Chapter 361: evolution in progress
Chapter 361 Evolution in Progress
Mo Qingkuang came to a sparsely populated mountain forest outside Yanjing City.
This place is hundreds of miles away from the city, and few people come here, and it is not easy for people to detect some relatively large movements.
Mo Fan released the soul perception, and after confirming that it was safe, he signaled Mo Qingkuang to release the little white tiger, and he himself appeared.
The little white tiger was very excited as soon as it got out of the animal bag. These days, it ate and drank well at that Xiangxiang's sister, and prepared many toys for it to play with.
It makes it forget that it is a monster tiger, but looks like a cute kitten instead.
Bouncing up Mo Qingkuang's shoulders, she sat down on his shoulders.
Seeing the illusory Mo Fan in mid-air again, his eyes lit up, and he let out a "meow" excitedly.
Mo Fan was also in a good mood when he saw this. The little white tiger is still very attractive. Seeing its carefree appearance is very relaxing.
However, in the future, there will be a difficult history of struggle.
Under Mo Fan's signal, Mo Qingkuang took out the ancestral elixir. The rich Danxiang permeated the nasal cavity.
When the little white tiger smelled the fragrance, it made a little noise, and fixed its eyes on the jade box in Mo Qingkuang's hand.
Mo Fan quickly waved his hand and used his soul power to control the fragrance, preventing it from spreading too far and causing unnecessary trouble.
The ancestral elixir is a ninth-grade elixir, and it is a ninth-grade elixir that helps monsters purify their blood. It has an unparalleled temptation for any monster.
If it is smelled by some high-level monsters living in the mountains and forests, they will definitely come to fight for it desperately.
At that time, if there is too much movement, it will be troublesome.
"Old ancestor, feed it directly?" Mo asked frivolously.
"Well, eat directly." Mo Fan nodded.
Mo frivolously heard the words and brought the jade box in front of the licking dog. The licking dog's eyes were wide open, and he took a deep sniff of the rich fragrance.
He also stretched out his small paws to fiddle with it lightly, and then looked at Mo Fan with a very humane consulting gaze.
Mo Fan smiled and nodded.
Seeing that Mo Fan agreed, the little white tiger didn't hesitate, rolled its pink tongue, and swallowed the longan-sized ancestral pill.
The ancestral elixir melted in the mouth, without bringing any taste enjoyment at all, it directly turned into pure energy and penetrated the little white tiger's throat into his body.
The little white tiger smacked his mouth, looked at Mo Fan blankly, and seemed to have no reaction.
The next moment, Mo Qingkuang felt that his shoulder was torn apart by the sharp minions.
The little white tiger made a strange sound like "clucking" in pain, and its young body curled up into a ball, trembling slightly.
Mo Fan frowned slightly, feeling a little nervous.
The ancestral elixir is not 100% successful in purifying the blood, and it can even be said that there is a great chance of failure.
You know, this is almost an anti-gene operation, a radical change, the pain and danger involved are almost as painful as going to the gate of hell.
It is no exaggeration to call it a narrow escape.
Survive the transformation process and soar into the sky!
Those who can't hold on, will be out of their wits.
This kind of pain is really too cruel for a cub of the jade-fronted winged tiger who is less than one year old.
But Mo Fan did not regret it. He believed that according to the original plot, this little white tiger belonged to Lin Yang, so it was a success.
Now that it belongs to him, wouldn't it be successful?
Another point is that although the little white tiger is less than one year old, it is very sad to endure such pain, but the benefits after making it through are also very great.
Because the younger the body, the less developed it is, the more thorough the transformation of the blood by the ancestral spirit pill.
A jade-fronted winged white tiger cub less than one year old is only as strong as a first-order monster, and its intelligence is not yet complete, and it is not even possible to develop its original blood.
Under such circumstances, the transformation is successful, and the blood can be purified to the maximum extent.
This is the main reason why Lin Yang was able to successfully upgrade it to the qualification of a holy beast in the original plot.
Mo frivolity is the most painful. Although the little tiger is low in strength, he has a strong body and sharp claws. He doesn't care who is around him in extreme pain.
Just scratching and biting, Mo frivolous shoulders were torn and **** in a short while.
But Mo Qingkuang didn't move, he didn't dare to move, enduring the pain, for fear of affecting the little white tiger's evolution.
Although he also regretted why he didn't put it on the ground before giving him medicine, but now is not the time to think about it.
Mo Fan also explained to him the danger of the ancestral elixir. If the little white tiger can really survive this catastrophe, what if the arm is bitten off by it?
With his current net worth, wouldn't it be easy to buy a elixir that can regenerate a severed limb?
However, his pain did not last long, perhaps because the aura contained in the ancestral elixir was too large, and the little white tiger's body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It quickly grew from the size of two palms to the size of a calf.
With the increase in size and mass, the small area on Mo Qingkuang's shoulders couldn't bear it anymore, and the little white tiger's claws grabbed a large piece of flesh and slipped down, falling to the ground.
Its body seemed to be inflated by a pump, and it seemed that something was running wildly in its body, becoming swollen.
The "creaking" sound of bones shifting was so toothache that Mo Qingkuang didn't even care to take healing pills to heal his shoulder scratched by the little white tiger.
His eyes fixed on the little white tiger, and he silently prayed for the little white tiger in his heart.
He didn't want to lose it, whether it was the relationship he had cultivated in the past six months or the role that the little white tiger might play in the future, Mo Qingkuang was unwilling to lose it.
The little white tiger's claws became longer and longer, and it slashed and pulled on the ground vigorously. The fangs in its mouth became much longer, and they bit together tightly, and a painful roar came out of its throat.
This sound is no longer like a cub, but really like an adult beast.
The originally smooth and supple fur oozes frightening blood, and continuously squeezes out black impurities. The two form a black-red mixture that dissipates the snow-white fur so dazzlingly.
From Mo Fan's position, he also saw that the little white tiger's forehead began to melt at the lower right of the king character that symbolizes its identity as a jade-winged white tiger.
That point melted into a drop of white liquid, which slowly slid down from its forehead, across its eyelids, across its nasal cavity, and fell into its mouth.
The undeveloped wings on the two ribs of the little white tiger burst out a cloud of blood mist at this moment, and two crystal clear bones stained with blood were sprayed out from the body.
Mo Fan felt distressed for a while.
But at this moment, Mo Fan is also gradually relieved, the white tiger with jade forehead and wings is very close to the blood of the white tiger of the divine beast.
The biggest difference in appearance between them and the white tiger is the jade spot on the forehead and the wings on both sides.
Now the jade spot has melted into the body, and the wing bones of the two ribs have also been removed from the body, proving that its physique is approaching that of the white tiger.
As long as the next most important stage of exchanging blood and marrow can be survived, it will be successful!
(end of this chapter)