Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 401: Dogs rely on their superiors (watch in 30 minutes)

As autumn turns to winter and snow falls, Fanta City is quite lively.

People gathered at the edge of the parade ground, looking at the young boys in the field, trying to gather their own momentum.

However, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, most of these teenagers who had never seen the world could not help but show some fear.

The momentum is not a momentum, it is mostly a display of strength.

Outside the training ground, a man in armor sat next to the city guard and the man in Confucian robes, and shook his head slightly and said:

"There are still no good seedlings in Fantu City this year."

Upon hearing this, the city guard and the man in Confucian robes looked helpless.

Fanta City is located in the center of Yan Country. There are no spiritual materials produced in the surrounding area, nor are there any special spiritual pets. Even bandits have never seen it on a daily basis.

Among the young men who grew up here, how many can develop the courage and aura to face the challenge at this young age?
“If you could be more lenient regarding age…” the city defender asked tentatively.

However, before he could finish his words, the man in armor interrupted him:
"Old Chen, it's better not to say these words. I'm in a difficult situation too."

"Ugh."

The city defender in official uniform sighed. It has been nearly ten years since Fanta City has produced any good talent, and the city has been relying entirely on the imperial examinations.

Occasionally one or two Confucian scholars would emerge, but the help they provided to Fanta City was pitifully small.

If this continues, the resources obtained by Fantu City will be reduced to the lowest level next year.

"The winter selection will end tomorrow. Let's look around the city tonight. Maybe there are still suitable candidates."

The middle-aged scholar at the side spoke up, and the city guard was curious:
"Lao Yu, do you have any candidate in mind?"

The scholar's mouth twitched, but he finally shook his head: "Let's wait and see."

He kept it a secret like this, and the city guard was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks and urged him on again and again.

But the Confucian scholar just shook his head and said nothing more.

Outside the city, a half-grown child wearing a tattered cotton jacket and with an earthy face was leading a black dog to dig for food on the frozen soil.

Although both the man and the dog were quite thin, they moved swiftly and their eyes were bright.

Soon, they dug out a pile of plump, silkworm-like worms from under the frozen soil.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The black dog barked happily, and the half-grown child rubbed its head:

"Good job, Dahei. Eat more tonight."

As he spoke, the child pulled out a padded cloth from the lining of his clothes.

After packing the silkworms, he led the black dog and trotted towards the river.

After washing the silkworms and bringing them to the deep reeds, he broke off a lot of reeds, kowtowed to the stone in front of him and said:

"Shenshi, please help me make a fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the warmth gathered, then turned into a scorching heat, and finally ignited flames on the reed pile, and the snowflakes from the sky stopped falling.

"Thank you, God Stone!"

The child kowtowed respectfully, then strung the silkworms onto a wooden pole and roasted them over the fire.

Soon, the fragrance spread and the black dog started drooling.

The half-grown children gave more than half of the roasted silkworms to the black dog and ate with it.

Soon, the man and the dog had eaten all the silkworms.

Using the remaining warmth from the fire to keep away the cold, the child turned his head and looked towards the direction of Fantu City:

"I don't know how many people were selected in the winter election."

"Why don't you go?"

A voice suddenly sounded, frightening the child so much that he trembled all over. Then he turned his head to look at the sacred stone, thought for a moment and said:

"I can't read, I've never taken any medicine to nourish my body, and even lifting a stone lock is difficult for me. I will only be laughed at if I go."

"You are not afraid in front of me, and your thoughts and words are clear. This proves that you have power in your heart. If it were any other child, they wouldn't even be able to speak."

"I have power in my heart?"

The child was a little bit unconvinced, and then he heard the divine stone say:
"Your power comes from your dog. Have you ever heard of the saying 'a dog relies on the power of its master'?"

"When I was rushing to drink well water when it was hot, I heard someone say this to me. I don't think it was a good thing." The child said honestly.

“Whether words are good or not depends on who is looking at them.”

"In the eyes of others, you are taking advantage of the black dog by drinking the well water, and others will be jealous and secretly annoyed with you."

"In your opinion, you were doing this for your own survival and the dog's survival. Do you feel you were wrong?"

The child thought for a moment and said seriously, "I am not wrong."

"Yes, you are right." Shenshi said earnestly:
"Your dog relies on you, so it dares to show its teeth to outsiders, and you can also use its violent behavior to get what you want. Your power is also cultivated under such circumstances."

"A dog relies on the power of his master. This is my power..."

The child looked at the black dog thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his head and said:

"Shenshi, if I want to have enough food, does that mean I need to have a lot of dogs?"

"That depends on how you view what a dog is."

"I know how to look at it. Now I have nothing. Black Dog is my dog. Tomorrow I will go to participate in the winter election. Black Dog is also my dog!"

"When I am chosen in the winter election, the city lord and the scholar will be my dogs!"

As soon as these words came out, the young man's energy and spirit became highly concentrated, as if he had found his life goal.

The sacred stone stopped making any sound, and the embers of the fire quickly went out.

The child kowtowed respectfully to the sacred stone again, then stood up and left with the big black dog.

The sky gradually darkened and snowflakes began to fall again.

Nearly an hour later, the magic stone suddenly cracked, revealing the outline of a human figure.

Chen Yuan, who was covered in snow, opened his eyes, looked at the sparse snowflakes falling from the sky, and opened his mouth to exhale.

White smoke like a sword of air came out of his mouth, and his cultivation and aura, which were concealed by the Piaomiao Wuzong Pu and the Guibu, dissipated like lost air.

His aura was no longer as swift as a rainbow or a torch, his hair was no longer black and shiny, and even the robe he was wearing had a somewhat old look to it.

“There is no place in the world where we don’t practice cultivation.”

Like an ordinary man, he tightened his robe, stood up and walked towards Fanta City.

He took one step at a time, not looking like a cultivator at all, and gradually walked to the gate of Fanta City.

The soldiers guarding the city ignored him, or rather, they could not see him.

He still walked in through the city gate and passed through the city defense formation. The spiritual light swept over, but there was no fluctuation in the city defense formation.

Eleven months after entering the Godin Realm, Chen Yuan not only understood the principles of the city defense formation in this realm, but also had a preliminary grasp of the changes in "momentum".

Instructing the half-grown child was not only to verify his own views on "trends", but also to see what kind of person he could guide.

"Now that we have entered the city, we can use the power of the 'Nothingness' talisman."

He muttered to himself, and his ordinary temperament changed, becoming empty, as if he didn't exist.

Now, if he didn't see him face to face with his own eyes, he would not be able to detect his existence at all.

Even passers-by who passed by him would lose their memory of him once they took their eyes off him, as if they had never seen him before.

"'The power of heaven' is quite interesting."

He curled the corners of his mouth slightly, walked to the inn near the parade ground and checked into a room upstairs.

The waiter warmly welcomed him to stay. After he came down and put up a sign indicating that the room was occupied, he looked at the sign and asked in confusion, "Is room number three occupied? Is it a relative of the shopkeeper?"

The second day was the last day of the winter election in Fanta City.

There were not many young men on the training ground, and the number of people watching outside the field also decreased significantly.

Outside the training ground, the city guard, Old Chen, said anxiously:
"Lao Yu, why hasn't the seedling you mentioned arrived yet?"

The soldiers in armor also looked at him with anticipation on their faces.

The scholar looked a little dazed, as if he had encountered something last night. When he heard the greeting, he said with a strange expression:
"He will come. Oh, he is already here."

"where?"

The city defender subconsciously looked outside and saw a commotion at the entrance of the training ground.

After scanning with his spiritual sense, he frowned and asked, "Old Yu, is he the seedling you are talking about?"

"Yeah." The scholar nodded, then looked at the soldier in armor.

The soldier also dispersed his spiritual sense and looked at the young man who was arguing with the guard at the entrance of the training ground and said, "Let him in."

The soldier at the entrance of the parade ground was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look outside the parade ground, and after seeing the soldier in armor nodded to him, he stopped stopping the young man in front of him.

But the young man led the black dog into the training ground, which immediately caused a commotion.

"Hey, why did he bring a dog in?"

"How can a dog enter the training grounds? Get him out now!"

"This is ridiculous! What if that black dog bites my child?!"

The voices continued, but the soldier guarding the door said with a cold face:

"Don't make any noise. Anyone who interferes with the winter election will be beaten to death!"

In addition to warning them not to make trouble, this also means that the young man who brought the black dog into the venue cannot interfere with the winter election.

After hearing the soldier's warning, those who had spoken stopped talking immediately and just continued to look at the half-grown child and the black dog with dissatisfaction.

However, the skinny half-grown child ignored the people around him pointing and talking. He walked to the stone lock with a serious look, held the handle with both hands, and said to the black dog beside him:

"Dahei, help me!"

"Wang!"

The black dog responded, opened its mouth and bit the child's hand, and the handle of the stone lock rattled between its teeth.

The man and the dog worked together and barely lifted the stone lock.

Their behavior immediately attracted boos from outside the stadium.

He needs a dog's help even to lift the stone lock. This boy will definitely not pass the winter selection.

However, the young man showed no shame at all, and his face, which had turned red due to excessive force, now showed a hint of excitement.

He can do it! He and his dog can do it!
Putting down the stone lock, he picked up a single sword from the weapon rack, raised the sword and chopped on the hard wooden stake, and commanded the black dog to bite the place where he chopped.

Throughout the entire winter selection process, he was not at all nervous, nor was he ashamed of borrowing Black Dog's help.

There were constant boos and curses from outside the stadium, but he was not bothered at all, as if he turned a deaf ear to them.

"This kid is so shameless."

Outside the parade ground, the city defender couldn't help but speak out.

The scholar frowned and shook his head: "This is not something that can be achieved by being thick-skinned. He has already gained power."

"What's his name?" the soldier in armor asked with interest:

"Although his body is quite weak, he has indeed developed his own strength."

"Call..." The city guard hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "No name or surname."

"what happened?"

"There was a lot of rain in this area a few years ago, and his house collapsed. His parents died, leaving him alone. An old man in the neighborhood took pity on him and took him in. He raised him until he was four years old, but he also died."

"From then on, he lived alone. Whenever there were meals in the city, he was always there, but he didn't starve to death."

"Old Chen, Old Chen, if it weren't for the meal, I would have reported you anyway."

The soldier frowned and looked at the child: "It's him."

After saying this, he ignored the city guard who wanted to complain and flew straight into the training ground, landing in front of the half-grown child:
"You have been selected. Come with me. I will take you to the Imperial City."

The frail child was already panting with exhaustion. Looking at the man in mighty armor in front of him, he showed no fear at all and asked:
"If I follow you, can I eat enough?"

The soldier chuckled and said, "Yes!"

"Can you dress warmly?"

"Yes." The smile on the soldier's face gradually faded.

"Will it make people afraid to drive and beat me at will?"

"Yes." The smile disappeared from the soldier's face.

"Okay, I'll go with you, but I want to take my dog ​​with me!" the child said seriously.

"Okay!" The soldier responded solemnly, turned around and glared at the city guard and the scholar, then shouted loudly:
"The Fantu City Winter Selection is over, Team Feiyan assembles!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers guarding the parade ground immediately flew over, and after standing together with these soldiers, their momentum quickly rose and merged.

Mu Ran, they all disappeared, leaving the people outside the training ground looking at each other in bewilderment.

The city defender who was glared at by the soldiers said indignantly:
"What does Old Feng mean? What's his attitude?! Doesn't he know about the floods in the past few years? I've been looking for food day and night, how much can I protect? How much can I help?"

"Okay, okay. Old Feng is also eager to recruit talented people. Everything will be fine once he thinks it through." The Confucian scholar advised.

Outside the training ground, Chen Yuan looked thoughtfully at the people leaving the Feiyan team.

After thinking for a moment, he disappeared from the spot and followed the Feiyan team to the imperial capital.

He already had a preliminary understanding of the "momentum" and the principles of the formations in this world, so continuing to lurk wouldn't lead to any significant improvement.

Instead of continuing to wait here for an opportunity that may never come, it is better to go there directly.

The Feiyan team's movement speed was not fast, and Chen Yuan, who maintained the "momentum of nothingness", did not have any difficulty following.

Half a month later, he arrived outside the imperial capital of Yan State.

From a distance, it looked similar to the scene that Gui Shou Ling Zun had once deduced.

That white crane should be at the location of the imperial mausoleum...
He thought secretly in his heart, split into a clone, and followed the Feiyan team into the imperial capital.

However, as soon as the clone entered, a spiritual thought swept over his body.

The next moment, the power of teleportation emerged, and his clone was moved into a cage.

This is... the power of the formation spirit? !
Chen Yuan was slightly surprised. He didn't expect that the Yan Kingdom's city defense formation had actually produced a formation spirit!

"Are you the one who came from the outside world and broke into the border of Yan Country?"

Just as he was surprised, a voice sounded in his ears.

When he looked up, he saw a man in black with a gloomy face staring at him.

Sensing the opponent's aura that was like the deep sea, Chen Yuan controlled his clone to bow and said:

"I am afraid, I hope you won't blame me, Senior."

"Hmph. You sneaked in here, and you still blame me. You better hide well. If I find your true identity, you won't even know how to die."

Chen Yuan felt helpless, but still said:
"Can this junior's clone meet Senior Baihe?"

"wishful thinking!"

(End of this chapter)