It's snowing.The entire Yingyue Mountain is wrapped in silver.From this winter, Master asked us to go deep into the mountains to practice.Because, he has to choose the next mountain god from among the many apprentices.I was young and energetic, excited about the title of "God".Master said that every mountain and river must be guarded by a competent mountain god, who is old, and his aura has gradually collapsed, in order to avoid the disaster of heaven and earth, he wants us to study and practice more diligently, in order to be able to pick out the most suitable successor to protect the current mountains and rivers.That winter, I made an appointment with Buyu that when the next mountain god was born, whether the title was obtained by me or not, we would be married.My brothers and sisters, like me, dream of changing from a worthless demon to a mountain god who guards one side.Our life is no longer as comfortable and leisurely as it used to be, and some of it is just self-cultivation.And the ultimate goal of our cultivation is to complete our respective inner pills.As different kinds of demons, all the essence elements are on that inner pill, and the more complete it is, the stronger our strength will be.My senior brothers, senior brothers, wolf brothers, and cat brothers, have cultivated Neidan one after another.The Fox Clan's Inner Dan is the most difficult to cultivate, and when the senior brothers have already completed it, my Inner Dan is still in the critical period when it is about to take shape.During that time, Bu Yu often brought my favorite roast chicken to the cave where I practiced to treat me.She only meditated symbolically every day to practice qi, and she didn't think about competing for any mountain god at all.The only thing she wanted to do was my wife.The happiest memory is when we nested in the cave, lit a bonfire, and watched the snow fall outside the cave while eating fragrant roast chicken.The years are quiet, and the most precious thing is to be precious.Master rarely appeared in front of us during that winter.We know that he is accompanying his only child, who is suffering from a strange disease.Master's son was born unable to speak, nor was he conscious, like a living dead.Over the years, Master has tried many methods, but he has not been able to cure him, which makes those of us who are apprentices feel quite sad.However, gradually, the atmosphere in the mountains became strange, and my senior brothers who had refined into Neidan disappeared one by one.In the mountains and forests of Nuoda, there is no trace of them.The master got a lot older overnight, and while boiling medicine for his son, he sighed secretly: "It's okay, the wings are hard, let's go for a swing, Yingyue Mountain is still too small" I have always had a good relationship with my senior brothers, I can't figure out the reason why they don't say goodbye, is it in their hearts, the happiness of living with the master and everyone is not worth the lonely and inexplicable "wandering" What's more, didn't they still compete for the position of the mountain god before, although they were all confused, but I can't be too distracted in this matter.In another seven days, my inner dan will be consummated, and if I am restless at this time, it is easy to go mad.Silent will come to see me the next day, bringing good news, saying that everything is fine with the master, and the little brothers are also very obedient, and the missing senior brother Yu came back with the news, saying that he arrived in a very prosperous city and met a beautiful woman.I knew that not saying a word was not lying, and I finally settled down.However, I clearly saw the moment I turned away without saying a word, and I frowned slightly.The white fox is the nobleman of the foxes, and he is also the smartest, and he is always a good hand at observing words and feelings.I watched her back in the twilight, a series of deep and shallow footprints left in the snow, like a blemish on a beauty's face.She always said that the snow on the ground is a very beautiful scenery, and if you leave footprints, it will be bad, so when walking, she never leaves traces on the snow.I stood at the mouth of the cave, and my already settled heart was pulled up again by some strange force.t1706231537: