Chapter 42 Gengjin Cave Heaven, the White Tiger’s Relic!
Deep in the cave.
The little white tiger came to a stop in front of a white mountain tens of millions of feet high. He tilted his head and his expression kept changing, sometimes confused and sometimes confused.
"This is..."
Yang Xuan followed the little white tiger and also came to the front of this white mountain.
The area where this white mountain is located is also the place where the golden spiritual energy is the strongest.
The aura of the golden element is like substance, and there are also wisps of innate Gengjin aura, turning into countless golden sharp blades, trying to shatter everything around them.
Even if Yang Xuan has attained the level of Golden Immortal, he still has to hold up the protective divine light in order to stand here safe and sound.
On the other hand, the little white tiger only had the early stage of Xuanxian cultivation, but he was able to remain unharmed among the golden blades.
Or...
It wasn't that the little white tiger could withstand the attack of the golden blade, but that the golden blade deliberately avoided his body. There was no golden blade within three feet.
Seeing this scene, Yang Xuan was even more confused.
Could it be that this is a cave left by the little white tiger in ancient times? Is the opportunity Haotian mentioned actually related to the little white tiger?
Yang Xuan frowned slightly, his consciousness swept over the white mountains in front of him, and he immediately showed a look of surprise.
It turned out that the white object in front of him was not a mountain, but a white tiger corpse, a white tiger corpse that was ten thousand feet high!
"Could it be said that... this white tiger corpse is the original body of the little white tiger in ancient times?"
"When he suffered an irresistible attack, he separated his true spirit from his body and hid in the ancient ruins. Finally, after absorbing the innate Gengjin energy, he reorganized his physical body and became the little white tiger he is today?"
"That being said, he must have some backup plan on the white tiger's body to restore his memory and cultivation."
Yang Xuan touched his chin, thought about it, and felt that this was the most likely possibility.
Otherwise, this white tiger’s body cannot be the mother of the little white tiger, right?
"Impossible, how can an embryo live from ancient times to the present? Even a pure-blood white tiger does not have such a long lifespan!"
Yang Xuan shook his head and smiled, so this little white tiger must be a predecessor that existed in ancient times.
If Yang Xuan could help him recover his memory, revive him, and take him to the place where his real body is, how could he not show any sign of it?
This level of power, even a little bit of something leaking out from under the fingernails, is a rare treasure for Jinxian.
Thinking of this, Yang Xuan's Golden Immortal mana was injected into the Immortal Clothes of Fortune, activating a body-protecting divine light with astonishing defensive power.
During the more than 20,000 years of seclusion in Siming Temple, Yang Xuan further refined all the innate spiritual treasures in his body.
Now that he has refined twenty restraints from the Immortal Clothes of the Immortal God of Fortune, he can exert stronger power and gather the Qing Qi of Fortune even faster.
The power of the body-protecting divine light has also become stronger. Ordinary golden immortals cannot break through it at all, and even Taiyi golden immortals can withstand one or two attacks.
But just when Yang Xuan was about to get closer to see if there was any backhand on the white tiger's body, the Fortune Golden Wheel on the back of his head automatically appeared, giving a crazy warning.
Get too close - you'll die! ! !
Yang Xuan woke up instantly, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on him in winter, and the spiritual platform suddenly became clear.
This cave was given by Haotian. He must have been in it and seen the white tiger corpse.
You must know that this is a pure-blood white tiger, and his cultivation level was extremely high during his lifetime. His body is full of treasures.
Since Haotian saw it, how could he not take it away?
Unless...
There was something about this corpse that made him, a quasi-sacred city, feel threatened, so the gain outweighed the loss by forcefully taking it away!
"It's so dangerous. Even Haotian couldn't take away the corpse. If I rush up there, I'm afraid I will be chopped into pieces by the innate Gengjin energy in an instant..."
Yang Xuan was still frightened. If there was no early warning from Fude Qingqi, even with the protection of Fude Heavenly Immortal Clothes, he might not be able to withstand it for a few times. "Ouch——!"
At this time, the little white tiger roared and ran towards the white tiger's body.
Just like before, whether it is the golden aura or the innate Geng metal aura, after the little white tiger passes by, it will automatically get out of the way, allowing him to approach at will.
But before he ran very far, his footsteps suddenly paused slightly, and he looked around as if he was looking for something.
It wasn't until he saw Yang Xuan behind him that the little white tiger's eyes lit up, and he ran back at a faster speed, biting the hem of his robe and pulling hard forward, as if he wanted to get him closer to the white tiger's body.
"It's not like I hurt you in vain..."
Yang Xuan knelt down and rubbed the little white tiger's head.
"Sometimes I feel that you are doing well as you are now. After you recover your memory, I'm afraid we will be strangers."
"Ouch? (Restore memory? What memory?)"
"It's okay, you'll understand later."
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Seeing the confused look on the little white tiger's face, Yang Xuan shook his head and smiled.
"I don't dare to... huh?"
When Yang Xuan picked up the little white tiger and planned to turn him around, he was suddenly startled.
He found that the fatal sense of crisis had disappeared.
"Did the white tiger corpse sense the invitation from the little white tiger, so it also released its authority to me?"
Yang Xuan's eyes flashed slightly, and he called up the Fortune Golden Wheel to reflect carefully. After confirming that there was no danger, he hugged the little white tiger, first took two tentative steps forward, and then strode towards the white tiger's body. .
There must be a rare opportunity in the body of this white tiger!
He is just cautious and stable in everything, but he is not a timid person who is afraid of moving forward.
On the contrary, whenever he made a decision, he always acted resolutely.
Just like this time, since he was sure that there was no danger, he did not hesitate. While maintaining vigilance, he used his magical power to quickly approach the white tiger's body.
After a while, he followed the direction pointed by the little white tiger and came to the head of the white tiger's corpse.
There was a huge wound between the eyebrows of the white tiger's corpse, and strands of golden blood flowed out, exuding infinite golden aura.
The reason why this cave heaven paradise has such a strong golden aura is because of the corpse of the white tiger.
Even the innate Gengjin Qi around the white tiger's corpse was transformed by this golden blood.
As long as one or two drops of golden blood are taken away, it will be enough to make up for the innate Gengjin Qi that Yang Xuan used.
From this we can see what kind of wealth this white tiger corpse contains!
I'm afraid Daluo Jinxian will be unable to walk and feel greedy after seeing it.
But how to take away one or two drops of golden blood became a problem. He was able to walk in front of the white tiger's corpse, which was all thanks to the little white tiger.
If he touches the white tiger's corpse, I'm afraid the instinct of the white tiger's corpse will be to kill him!
"You can't enter a treasure mountain only to come back empty-handed..."
Yang Xuan frowned, "How about...let Dahei try it?"
For the sake of his own life, he took out the soul-binding flag and planned to exit the cave first and let the ghost Dahei follow the little white tiger in to see if he could take away a drop or two of blood.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred. A phantom wearing a white skirt and armor flew out from the eyebrows of the white tiger corpse, exuding a terrifying pressure, overlooking Yang Xuan and the little white tiger below.
The surrounding innate Gengjin Qi also became more and more violent at this time, turning into countless three-foot-long daggers, as if they were going to tear everything around them into pieces!
(End of chapter)