Pei Xihe had a bit of a smile in his eyes.
She really didn't expect that she would already see Zhao Qingtang before she arrived at Wan Zhong Mountain.
"Girl, are you here to learn swordsmanship from me at Wan Zhong Mountain?"
Zhao Qingtang had just dealt with the Tianyuan bloodworm and was in a good mood.
He returned to his careless look, as if the thunderous power just now was emanated from another person.
But Pei Xihe knew it in his heart.
The middle-aged man in green clothes in front of him looks sloppy and unruly.
But a hundred years ago, he was the Lord who first entered Xiaoyaoyou.
Today's strength will only be stronger.
There was a sense of awe in her heart.
In awe of this true power.
"Back to senior, yes."
Her attitude was somewhat respectful, but it didn't make anyone feel distant.
Pei Xihe took out a stubborn stone from the storage ring.
The three knife marks above are exactly the stone talismans given by Zhao Qingtang in the Divine Hidden Realm.
Zhao Qingtang's beard was a little long, so he touched it, and the stone talisman flew over from Pei Xihe's hand.
Suddenly a bit of surprise and light flashed in his eyes.
"You're such a little girl, you've already gathered your Taoist heart at such a young age?"
His realm is actually higher. He has already combined his body with heaven and earth, so he can easily see the spiritual charm of Tao flowing around her body.
Pei Xihe was calm and calm, having calmed down from the life-or-death escape just now.
There was a slight smile in her eyes.
"It was just a fluke."
There is also a little emotion hidden under this smile.
Who would have thought that Lu Changfeng's expression of affection would actually help her achieve her Taoist heart?
Every Taoist monk in this world has a different way of condensing.
It varies greatly.
In ancient books, there are even people who achieved success through hard work day after day, or even after sleeping and condensing it in their dreams.
Pei Xihe knew that as the Lord, Zhao Qingtang made a promise worth a thousand pieces of gold.
If you promise to use this stone talisman to learn swordsmanship from him in the Divine Hidden Realm, you are truly willing to teach him the skills.
Even though he was born in Kunlun, due to various factors, he would not accept him as his disciple.
But it does not retain any hidden skills, and has given her all the moves of the two swords.
This broad-mindedness and openness are enough to earn Pei Xihe's admiration and respect.
"Ouch?"
The White Emperor gave a weak cry.
The tail is tightly attached to the hind limbs and does not dare to swing around.
It looked at Pei Xihe imploringly.
It seems that this female nun and this terrifying monk know each other.
Can you please beg for mercy and let this weak, pitiful and helpless little tiger go?
When Zhao Qingtang pulled Pei Xihe back, he also pulled him back.
The space around it was solidified by his power, making it impossible to escape.
Why did such a powerful monk suddenly appear in this mountain forest? Didn't Aniang say that most of these existences are playing in the human world, or practicing in seclusion?
Why did you come to this mountain forest to kill insects?
It screamed and whimpered, looking extremely pitiful.
Pei Xihe couldn't help laughing in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.
Naturally, one would not dare to be too presumptuous in front of the Lord.
But after thinking about it, I still considered my words.
"Senior, this tiger is very close to me. It is extremely intelligent. We escaped together just now. Can you let him go?"
Zhao Qingtang was slightly surprised when he heard this.
"I thought it was your contracted beast, so I brought it back for you."
A fierce light suddenly appeared in Bai Huang's eyes that seemed pitiful just now.
It straightened its back and no longer begged for mercy.
The fierce evil spirit with clenched eyes truly belongs to the lineage of the evil demon god Bai Hu.
The White Tiger lineage, even if its bloodline is thin, still understands the faith and unruliness flowing in the blood.
Even if they fight to the last drop of blood, they cannot lose the reputation of the White Tiger Demon God.
Only then did Zhao Qingtang look at him intently. His eyes were filled with a hint of spiritual light. He looked at the White Emperor and raised the corners of his lips slightly.
I see.
"Okay, you little tiger has a tough head and a tough brain. I don't know that."
"You can leave if you want."
With a slight movement of his fingertips, all the space constraints around Bai Huang were lifted.
Fortunately, there was a pair of light wings behind it. It flapped quickly and stabilized its figure.
Bai Huang looked at Pei Xihe and Zhao Qingtang, feeling relieved that the tense formation just now was about to dissipate.
It thought that a powerful person like Zhao Qingtang had the idea of forcibly contracting itself for Pei Xihe.
Although the white tiger's bloodline is thin, it will never accept any formal contract compromise.
Now it seems that I have misunderstood.
It howled twice at Pei Xihe.
The cry conveyed a certain closeness and was also a farewell.
After all, he was on the run, and Pei Xihe had just begged for mercy for himself.
It controlled the few demonic powers in its body, flapped its wings of light and flew away.
Now he is also quite injured inside his body and needs to be nursed back to health as soon as possible.
The White Emperor gradually flew away.
Zhao Qingtang's eyes also flashed with a bit of fun.
Even if the bloodline of the White Tiger Demon God is thin, it is very rare.
Nowadays, there are only one or two in the world of immortality. I am afraid that the origin of this little tiger is not simple.
He cast his gaze on Pei Xihe.
It can be seen that her body lacks spiritual energy, but it has already shown eight-color jade steps, which shows that she has a solid foundation.
Eyes slightly shiny.
"Just come with me."
Before Pei Xihe could react.
With a wave of Zhao Qingtang's cyan sleeves, a force of space wrapped her tightly.
I just felt that my eyes were going dark, and the mysterious power around me was flowing.
When he opened his eyes again, it was already a thatched cottage.
The clouds are misty, there are thousands of mountains and peaks, and the thatched cottages are independent.
Pei Xihe's heart trembled, this is the method of almighty power, the universe moves, and the mind changes.
On the rocking chair in front of the thatched cottage.
The old man opened his eyes.
There was a piece of straw in his mouth.
"Why did you bring a little girl back?"
Zhao Hanfeng is like an ordinary little old man.
There is nothing in him that has the spirit of a monk.
He looked to be sixty or seventy years old, and he was dressed in brown linen clothes, just like those bad old men in the human world.
He spat out the straw in his mouth.
"Hey, the little girl is still wearing Thousand Face Nails, so she is quite defensive."
Pei Xihe was not surprised that he revealed his disguise at a glance.
She took off the thousand-faced nails on her earlobes and returned to her true appearance.
The boy's appearance suddenly changed into that of a girl.
Her appearance is something that even monks like Zhao Qingtang and Zhao Hanfeng, who have lived for who knows how long, can hardly find anything comparable to her in their memories.
Only then did Zhao Qingtang truly understand why she was so careful in the hidden realm of gods.
He said to Zhao Hanfeng.
"Master, didn't I go to the Divine Hidden Realm a few days ago to play? I happened to meet this little girl who has good sword skills, so I taught her two sword skills. I didn't expect that she actually learned it."
"But she has already become a disciple of Kunlun. You see, I do cherish this good material, so I gave her the sword talisman and asked her to come to Wan Zhong Mountain to learn the sword from me if she wishes."
"It's coming soon."
Zhao Hanfeng kept his eyebrows motionless and closed his eyes.
The body started to sway with a slight exertion on the rocking chair.
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