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200. Thatched Cottage among the Clouds(1/2)

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 pretty good mood.

He returned to his careless look, as if the thunderous power just now was emanated from another person.

Pei Xihe knew it in his heart.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi in front of me looks slovenly 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 that she was thousands of miles away.

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, how can you gather 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 Taoism?

Every Taoist monk in this world has a different way of condensing his mind.

Very different.

In ancient books, some people even achieved it through hard work day after day, or even after a long sleep, it was condensed in a dream.

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 is solidified by his power, making it impossible to escape.

Why did such a powerful monk suddenly appear in this mountain forest? Didn't Auntie 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 but laugh in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face.

Naturally, I don't 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 contract beast, so I brought it back for you."

The white emperor's eyes, which seemed pitiful just now, suddenly showed a fierce light.

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 you fight to the last drop of blood, you 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 the White Emperor were lifted.

Fortunately, there was a pair of light wings behind it, and it flapped quickly, and then stabilized its figure.

The White Emperor looked at Pei Xihe and Zhao Qingtang. The tense formation just now was about to dissipate, and then he felt relieved.

It thought that someone as powerful as 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 eyes on Pei Xihe.

It can be seen that her body lacks spiritual energy, but it has already displayed eight-colored 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 green sleeves, a force of space wrapped her tightly.

I just felt that my eyes were going dark, and the mysterious power was flowing around me.

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 world 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.
To be continued...
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