When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Little White Tiger's plan to persuade Qing Xiao to be the head of the sect, was ultimately in vain.

Early the next morning, Yun Qingyue went to Little Spirit Peak with Xiao Baihu and Zhong Heng in his arms. Needless to say, Zhongheng had a temporary bye. After Yun Qingyue went to draw lots as usual, the results she got were pretty good—her match against an ordinary opponent was just ordinary. It's in the third round, and if there's no accident, it'll be there today.

Knowing that there was nothing wrong with Yun Qingyue's competition, the little white tiger rolled his eyes. After watching the first two competitions with his senior sister, he jumped off Zhong Heng's shoulder while she was on stage. , and then went straight to the high platform.

Zhong Heng was cheering for his senior sister, when suddenly he lightened his shoulder and the guard disappeared. He was taken aback at first, but after searching for a while, he found that the little white tiger was running towards the leader of the peak, the master on the high platform, so he was relieved. Although he didn't know what the little white tiger was going to do, but he was big-hearted, as long as there was nothing wrong with the little white tiger, he didn't care, so he turned his head and focused on the ring.

On the other side, after stepping on everyone's shoulders and leaving the crowd, the little white tiger jumped up to the high platform where the sect master and the peak masters were. She jumped out dexterously, until she jumped onto the platform, she saw the elders of Tiandaozong and Fozong who were still sitting beside her.

Facing his own family is different from facing outsiders, the little white tiger paused, and slowed down in consideration of the guard's restraint.

Naturally, everyone on the high platform had already noticed the sudden arrival of the guard. Seeing her walking forward with catwalks, everyone's eyes were naturally attracted to her. The head of Qingxiao was the first to realize that she was coming towards him, and when she approached, he was the first to ask: "The supervisor came here to look for me, but what's the matter?"

The little white tiger was not polite at all, and when he walked to the head of Qingxiao, he found that it was uncomfortable to raise his head to talk to others, and he was inexplicably lacking in momentum. So she jumped up and jumped directly onto the tea table next to the chair of the head of Qing Xiao, almost stepping on the tea cup.

The head of Qingxiao was not angry when he saw this, he took the initiative to open the teacup, and gave her the whole case.

The little white tiger squatted on the table, and when facing the head of Qingxiao, although he had to bow his head, he would not look up completely. She became more at ease, and was about to talk to the head of Qingxiao about the experience of going down the mountain, but out of the corner of her eye, she found that Ji Lingzhenjun of Tiandaozong also looked at her sideways, and the great monk of Fozong didn't look at her, but at such a distance Recently, with the cultivation of these people, they must be able to hear it.

Thinking of this, she hesitated a little. The hesitant to speak fell in the eyes of the head of Qing Xiao, and he waved his sleeves to set up a sound-proof barrier beside him, and then said to her: "Don't worry, the supervisor, others can't hear it anymore."

The little white tiger couldn't help but gave him an appreciative look, and then said without further delay, "I want to go down the mountain to practice."

"Ah?!" Even the calm and experienced head of Qingxiao couldn't help but be taken aback by what she said. After all, Xuanwu has been raised for thousands of years, and the whole sect has long been accustomed to the laziness of the Zhiming Shenjun. It is common to sleep for decades, but it is almost unheard of to go down the mountain to practice. After getting used to the laziness and sleepiness of the beasts, Rao knew that Baihu was different from Xuanwu, and the head of Qingxiao never thought that she wanted to run away at such a young age.

After being speechless for a moment, the head of Qing Xiao organized his words and asked: "Why did the supervisor have such an idea? But where did the disciples in the door be negligent, which made the supervisor unhappy?" He seemed to sweep down the high platform glance.

Afraid that he might misunderstand, the little white tiger hurriedly raised its paw and shook it: "No, no, where are you going? I just want to go down the mountain to experience some experience, and it's not like I won't come back. What does it have to do with others?"

The head of Qing Xiao was suspicious at first, and then took a look off the stage, but this glance happened to see Yun Qingyue who was on the ring. Suddenly, he understood something - Yun Qingyue had just given birth to a baby, isn't it time to go out for training?

This is not a rule of the sect, but every time a monk breaks through a great realm, the cultivation resources required will increase, and it is unaffordable to just stay in the sect, and they have to go out to "experience". Either killing monsters, or digging for elixir, or going to a secret realm, it is necessary to enrich the storage equipment.

For example, at this time, Yun Qingyue, after conceiving a baby, only wanted to refine the Snow-covered Sword, so he was running in the auction and mission hall, and almost squandered all his previous savings. Next, she still needs to cultivate herself, which will inevitably cost a lot of money, and she can't rely on the sect and master.

After figuring this out, the head of Qingxiao coughed lightly, and said: "I understand. But you are still young, supervisor, and you don't know the dangers of the outside world, so it's better to stay in the sect first. You will grow up in the future." The older you are, the more refined your cultivation is, there are many opportunities to go down the mountain to practice. No one will stop you then, so why rush now?"

The cub has a big heart, even if he agrees, the Zhiming God will not agree.

Xiao Baihu didn't care what the head of Qingxiao understood, and the other party's rejection was not beyond her expectations. She immediately took a step forward, and Tiger Claw stepped on the armrest of Qingxiao's chair, arguing rationally: "The disciple can go down the mountain to practice after establishing a foundation. I have already reached Jindan, why can't I?"

The head of Qingxiao was not moved at all when he heard the words, and only said: "This is different."

The little white tiger refused to accept: "What's different?!"

The head of Qingxiao seemed to sigh, but he finally made it clear: "Does the supervisor want to go down the mountain with nephew Qingyue? She is now a Nascent Soul cultivator. The opponents she meets, and the secret realm she enters and exits, must be with her. The cultivation level matches. In this way, if she encounters danger, it must not be something a low-ranking monk can bear. You are born weak and weak, and now your cultivation level is still lacking. Wouldn't it be a hindrance to follow her reluctantly?"

These words are really not polite at all, because the little white tiger has a stubborn face, and the head of Qingxiao knows that the other party will not listen if he speaks lightly. And after getting along with each other for so long, Little White Tiger obviously relies a lot on Yun Qingyue.

Sure enough, the little white tiger choked when he heard this, and even lost his previous momentum, even drooping his tail. She stumbled and said: "I, I won't hold back. You see how fast my cultivation base has increased these days. In just a few months, I have gone from no cultivation base to now breaking through the middle stage of Golden Core. If I go down the mountain to practice, my cultivation will definitely increase faster, and I will be able to become a Nascent Soul soon."

The system being repaired in the background happened to hear this, and suddenly appeared and interjected: "This is not necessarily true. Now you are in Xuanqingzong, and there are so many resources for you to practice and upgrade. It is different when you go down the mountain. Tiger skin, tiger Bone, tiger blood, these are good things..."

The little white tiger's back was a little chilly when he heard the words, so he quickly swung his claws to slap the system away, and sent it a word: "Get out!"

After the system was photographed flying, it disappeared again, and the head of Qingxiao couldn't help but feel a little moved after hearing her words. After all, Zhiming Shenjun has already reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, and he has been suppressing his cultivation base to barely stay in this world. Xuanqingzong needs new guards of divine beasts imminently. It would be a good thing if the little white tiger in front of him could grow up quickly.

However, if you are heartbroken, you still can't take risks, so the head of Qingxiao finally rejected her, with a very firm attitude.

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In the arena, Yun Qingyue's competition ended quickly. Because the opponent is only a Jindan late stage cultivation base, there is a big gap with her, which makes the whole competition almost crushing. The opponent was beaten helplessly by her, and it took only half an hour to win the victory. Except for the corner of the clothes being cut by the opponent's magic weapon, it can be regarded as unscathed.

Zhong Heng greeted him cheerfully, and after a few words of praise, he glanced at the empty arena, and suddenly said "Huh" and said, "The next round is actually scheduled for You Yi, senior sister, do you want to watch the battle?"

For a person with a cultivation level like You Yi, even if he loses a game and falls to the second ring, it is easy to come back. He just fought one more game than Yun Qingyue. Yun Qingyue had met him before when the lottery was drawn, but he didn't expect that the result of the lottery was so coincidental that he was ranked behind Yun Qingyue. If the competition continues, it is not impossible for the two to compete on the same stage again.

Yun Qingyue only glanced sideways at the names that appeared on the ring, but didn't intend to watch the battle. She glanced at Zhong Heng's empty shoulders, then looked around, and then asked, "Where's the supervisor?"

Zhong Heng pointed to the high platform: "The supervisor went to the platform to look for the master, and I don't know what happened."

Yun Qingyue followed what he expected, and sure enough, he saw the little white tiger stepping on the armrest of the head's chair, arguing with the head in a fierce manner. Zhongheng didn't know what happened to her, but Yun Qingyue guessed, feeling a little helpless but couldn't pretend not to see her. I had no choice but to sigh secretly in my heart, and walked towards the high platform.

Little White Tiger naturally refused to give up easily. After all, monks don't have a strong sense of time, so it's normal to go out for three to five years to practice. As long as she thought that she and her senior sister might be separated for so long, she couldn't bear it, and had to convince the head.

It's just that the head of Qingxiao manages a sect, so how can he be so persuasive?

The little white tiger was nagging so much that her mouth was dry, but the head of Qingxiao just kept silent, and then suddenly, she was hugged from behind by a pair of hands. She fell into the familiar embrace, smelled the familiar cold fragrance, and when she looked up, she happened to see the delicate and delicate chin of the senior sister... For some reason, she suddenly felt a little wronged, and subconsciously placed two tiger claws on the hand of the senior sister holding her .

Then at the next moment, Xiao Baihu suddenly remembered that it was the senior sister who proposed to go down the mountain to practice, and it was the senior sister who said that she could not take her with her, and it was the senior sister who asked her to persuade the head and Zhiming Shenjun...

Suddenly I can't feel wronged by my senior sister, what should I do if I'm still a little angry? !

The little white tiger withdrew its claws, let out a "hum", and stopped ignoring Yun Qingyue.

Yun Qingyue and Sect Leader Qing Xiao had a panoramic view of her reaction and couldn't help but laugh. Yun Qingyue hugged the little white tiger into his arms, patted the little white tiger's furry head with one hand, and then said to the master Qing Xiao: "Master, I'm taking the supervisor back."

The head of Qingxiao nodded as if nothing happened when he heard the words, "Go."

So before the little white tiger could do anything else, she was taken away by the senior sister, just like a child taken away by her parents.