Chapter 13: The Snow Mastiff

"Dao Chief, what the hell is that mountain god?"

"It's just a snake spirit."

"Snake spirits? Will it become the kind of woman who seduces others? ”

"You watch too much TV, don't say tempting, you will want to vomit when you watch it."

Several students surrounded Zhao Qi along the way to ask questions, but Teacher Wang on the side became a lonely person, and shook his head with a helpless smile.

"You guys be honest, don't keep catching the Taoist." He taught a few students a lesson, but who knew that these students collectively grimaced at him.

The journey back was slightly easier, although the bottle was still injured, but under Zhao Qi's casual fingers, it was suddenly out of the way, and the speed of going back was greatly accelerated.

"Isn't this the zombie hole?" Xiaole pointed to the mountain that had broken a big hole and said.

"Let's go, look at my heart." When Jingya saw this big hole, she somehow thought of her previous experience in her heart, so she urged Xiaole.

"What are you afraid of? If the Taoist chief is coming, don't worry about zombies. ”

"You still say ......"

"Let's go, we're going to get back before dark."

Zhao Qi looked at the big hole in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the two tomb robbers in his heart, thinking that the two of them should not come back. After looking at the five people in front of him, it was time to say goodbye to them.

After walking for nearly two or three hours, everyone had come to the main road. Although it is just an ordinary road, several people have a feeling of coming from a primitive society to a real society, and it seems that these students are indeed a little unforgettable in these short hours.

"Mr. Wang, what's your next step?" After coming to the road, Zhao Qi asked.

"The car we came in was in the town in front of us, so what else could we do. It's late today, so I'll have a good rest after I go back, and I'll take a few of them back early tomorrow morning. ”

"It's better to go back early, this part of the journey is a bit thrilling. Now that you've reached safety, I'm going to take my leave. After hearing Zhao Qi's words, several students immediately became anxious. In just two days, everyone and Zhao Qi can be regarded as having the same tribulation, although they know that strange people like him will have to leave sooner or later, but when this moment comes, there is still a little reluctance.

"Dao Chief, why don't we go to the town in front of us for a meal before leaving." Teacher Wang said earnestly, and several students next to him also looked at Zhao Qi expectantly.

"Hehe, sooner or later, they have to be separated. Goodbye, everybody. Zhao Qi smiled slightly, and the flying sword Moyu held Zhao Qi and flew straight to the sky, and gradually disappeared in front of everyone.

"What a strange person......" Looking at the black spots that had disappeared in the sky from afar, Wang Xingfa said slowly after a while.

After leaving everyone, Zhao Qi continued to travel alone, still living a life of wind and dew every day. Just like this, I kept climbing the mountain and wading forward, and if there was a river in front of me, I would swim over, and if there was a big mountain, I would turn over.

If you don't want to go, then use a flying sword instead of your feet, and enjoy the great rivers and mountains of the motherland.

During the journey, he forgot everything, but fully felt that he was free and unrestrained.

And Zhao Qi's Danyang Jue has also undergone tremendous changes during this time. The cultivation that had already stood still began to grow slowly on the first day he left home, and today, he even jumped two levels in a row, and had already reached the realm of the tenth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm, and as long as he went further, he could reach the Jindan stage.

This kind of unbelievable rapid growth made Zhao Qi a little confused, but cultivation growth is also a good thing after all, and Zhao Qi didn't think too much about it.

In fact, Zhao Qi had already reached the seventh layer of the Ning Yuan Realm three years ago, and after three years had passed, it was not normal to grow one layer to reach the eighth layer of the Ning Yuan Realm. The skill he had accumulated was actually enough to reach the ninth or even tenth layer of Ning Yuan, but Zhao Qi's state of mind cultivation had not reached it, so he had always been stuck at the level of the eighth layer of Ning Yuan.

Now, after this period of solo travel, whether it is in terms of experience or mood, it has made great progress compared to before the departure, so the growth of cultivation is also a smooth sailing.

Walking day and night, Zhao Qi no longer knows the specific direction, he only feels that he will wake up tomorrow and leave, and sleep when he is tired.

"Huh? When did you come to the grassland? Zhao Qi, who had just slept on the flying sword, looked at the prairie under his feet and said.

"I happened to be walking on the grassland, and I have been thinking about the grassland in my previous life." Zhao Qi put away the flying sword and walked on the prairie.

It is said that the grassland is beautiful and the grassland air is fresh. After walking for nearly an hour or two, Zhao Qi felt that none of this was enough to describe the beauty of the grassland. This kind of beauty is mainly embodied in the kind of vast, self-use and free release of the mind.

Green meadows, blue skies. Zhao Qi, who was lying on the ground, fell asleep comfortably again......

"Woo woo...... A cry from far and near woke up Zhao Qi, who was in a deep sleep. Rubbing his sleepy-eyed fluffy eyes, Zhao Qi looked at the two teams of animals that were less than a hundred meters away from Zhao Qi in a daze.

On the left are ten steppe wolves, while on the right is a majestic white lion......

Lion?

"It's not a lion, it's a ...... Tibetan mastiff? ”

That's right, the white animal standing on the right side is a rare snow mastiff.

Tibetan mastiff is produced on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and was domesticated by humans 6,000 years ago and has been accompanied by humans ever since. The unique appearance of the Tibetan mastiff, the first-class quality, the outstanding performance, the noble temperament of the king, is recognized by the world as the oldest, rarest, the most ferocious large dog breed, known as the "Oriental Dog". The Tibetan mastiff is loyal and brave, like a lion not a lion, like a tiger not a tiger, and is a divine power and wisdom that dogs can achieve instead of other dogs. In the Tibetan serf-owning society, only those kings and temple abssociators had the right to raise them, and were regarded by Tibetans as sacred dogs, tengus, and living Buddhas. The purebred Tibetan mastiff is the king of dogs, a symbol of the strong, and the most reliable and loyal partner and friend of the people.

And the snow mastiff is a very small number of treasures in the Tibetan mastiff, it can be said that the Tibetan mastiff in the nobility, it has the same color as Hada, the Tibetans believe that the snow mastiff is noble and auspicious, intelligent, wild and easy to train. Tibetan Buddhism believes that the god is white, and white is a symbol of wealth, auspiciousness, purity, nobility, and loyalty.

"Snow mastiff." The first Tibetan mastiff he saw was the snow mastiff in the Tibetan mastiff, and Zhao Qi couldn't help but admire his good luck. Staring intently at this dragon fight.

The snow mastiff in front of him was unusually tall, with a height of nearly one meter and a weight of nearly eighty kilograms. Covered in snow-white, he stared at the nearly ten steppe wolves in front of him with extreme ferocity.

"It's not supposed to be in captivity." After looking around carefully, Zhao Qi didn't find any other humans, and Zhao Qi didn't know anything about how these two teams of beasts were opposed.

And in the time that Zhao Qi was thinking, two groups of beasts that looked extremely incompatible finally began to clash. Ten steppe wolves will not be idle, and one by one, they all pounced on this snow mastiff.

Against the first steppe wolf, the snow mastiff found the position of its throat and bit down violently. Then the two steppe wolves on both sides are two paws, one left and one right, fanning them away. But the hero couldn't stand the crowd, and then the snow mastiff's left front paw and left hind paw were bitten by two timber wolves, and the bright red blood flow suddenly soaked the white fur of the snow mastiff.

The snow mastiff who was hit hard was furious, and threw away the steppe wolf that had bitten off its throat in its mouth, and bit down the throat of the timber wolf that bit its front paws. At the same time, with a hard push of the left hind paw, the other timberwolf was kicked away.

The fight between the two sides was very ornamental, and Zhao Qi on the side was fascinated by it, so he was almost filmed by the camera.

In just two minutes, the snow mastiff had bitten four timberwolves to death, and although they had suffered many serious injuries, they still stood majestically on the corpse of the timberwolves, without any discomfort.

And the remaining timberwolves were also injured one by one, and after looking at the still mighty and unyielding snow mastiff, they left in a puff of smoke.

"It's even more powerful than a lion." As soon as Zhao Qi's words fell, the snow mastiff had already fallen down trembling slightly. Lying on the ground licking his wounds.

Zhao Qi did not hesitate to see this situation, and slowly stepped forward. The snow mastiff had already seen Zhao Qi, who had been watching, and when he saw Zhao Qi approaching him, he couldn't help baring his teeth and letting out a roar in his throat.

Zhao Qi knew that the other party was warning him, and he couldn't think of any way to get close to this seriously injured Tibetan mastiff for a while.

"By the way, try this." Then, Zhao Qi let out a low roar at the Tibetan mastiff that was very similar to its sound. Hearing Zhao Qi's voice, the snow mastiff was obviously stunned for a moment, and after a while, it didn't make any more sound, allowing Zhao Qi to approach it as he wished.

"This beast language is really easy to use." What Zhao Qi issued before was the beast language he had just learned not long ago, but he didn't expect to be able to make a contribution.

Observing the snow mastiff of the god of dogs up close, Zhao Qi knew why it could be called the Oriental Divine Dog. The bright red blood soaked the pure white fur, but the snow mastiff in front of him did not tremble at all, without a trace of sorrow, and silently licked his wounds.

"What a natural warrior." Zhao Qi hurriedly took out the ointment he carried with him from the space and applied it to its wounds, and took out bandages to bandage all the wounds on its body. Finally, half a pill was stuffed into its mouth.

And this snow mastiff probably knew that Zhao Qi would not harm it, and let him finish everything.

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There is only one chapter today, I had a fever all night, I went to the hospital in the afternoon, I'm sorry.

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