Mortal Cultivator

In the ancient mysterious world, there is a beautiful place called Qingqiu. In Qingqiu, the fox tribe has lived for generations. Among them is a woman named Zizi. She is beautiful, with eyes as bright as stars, graceful figure, and peerless beauty.

In the human world, there is a young hero named Wang Lu. He was born in a famous family, gifted, superb swordsmanship, and justice in his heart.

By chance, Wang Lu broke into the territory of Qingqiu while performing a mission. Zizi mistakenly thought he was an invading villain and attacked without hesitation. Wang Lu was not to be outdone and fought back. When the two met for the first time, it was a flash of swords and sparks.

However, in the fierce confrontation, Wang Lu inadvertently saw Zizi's beautiful and stubborn eyes, and his heart was moved. Zizi was also attracted by Wang Lu's bravery and perseverance, but this feeling was deeply hidden in her heart.

Since then, the thread of fate has tightly entangled them. Wang Lu has clashed with the forces of Qingqiu many times for the sake of peace in the human world, and Zi Zi, as an important member of the Qingqiu fox clan, has to stand on the opposite side of him.

Every encounter is a collision of love and hate. Wang Lu wants to persuade Zi Zi to let Qingqiu and the human world coexist peacefully, but Zi Zi is responsible for the mission of the fox clan and cannot easily compromise.

In a battle of life and death, Wang Lu and Zi Zi met in battle. Wang Lu pointed his sword at Zi Zi, his eyes full of pain and helplessness; Zi Zi's spell was directed at Wang Lu, and tears were rolling in his eyes.

At the moment when the sword was about to pierce Zi Zi, Wang Lu suddenly stopped. He would rather be injured than hurt his beloved woman. Zi Zi also dispersed the spell at the last moment, and the two hugged and cried.

After this ordeal, they finally understood that the power of love can transcend everything. Zi Zi decided to violate the rules of the fox clan and work with Wang Lu for the peace of the two clans.

However, their love journey was not smooth. The prejudice of the world and the obstruction of the fox tribe made them go through many difficulties. But they always believed that as long as their hearts were together, there would be no obstacles that could not be overcome.

In countless ups and downs, Wang Lu and Zi Zi worked together, used their love to resolve the hatred between the two tribes, and finally achieved a story that has been passed down through the ages.

In the mysterious and beautiful land of Qingqiu, the legend of the fox tribe has been passed down through the ages. In this beautiful fairyland, Qingqiu Zi Zi is like a bright pearl, emitting charming light.

Zi Zi, born with beauty, has intelligence and perseverance in her smart eyes. She not only has a stunning appearance, but also has an extraordinary talent for magic, and has attracted much attention among the Qingqiu fox tribe.

However, the gears of fate began to turn ruthlessly inadvertently. It was a gloomy day, and the tranquility of Qingqiu was broken by a sudden crisis. A dark force quietly sneaked in, trying to plunder Qingqiu's mysterious treasures.

Zi Zi stepped forward and threw herself into the battle to defend her homeland without hesitation. She wielded the spirit sword in her hand, her posture was vigorous, and the light of magic shone around her. But the enemy was insidious and cunning, setting many traps.

In the fierce confrontation, Zi Zi gradually fell into trouble. A dark shadow attacked from behind, and the sharp hidden weapon scratched her shoulder, and blood instantly stained her clothes red. The pain spread throughout her body like an electric current, but she gritted her teeth and had no intention of retreating.

However, the enemy's attack became more and more fierce. Another spell hit her leg, causing her to lose balance and fall heavily to the ground. She tried to struggle to get up and continue fighting, but the severity of her injuries made her unable to do so.

Her companions rushed to rescue her and rescued her from the enemy's encirclement. But at this time, Zi Zi was already wounded and weak.

Back in Qingqiu's cave, Zi Zi lay on the soft bed, her face as pale as paper. The doctors of the tribe surrounded her with solemn expressions. They used up all kinds of precious herbs and spells to treat her, but they could only temporarily stabilize her injuries.

Zi Zi fell into a coma, and her dreams were full of battle scenes and worries about the future of Qingqiu.

Day after day, the people of Qingqiu prayed for Zi Zi's injuries. Finally, on a sunny morning, Zi Zi slowly opened her eyes. But her body was still weak and needed a long time of recuperation to recover.

This injury made Zi Zi's heart stronger. She knew that the peace of Qingqiu needed a stronger force to protect it, and she would work tirelessly for it.

Although the shadow of pain has not completely dissipated, the light in Zi Zi's eyes has never been extinguished. She believes that she will eventually overcome all this and once again protect her beloved Qingqiu with a vigorous posture.

In the quiet and mysterious land of Qingqiu, the injured Zi Zi was carefully placed in a quiet cave. She closed her eyes and her face was pale. The agility and vitality of the past were now covered by pain.

The elders of the tribe gathered together to discuss how to heal Zi Zi. They decided to send the most senior doctors to use the immortal herbs and spiritual spring water that Qingqiu had treasured for a long time.

The doctors began the intense and orderly treatment. First, they gently wiped Zi Zi's wounds with the spiritual spring water. The cool spring water seemed to have the power of healing and relieved her pain. Then, the doctors crushed the precious immortal herbs and applied them to her wounds. The immortal herbs emitted a strange light, penetrated into the wounds, and promoted the healing of the wounds.

However, Zi Zi's injuries were extremely serious, and relying solely on external treatment was far from enough. Therefore, the elders of the tribe decided to use ancient magic to repair her damaged meridians and vitality.

On a full-moon night, on the top of Qingqiu Mountain, the elders surrounded Zi Zi, chanting and dancing with their hands, and mysterious rays of light shot out from their hands and injected into Zi Zi's body. Zi Zi's body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, but she always gritted her teeth and endured it all firmly.

During the healing process, Zi Zi's consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. When she was clear, her heart was full of desire for recovery and gratitude to her tribe; when she was blurred, she seemed to be in a chaos, constantly fighting against the pain.

Day by day, Zi Zi's injuries gradually improved. She was able to open her eyes and move her fingers slightly. The care and concern of her tribe made her feel endless warmth and strength.

Finally, on a sunny morning, Zi Zi slowly sat up. She took a deep breath and felt the gradually restored strength in her body. Although she had not yet fully recovered, the light of hope rekindled in her eyes.

Zi Zi knew that this healing journey was not only a physical repair, but also a baptism of the soul. She made up her mind that after she fully recovered, she would use a stronger force to protect Qingqiu and prevent similar pain from happening again.

In the mysterious land of Qingqiu, after a long wait and suffering, Qingqiu Zizi finally recovered from her injuries.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the gaps in the leaves and gently sprinkled on the cave where Zizi lived, she slowly opened her eyes that had not been so bright for a long time. Her eyes, which had been dimmed by pain, now flashed with the light of determination and hope again.

She was still weak after her recovery and trembled slightly when she stood up, but her innate tenacity supported her to walk out of the cave step by step. The breeze blew past, ruffling her hair, and she took a deep breath, feeling the long-lost freshness and freedom.

The flowers, plants and trees in Qingqiu seemed to cheer for her recovery, the birds sang happily, and the flowers bloomed more brilliantly. Zizi walked among them, with gratitude for life in every step.

The tribesmen came one after another after hearing the news, their faces filled with joy and relief. Zi Zi looked at the familiar and kind faces, her heart was full of warmth. Those who took care of her and guarded her day and night during her injury were all around her at this moment, and their concerned eyes flowed through her heart like a stream of warm currents.

However, Zi Zi knew that the initial recovery from the injury was just a new starting point. Although the pain of the past had gradually faded away, what was left was a deeper understanding of strength and responsibility. She silently made a vow in her heart to use a stronger will and stronger strength to protect the Qingqiu land that gave birth to her and her relatives and tribesmen around her.

In the following days, Zi Zi began arduous training. Although her body had not yet fully recovered to its best condition, she relied on her tenacious perseverance to improve herself little by little. Every effort was accompanied by sweat and fatigue, but she never retreated at all.

As time went on, Zi Zi's body gradually regained its former vitality, and her magic skills became more advanced. The pain she had experienced became a test for her growth, making her more mature, brave and fearless.

Qingqiu Zizi, the woman who has come out of pain, is welcoming the challenges and opportunities of the future with a new attitude, writing her own legendary chapter.

Qingqiu Zizi, after a long time of healing, finally recovered completely. The pain she had suffered was like a deep brand engraved in her heart, and at this moment, the flame of revenge was burning in her heart.

She was dressed in purple, her eyes were firm and cold, and her long hair fluttered in the wind. Zizi held a spirit sword, exuding a sharp breath, and resolutely embarked on the journey of revenge.

She traced back along the route where she had been injured, and every place evoked painful memories, making her determination to revenge more determined. Along the way, she encountered many difficulties and obstacles, but after her injury, she was no longer the same as before. With her tenacious will and advanced spells, she broke through the difficulties again and again.

Finally, Zizi found the enemy who had hurt her. Facing the enemy, she had no hesitation or fear, and instantly cast a powerful spell, with shining light and interlaced sword shadows.

The battle was extremely fierce, and every move of Zi Zi was full of anger and hatred. Her figure was like a ghost, making it difficult for the enemy to grasp. The opponent tried to resist, but Zi Zi's offensive was like a storm, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe.

In the fierce confrontation, Zi Zi gradually gained the upper hand. Her spirit sword slashed through the enemy's body, and blood splattered. The enemy begged for mercy in horror, but Zi Zi had no mercy in her heart.

"The pain you brought me before, I will return it double today!" Zi Zi shouted angrily.

In the end, the enemy fell at her feet. Zi Zi stood there, looking at the fallen enemy, without the joy of revenge in her heart, only a deep fatigue and relief from the past.

She knew that revenge was just the end of a paragraph, but the road ahead was still long, and she would continue to protect the peace of Qingqiu with this experience.

Qingqiu Zi Zi, after successfully taking revenge, fell into deep confusion.

Once, the belief in revenge was like a bright light, guiding her forward in the dark. Every swing of the sword, every spell cast, was for the pleasure of revenge at that moment. However, when the enemy finally fell at her feet and the hatred in her heart was vented, she found that she did not feel the expected relief and satisfaction.

Zi Zi wandered alone in the quiet Qingqiu forest, the moonlight sprinkled on her tired body. She looked at the blood-stained spirit sword in her hand, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. The victory of revenge did not bring her long-lasting joy, but made her feel an unprecedented emptiness.

She began to reflect on what she had done, and those scenes of battles full of hatred and blood kept appearing in her mind. She couldn't help asking herself: "Is this the result I want?" The former determination has now turned into confusion.

Zi Zi realized that although revenge allowed her to get revenge, it also made her lose a lot. On the road of revenge, she became indifferent and cruel, away from the kind and gentle self she once was. Moreover, the act of revenge brought more hatred and disputes, rather than peace and tranquility.

The wind of Qingqiu blew gently, but it could not soothe the waves in her heart. She didn't know how to go on in the future, whether to continue to sink in the vortex of hatred, or to try to find her former self and seek true peace and tranquility in her heart.

Everything around seemed to become strange and distant. Zi Zi felt as if she was in an endless wilderness and couldn't find a way out. Her eyes were full of confusion and helplessness, and the once strong shell gradually broke, revealing a fragile and confused soul.

In this long dark night, Qingqiu Zizi endured the mental torment after revenge alone, trying to find her own direction.

In confusion, Zizi decided to leave Qingqiu and embark on a journey to find herself. She traveled around the world, experienced the world, and tried to find answers.

Along the way, she met all kinds of people and things, some of which moved her and some made her think deeply. She witnessed the cruelty of war and felt the beauty of ordinary life.

These experiences gradually changed Zizi's state of mind. She began to understand that hatred would only make people fall into endless pain, and tolerance and love were the best medicine to heal trauma.

In the end, Zizi returned to Qingqiu. She used her own feelings to influence her tribe and make Qingqiu more harmonious and beautiful.

Zizi opened a school in Qingqiu. She shared what she saw and heard outside with the young foxes and taught them the power of tolerance and love. Qingqiu became more prosperous with Zizi's efforts, and she also found inner peace and true self in the process.

Qingqiu Zizi ended her meeting with Wang Lu and returned to Qingqiu with hope and determination. When she stepped into this familiar land, the scene in front of her made her very happy.

Qingqiu, which was once in constant internal strife and slightly in decline, now presents a prosperous scene. The streets and alleys are bustling, the shouts of vendors are one after another, and the dazzling array of goods is dazzling.

The tribesmen live in harmony, help each other, and their faces are filled with happy smiles. In the fields, crops are growing vigorously, and the green scene indicates the joy of a good harvest. In the workshop, skilled craftsmen are busy making exquisite utensils.

Zi Zi saw the children playing among the flowers, and their laughter echoed throughout Qingqiu. The sound of reading aloud came from the school, full of longing for the future.

The once abandoned buildings have been repaired and rebuilt, and new pavilions and terraces have risen from the ground, which is magnificent. The roads are wide and flat, and they are connected in all directions, which facilitates the tribesmen's travel and trade.

The market in Qingqiu is even more prosperous, with merchants and tourists from all over the world shuttling in it, bringing rich materials and diverse cultures. There are always long queues in front of the special food stalls, and the tempting aroma fills the air.

Behind this prosperity is the common efforts and dedication of the tribesmen. Everyone works together to follow the traditional wisdom, while constantly innovating and developing.

Zi Zi knows that all these changes are hard-won, and she is more determined to protect this prosperity and make Qingqiu better and better.

Qingqiu has a long history and a legend full of fantasy.

It is said that Qingqiu is a beautiful place born from chaos when the world was first opened. It is hidden outside the world, surrounded by fog, and it is difficult for ordinary people to find its traces.

According to legend, the land of Qingqiu is rich in spiritual energy, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, exotic flowers and plants grow everywhere, and rare birds and animals live freely. The mountains and rivers here contain mysterious power, and the rivers flow with spiritual liquid, nourishing all things on this land.

There is an old legend that tells that Qingqiu was the origin of the nine-tailed fox tribe. The nine-tailed fox tribe is born with extraordinary charm and mysterious magic power. They thrive under the protection of Qingqiu and gradually become the guardian of this land. The king of the nine-tailed fox tribe has the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, can see through the minds of all things in the world, and predict the changes in the future.

There are also legends that there are endless treasures and mysterious magic weapons hidden deep in Qingqiu. These treasures and magic weapons have powerful power and can give their owners invincible magical powers. But at the same time, they are also guarded by powerful prohibitions and guardian beasts. Only those who are truly courageous and wise have the opportunity to find out.

There is also a rumor that Qingqiu was once the place where a certain ancient god practiced. This great god comprehended the way of heaven and earth here, and finally transcended the world and ascended. The cultivation relics left behind contain his perception of the laws of heaven and earth. If those who are destined can enter and gain enlightenment, they will surely embark on a shortcut to practice.

Over the years, the legend of Qingqiu has been constantly passed down and interpreted by people, becoming a place full of mystery and charm, attracting countless brave explorers and devout seekers.

The quiet Qingqiu was suddenly shrouded by a strong and mysterious atmosphere. On this day, the Qingqiu Patriarch, who had been in seclusion for a long time, finally came out.

The news spread throughout Qingqiu in an instant, and thousands of foxes came from all directions, gathering in front of the cave where the Patriarch was in seclusion with great respect and expectation.

The sky was filled with a thousand rays of light and auspicious colors, and the figure of the ancestor slowly emerged. He was tall and majestic, his eyes were as deep as the stars, and he exuded unparalleled majesty and powerful aura.

Tens of thousands of foxes bowed down to worship, shouting words of respect for the ancestor. For a time, the whole Qingqiu echoed with shouts one after another, and the voices were full of piety and awe.

The ancestor raised his hand slightly and motioned everyone to stand up. His voice was like a huge bell, ringing in the ears of every fox: "I have been in seclusion for several years, and now I have realized something. You should stick to your original intention and protect the prosperity of Qingqiu."

The foxes responded in unison, their eyes full of determination.

The ancestor swept his eyes over everyone, his eyes full of love and care. He knew that he was shouldering the heavy responsibility of leading the entire Qingqiu to glory, and these loyal people were his strongest backing.

Under the gaze of the ancestor, the thousands of foxes felt unprecedented strength and courage. They believed that under the leadership of the ancestor, Qingqiu would surely usher in a more glorious future.

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On this day, the Qingqiu ancestor finally came out of seclusion after many years of seclusion, but what awaited him was a shocking test of tribulation.

The news of the ancestor's coming out of seclusion spread throughout Qingqiu in an instant, and all the foxes were shocked. But before everyone could recover from the joy, the sky was already covered with dark clouds and thunder rolled. The wind was howling, as if the world was trembling at this moment.

The ancestor looked solemn, and flew to the top of Qingqiu. He exuded a powerful aura, confronting the upcoming thunder tribulation. Ten thousand foxes watched from afar, their hearts full of worry and awe.

The first thunder tribulation fell with a bang, like a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws, rushing towards the ancestor with the power to destroy everything. The ancestor was not in a hurry, and he formed a seal with his hands, and a powerful shield instantly formed in front of him, and he withstood the blow.

Then, the second and third thunder tribulations followed one after another, each more powerful than the last. The ancestor's figure flashed, cleverly avoiding some of the thunder tribulation, and at the same time fought back with his own powerful magic power.

The thunder tribulation continued to fall, and the whole Qingqiu was illuminated by the thunder light as if it were daytime. The ancestor's clothes were torn by the impact of the thunder tribulation, and there were many wounds on his body, but his eyes were still firm and he had no intention of retreating.

The foxes watched nervously from a distance, silently praying for the ancestor in their hearts. Some young foxes were even frightened and trembling by this terrifying scene, but their eyes never left the ancestor.

As the thunder tribulation continued to intensify, the ancestor began to exert his magical powers with all his strength. His body burst into brilliant light, competing with the thunder tribulation. Every collision caused huge energy fluctuations, the surrounding mountains collapsed, and the rivers changed course.

Finally, after experiencing several thunder tribulations that almost destroyed the world, the sky gradually returned to calm. Although the ancestor was exhausted and scarred, he successfully survived this tribulation.

Tens of thousands of foxes cheered and rushed to the ancestor, expressing their sincere admiration and respect for his bravery and strength.

"The ancestor will live as long as the sky..."