wings wildly. After a moment, it came to its senses. "Hey, didn't it crush me?"

The fox gathered its magical power and felt as light as a leaf. It lowered its head, pondered for a few moments, and gently touched what was probably the place where the titmouse's ear was.

"Fly fast."

A fox and a bird soared into the sky, flying towards the mountain god's temple.

In just a few days, the mountain god temple was completely transformed. The damaged walls and floor tiles were repaired, and the onlookers were gone, leaving only a few craftsmen still busy at work.

The older craftsmen climbed the wooden ladder, steadily pinched the cut paper with their fingertips, and carefully smoothed the paper along the edges.

He first stuck one corner of the paper on, and then gradually spread it outwards, carefully placing it on the idol.

The titmouse landed directly on the craftsman's shoulder, and spat out a palm-sized piece of paper, covered in ink writing, which fell into the craftsman's hand.

The craftsman didn't rush to read the letter. He gently stroked the sparrow's head, took out a handful of grain from his pocket, and piled it on the ground.

The titmouse chirped merrily, then hopped down without fear and began pecking at the food with a delightful air.

The fox silently withdrew its gaze and looked at the leader of the mountain sparrows: "Is this what you meant by 'something happened'?"

It picked up a stone of suitable size from the ground, wrapped it in its magic, and threw it with a whoosh, hitting the pecking sparrow on the head.

"call out--"

"Snapped!"

The titmouse jumped in surprise, turning its head dizzily, looking around, and finally met the amber eyes on the eaves that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Boss!" It instantly recognized the titmouse leader next to the fox, and flew over with a mixture of surprise and grievance, flapping its wings. "That fox threw stones at me!"

The sparrow, frustrated by the sparrow's lack of ambition, angrily pecked at it.

"I might as well just smash you to death! Why did you ignore us just now?"

"Boss," the messenger sparrow said, sounding even more aggrieved, "I couldn't control myself either."

"You've been fooled by humans with food, you worthless thing! What about the dignity of us tits?!"

"Boss, I..."

A fluffy tail stretched out and entangled the two quarreling sparrows. The fox stared at them with a headache: "Stop arguing, let the fox handle this!"