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Chapter 3163 The token of love and utterance

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Finally, Tamamo Mae took a long breath, and the plain expression on his face gradually became a little helpless and desolate: "The eight-foot magatama, to me, it is more than just a magical weapon."

Well

Fu Yang was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Tamamo Mae meant.

On the contrary, it was Wei Ke. As a woman, she keenly picked up something unusual from the other person's tone and demeanor. It seemed that there was resentment and memories.

Ahem

Tu Er spoke at this time: "Boss, Fu Yang. Sister Xiaoyu's eight-foot beautiful magatama has special meaning to her."

Master Xiong suddenly became unhappy and put his hands on his hips: "Little rabbit, which side are you standing on? Why are your elbows turned outward? After all, the Eight-foot Qiong magatama, Tiancong Yunjian, and Eight-tatami mirror are actually elements of Fu Xiaozi's family.

The Jie Pearl was stolen by that piece of shit Fu Xufu and split into pieces."

"Boss, me, me"

Rabbit Er was scolded by Master Xiong, and the furry rabbit ears on his head suddenly drooped aggrievedly, and his eyes were filled with tears, as if he was about to cry.

Mr. Xiong also didn’t expect that this little girl would be so aggrieved even if he spoke harshly, so he could only quickly rub her head: “Why do you cry so often? Aren’t you the Tiangang Demon Emperor? Aren’t you the hard-on dick with Xiao He’er?

. Not even in Japan, he is also a powerful monster. Okay, okay."

At this moment, Fu Yang and Wei Ke were sitting there in silence, not knowing what to say.

They can also see that this eight-foot magatama does have a very important personal meaning to Tamamo Mae. However, it must be obtained.

At this time, Tamamo Mae smiled and shook his head: "Okay, Sister Rabbit, don't feel wronged. Lord Tianpan and Brother Fu Yang have a deep love, and the eight-foot magatama is related to the safety of his parents and his own future. It's okay to be anxious.

It’s normal. Sister, I know my priorities.”

"Actually, to put it bluntly, it's just a token of love for someone who has betrayed his heart. Hehehe, keeping this kind of thing will only increase worries."

So this is ah

Fu Yang suddenly realized: No wonder Tamamo Mae's expression was a little strange when he was talking about the eight-foot magatama. It didn't seem like he didn't want to give it, but he seemed to be hesitant to speak.

However, to be able to give such a heaven-level magic weapon as a "love token", that man must be definitely not an ordinary person.

At this time, Wei Ke's spiritual consciousness sent a message to Fu Yang and said: "Idiot, I guessed it just now. Judging from Tamamo Mae's expression, I'm afraid it has something to do with emotional injury."

Tamamo was silent for a while, then suddenly his body moved and turned into a soft white mist.

When the fog cleared, a tall white fox was revealed

It is much larger than the average fox, almost as big as a tiger. The hair on its body is extremely smooth, as if it is silkier than the softest silk in the world. It also has a faint luster of white snow and stars, which is fascinating.

.

The neck is long and slender, and the eyes are as clear as blue crystals, giving him an ethereal aura. The nine big furry tails behind him add a bit of beauty.

This is Tamamo Mae's true form

The Qingqiu lineage of China is the only known remaining nine-tailed fox in the Dharma Ending Era.

Perhaps there are still nine-tailed foxes of the Qingqiu lineage in China, or in the world, but they have always been hidden and unknown.

"Is this the nine-tailed fox? It's so beautiful."

Even Wei Ke subconsciously stood up and looked at Tamamo Mae's real body in admiration. Not to mention the human form it transformed using a blinding method, this real body alone is enough to make humans feel "beautiful".

Mr. Xiong looked at the white nine-tailed fox, and seemed to be thinking about something else. He subconsciously pursed his lips and muttered in a low voice: "Foxes, foxes, Qingqiu people are all people who rely on their faces to make a living, and they live a very long time."

, God is so partial."

But it looked at Fu Yang again and added: "Of course, no matter how partial it is, it can't be partial to Mr. Fu. Do you dare to believe that the illegitimate child of God is paralyzed?"

Tamamo Mae, who had revealed his true form, lowered his head slightly, looked at the people in front of him, and said softly: "Fu Yang"

What

At this time, Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Mr. Xiong were all shocked.

Because Tamamo Mae's true form, the nine-tailed fox, actually speaks human words. He actually opens his mouth to speak human words, instead of using divine consciousness to transmit sound or a sound generator like that of Crab Eight Shrimp Nine.

Fu Yang even put aside the matter of the eight-foot beautiful magatama for the time being, and blurted out in surprise: "You, you can also speak directly to people. I thought that only Mr. Xiong, that damn fat cat, could do it. You are the only one."

Wei Ke also widened his beautiful big eyes with an incredible expression, staring at Tamamo Mae motionlessly.

Mr. Xiong jumped up happily: "That's good. I didn't expect you, Big Fox, to speak human language directly. It makes me very fond of you."

Tamamo Mae smiled and said: "People in the world, including cultivators, all think that monsters cannot directly speak human words, and can only communicate with people through spiritual sound transmission or magical means. In fact, this is not the case. In Chapter 1

Before the Second Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth, as long as the demon race reached the realm of earth evil, they could easily refine the bones in their throats, and then they could speak human words."

When Tamamo saw Fu Yang and others, they were shocked and interested, so he briefly and comprehensively described the incident.

The transversal bone is a bone located in the throat or vocal organs of all creatures except humans.

There is an idiom in China called "The bone is stuck in the throat". It means that there is something in the heart, but the bone is stuck in the throat, and it is difficult to say it out, which is very uncomfortable. Presumably, the person who originally invented this idiom is not an ordinary person, and he may have used the help of the demon clan

characteristics to create

In the ancient Yanhuang era and earlier, as long as ordinary monsters broke through to the emperor level, even the lowest earth evil demon emperor, they could condense the magic power in the body and use special secret methods to break through the crossbones in the throat and refine it in one fell swoop. From then on

, the articulation and pronunciation are no different from humans.

And some ancient high-level monsters with extraordinary talents can directly refine cross bones with the help of their elders without even being born. Those who are more powerful can refine them themselves.

But I don’t know why, since the end of the second great catastrophe of heaven and earth, it has become more and more difficult for the demon clan to refine Henggu.

At the beginning, the big demons didn't care much about it, but later they found that it almost took the Tiangang Demon Emperor to refine Heng Gu. And even for high-level demons, it was getting harder and harder.

Even human practitioners, including human cultivators, are puzzled to understand why.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer monsters who can directly speak human words. By the Shang and Zhou dynasties, it has almost become a privilege for those high-ranking top monsters and powerful ethnic groups.

Tamamoae's lineage of Aoki Nine-tailed Fox was naturally a powerful ethnic group in ancient times. So she was very lucky. Shortly after she was born, she refined the horizontal bone with the help of the clan leader at that time, so that she could transmit sounds without using her spiritual consciousness.

, speak directly in human language.

It's a pity that she is already one of the last batch of monsters with such luck

Since the great melee at the turn of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, countless powerful men have fallen, and various Taoist traditions and secret cultivation methods have been lost. The secret method of refining Henggu of the demon clan has also disappeared without a trace.

And with the gradual severance of the bloodline of the ancient high-level monster race, those who rely on talent to speak out no longer exist. These ancient secrets have also disappeared in the long river of history.

So much so that in the later cultivation world, it was generally accepted that the demon race was originally unable to speak directly, and could only communicate through spiritual sound transmission. In the modern technological society, electronic sounders are not enough to speak to most people.

There is no need at that time, it is much more convenient for spiritual consciousness to transmit sounds.

After listening to Tamamo Mae's story, Fu Yang and others were also amazed.

Tamamo seemed unconcerned: "Essentially speaking, speaking with the mouth is not as efficient as divine consciousness. It is just a habit formed by heaven and earth. But since this habit of the demon clan is blocked by heaven,

, then it’s okay. It’s not a big deal, in fact, it doesn’t have any impact. I usually communicate with Sister Rabbit through spiritual consciousness, and I’m too lazy to speak. I’ll start with you today, and I think Master Tianpan likes to talk.

, I just want to accompany you for a while."

When she said this, Mr. Xiong, the damn fat cat, looked even more proud. He stood there with his big belly and looked silly: Look how much the famous Tamamo-mae respects me.

"Okay, now that we've finished talking about these irrelevant ancient anecdotes, it's time to get down to business. About the eight-foot magatama that is very important to you, Fu Yang. It's right here."

As Tamamo Mae spoke, a gentle breeze blew around her. It blew away the long, soft white fox fur on her neck, revealing a red crystal-like magatama.

Crystal clear, breathtakingly beautiful, the size of a baby's fist. It was strung together with a slender black rope and hung around her neck.

It turns out that the eight-foot magatama has always been hanging around Tamamo Mae's neck like a necklace.


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