When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Jiang Mo stared blankly at the giant white bird, unable to confirm the identity of the other party for a while, but she was very sure of one thing - her senior sister was really not a furry, she was holding the good wish of furry rolling and rolling back, it seems It is to be completely shattered. And seeing that this bird is so beautiful, she can't bear even a single feather for it to lose. Maybe she will have to treat it with care?

Thinking about it, regretting about it, Jiang Mo was more puzzled: "What kind of bird is this?"

Hearing this, Jin Peng, who was flying with her, looked down at her suspiciously, but unfortunately, he seemed to be struggling with the current posture of the two of them. After thinking about it, I realized that this little tiger's cultivation was not good enough, but at any rate, he was fit and could fly by himself.

Jin Peng loosened his claws, and Jiang Mo, who was held by him, immediately fell straight down, his arms fluttered a few times, as if he couldn't fly.

Of course, Jiang Mo didn't really know how to fly, but he helped his senior sister filter and absorb the spiritual power in the keel before. Now she doesn't have much spiritual power left in her body, and the remaining spiritual power is even more disordered. be dispatched. She tried a few times but failed to mobilize her spiritual power to fly, and finally she could only close her eyes and pretend to be dead, or she would fall down, anyway, with her physical strength, it was impossible to fall to death.

But Jinpeng didn't expect her to fall like this, he was really startled, he flapped his wings and flew down to catch her. In the end, he placed the person on the roof of a large hall, and he changed back into a human form and stood beside her.

"Little tiger cub, what's going on with you?" Jin Peng asked while looking at Jiang Mo.

For the sake of the other party's timely help, Jiang Mo didn't care about Jin Peng's sudden change of address, she shook her head and said it was okay: "It's okay, just something went wrong during the cultivation, and I can't use my spiritual power for a while, and I can adjust it later. it is good."

Hearing this, Jin Peng looked at her suspiciously again. He has lived for five thousand years, and he feels that cultivation is as natural as eating and drinking for divine beasts. He really has never heard of anyone who would go wrong in cultivation. However, after carefully looking at the person, he confirmed that the other party was indeed not injured suddenly in his Buddha Sect's territory or something, so he reluctantly believed the other party's words.

However, as an adult senior, he still reminded him earnestly: "You are still young, and you are not in a hurry to practice for a while. Don't leave any hidden wounds, which will ruin your future path."

Jiang Mo knew that the other party had good intentions, so he didn't refute anything, and nodded obediently to listen.

While the two were talking, the thunder calamity brewing in the sky became more and more depressing and dangerous, which not only attracted Jiang Mo's attention, but even Jin Peng quickly turned his attention to the thunder calamity above his head. I saw him frowning tightly, a little dissatisfied, and even more puzzled: "Where did this demon clan come from, and when did I enter the Buddhist sect? more?"

As we all know, the longer the Thunder Tribulation is brewed, the more powerful it will be. For example, if a monk builds a foundation, from the appearance of the thunder calamity to the dispersal after the splitting, it doesn't even take half a cup of tea. And when it comes to Mahayana crossing the catastrophe, and even the final ascension, the thunder catastrophe can even last for three to seven days.

This is common sense in the comprehension world. Jiang Mo himself has not been struck by lightning, but he has seen many of them over the years, so he doesn't know.

She was originally worried about the situation of her senior sister, but she felt guilty for a moment after hearing Jin Peng's words, and was soon replaced by worry. She looked up at the giant white bird in mid-air, then turned her head and asked Jin Peng: "What's the matter with this thunder calamity, is it dangerous?"

After all, Jinpeng lived a few thousand years longer, and his knowledge is still much better than that of a tiger cub who is less than a hundred years old. Although he has never seen this scene before him, it does not prevent him from guessing: "It should be returning to the ancestors, and this is the test of the catastrophe."

When Jiang Mo heard it, he looked up at the giant bird again: "Back to the ancestors?"

Jin Peng nodded, and then remembered that the little tiger in front of him was very ignorant, and he didn't even know the bird in front of him. So he explained: "This is Honghu, and now in this world, Honghu can't be born."

Honghu? swan? Or do you mean geese?

The swan in Jiang Mo's cognition refers to these two, but the giant white bird in front of him clearly has nothing to do with these two. It is much more beautiful than these two birds. In terms of resemblance, apart from the color, this bird is more like a Suzaku or a phoenix.

She was sincere, or she unconsciously said what was in her heart, and in the end she got Jin Peng's eyes that seemed illiterate. She felt inexplicably guilty, and was about to ask herself what she said wrong, when she heard Jinpeng give her a serious scientific explanation: "Phoenix elephants are five, five-colored and red are phoenixes; yellow are phoenixes; green are luan; purple Those who are swans, those who are white are swans. "

Jiang Mo was taken aback when he heard it, but Jin Peng thought she didn't understand when he saw it, so he added an explanation: "Honghu is a white phoenix."

Perhaps the other party's tone was too hateful, so Jiang Mo quickly regained his senses and nodded repeatedly to show that he understood. But then she became even more confused, and raised her finger to the sky: "But the phoenix should also belong to the beast clan, so why is it related to the monster clan again?"

Jinpeng put his arms around his chest and looked up, and said in a calm tone, "Because the blood is not pure. This swan's ancestor should be a hybrid of Phoenix and Yaozu. She just returned to her ancestors by chance and became a swan... This is really strange, I heard Those who have returned to the ancestors of the monster race have never heard of returning to the ancestors of the gods, so it is no wonder that Tianlei wants to attack her."

When Jiang Mo heard the word "mixed blood", her mood was a little complicated—she had no prejudice against mixed blood. After all, many of the Chinese and foreign mixed bloods she had seen before time travel were born very well, and Yan Kong really liked her. But the mixed blood in the cultivation world is not just a matter of nationality and race, they can mix with anything.

Divine beasts and monster races, monster races and monster races, monster races and human races...

When thinking of this, Jiang Mo's mind was even a little erratic, because she and her senior sister are also interracial. Whether it's a beast and a human race, or a beast and a monster, or the senior sister has also become a beast, they are still a cross-race of cats and birds.

However, her thoughts only wandered for a moment, and she was immediately attracted by the thunder in Jin Peng's mouth, and her whole heart was pulled again: "Is this thunder calamity difficult?"

Jin Peng didn't look at her, and took it for granted: "Of course it's not easy, our beasts are naturally raised, so it's so easy to have an extra one."

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What Jin Peng said is very reasonable, and it can even be said to be the consensus of the cultivation world—the current cultivation world is no better than before. In ancient times, dragons and phoenixes were everywhere, and that was the active period of divine beasts. But now under the control of Heavenly Dao, the divine beasts have gone into decline, and it would be difficult for Da Zongmen to find a divine beast to sit in their command, otherwise the divine beasts would not be able to love the cubs of other families so much.

However, although Jiang Mo was nervous after hearing this, she couldn't fully agree with his statement. After all, she herself was the variable.

As soon as Jiang Mo's thought came to his mind, the robbery cloud that had been brewing for a long time in the Buddhist sect finally struck the first thunderbolt. This first tribulation thunder was very extraordinary. Although it was only as thick as an arm, it was glowing with purple light, and it could feel its majesty from a long distance away.

"Tsk, it was Zilei from the beginning, the way of heaven really can't tolerate her." Jin Peng's tone was even a bit chilly as it had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Mo's eyebrows twitched when he heard it, but he didn't have time to say anything more. His eyes turned golden again unconsciously, staring at Zi Lei's fall. I saw that where the purple thunder passed, there were crackling crackling sounds one after another, and even the air seemed to be shattered by the thunder, and there was an instant distortion... She couldn't help but sucked in a breath, and unconsciously pulled her hand He tightened the corners of his clothes, and his palms were soaked in cold sweat.

Finally, the thunder pierced the sky and landed on the huge white bird. Seen from a distance, the thunder looked like a sharp sword falling from the sky, piercing the beautiful white giant bird, as if it was about to come out through the chest and nail it to death in place!

Fortunately, Honghu obviously didn't intend to slay her neck. She saw her wide wings flapping up and down, and a layer of soft white light suddenly appeared all over her body. The light was not dazzling, and even looked a little weak under the ferocious thunder, but it was like the hardest shield in the world, not to mention blocking the thunder from the body, and slowly consuming the opponent.

For a moment, Shiratori and Zi Lei appeared to be stalemate.

Jiang Mo held his breath and waited for a while, finally let out his breath slowly, and a look of astonishment appeared in his eyes immediately—the white phoenix is ​​not as eye-catching as the red phoenix, but it is also astonishing. more and more beautiful.

Jin Peng seemed to have noticed the change in her mood, and looked back: "Why are you so nervous?"

Jiang Mo didn't think about how to explain it for a while, so he shook his head indiscriminately, and then pointed in the air: "I'm in a stalemate. I think this Honghu seems to be quite powerful, and it may not be able to withstand the thunder."

Jin Peng didn't get to the bottom of it, and also looked up at the sky, not too surprised: "Phoenix is ​​also a big family, and its power is not small. This little Honghu who returns to his ancestors can always inherit some skills from his blood. Tianlei is also a The one who is stronger than the first one can't kill her with the first one, and we beasts also want to save face."

Jiang Mo was inexplicably stunned at the end when she heard it, but she didn't feel like complaining now. She was more concerned about another thing now: "Then how many roads are there in total?"

The number of lightning tribulations a monk passes through each time he advances is different, from one when he advanced to build a foundation, to eighty-one when he ascended, the number and power are not the same. She happened to be there when the senior sister advanced to the Nascent Soul, and she split nine ways that time. Now the senior sister's identity and cultivation base are not what they used to be, and with the targeting of heaven, I don't know how much more difficult it will be?

Jin Peng seemed to know everything, and immediately answered her: "Nine ways, nine is the ultimate number."

Jiang Mo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, at least the number of thunderstorms was not too outrageous. But after thinking about it, if there are only nine tribulation thunders, isn't every one of them dangerous?

Just at this time, the first purple thunder that fell was finally consumed by the white light, and the second tribulation thunder also fell - this is still a purple thunder, but its size is doubled, and its color is also bigger than that of the purple thunder. The previous one was much deeper.

Honghu, who was under the thunderstorm, looked up and seemed unmoved, still relying on the white light all over his body to fight against the thunderstorm.

When Jin Peng saw it, he couldn't help but praise: "It's a kind heart, but this ancestral thunder calamity is different from ordinary thunder calamity. At this time, I still want to use the sky thunder to quench my body, tsk tsk..."

Jiang Mo heard what he was saying—tsk tsk, this is a hurry to court death!