When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Zongmen Dabi sounds very passionate, and it looked fresh at first, but after watching it for a long time, it is actually the same. Especially since this is only the first round of elimination, a group of a hundred people fighting in the same arena, no matter how exquisite the swordsmanship is, no one can appreciate it. After all, the eyes are dazzled, and unless the people on the high stage have a special purpose to observe, they will feel dizzy when they look at the light effects that are full of the ring.

The flying golden lion still provoked the anger of the crowd. The disciple of the spirit beast garden was beaten by the crowd along with his flying golden lion. After holding on for half an hour, he was kicked off the ring.

The little white tiger on the high platform was lying on the chair, watching boredly, without the initial excitement.

After about two quarters of an hour, this knockout match finally came to an end. Dozens of arenas that were originally packed with anxiety are now much empty. In some rings, there were only ten people left. After the battle, those who persevered to the end were also in a state of embarrassment, and some even collapsed. In some arenas, the final elimination was still going on, and everyone tried their best with all their means.

The little white tiger glanced over these arenas, and it was no surprise that he didn't know anyone. There were a few who looked good, either from the Spirit Beast Garden, or people who came to listen to the sermon given by the senior sister a few days ago, and she had never even met the rest.

A group fight, with people you haven't met, will naturally become boring after watching it for a long time. What made Hu feel even more boring was that there were more than one round of this kind of knockout competition. After all, there were seven or eight thousand people participating in the big competition, and even if there were dozens of rings, there would still be more than a dozen rounds. When they finish fighting, today will be spent here for about a day, wasting time in vain.

While the little white tiger was yawning boredly, he was teleported to Mingxia Peak's system by Zhiming Shenjun, and it was long overdue at this time. It froze when it saw a crowd of bosses, even though it knew that these people couldn't see itself, it couldn't help becoming cautious.

Finally, the system flew to the host, and the light cluster landed on the little white tiger's ear.

The little white tiger shook his ears and didn't pay much attention to it, but he heard the system's crying and grievance voice coming from his ears: "Host, host, I finally found you woo woo woo. Boss, he doesn't talk about martial arts at all. Just teleport, without saying where it took you. In the blink of an eye, you disappeared, and I couldn't follow, which made me look for it..."

The drama essence system is getting more and more dramatic now, and it has been whispering for a quarter of an hour. The little white tiger listened to each sentence, and she couldn't respond even when Zhiming Shenjun was beside her. Occasionally, she shook her ears impatiently, but obviously the system that didn't have a real entity couldn't be shaken off.

Probably because the frequency of the little white tiger shaking her ears was too high, not only the Zhiming Shenjun took the time to glance at her, but even the Qingyu Peak Master who had been ignoring her on the other side couldn't help but look sideways. Then, under the watchful eyes of the two bosses, the little white tiger raised its claws and scratched its ears as if nothing had happened, and didn't dare to move too much, but when it lay down, it became even more bored.

Such a posture of the supervisor is obviously not conducive to her majesty, but everyone present knows that this is just a cub, so no one is too demanding of her. Even Zhiming Shenjun, who had patted her on the back of the head to warn him, silently took out a plate of fruit and put it in front of her.

Cubs need to be cared for, but feeding fruit to tigers is hard to say.

Fortunately, the system reminded at the right time: "Host, this is a spiritual fruit. Although I don't know what it is, it contains a lot of spiritual power. And this spiritual power should be easily absorbed, so you can eat it." After finishing speaking The topic changed and became serious: "Host, you are now gaining points and combat power very quickly, but you need a lot of experience to level up. Now you don't have to press down on your level, and you can continue to take drugs."

Jiang Mo was not in a hurry when he heard the words. After all, where the combat power is, the level is all false.

If she maintains her cultivation at the early stage of foundation establishment and continues to increase her combat power, then only by defeating someone with a higher cultivation level, she will be able to show her strength as a supervisor by leapfrogging the challenge. On the contrary, if she raises the level first, and then is hanged and beaten by someone with a lower level than herself, wouldn't it be extremely embarrassing? Just like the last time she was beaten so badly by the Gale Wolf, it is all black history in retrospect.

But if you have a plan, you have a plan, and the opportunity to upgrade is in front of you, so the little white tiger will naturally not let it go for nothing. She leaned forward and sniffed the spiritual fruit given by Zhiming Shenjun, and a refreshing fragrance swept through her heart immediately, which shocked the tiger.

Good stuff, absolutely good stuff. The boss who can give Qingyuan Essence as a meeting gift is obviously rich.

The little white tiger's eyes lit up with a "swish". Two tiger claws picked up a spiritual fruit, but he was not in a hurry to eat it by himself. First official exchange here. But before the little white tiger looked lazy, everyone seemed not to pay attention to her, but her action still attracted the attention of almost everyone in the first place.

It's a pity that before Yun Qingyue hesitated to reach out to pick it up, under the eyes of everyone, Little White Tiger's head was held down by another hand. The wide black sleeves dangled in front of her eyes, and she didn't need to guess to know that it was the hand of Zhiming Shenjun again.

The majestic god, are you so stingy? !

As soon as the little white tiger felt a slander in his heart, he heard the voice of Zhiming Shenjun next to him: "That is a golden scale fruit, of the gold type, and it is not suitable for her." After Zhiming Shenjun raised his hand, a light-colored streamer fell on the It was in Yun Qingyue's hands, and everyone looked at it again, but it was a crystal clear nine-petal ice lotus. Nine-petal ice lotus is a fifth-level spiritual grass. Although it is not particularly precious, it happens that Yun Qingyue can use it when he is advanced to the Nascent Soul.

Yun Qingyue only got the Millennium Frost Crystal yesterday, and he didn't expect to get another nine-petal ice lotus today. After being slightly startled, he hurriedly saluted and thanked: "My disciple, thank you for the treasure."

Zhiming Shenjun waved his hand indifferently: "No, just treat it as your reward for taking care of the soldiers."

As soon as these words came out, the eyes that fell on Yun Qingyue became less—that day Yun Qingyue came out of the sect to greet him with the guards in his arms, and the people of Tiandaozong and Fozong naturally saw it, but they didn't expect her to be so good. Overseers love it. With the treasure bestowed by the Zhiming God, the young and cutting-edge Xuan Qingzong naturally attracted the attention of people from the two sects, and many people even became cautious in an instant.

But no matter how many thoughts there are, now is not the time to mention them, so those veiled gazes were quickly withdrawn. Coupled with the words of Zhiming Shenjun, these people have a little more speculation in their hearts.

Little Baihu didn't notice the delicate atmosphere at that moment, she was only happy because Yun Qingyue received a suitable gift. Afterwards, the happy little white tiger turned his head and yelled at Zhiming Shenjun twice, "Aww", very appreciative: "Thank you, Shenjun, when I grow up in the future, I will definitely repay you."

It takes three thousand years for a divine beast to grow up, and by then the full-level Zhiming Shenjun may have already ascended. But Xiao Baihu's words were not perfunctory, but a sincere promise. After all, she has the golden finger of the system on her body. Even though her level is so low that she can't even get into the eyes of Zhiming Shenjun, she only talks about statistics when she upgrades, and her upgrade speed is very fast.

Taking a step back, besides game upgrades, her golden finger system also has a system mall. Although she is just a poor little tiger now, when she saves enough money, she can theoretically buy anything!

The little white tiger held its head high and made a serious promise. In the eyes of Zhiming Shenjun, it was a cub's innocent promise.

No matter what species, for the continuation of the race, the cubs are protected and lenient. Zhiming Shenjun is no exception. At this moment, he looks at the tiger cub who is talking loudly, with a rare soft smile in his eyes: "Then let's talk about it when you grow up." As he spoke, he rubbed the little white tiger's head, and then Said: "When you grow up, just help me continue to protect Xuanqingzong."

The Zhiming God did not avoid people, so although most people couldn't understand what the little white tiger said, they guessed it seven or eight points. After seeing the little white tiger nodding in agreement, it was only natural.

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I couldn't share the delicious food with the senior sisters, but it is also very flattering to eat something alone when watching the game.

During the whole day, the disciples on the ring beat their lives to death, and the bosses on the high stage talked and talked, but there was only one little white tiger, which opened its belly and ate non-stop. Speaking of which, Zhiming Shenjun's family is really rich. Seeing that the little white tiger loves to eat golden scale fruit, he takes out one plate after another. After a whole day, it makes the tiger wonder if he has planted a golden scale fruit in his talent space. Scale fruit tree?

Finally, when the sun was setting, nearly 8,000 people participated in the first round of the knockout round of the sect competition. Of course, not all of them participated in this knockout round. Those eligible for direct promotion.

In other words, the little white tiger was bored eating fruit all day, and Yun Qingyue and the others were even more bored standing there all day.

Until the elder who presided over the ring came forward and reported that the first round of elimination was over, the little white tiger who gnawed the spirit fruit so much that his belly was rolling finally regained his spirits, threw away the half-gnawd golden scale fruit, and sat up straight .

The head of Qingxiao seemed to glance over, but he didn't seem to, with a warm smile on his face: "In that case, let's stop here for today's competition, and the injured disciples can just rest and recover tonight." After finishing speaking He looked at the people of Tiandao Sect and Fo Sect beside him: "The elders must be tired after sitting here all day, so why not go back to Tianyang Peak to rest together."

In fact, the latter sentence is nonsense, because people from Tiandaozong and Fozong have always been placed on Tianyang Peak. During the Zongmen Grand Competition, all disciples participating in the Grand Competition are also eligible to stay overnight at Tianyang Peak so that they can recover from their injuries.

The elders of the two sects had no objection, exchanged courtesies, and then left with the head of Qingxiao.

Yun Qingyue and his younger brothers and sisters followed behind Qingyu Peak Master, and also headed towards Tianyang Peak. When the little white tiger saw this scene, he subconsciously wanted to follow, but was stopped by Zhiming Shenjun with his hand raised.

This time Zhiming Shenjun didn't find any faults and didn't talk nonsense, he raised his hand and took out a box of golden scale fruits, and said to the little white tiger: "Since you like to eat, you can take them all, it's also good as a snack."

The little white tiger was dumbfounded, and after a while he managed to say, "Is this...fruit?"

So much, it feels cheap.

But in fact, this thing is not cheap at all. The fourth-level golden scale fruit is definitely rare for low-level monks with golden spiritual roots. It's just that Zhiming Shenjun has a high realm and a high vision. This box of golden scale fruit is really the fruit of a golden scale fruit tree he got in his early years. Such a box has been saved for thousands of years and has been kept in the talent space to accumulate dust.

The little white tiger didn't know the value, and couldn't help but slander in his heart when he was surprised. The system knows the goods, and immediately urged after sensing the host's slander: "Host, take it, take it, this is really a good thing, if you don't believe me, turn around and look at the panel."

Now that the system has said so, it seems that this thing is not rare, so the little white tiger thanked him and accepted it. Then I turned my head and found that my senior sister was still waiting for me in the distance, and before I had time to say anything to Zhiming Shenjun, I said "Thank you", and then hurriedly ran towards Yun Qingyue. When he got close, he jumped up and jumped into the arms of the senior sister.

Yun Qingyue seemed to be quite used to it, and immediately embraced the little white tiger with one arm. Then subconsciously, she touched the little milk tiger's soft belly, and it was really round, and the golden scale fruit that he gnawed all day was not in vain.

The little white tiger noticed Yun Qingyue's movement, and immediately raised his claws to push away her hand, and yelled at her a few times with a serious "owwow".

Yun Qingyue couldn't understand what she said, but Zhiming Shenjun who hadn't left not far away obviously understood, and couldn't hold back a laugh. Because the little white tiger said seriously: "Okay, senior sister, don't be like this, I'm not such a casual tiger." It was similar to what I said to him in the morning, but this time the little guy was obviously trying to hide it, and it was quite fun.

Zhiming Shenjun didn't hide his laughter. Fortunately, the people on the high platform had almost left, and no one else heard it except Yun Qingyue and Xiao Baihu. But Yun Qingyue was at a loss when he saw this, but the little white tiger turned around and bared his teeth at the other party in embarrassment.

The cubs still need to be cared for, both physically and mentally, so Zhiming Shenjun didn't say anything, turned around and left with a smile on his face.

Naturally, Yun Qingyue couldn't get to the bottom of why Zhiming Shenjun laughed, so he put the matter aside when he saw the other party leave. After she informed the master, she stayed here to wait for the little white tiger. Now that she had received the tiger, she naturally went back to chase Qing Yu and his party.

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There are many guest rooms in Tianyang Peak, most of which are for the purpose of lodging disciples from various peaks during the Zongmen Grand Competition. However, after thousands of people moved in, the hundreds of rooms still seemed stretched, and many disciples inevitably needed to share them.

However, this has little to do with Yun Qingyue. As a major disciple of Mingxia Peak, she can naturally be allocated a single room. What's more, she is not the only one staying in Tianyang Peak temporarily, and there are guards accompanying her, so the guest room she is allocated is not only large, but also has all kinds of items. Except that there is less mouth spirit spring than Yun Qingyue's own room, there is really nothing missing here.

The disciples of Tianyang Peak left after allocating the rooms. Naturally, Peak Master Qingyu would not live with the disciples, and with her temperament, she would not give orders to the disciples like other masters.

She simply said: "Tomorrow I won't go to Little Spirit Peak, you go to watch the competition yourself, don't lose face tomorrow."

After saying this, she turned and left. When the people walked away, several disciples looked at each other for a while, Zhongheng was the most courageous and muttered: "The Zongmen Dabi, the master will show his face today, won't he go to practice again?"

He was just complaining, but when the younger brothers and sisters heard it, they all tightened their scalps - Master Qingyu doesn't like to accept disciples, except for Yun Qingyue, who was picked up by himself, the rest of the disciples are almost the generation of the head of Qingxiao. She took it. Even the second disciple, Zhong Heng, hadn't been taught much by the master, and the rest of the disciples were naturally even worse. The only impression they had of the master was that he was cultivating mad demons. However, due to the admiration of the weak for the strong, or the instinctive influence of the master-student relationship, several disciples unconsciously learn from her, and at the same time they are very concerned about what she says and does.

The third junior brother Song You looked around and said, "It's getting late, I'm going back to practice." Then he turned around and ran away, as if he was in a hurry as if he would be able to cultivate in a short while.

However, he was not an exception. Hearing this, the other people quickly dispersed and went back to practice.

Zhong Heng is also a cultivator, but he only chases after Yun Qingyue, so every time he sees this group of juniors and sisters, he can't help but be speechless. And in the blink of an eye, apart from him, only the senior sister holding the little white tiger was left.

Yun Qingyue didn't stay any longer, she nodded to Zhongheng, then turned around and carried the little white tiger back to the guest room.

Zhongheng stood there in a daze. After a while, he really didn't know what to do, so he went back to his room to practice—look, the atmosphere in their Mingxia Peak is so good, and the disciples are all cultivators who devote themselves to cultivation and have no other distractions. Fighting for power, fighting for power, and jealousy are simply impossible in Mingxia Peak, and it is also impossible for things like laziness and laziness to happen.

It was the first time for Xiao Baihu to see this scene, and she felt a little hard to explain, it was completely different from the cultivation she had seen. But it's a good thing that fellow disciples are all pure cultivators, it's better than intrigue.

As soon as she finished thinking like this, she was carried into the room by Yun Qingyue, she glanced and found that there was only one bed in the guest room.

Just, a little surprise, can I share the same bed with my senior sister tonight? !

The little white tiger's eyes lit up slightly, and it jumped straight from the arms of the senior sister onto the bed. It landed lightly, and she walked on it twice with tiger steps. Her feet were soft to the touch, and she should be quite comfortable to sleep on.

Seeing the appearance of the little white tiger, Yun Qingyue warmed up in his glazed eyes. She didn't care about the bed, after all, sleep is not necessary for monks, so she walked to the futon in the guest room and sat down, stared at the little white tiger for a long time before asking: "Go to see the Dabi today?" , isn’t it boring?”

Hearing this, the little white tiger stopped the test bed, and lay down on the bed on the spot, inevitably complaining a few times: "It's just boring, and I don't know those people, fighting back and forth. , what does it mean that you can’t even see clearly?”

Yun Qingyue couldn't understand the tiger's language, but she might as well see that the little white tiger was thinking, her eyes touched the little white tiger's tail coiled beside her, and suddenly remembered that the other party deliberately swept her hand with his tail at noon. Immediately, his fingertips moved, and he wanted to lick the tiger again, but let's forget about the monitor's tail or something, and it's not good to do it if he misses the opportunity.

There was some regret in her heart, but her face remained calm, and she said: "Since you feel bored, then you don't have to go tomorrow." After speaking, she explained: "Today is the beginning of the big competition, and the sect master and the peak master will come together. Many people may not come tomorrow, so it’s okay if you don’t go. What’s more, you have eaten so many golden scale fruits today, so you should take time to digest and absorb them.”

The little white tiger was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his belly, but he didn't think there was anything wrong. Then, in front of her senior sister, Quiet Mimi opened the character panel that only she can see—

[Host: Jiang Mo

Race: White Tiger

Occupation: Beast

Grade: 26

Combat power: 167774219 (1979)

Experience: 48937622/167772160

Points: 1512

Potential: ∞

Skills: meditation, use of primary spiritual power (blood inheritance is not activated)]

Jiang Mo looked at the character panel, which had increased by 5 levels compared to the morning, and felt dazed for a while. In other words, that's hundreds of millions of experience points, she just ate the fruit for a day, did she actually increase so much?

The last time she leveled up so readily was before level 10. Back then, it wasn't as fun to eat small sugar pills!

Jiang Mo held back for a long time, and finally muttered: "This data is inflated..."

The little white tiger's level has suddenly risen by 5 levels. From the eyes of the monks, it has suddenly risen from the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage of foundation establishment. Besides her, probably no one would feel that this improvement was much. After all, she had gnawed a dozen or twenty Golden Scale Fruits. If an ordinary monk could get one, it would be enough to make a breakthrough. Even those with better talents may directly cross the middle stage of foundation establishment and advance to the late stage of foundation establishment.

But what is better than ordinary monks is that she doesn't have to spend time digesting and absorbing them. She doesn't have to worry about indigestion if she eats too much of these usable treasures. The entrance of the spirit fruit is systemized into data by the game.

But is the little white tiger who doesn't know the inside story happy when he sees the upgrade?

No!

Her combat power hadn't caught up to the level before, and she wanted to continue to suppress the level. This is good, and she is farther away from catching up with the basic combat power. The basic combat power of level 26 is 3510, and her current combat power is less than 2000, and she suddenly feels powerless before liberation... After eating a few spiritual fruits, I feel that I owe more debts, and the heartstrings that I just relaxed are tightening again Stretch.

Score, score, she has to go to score, this can't go on like this, she still has a whole box of golden scale fruit!

The system seemed to feel that the pressure on the host was not enough, and pointed to a buff on the panel to show her: "Look, host, this is the buff for you to continue to gain experience points by eating golden scale fruits. Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow... every day for seven consecutive days. More experience points gain. Are you happy? Are you surprised? After the golden scale fruit is 'digested', the host's physique will also be improved, which will also increase the combat power, isn't it a good deal?"

The Golden Scale Fruit is indeed a good thing, but Jiang Mo, who has two debuffs holding him back, is really not happy. He always feels that the increased combat power of this kind of external force will never catch up with the upgrade. But talk is better than nothing.

The little white tiger sighed vicissitudes, and Yun Qingyue on the side had been watching her for a long time, and finally stepped forward and rubbed her head: "What's the matter, why are you suddenly depressed?"

Without saying a word, the little white tiger flew forward and hugged the senior sister's thigh.