Sixty-eight, tiger spirit and small animals

Sixty-eight, tiger spirit and small animals

A monster with black hair jumped into the temple.

The scholar was shocked and hurriedly covered his mouth. He came to his senses and tried to pull Wang Chong away, but the little thief demon had long since disappeared.

He hurriedly turned around and jumped onto the altar table, and then jumped up to the rafter. He actually had some skills.

Not a moment later, the black monster jumped in, shook his head from side to side, seemed to be quite afraid of the fire, and jumped around the fire.

Wang Chong didn't move at all, he just cast an invisibility spell. Not only did the monster not look at him, but even if it passed by him, it would be induced by the invisibility spell and turn to the other side.

Wang Chong came from the top sect in this world, and the magic he used was also top-notch. It was not an ordinary invisibility technique, but the small five-element body-protecting invisibility technique of the Swallowing Sea Xuan Sect.

When used, it can turn into a dome-like rainbow circle. Not only can the body be hidden, but it also has a small five-element movement method. When ordinary monks and monsters approach, they will be turned to the other side by the formation, and they will never be found. Has been moved by magic.

Wang Chong thought to himself: "This scholar is quite kind at heart, but it's a pity that his qualifications make him unsuitable for cultivation. Let's pass on his martial arts skills to the human world and see how he gets the chance."

This monster was a century-old corpse that had absorbed the essence of the sun and moon. Wang Chong didn't even look at it. He just thought it would be dirty to kill this thing, so he took action a little later.

He saw this thing wandering around the room. He stretched out his hand and a piece of burning firewood flew up and swung around the old corpse. The monster couldn't help but take a step back.

Wang Chong used the firewood to lure the old corpse. When it retreated into the courtyard of the temple, he kneaded it and lured it away gently.

This piece of firewood was like a sharp sword, piercing through the head and nailing the old corpse to the ground. At the same time, the fire burned fiercely around the old corpse and burned it to ashes without turning around.

The scholar on the beam could see it clearly and was stunned. He thought to himself: "This must be done by Taoist magic. Could it be that the brother just now is also good at immortal magic? It's a pity that fate is a bit of a pity. Otherwise, I Ask him for an elixir to cure my mother's illness."

As soon as Wang Chong killed the old corpse, he heard a low roar outside, and then he approached the temple gate with heavy steps.

A white tiger that looked like a bull came majestically in with four or five jumping old corpses.

Wang Chong was also slightly surprised and secretly shouted: "It can only be said that the spirit tiger demon can control the ghost ghost, but there are actually tiger spirits who can find another way to control these old corpse spirits! This white tiger..."

"Excellent qualifications!"

Wang Chong immediately had the idea of ​​"loving animals".

This tiger can control a hundred-year-old corpse spirit, so it is obviously not a kind person, but Wang Chong doesn't care. He just wants to take over a little beast, not a disciple. Even if this tiger spirit has done some evil things in the past, it is nothing. Important things.

After being trained by him, the most likely outcome would be to kill the arithmetic ball after it becomes useless.

The tiger spirit didn't know yet that he was being targeted. When he entered the temple, he saw the scholar on the beam. He growled low and shouted in human language, "Why did you hurt my corpse spirit?"

The scholar was trembling and reluctantly replied: "It's not me, there is someone else who takes action. This person is very powerful in Taoism. You are no match. If you repent obediently, you can still save your life. If not, if this immortal takes action, I'm afraid that in an instant, It will destroy your life."

The White Tiger Spirit was slightly angry and shouted: "What is so powerful about Taoism and immortality? I have seen a few people in my life who claimed to have some magic, but they were all eaten by me, and none of them were more delicate."

The scholar was even more horrified, not knowing whether Wang Chong was gone or not, so he tremblingly replied: "This immortal is extraordinary."

The white tiger spirit also saw that the zombie spirit's subordinates who had been burned to ashes walked by and dug through the ashes, and found two fiery red beads. These objects were extracted from the essence of a century-old corpse, although they were not What a precious thing, but if it is hidden by a mortal, it can protect it from the cold and heat, and keep mosquitoes away, it can be regarded as a rare treasure in the world.

The tiger spirit opened its mouth and swallowed it. This thing was good for it, and it was also very good at replenishing its essence.

After swallowing the pair of fiery red beads, the white tiger essence uttered human words again and shouted: "Look, you are also a scholar. If you help me wash and cook, fold the quilt, make the bed, and warm the bed, I will take you back to the tiger's den and be a human being." Slave. If you don't want to, eat it raw on the spot."

The scholar was so frightened that he clenched the wooden stick in his hand and said to himself: "If it charges up, I will fight this beast."

Wang Chong watched the show with interest, and thought to himself: "This tiger spirit is indeed a bit special, but it is only in the embryonic realm and cannot transform, but it is alert and quite intelligent."

"Take in a little beast and train it!"

Wang Chong reached out and grabbed it, and seven or eight sticks of firewood flew up from the fire, nailing the corpse spirits under the white tiger spirit to the ground one by one. The fire broke out and burned them to ashes in an instant.

Only two pieces of firewood floated in the air and rushed towards the white tiger spirit.

The tiger spirit was so angry that it actually started a fierce fight with two matches, but its ability was considered very powerful among monsters. For example, Hu Su'er, who had just met Wang Chong that year, could fight more than ten people, but when he met Wang Chong, he could not It's just an ordinary monster.

Wang Chong kneaded the magic formula, and the two matches exploded and turned into a fire that filled the sky, trapping the white tiger spirit. The fire was so blazing that it roasted the tiger spirit with strange roars.

It can usually jump one to twenty feet, but at this time, no matter how much it jumps, it cannot jump out of the circle of fire.

In the light of the fire, a great monk floated up, his body filled with white aura. Facing the tiger spirit, he asked leisurely: "You are also a heterogeneous species. Are you willing to join my sect and become a little beast? Please explain in advance that if you don't I wish, the old monk is not in front of me, I am just greedy today and want to make tiger meat hotpot."

There are white tiger spirits roaming the mountains and fields, and I have never seen anyone powerful. However, this great monk is surrounded by white energy, and his moves are extremely magical. He knows that he will never be able to defeat him, so he can't help but secretly think: 'It's better to surrender.

The white tiger spirit spoke human words and shouted: "You little beast, are you willing to surrender?"

The great monk reached out and grabbed the skin of the white tiger spirit's head and neck, and said with a smile: "That's it! I'll subdue you and help you!"

A five-element restriction fell on the white tiger's back. The tiger spirit immediately felt that a restriction penetrated deep into his body, refining the demonic energy all over his body.

The great monk smiled and said: "You are full of demonic aura. It smells really bad. I will help you refine it and turn it into a spiritual power."

After that, the great monk flicked his sleeves, entered the temple, and said to the scholar: "But nothing happens!"

The scholar jumped down from the rafter, his eyes were shining, and he shouted: "Disciple Yue Jin, I want to ask the old Zen master to help my mother cure her illness. She has a cold and is not feeling well in her body. My father and I have been seeking medical treatment for many years, but no medicine has been effective. .”