Chapter 44: It can kill Da Luo, but it can hurt Quasi Saint!
The white shadow stretched out a finger as white as jade and gently pressed it between Yang Xuan's eyebrows, with a serious expression and said in a deep voice:
"My time is coming, please accept this. If necessary, I may be able to save your life."
As she spoke, the white tiger's corpse turned into wisps of white-gold aura, flowing along her jade fingers and into Yang Xuan's eyebrows, turning into a white tiger mark.
As a result, her body became more and more illusory, and finally disappeared completely when the wind blew. Only her voice still echoed in Yang Xuan's ears.
"This object contains one of my magical powers. It can kill Daluo and hurt Quasi-Sage!"
"Besides...help me take good care of my little brother..."
Yang Xuan:? ! ! !
Can it hurt the quasi-sage, or kill the great Luo? ! !
Is this the real life-saving trump card?
Yang Xuan rubbed his eyebrows with an excited expression. With this trump card, as long as he didn't jump on top of the quasi-sage, his safety level would skyrocket in the prehistoric times!
"Senior, please rest assured that from now on, with a mouthful of soup from me, there will be a bowl of milk from the little white tiger. From now on, the little white tiger will be my biological son!"
Having said this, Yang Xuan was slightly startled.
If Little White Tiger is my biological son, then wouldn’t his sister...
"No wonder this senior White Tiger said that I took advantage of her. Fortunately, she asked me for help, otherwise..."
Yang Xuan shuddered and wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.
The fundamental reason why he blurted out this was that this little white tiger had behaved too much like a child over the years, and Yang Xuan had raised him as a child.
"No, he doesn't look like a child, he is really a child."
Yang Xuan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of what he had often said in Little White Tiger's ear over the past tens of thousands of years.
Called a little white tiger, there is no one who has tens of thousands of seniors...
"From now on, we should still treat each other as brothers."
Yang Xuan rubbed Little White Tiger's head. In order to prevent Sister White Tiger from spilling the beans after her return, he decided to mention Little White Tiger's seniority.
"Ouch? (What?)"
When the little white tiger heard Yang Xuan's words, he raised his head and shouted in confusion.
But then he remembered the scene of Sister Baihu disappearing, his expression was a little lost, and he buried his head in Yang Xuan's arms.
"It's okay. Your sister is a quasi-sage, an immortal being, and will return to the wild world sooner or later. If you practice well, you may be able to help your sister escape from the long river of fate earlier."
"Ouch! (I will definitely practice well!)"
The little white tiger raised his head, nodded heavily, and made up his mind to play less for five hours a day from now on, and increase the time for practice to...
Six hours!
Hmm...five and a half hours is fine...
The little white tiger glanced at Yang Xuan with a guilty look. He was a pure-blood white tiger. Tens of thousands of years had passed, and he was still just a child with an incomplete mind.
Being able to feel disappointed because Sister Baihu disappeared is already considered a good development.
If you want him to practice well, you have to use some external forces.
Thinking of this, the corner of Yang Xuan's mouth slightly raised, he took out a drop of white tiger essence and blood from the jade bottle, and stuffed it into the little white tiger's mouth while he was still making up his mind.
The next moment.
A pure golden aura and a rich innate Geng metal aura were released from this drop of white tiger essence and blood, filling the little white tiger's body.
He had to use his natal skills to refine these golden auras and innate Geng metal aura, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Play? You are now at the golden age of spiritual practice, how can you play?
Yang Xuan smiled slightly and put the little white tiger on his head. If other living beings want to refine these blood essences, these rich innate Gengjin Qi will become a huge obstacle.
But the little white tiger is different. The innate Gengjin Qi in the white tiger's essence and blood will not only not be an obstacle to him, but can also be a great help and stimulate his bloodline.
Sister Baihu's real purpose of refining these essences and blood is to improve Xiao Baihu's cultivation.
If Little White Tiger can refine them all, it will not be any problem to become Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Originally, he was thinking of deducting some of the little white tiger's milk powder to use it to gain magical powers or to refine spiritual treasures.
But after getting the Gengjin White Tiger Sword and the magical power of Sister Baihu, I gave up this idea.
Now that I have received more benefits than I expected, I will naturally not snatch the milk powder from Little White Tiger again.
Moreover, it is now confirmed that the little white tiger is not the senior of the white tiger clan in ancient times, and will not awaken his memory, nor will he part ways with him.
So the stronger the little white tiger is, the greater the benefit will be to him, right?
Can Yang Xuan still not be able to tell the difference between an ancient white tiger from the Taiyi Golden Fairyland and 365 drops of white tiger essence and blood?
Besides, he now has the Geng Gold White Tiger Sword and the Fortune Immortal Clothes, two high-grade innate spiritual treasures.
There are also many innate and acquired spiritual treasures such as Xuanyin Spear, Formation-Breaking Cone, etc. There is no shortage of treasures. There is no need to waste the white tiger's essence and blood.
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As for the question of cultivation, after these years of traveling in the wilderness, as well as the innate spiritual roots and innate spiritual fruits given by Long Lord and Haotian, and then put them into the spiritual wine gourd to refine into spiritual wine, it was enough for him to use for a period of time.
Speaking of innate spiritual roots, Yang Xuan remembered the spiritual roots that he had protected using the Hidden Heaven Formation a few years ago.
Now that he has a cave, it is time to transplant these spiritual roots back to protect them from the persecution of other creatures.
"I am really worried about the safety of these spiritual roots!"
Yang Xuan nodded with a serious face, and walked around the Gengjin Cave to make sure that nothing was missing, then he used his magical power to move towards the entrance of the cave.
In order to refine the Geng Gold White Tiger Sword, Sister Baihu drained all the spiritual energy in the entire Cave Heaven Paradise.
Nowadays, this Gengjin Cave is in dilapidated condition and is obviously unusable.
Besides, Yang Xuan had no intention of staying here for a long time.
Gengjin Cave Heaven is located in Wuyi Mountain, which is the holy land for casual cultivators in Kyushu and the main enemy of the human race in their final calamity.
After the Jiuding Formation is deployed, this place will become a major battlefield. Isn't staying here looking for death?
"Well...if we can plan here in advance and deal with the casual cultivators in Wuyi Mountain, the danger of human disasters may be reduced by one to two percent..."
But soon, Yang Xuan shook his head.
There are a large number of Golden Immortals and Taiyi Golden Immortals living here, and there are even two Daluo Golden Immortals. How can he, a small Golden Immortal, deal with these casual cultivators?
The main energy of the human race and the dragon race is all on the Nine Provinces Cauldron, and now they can't spare the manpower to start a war with Wuyi Mountain.
To take a step back, Dayu would not do this even if he could find the manpower.
The current situation can be said to affect the whole body.
No matter which side takes action first, it will lead to a war.
Now the human race is not ready, and the foreign races in Kyushu are not ready either. Before the Jiuding Formation begins to be deployed, no force will take action rashly.
"That's all, I still don't want to get too involved in this matter."
Yang Xuan smiled helplessly and walked out of the Gengjin Cave in one step.
But just as he walked out of the mountain-protecting formation, a voice suddenly came from the side.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
(End of chapter)