"Ouch"
Feihu struggled to get up, his belly grew bigger again, he was trembling continuously, and there were faint signs of giving birth.
The pitiful generation of holy beasts, the mount of the Crouching Tiger Arhat, the existence that countless Buddhist believers looked up to, was made pregnant in the formation of the Eighteen Arhats.
The arhat is hiding behind the tiger, but he doesn't dare to show his head. However, if you think about it, you can understand that Xu Xian's magical power is too terrifying. If she gets pregnant on the spot after being attacked, if she is pregnant, she will not be laughed to death when she returns to Lingshan, and Buddhism cannot kill.
When the time comes, the joke about Fuhu Arhat having a son or daughter will spread throughout the world.
"Are you really going to give birth?"
Xu Xian's smile faltered. He thought of a question. If the tiger really gave birth, who would be the father of the child? The Taoist Priest or him. It was so confusing!
"Ouch"
Feihu opened his bloody mouth and wanted to bite Xu Xian, but his body was heavy and it was difficult to move.
"No, are you a male or a female?"
Xu Xian came over with a serious look on his face, stretched out his hand and spread Feihu's hind legs, wanting to peek into the secret place. Such a crazy behavior naturally aroused Feihu's great anger.
Regardless of the fact that she was pregnant, she bit Xu Xian with all her life. However, despite being physically handicapped, the crazed Xu Xian succeeded in the end.
"It's actually a male, and it's even castrated. It can also lead to pregnancy. This magical power given to me by the Taoist Master is really amazing."
Xu Xian, who discovered the truth, quickly retreated far away amidst Feihu's angry roar, his face filled with distress again.
If this flying tiger is a male, and he can be considered the father, then who is the female is completely confusing.
At this time, there was a fluctuation in the void, and the Crouching Tiger Arhat and Jigong stepping on the Shenlong appeared. Unlike the arrogance of Long Fei Jiutian before, the Shenlong seemed very quiet, making people wonder if it was frightened by Feihu's tragic experience.
"Xu Xian, take away the magical power from Feihu. The poor monk will send you out of the battle, otherwise you will be reborn in bliss."
Fuhu Arhat's tone became a little cold, which was far different from the radiant and kind appearance of ordinary Buddhists.
It can be seen that he is also extremely angry.
"Let me be reborn in bliss"
After following Chu Feng for so long, Xu Xian has finally seen the market. In the past, it was unattainable. Immortals and Buddhas who can play with a person's fate with just a thought. Seeing it with his own eyes, it is nothing more than that. Compared with ordinary people, they only have powerful magic power. That’s all.
"I'll let you go to bliss. Why don't the remaining sixteen come out? The one who rides a deer, the one who carries bananas, the one who picks his ears..."
Judging from the way Xu Xian spoke, it seemed that he didn't even let go of these things.
Jigong, who had been silent all this time, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
"Amitabha, today's battle is a fair one. If the donor wins with this despicable method, he will not be able to win even if he spreads the word."
Xu Xian burst out laughing. Since he met Chu Feng, his life has changed a lot, which has made him a big person. From a good-for-nothing good-for-nothing, despised by everyone, who chewed on his sister and brother-in-law's pustules, he became He has become an almost earth-shattering figure. For him, the least valuable thing is the opinions of others.
"Jianlong Zun, Master Daoji, may have a very high reputation for you monks. I, Xu Xian, am just an ordinary person without a Taoist priest. After a few decades, I will be just a skeleton. I have been able to reach this point today. There can be no more. The world laughs at me and scolds me, so what. The people in front of me will eventually become loess, and everything will eventually disappear with the wind. I don’t need to care about anyone’s evaluation. Really, they will all be dead, maybe some. One day, so did I.”
Seeing that Xu Xian had such a thorough understanding of world affairs, Jigong didn't say any more and just sighed.
Seeing the conversation between the two of them collapse, the Crouching Tiger Arhat couldn't help but said: "Dragon, bring down the fire and burn this beast!"
The dragon who was stepped on by Jigong turned his head and glared at Fuhu Arhat. Not to mention that the other party had that terrible magical power. If he killed someone without authorization, he would have to bear the consequences. Fuhu Arhat made it clear that he did not want to bear the responsibility himself.
"Backing off in the face of battle is far different from flying tiger"
Fuhu Arhat righteously criticized Shenlong and praised Feihu, who had been abandoned by him.
At this time, Feihu, who was lying dead on the ground, squinted his eyes and looked at his master with a sad expression.
I'm so good, but you are a bald donkey, and you haven't come down to help me. You have been riding for so many years, and you abandoned me as soon as you said you wanted to. You don't show any affection at all.
Just when Feihu was complaining, something terrible happened. A hole opened on Feihu's back, and a silver-white light flashed through.
"Fuhu, what did I give birth to?"
Feihu asked anxiously, feeling something was wrong and hurting.
"Knife, tip"
The originally serious face of Crouching Tiger Arhat turned out to be extremely weird. He thought he would be giving birth to a tiger cub, but he didn't expect it to be a knife.
"Feihu, Xiaosheng, help you pull it out."
Xu Xian, who was standing nearby, thought that this was his first "child" and stepped forward to help.
Seeing the initiator, Feihu wanted to bite him, but he thought of his situation and endured it. He planned to wait until the knife was drawn out to catch Xu Xian off guard.
You can't even touch the tiger's tail, but you dare to enlarge the tiger's belly.
Xu Xian walked behind Fu Hu, stretched out his hand to hold the tip of the knife, and pulled it out little by little.
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
I don't know why, but after becoming pregnant, Feihu found that not only was he unable to use any magical powers, but his tolerance for pain was also reduced.
"Uh, it's bleeding. Xiaosheng, please slow down, please slow down."
Xu Xian suppressed his laughter and slowed down. The thick blade came out little by little, stained with blood.
"How much has come out?"
After a while, Feihu, whose fur was wet with sweat, asked.
"It's more than four feet. It must be almost over."
Xu Xian replied.
"In this way, I, I will"
Feihu suddenly turned around and wanted to bite Xu Xian, but he only turned thirty degrees before letting out a scream and almost falling down.
Xu Xian's apologetic voice came
"Xiaosheng made a mistake. It's still very long. You gave birth naturally. The blade came out first, and the handle is at the back. I don't know how long the blade is."
Next, Feihu could only groan in pain.
"Seven feet"
"One foot five"
"Two feet seven"
…
"Fourteen feet"
When Feihu was about to pass out, Xu Xian pulled out the fourteen-foot-long machete from Feihu's belly. The scene was much scarier than a child pulling out a several-foot-long roundworm.
"Finally gave birth"
Feihu, a sacred beast, lay weakly on the ground, no different from a sick cat.
Fuhu Arhat saw the birth and said with great joy: "Shenlong, take action immediately and capture Xu Xian"
As soon as he finished speaking, Feihu's belly expanded again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shenlong stumbled and almost threw Jigong off.
"Ouch"
Feihu let out a heart-rending cry.
Xu Xian, who was holding the machete and testing its hardness, looked confused. It had nothing to do with him this time.
