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He was drunk now, and the depths of his purple eyes were rippling with intoxicating light, reflecting my reflection in them — a small white fox.

He reached out his hand to me and murmured softly, and I could hear very clearly that he was saying the word "Qing Qiu."

Does he take me for the Fairy of Qing Qiu? It's said that Fairy Qing Qiu was a nine-tailed white fox when she was alive. If she were to reveal her true appearance, she would probably look like me. I know that he has always loved Fairy Qing Qiu deeply in his heart, and when we experienced the world's tribulation, I even saw the past of both of them. If that illusion was real before, then, the appearance of Lord Yuanyuan when he was young was really cute. It was imprinted clearly in my mind.

However, why do I have the memories of the Fairy of Qing Qiu and Lord Yuanyuan? I want to understand the connection.

This is the reason why I came to the Far Abyss today.

Therefore, I held the warm hand that Yuanyuan extended towards me and asked in a soft voice, "Yuanyuan, do you still remember what happened to me in my previous life?"

Yuanyuan was lying on the table. He raised his drunken eyes and looked at me with great effort. His purple pupils were covered with a layer of light fog, as if they were glass with dewdrops hanging from them.

"In my previous life …" He repeated it with difficulty, as if he didn't understand what I meant. After a long time, he said, "How would I know about your past life? "I can't even remember my past life …"

He seemed to be somewhat sad, as he thought of something, but then shook his head vigorously.

Then he staggered to his feet, threw himself on the table, and shattered a glass cup on the floor.

Across the wide mahogany table, Yuanyuan tightly gripped onto my claws. He caressed it with incomparable gentleness and whispered, "Qing Qiu, let's not care about our past lives anymore. Why don't you come back to my side? "As long as you come back and live well, I don't care …"

His voice was sorrowful and hopeless, a heartbreaking sound that could not be ignored. For a moment, I really wanted to turn back three thousand years and let him go back to when Fairy Qing Qiu was still alive. I've seen him smile. His love for Qing Qiu is really touching.

But right now, Yuanyuan was too drunk, and he still treated me like a fairy from Qing Qiu. He held me in his arms like a pet, and I had to let him hold me. Fortunately, I am the fox at this moment, so I won't feel awkward being held like this.

Then he fell asleep on the table and I was free.

After very carefully placing Yuanyuan on the bed and using some method to alarm the servants, I quietly slipped back into the Moon Perching Palace.

After asking around but not getting any results, he instead felt sad for following Yuanyuan. Doing things today was really not good.

When I returned to the palace, it was very late. Luckily, master's room was still very dark. It seemed to have been out all this time and hadn't come back. This made me feel relieved.

I went back to my room and lay on the bed, tossing and turning. I recalled the care that Yuanyuan had given me, as well as the conversation I had between master and Yuanyuan that I heard before our tribulation in the mortal world:

Xuan Yue said that she hoped that she could respond to Yuan Yuan's painstaking efforts as soon as possible.

As for Yuanyuan, he replied, "My painstaking efforts are the painstaking efforts of Lord Starlord …"

I had overheard these words while hiding nearby. He didn't pay much attention to it then, but now that he thought about it, he felt that it was even more strange.

What was the story between the two of them hiding from me? What do they want in common?

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. However, the more I wanted to understand what had happened in my previous life.

At this moment, there was a sudden flash of candlelight outside the window as if someone was coming over!

I sat up and pushed open the window, just in time to see Xuan Yue standing outside.

The moonlight cast many shadows on the thick branches of the Moon Gin Tree, and her long robe was as bright as the moonlight.

He was just about to step out of the window when I bumped into him. He looked like he wanted to peek at me, but was stunned. "You're still up so late?"

I crawled up and lay on the windowsill. "Master, you came back so late today. Where did you go?"

Xuan Yue replied, "I went to see an old friend …"

I asked him, "Is Master's old friend the Underworld God who lives in the Underworld?"

Xuan Yue was stunned for a moment before she asked, "Why would you say that?"

I pointed to the corner of his robe. There were a few red Resurrection Lily on the edge of his moon-white robe.

The Resurrection Lily blooms on both sides of the Yellow Springs. It is difficult to clean if the red color is dyed in clothing material. These days, Xuan Yue often went out to visit friends, but never told me who his friends were. Furthermore, every time he returned, the corners of his robes would be dyed red.

Furthermore, when I went through heavenly tribulation, Xuan Yue would often contact me in the Underworld. Therefore, I think that the one that Xuan Yue has been going in and out of recently is the Underworld.

Xuan Yue patted the corner of her robes and said, "The day of your training will soon come. Master went to the underworld to ask for the mirror of your heart."

"Heart Protecting Mirror?"

"Yes."

Xuan Yue nodded her head as she magically took out a bronze mirror from her sleeve and placed it in my hands. "The art of refining the heart is divided into two parts: one is to refine the heart in the world, to calm it when moving; the other is to train the mind when meditating, and to move when meditating … You have already gone through the trials and tribulations of the world, barely passing through the first stage, right now you need to go to the second stage of the Refining Heart Platform. Master is afraid that you will not be able to endure the heavenly fire on the Heart Refining Stage, and the Netherworld God's Heart Protecting Mirror just so happens to have the miraculous effect of protecting the mind, as it is able to resist the heavenly fire's Fen Lie. When you go there, take care of it, don't lose it … "

The mirror in my hand was cold, but my heart was warm. I couldn't help but jump onto the windowsill and threw myself into my master's embrace. "Master, you treat me so well!"

Master smiled and lightly patted me on the back, "Qirin Beast, you have to be extra careful in your cultivation. This is your last test in the Immortal Book, as long as you pass it safely, you will have an immortal Heavenly Immortal body. But if you can't pass it, you have to return to the demon body to cultivate. Therefore, you must treat them with caution! "

I lowered my face and nodded my head, my ears drooping, to show that I was being taught a lesson.

Everyone in the Heaven Realm knew that Bai Wuji's cultivation talent was extraordinary. Even though he had been personally taught by the Starlord of Mystic Moon, his cultivation path had never been smooth. Master has always guided me on these adventures, and it was all thanks to the help of Yuanyuan. Now that I've finally passed it with great difficulty, if I were to fail on the Heart Refining Platform, I'm afraid that I won't be able to become a god even if I cultivate for another ten thousand years.

I am well aware of my own worth, so I naturally remember my master's instructions in my heart.

After Xuan Yue finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and took the lamp before turning around to leave.

The cool night wind lifted the hem of his robe. The red juice of the Resurrection Lily on the corner of his robe looked as red as blood.

Refining one's heart was usually only for Fey who had yet to become an immortal. It was a way to help them cultivate the heart of an immortal, so as to reach the heart of an immortal, it was also a way to cultivate a merciful heart. Thus, at this moment, those who are standing below the Refinement Stage are all small demons who have just returned from their tribulations and have yet to become deities. However, a fox immortal like me, who already possess an official immortal seat but still needs to temper my heart, is a different story.

I am just a fox spirit who became an immortal through the back door of Master. I know this very well. Therefore, when my master's white robes fluttered, leading me back and forth through the red-carpeted passageway, my compliments and praises for most people did not go unnoticed.