Although I don’t know if this soul-stirring roar is coming from that alien spirit. But the source of the sound at this moment obviously comes from that little spirit.
Looking at each other, one could see a hint of excitement, and the danger behind them was forgotten. Almost unanimously, there is a sense of consensus that it is coming out!
The white tiger, which had been roaring all the time, now actually had its white hair standing on end. It was obviously more sensitive than humans. Due to the natural instinct of animals, Feng Biwei frowned slightly for the first time. Bai Hu was raised by her since he was a child, and he could be said to be like a family member.
He has been with her for many years since he grew up, and has almost never left her side. Naturally, she feels very familiar with Bai Hu's behavior. Seeing it like this, it was obvious that it had encountered the biggest crisis in its life.
For Feng Biwei, she no longer just regards the white tiger as a mount, but as one of her own relatives. Seeing its uneasy look, Feng Biwei felt a little nervous. Of course, this kind of tension is just an instinctive change in the heart. With a seemingly unconcerned expression, his beautiful eyes moved for the first time, and his jade palm gently caressed the white tiger's neck.
It always seems calm and calm, but in fact, the senses are constantly sensing the changes of everyone present. She seemed to feel Feng Biwei's change, looking over at her with a smile on her face without any care.
In fact, what he had been paying attention to was Feng Biwei, who was his opponent. Even if he was a little far away, he didn't care.
He pays special attention to every move and even the subtle breathing of the other person. Naturally, he also gave hints to the people around him that Donnie in his arms seemed to have an inexplicable tacit understanding with him. Although he didn't make a sound, he seemed to understand what he meant.
Seeing Feng Biwei looking towards this side with electric eyes, a proud smile couldn't help but appear on her face. Feng Biwei was naturally keenly aware of the gaze, whether it was too far away or even further away, a master of her level would react to the vibrations in the air.
This is the biggest difference between innate masters and acquired practitioners. Innate masters can already capture the subtle changes in the air, and even adjust the vitality between heaven and earth, to use it and change it.
Facing the change, Feng Biwei tensed up and recovered immediately. It seemed that there was no change and she was successfully controlling her changes. The appearance caused by the subtle changes in her mood may be a kind of confusion to her opponent for a master of her level.
Naturally, he won't take action. As for him, he is even more suspicious.
Feng Biwei didn't know the idea and didn't have much contact with it. However, the Xiaoyao Sect is now in the Tang State, and it can be said that they have a very thorough understanding of the Shangqing Sect, which is also highly respected in the Tang State.
After all, the fifth son of Dadong was famous in the Tang Dynasty, and Wu Yue was famous. Although he seemed not hostile on the surface, Feng Biwei still had a hint of instinctive defense in his heart. Although it has only been less than a hundred years, Feng Biwei has already seen through a lot of the cruelty of cultivation.
Often, many cultivators would fight for a few resources or some rare medicinal materials, or even kill their entire family. What's more, like this rare golden forty-eight knot, any antique that has been cultivated for more than fifty years will be excited.
There are two people here, and their skills are very mysterious. Feng Biwei can't see how advanced their cultivation is. Although he had learned some unique skills that day, after decades, who knows if he has practiced other miraculous skills.
Feng Biwei estimated that the other party had practiced it, a unique skill that was enough to hide his power. Feng Biwei himself had this ability. It was a skill that completely controlled his own aura. It was founded by a senior of the Xiaoyao sect, and he has learned it now. There are no more than five people.
I don't dare to look down on both sides at all. I don't know whether they are friends or enemies. At least the two of them are in greater danger. It can be said that no matter which side he plays against, he has an absolute advantage. The two of them at least seem to be on the same page. Although they are nominally the public enemies of the Central Plains Taoist sect, in the end, they reach the same goal through different paths. At the end of the journey, no one is right or wrong.
The difficulties this strange and strange object, the Forty-Eight Golden Knot, has brought to everyone may have exceeded its own value at this moment. Even though she could still get what she wanted with the dragon she had just taken off in her arms, Feng Biwei knew in her heart that she could no longer give up this golden forty-eight knot.
After practicing in seclusion for decades, he rushed to Jinling City as soon as he was released from seclusion. It was because I had encountered its figure before that I was struck by the wonder of the vitality of a long worm. I have a new understanding of life, and I am more interested in this long worm I encountered back then. I hope to get the meaning and mystery of life from it!
Decades have passed, and although she doesn’t know if it still exists, Feng Biwei still has some hope. I rushed to Jinling City, but I didn't expect to encounter someone from Hell Gate. I also got news that someone was looking for this golden forty-eight knot.
Long Tui, who really got the news about it again, didn't care about how to get it. He just wanted to get close to this golden forty-eight knot again, so he followed the people at Hell Gate all the way. Seeing the real dragon at a glance, Feng Biwei knew that it had broken away from the ordinary worm state!
My heart longs to see it, and of course I want to own it. Even though she had some feelings for her, a disciple of her old friend, she still couldn't stop her from wanting to get this golden forty-eight-knot heart, and it also had its dragon fade.
Regarding the insights into spiritual practice, Feng Biwei instinctively knew how much this strange and strange object would be of help to her! This is a subtle reaction that occurs naturally in the body after one has reached a certain level of cultivation.
Now even if this Golden Forty-eight Festival is of no use to me in the end, to take a step back and say that for the sake of Qin Zhuang in front of me, I have a very happy talk with the ghost mother Gao Yangyi, and I still have to face Nan Fenghan. What's more, Nan Fenghan is not tolerated by the Central Plains Taoist sect. As the supreme elder of the Xiaoyao sect, even if it is for the sake of the sect, Nan Fenghan must prevent Nan Fenghan from being in the limelight.
He looked over calmly, and met Woni's eyes that looked like she was picking up a shirt. There was a hint of blood-red pupils in her eyes, which was so enchanting and stunning. She stood close to Nan Fenghan with a smile on her face, her body could not help but flirt with the man next to her, but she looked at Feng Biwei proudly, as if telling Feng Biwei that she was enjoying life.
Feng Biwei looked at this woman again for the first time, and the feeling of danger in her heart became stronger. This instinctive intuition made Feng Biwei know that the woman in front of her was actually much more dangerous than the handsome and free-spirited Nan Fenghan.
The two of them were still standing on the treetops, as light as feathers. Their posture as if they were walking on flat ground showed their advanced cultivation, and also completely shocked the masters from Lianyun Village opposite, and the people from Yinjiabao who were the least skilled.
