When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

When the little white tiger turned into a cat, Zhong Heng immediately turned pale with fright, "噗噢噐" took several steps back.

Compared with other people in the sect, Zhongheng has dealt with Xiaobaihu anyway, and knows a thing or two about her temperament—the supervisor in front of him is obedient like a cat in front of the senior sister, and is always hugged by the senior sister. A harmless cub. However, this is only on the surface. After leaving the senior sister, she is a lawless little tiger after all, and the temper of the beast is not small at all.

Little White Tiger had never deliberately targeted Zhong Heng before, but Zhong Heng suffered a lot from her. Seeing the little white tiger's reaction at this time, how could he not guess her plan?

Help the supervisor to conceal the sect and smuggle her out?

impossible!

Zhong Heng didn't wait for the little white tiger to open his mouth, he turned around and ran away, his movement was so fast that only an afterimage could be seen.

However, in the next moment, he felt his shoulders sinking, and out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a white kitten skillfully squatting on his shoulders. He was startled at first, and then his face suddenly turned bitter—he forgot that the divine beast was blessed by heaven, and was born with a Nascent Soul cultivation base. And he is still at the peak of Jindan, still one step away from Yuanying, in other words, the little white tiger is born with a higher cultivation level than him!

Seeing that he couldn't get rid of the little white tiger, Zhongheng had no choice but to stop with a bitter face, turned his head and said helplessly: "Supervisor, don't do this, I can't take you there, and I can't take you there at all. I am not as good as you, so you can't see Your changes, but the cultivation of the elders of the peak master is not fake, they will definitely be able to see through your disguise. When the time comes, everyone will eat together, why bother?"

The little white cat didn't seem to understand what he said, and its golden cat eyes looked at him with clarity and confusion. If Zhongheng hadn't just watched her change, he might have thought that the thing on his shoulder was really a little white cat.

No one can tell a tiger pretending to be stupid, and Zhong Heng certainly can't.

From then on, no matter how much Zhongheng tried to persuade him, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of the little white cat on his shoulder. On the contrary, after bragging about this little white cat for a few days, everyone in Mingxia Peak knew that the second senior brother had an extra civet as a spiritual pet.

Such three days passed in a flash, and finally it was the day when the Zongmen escorted the disciples to go to Mingcong Mountain.

After Zhong Heng finally struggled to no avail, he finally resigned to his fate and took the little white cat to the Tianyang Peak mountainside square to gather together—he already had the heart to break the pot. He is an ordinary true disciple, but he is only a Jindan cultivation base, so naturally he can't beat the supervisor. But it doesn't matter, the leader of the peak master's elders has a high level of cultivation, and he can see through the disguise of the guard at a glance, so it's enough to keep the tiger.

The system also had the same idea as Zhong Heng, and secretly leaned on the little white cat's ear and asked her: "Master, can we really get out like this? Those peak master elders are much higher level than you, so they can definitely see through you."

The light ball has no entity, but it stays on the little white cat's ears, which always makes her feel itchy at the tips of the ears. So she shook her ears subconsciously, and then she answered with her mind in her heart: "No, ordinary monks can't see through the inheritance methods of divine beasts. It's useless even if the elder of the peak master is higher than me, unless he is a master of the gods today. You can come and see him off in person."

But is it possible? Impossible, that lazy Xuanwu is probably still sleeping soundly in Zhiming Palace right now!

The system light ball firmly stuck to the tip of the host's ear, and was not shaken off, so there was no doubt when he heard this. But these two days have been spent watching the host and Zhong Heng fight wits and courage, and it hasn't looked at the current data panel of the host. Just taking advantage of the free time, I clicked on the host's role panel to see her data changes over the past year—

[Host: Jiang Mo

Race: White Tiger

Occupation: Beast

Grade: 47

Combat power: 16890

Experience: 36941/45000

Points: 11820

Potential: ∞

Skills: meditation, use of intermediate spiritual power, suppression of blood, power of sharp gold, way of transformation]

In one year, Jiang Mo has been promoted to more than ten levels, and the system's slogan of "one year Yuanying" has already been achieved. And after being promoted to Nascent Soul, the last "inborn deficiency" debuff on Jiang Mo's body also disappeared automatically. With the bonus of combat power gained in such an early stage, coupled with the unlocking of bloodline skills, Jiang Mo now truly possesses the innate strength that the white tiger beast should have.

The system took a look at the newly added skills on the host's skill bar. Although they were the simplest basic skills, they were also the most practical. Presumably, the strength of the host has improved a lot, and when I enter the secret realm with my senior sister in the future, I won't be a drag on my senior sister.

Affected by the host, the focus of the system is also a bit off, but the purpose of becoming stronger remains the same, and there is no mistake.

While speaking, Zhong Heng flew to Tianyang Peak with his sword. Xu Zhi hoped to arrive at Tianyang Peak earlier, so that the elders who led the team would find out that the supervisors had settled the matter earlier, and his flying speed with Yujian was three points faster than before. In addition, Zhong Heng himself was used to being rough, and he was not as careful as his senior sister. When he was flying with his sword, he never deployed a barrier to block the wind. The high-altitude wind blew the little white cat's hair straight back.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo today is not comparable to that of the past. The little white cat squatted firmly on his shoulder, and even yawned lazily. But just as she was yawning, suddenly there was a figure beside her.

The little white cat paused for a moment, then took a closer look and found that the man turned out to be Bai Xu, Qiong Huafeng's elder brother.

The last time Jiang Mo saw Bai Xu was when he was in the Three Schools of Martial Arts, but Zhong Heng was obviously familiar with him, and when he saw him catching up, he smiled heartily and said, "It's such a coincidence that I met Senior Brother Bai here."

In fact, Zhongheng and Bai Xu got acquainted within a year. Because Zhong Heng got the fire seed by accident, and Bai Xu had subdued the spiritual fire long ago, Zhong Heng often went to Bai Xu for advice on cultivation in this year. Bai Xu is a generous person, and he doesn't hide his secrets when giving advice to his juniors. In addition, Zhong Heng's straightforward personality is worth making friends with.

Hearing this, Bai Xu also smiled and said, "I saw you halfway through the flight, and I came after you specially." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the little white cat on Zhongheng's shoulder, and he said curiously: "A few days ago I I heard that you have a civet, but I didn’t quite believe it. Why, does your civet have any special blood? This trip to the secret realm is unpredictable, and you still want to take her with you?”

There are many types of spirit beasts in the realm of comprehension. Not only are they different in appearance, many spirit beasts also have strange bloodline abilities. For example, it was rumored that a hundred years ago, there was a female disciple of Tiandaozong who had a treasure-hunting mouse. She had no other abilities except treasure-hunting.

Although Bai Xu didn't know the species of the civet on Zhongheng's shoulder, since he was exploring a secret realm, he would never bring some useless spirit beasts with him. And this civet looks extremely weak, and Zhong Heng's belt should not be used as a battle pet. Could it be the rare treasure-hunting spirit beast? He wasn't jealous, but he was curious and tried to tease the cat as he flew close.

Naturally, the little white cat named Jiang Mo can't be teased by anyone, she slapped Bai Xu's hand away with one paw.

Zhongheng couldn't stop him in time, and before he had time to be frightened, the expression on his face became weird. After being slapped by the little white cat, he coughed lightly and relayed: "Brother Bai, this... the cat asked me to tell you that you have too many good things in your storage belt, be careful of being robbed."

Hearing this, Bai Xu touched his ordinary belt subconsciously, and then glanced at the gleaming storage ring on his hand. At the end, he coughed lightly, and distanced himself a little: "Where, where, I just thought about the dangers in the new secret realm, so I specially made a few more batches of pills. If you need anything, you can just pipe it, and you can even it out." You some."

Zhongheng didn't have the cheek to ask for something, so he quickly refused, and when he secretly looked at the little white cat, his eyes showed a little surprise—Bo Xu's belt is a Zongmen-style belt, and it doesn't look abnormal at all, and people who don't know the inside story will never think of him Refined this belt into a magic weapon for storage. How did the guards see it? Do mythical beasts really have the ability to hunt for treasure?

Having said that, Zhiming Shenjun is so lazy, he will not leave the sect once in a hundred years. But he has a rich family background and is quite generous in his actions. Could it be that he made his fortune by relying on the treasure hunting ability of divine beasts?

Thinking about it this way, Zhongheng suddenly didn't reject the supervisors so much, and was even a little excited...

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Although the distance between the five main peaks is not close, the flying speed of the monk Yujian has always been fast. But after a while, Zhong Heng and Bai Xu landed on the Mid-Level Square of Tianyang Peak one after the other.

The two arrived neither too early nor too late, and there were already four or five people waiting in the square when they landed.

Those who participated in the three sects' martial arts debates were the top ten disciples in the sect grand competition. Among them, there were three disciples from Tianyang Peak, three disciples from Luoxing Peak, two disciples from Mingxia Peak, and one each from Qingyun Peak and Qionghua Peak. But the ones who can appear here today are not the original ten people, because Yun Qingyue went out to experience and did not return, and Chu Yang is suspected of being a spy of the Devil Dao, so these two people are not here today.

After landing, Zhong Heng and Bai Xu took a glance and recognized the identities of several people present. They are the two brothers Beiluo and Beichen from Luoxing Peak, Wen Jin from Qionghuafeng, and a somewhat familiar Luoxingfeng disciple—Chu Yang was originally the true biography of Luoxingfeng. The peak master probably gave up his spot to other disciples of Luoxing Peak.

It is worth mentioning that the one who made up for this replacement spot was a female disciple named Li Shuang. Luo Xingfeng has always respected strength, and she must have gone through a lot of struggles to fill this spot, so she must not be an ordinary character.

Everyone saluted and greeted each other, Zhong Heng looked around and asked, "Is the brother from Tianyang Peak here yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw several streams of light flashing in the sky, it was the people from Tianyang Peak who came. The three of them landed one after another, but they were two men and one woman. They were Tianyang Peak's eldest disciple Su Hao, second disciple Mu Qin, and the ferocious female cultivator Qin Wan who raised bloodthirsty vines and shocked everyone in the ring... At first The ferocious bloodthirsty vine on the ring had already been shattered by Bei Luo, but today she had another small bloodthirsty vine as thick as a thumb, wrapped around her fingertips like a spirit snake.

Xu Shi remembered the brutality of the Bloodthirsty Vine in the ring, and everyone subconsciously took two steps away from Qin Wan. In the end, it was Bei Luo who came forward to say hello first, met each other and exchanged a few words, which quickly made the atmosphere harmonious.

In this way, the talents are finally here, just waiting for the leader of the team or the elders to come.

After a while, everyone saw a flash of light, and several figures suddenly appeared on the square. After they saw the appearance of the person coming, they all bent down and saluted: "The disciple has met Peak Master Qingyu, Elder Yi Yun, Elder Liu Feng..."

Zhongheng was surprised when he saw the master, and then he followed Daliu and bowed to salute. The little white cat, which had been squatting on his shoulder as firmly as Mount Tai, failed to stand still this time, slipped its paw, and almost fell down. In the end, the little white cat fluttered around for a while, finally grabbed Zhongheng's clothes and hung them on him, inevitably showing a bit of embarrassment and humor.

Before Peak Master Qingyu and several elders had time to speak, they were attracted by this change and cast their gazes over.

The little white cat seemed to be aware of it, and it stopped bouncing when it was hanging on Zhongheng's body, as if it had transformed into a pendant on Zhongheng's shoulder. But no one would mistake her for a pendant, because under the gaze of everyone, she quickly exploded.