When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The spirit boat stopped in front of the mountain gate, and everyone jumped off the spirit boat one after another.

The disciple on duty in front of the mountain gate looked up and found that a group of disciples from the Qi refining period and Foundation building period had come back, so they looked away disinterestedly. Until the spirit boat was put away, another cyan figure descended lightly.

"Senior Sister Yun." The disciple guarding the door obviously knew Yun Qingyue, and when they saw her coming back, they hurriedly saluted and said hello respectfully.

Yun Qingyue just nodded slightly when he heard the words, and didn't say much, just as deserted as before. Then with Jian Guang, Yun Qingyue stepped on the flying sword and entered the sect, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

She left so quickly that the gatekeeper didn't see her at all, only someone could vaguely see her holding something in her arms. But what could make their icy elder sister hug her so carefully?

Someone hesitated to speak: "Just now, I seem to have seen something in Senior Sister Yun's arms?"

Several gatekeeper disciples all saw it vaguely, but no one could tell what it was. On the contrary, the young disciples who had just returned, the excitement of seeing the white tiger hadn't dissipated at this time, upon hearing the words of the gatekeeper disciple, someone immediately interjected: "It's the white tiger, the white tiger that Eldest Sister found in the secret realm of Yunling!"

When the doorkeeper heard this, he was a little surprised, but also a little disbelieving: "How is it possible? The Yunling Secret Realm is opened every year, and the rare treasures inside have been confiscated long ago. There is not even enough aura in it, so how could it be possible to breed divine beasts? !"

What he said was true, but what everyone saw was even more true, so the two groups started arguing in front of the mountain gate.

Of course, Yun Qingyue, who has already left, didn’t know about it. She carried the little white tiger with her sword and walked straight to Tianyang Peak, the main peak. Make a decision after seeing the master. On the way, she sent a letter to her master, but it was a pity that Peak Master Mingxia was obsessed with seclusion and didn't respond at all for a while.

The flying sword is flowing, and its speed is very fast. Jiang Mo, who was held in Yun Qingyue's arms, wanted to see the scenery of this cultivation school, but unfortunately, he couldn't really see it clearly, so he had no choice but to give up the idea and wait until later.

However, before Yun Qingyue arrived at Tianyang Peak, someone stopped him halfway.

A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Yun Qingyue, and the latter stopped dangerously. He was surprised when he saw the person coming, and then bowed his head and saluted: "The disciple has seen Zhiming Shenjun."

Zhi Ming pulled back his robe and turned around, let out a casual "hmm", but his eyes fell directly on the little white tiger in Yun Qingyue's arms. He squinted his eyes and looked Jiang Mo up and down. His eyes were full of inquiry, and the hair of the little milk tiger was blown up. Then he looked away and asked Yun Qingyue, "Where did this little guy come from?"

With a respectful attitude, Yun Qingyue replied: "Go back to God, this white tiger is a disciple who happened to meet in the secret realm of Yunling."

Zhi Ming frowned, thought for a while and asked, "Where is the Yunling Secret Realm?"

Yun Qingyue was ashamed, so he had to explain: "It is the place where the disciples of the Qi refining period and the foundation building period practiced, and the disciples went to protect them."

Qi refining period and foundation building period are obviously too far away from this god, so that he doesn't know anything about it, and he was even more surprised after hearing Yun Qingyue's explanation. In the next moment, he stretched out a finger, pointing directly between the little white tiger's eyebrows.

Yun Qingyue saw it, but he didn't block it or hide it, while Jiang Mo couldn't hide it even if he wanted to - obviously the finger didn't come fast at all to the naked eye, and it even gave people the illusion that it could be easily avoided, but she Just can't escape. It didn't stop until she was poked by a finger, and Zhi Ming on the other side took the initiative to withdraw his hand, and she didn't know what happened.

But Yun Qingyue obviously knew it, so he asked cautiously: "I don't know what the **** can see?"

Ever since he picked up Jiang Mo, Yun Qingyue had always had doubts in his heart that this little white tiger was really too weak. She is not only weaker than divine beasts, but also weaker than monks, and even stronger mortals. If it weren't for this special fur to reveal her identity, Yun Qingyue would have believed that she was just a mortal beast, not the legendary majestic white tiger beast.

You know, the white tiger was originally the **** of war, the master of killing, no one would believe him if he was so weak!

Zhi Ming withdrew his hand, but his brows were furrowed tightly, as if something he couldn't figure out bothered him. He thought for a while and reached out to touch the little white tiger's paw, this time Jiang Mo slapped him unceremoniously.

Of course, Zhi Ming didn't feel any pain at all, and even grabbed the little white tiger's paw and squeezed it. After pinching the paws, he pinched the legs again, until the little white tiger was annoyed, and roared at him with a baby voice...

Zhi Ming was neither frightened nor threatened, but smiled instead.

He probably doesn't smile very often, and Yun Qingyue couldn't help but take another look when he saw this, Zhi Ming said: "It should be that the place where he was born lacks aura, so that this little guy is not born with enough. I am also surprised that he is not enough. How did she survive?" After speaking, he looked at Yun Qingyue: "Maybe she is your chance, or maybe you are her chance?"

Of course, the beast is not Chinese cabbage, it can grow from the ground casually. In fact, it may take tens of thousands of years to conceive a four-element beast, and if there is a little mistake during this period, the beast cannot be born. Or, like the original little white tiger, maybe it was because the aura in the Yunling Secret Realm was not enough, even if it was born, it couldn't survive.

Can be born, can survive, but it is so weak that the beast, not to mention Yun Qingyue, even Zhiming Shenjun is only seen. He was actually not sure about Jiang Mo's situation, but she was still alive after all.

Yun Qingyue paused slightly when he heard the words, but Jiang Mo felt that what this person said was nonsense. After all, Yun Qingyue also checked her body a few days earlier, and the conclusion she came to was also congenitally deficient, so why would this person need to show off again?

Thinking like this, coupled with the displeasure of being pinched, the little white tiger unceremoniously rolled his eyes at Zhiming Shenjun.

Zhiming Shenjun naturally saw it, laughed, raised his hand and tapped the little milk tiger's forehead: "You little guy, you are really bold, you should respect your seniors, you know?"

The little white tiger raised its claws and covered its head. Although it didn't hurt, it yelled "Aww" and "Aww" a few more times.

Obviously Yun Qingyue couldn't understand what she was saying, but Zhiming Shenjun seemed to understand, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "Call me?" After speaking, he moved his hand, and saw the jade gourd hanging on the little white tiger's neck Suddenly it flew towards him.

Zhi Ming raised his hand to catch it, but he didn't know what was in the jade gourd. But since we met, I saw that the little white tiger had been carefully protecting it with its paws, so I felt that she liked it, so I snatched it specially to tease her.

The little milk tiger did not expect that the "milk bottle" would be robbed, and was immediately stunned, and then furious: "You shameless, you are still a god, you even robbed the cub's milk!"