After Zheng Dong broke through the foundation-building period in the Great Desolation, he put all his thoughts into practical practice.
After all, real practice is the foundation. The prehistoric practice is nothing but false. All you can gain is experience, which cannot be taken as real.
Deep in the Qinling Mountains.
Large formations surrounded the mountain peaks. The spiritual energy in the formations was rich, and the Taoist palaces were repaired one after another, like a blessed land of immortals.
In the medicine garden of Taoist Palace.
Bai Ling'er was directing a group of seven-foot-tall strong men with yellow scarves on their heads to water the elixirs in the garden.
"Dalang, be careful. This gourd is precious to you. If you break it, I'll take it apart for you."
Bai Ling'er was lying on a lounge chair next to him, holding a comic book in his two paws and crossing his legs. The soft sunlight shone on his snow-white fur, looking very comfortable.
"Master Bai, I'm careful."
The yellow scarf warrior named Dalang made a loud sound and said loudly.
"Um."
Bai Ling'er nodded noncommittally, as if telling the Yellow Turban Warrior to be careful was just a casual thing. All its thoughts were on the comic book in its hand.
"Um?"
Bai Ling'er suddenly felt that her hands were empty and the comic book had disappeared.
Turning his head, Zheng Dong's angry face came into view.
"I'm lazy again!"
Hearing Zheng Dong's scolding, Bai Ling'er's furry ears immediately tightened.
"Jiu, I don't dare to do it anymore, please don't hit me!"
Before Zheng Dong made a move, Bai Ling'er covered her head with her paws and quickly begged for mercy.
Seeing its funny appearance, Zheng Dong couldn't help but laugh. Fortunately, the puppets he made were all conscientious and completed his orders meticulously.
"Have you finished pouring the water in the spirit gourd?"
"Master Qi, the watering has been finished." Dalang stopped his movements and saluted Zheng Dong.
Hearing this, Zheng Dong nodded and looked at Bai Ling'er again.
"If you have nothing to do, go to the ancient world to practice more and read less messy books." Zheng Dong looked at Bai Ling'er, "You are a white fox, not a human. Your life span is much shorter than that of a human. If you don't practice well, you may lose your life span one day.
It’s a waste of my life.”
When Bai Ling'er saw that Zheng Dong didn't punish it, she immediately became happy, flew into Zheng Dong's arms, and said coquettishly: "Master, is there any difference between white foxes and you humans?"
"You have read a lot of miscellaneous books, don't you understand these things?"
Zheng Dong gently tapped its head.
Bai Ling'er rubbed her head with her little paws, then tilted her head and said, "I read in this comic book that fox demons have a very long lifespan."
"Do you think you can be called a demon fox now? In addition to being able to communicate with spiritual thoughts, illusions, and have a spirit that is stronger than ordinary people, what else can you do?"
"I think the little demon fox in this comic book, apart from being cute, is not as powerful as me." Bai Ling'er said, pretending to be very powerful.
In fact, Zheng Dong was also a little confused about Bai Ling'er's cultivation path.
The Taiyin concept it practices is logically a technique practiced by monks in the concentration stage. In terms of the strength of the soul alone, today's Bai Ling'er is not even much weaker than the average Qi refining monk.
But in terms of combat power, it is not enough for a Qi Refining monk to poke with one finger.
Apart from using its harmless illusions to deceive ordinary people, it basically has no choice but to surrender against monks.
According to Zheng Dong's idea, since humans can practice cultivation, animals can naturally do it too, just like the monsters in myths and legends.
Although Bai Ling'er is a bit magical, compared with the legendary demon clan, he has no other merits except being cute.
"Okay, anyway, just listen to me, practice hard with the techniques I teach you, and strive to become a real fox demon as soon as possible."
"There are still fake fox demons." Bai Ling'er muttered softly.
Immediately, he seemed to think of something and asked curiously: "By the way, you just said that I am a white fox and you are a human being, so how did I come here?"
"Well......"
Zheng Dong was stunned by this question.
He said "Wait a minute" and rummaged for the storage ring.
Half a moment.
"Found it."
With that said, Zheng Dong took out an envelope, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to the little fox demon.
"To be precise, you were fostered by someone else."
Bai Ling'er took the letter Tang Zhirou left for Zheng Dong, deftly opened the envelope with her little paws, and read the contents of the letter.
After reading it, it raised its little head and said childishly: "You mean, this little girl named Tang Zhirou is my master?"
"Correct answer."
"So you didn't pick me up, but someone else gave it to you?"
"That's right."
Bai Ling'er put the envelope aside and sat on the recliner, wondering what she was thinking.
It was the first time Zheng Dong saw the heartless Bai Ling'er looking so "sad", so he didn't bother him and was about to leave.
Bai Ling'er suddenly said: "I wasn't the child of you and this girl named Tang Zhirou, was I?"
After hearing this, Zheng Dong resisted the urge to beat it, stared at it and said: "Can humans give birth to foxes?"
"Why not? I read this comic book..."
"Don't mention the comic book to me! You are not allowed to read this crappy book again!" Zheng Dong couldn't bear it anymore and put the comic book directly into the storage ring and left the elixir garden without looking back.
Seeing Zheng Dong leaving, Bai Ling'er picked up the envelope again, read it carefully, and murmured: "You know my life experience, and you are my master?"
"Da Lang, take good care of the medicine garden!"
"Yes, Lord Bai."
After giving the instructions, Bai Ling'er rushed out of the elixir garden and sneaked into Zheng Dong's refining room.
"Whoosh!"
It rummaged through the refining room, then walked out with a black storage bag hanging around its neck.
Then, it went to Zheng Dong's alchemy room and plundered it.
The alchemy room and weapon refining room in the Taoist Palace are filled with Zheng Dong's hand-training works, but even so, if any thing inside is exposed, it can cause a crazy fight among the Qi Refining monks in reality.
Bai Ling'er knew nothing about the preciousness of these things. Anyway, it felt that these things were junk that Zheng Dong didn't care about, and they were discarded everywhere by him.
It should be no big deal if it picks up some randomly.
Zheng Dong would not throw away truly precious treasures.
"I guess I won't be beaten by the master." After thinking about it, Bai Ling'er quickly slipped out of the alchemy room.
Zheng Dong sat cross-legged in a quiet room and practiced in retreat. Bai Ling'er's every move was reflected in his spiritual perception.
Quietly, he left a spiritual thought on Bai Linger's body and ignored it.
If he guessed correctly, Bai Ling'er must have gone to find Tang Zhirou in the mortal world.
"It's good to understand your life experience and cut off the worldly ties, so as not to keep your mind restless and have no intention of practicing." Zheng Dong muttered to himself and continued to retreat.
Now that he has broken through to the late stage of concentration in reality and is only one step away from foundation building, Zheng Dong is ready to work hard to break through the foundation building stage.
The formations outside the Dao Palace are only some magic formations and spirit gathering formations, but there are no large protective formations.
Zheng Dong didn't think it was necessary for him to set up protective formations on Earth.
If he really encounters a danger that he can't resist, setting up a formation will probably not help.
Besides, he holds the Book of Truth in his hand and can use the Kingdom of God to teleport at any time. The protective formation is meaningless to him, and it is troublesome to get in and out.
Therefore, Bai Ling'er's descent down the mountain went smoothly without any obstacles.
Not long after coming down the mountain, it found a wild boar in the Qinling Mountains. After using illusion magic to charm it, it rode on the wild boar's neck and chirped to give orders.
If anyone understands Fox Language, he must know that this sentence means "Boar Rider, charge!"