I take the unicorn to the world

Chapter 822
"Is it still possible to lie to you at such an old age as a teacher?" Daoist Qingfeng glared at Zhou Ming, and continued: "If you really don't believe what the teacher said, you can see it by looking at yourself. When the white-haired female corpse was desperately fighting, the ten long nails of the white-haired female corpse pierced deeply into your flesh, leaving two large wounds that bled profusely. Seeing you crash into the wall of the tomb, all the bones behind you were shattered, aren’t you still fine now? If it weren’t for the inner alchemy that the teacher worked so hard to get for you, you would definitely die, even if If you barely survive, you will never even think about walking on the ground in your life."

Zhou Ming scratched his head, recalling what happened in the tomb last night. At that time, he was indeed made miserable by the white-haired female corpse. He rolled up his ragged sleeves again, and took a look at his arm, which was intact. , as if it was intact as before, as if nothing had happened, and even the skin at the wound was whiter, tenderer and more delicate than usual, which made Zhou Ming believe what Master said.

After pondering for a while, Zhou Ming said again: "So, that white fox has already cultivated to become a spirit, and he led us to that tomb in order to absorb the vitality of our master and apprentice, and wanted to use the white-haired female corpse Kill us, all this is the ghost of the white fox? It is insidious enough, no wonder people say that the fox is the most cunning animal, it is so powerful now, if it really cultivates to become a fairy, then pay it back have to?"
"No matter how powerful it is, it is a fox. Didn't it also die in the hands of the teacher? In this world, all animals are not scary, but the most terrifying thing is the human heart, just like those bandits in Heifengzhai, For example, that Jin Batian, they are much more cruel than this fox. This fox has been practicing for hundreds of years, and only killed a dozen people, while the bandits in Heifengzhai killed an entire village at every turn. Guang, do you think it's the refined white fox, or Jin Batian and his group?" Qingfeng Daoist said with a straight face, his eyes were deep and resentful, until now, after Wu Feng's death, Qingfeng Daoist is still alive. It's brooding.
Zhou Ming sighed, and couldn't help saying with regret: "Speaking of which, that white fox is pitiful enough. After so many years of hard training, you were slaughtered by your old man and took its inner alchemy. That thing must be more precious than your own life."

What Zhou Ming said was right. When the demon fox died, his eyes kept looking at the alchemy in Daoist Qingfeng's hand, and he couldn't rest in peace. His heart tightened unavoidably, and he also sighed and said: "There is no way to do this, whoever made it a demon fox that killed innocent people, as a teacher, I didn't want to take its life, I just wanted to take its life." After its inner alchemy, let it live, but this fox is greedy and wants to suck the vitality of the poor, if you don't kill it, it will kill the poor, and the poor has no choice but to kill it... It's really not easy for a beast to cultivate to this level..."

"By the way...Master!" Zhou Ming suddenly remembered something, so he asked, "What happened to the white-haired female corpse in the coffin?"

(End of this chapter)