Zhao Huan returned to the camp according to the instructions of the White Tiger Daoist, the sky was not even bright, and it seemed that no one had noticed that he had left, and Su Hongsheng, who had changed the guard, was quietly watching the neighborhood.

Zhao Huan walked back to Liu Huiniang, wrapped himself in a woolen blanket, and fell asleep as soon as his eyes were closed.

This should be the fastest sleep Zhao Huan has since he was born.

"Your Highness!"

Zhao Huan was woken up by Liu Huiniang and opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, and the female soldiers were ready, just waiting for him.

"Your Highness! Eat while it's hot! ”

Liu Huiniang handed a hot roasted steamed bun to Zhao Huan, and Zhao Huan took a bite.

It's very sweet, and the whole body warms up.

Chen Liqing and Su Jinniang also came over.

"What did you find last night?"

Zhao Huan asked pretendingly.

"Nope!" The two women shook their heads.

"His Highness slept quite soundly last night, and he must have been tired!"

"Really?"

Zhao Huan put away his laughter, and became suspicious in his heart.

What's the situation?

Could it be that I was dreaming last night?

No way! Everything that happened last night is vivid, and dreams can't be so real!

Zhao Huan touched his back and found that the junior's clothes were still a little wet and cold, which was clearly the cold sweat from last night, otherwise how could it be so good?

It's weird!

That's right!

Last night, the White Tiger Daoist talked about the Immortal Sutra and talked about the system......

System!

Zhao Huan was inexplicably a little flustered.

If the system really has a conspiracy, what should you do?

If a system evolves into life on its own, does it need a body? Will it be taken away?

But the system is one with itself, and it is an invisible and intangible existence, and there is no way to deal with him if he wants to......

Zhao Huan finally realized his crisis.

I have always felt too dependent on the system, and I often feel guilty for blaming the system, and my attitude towards the system can be said to be extremely complex and contradictory......

It turns out that everything is my own intuition, and it is my own intuition that tells me about the crisis I am facing!

He remembered what the White Tiger Daoist had said last night, his problems could only be seen by the White Tiger Dao people and could not be solved, while the vast majority of people, even masters like Li Zhu, couldn't even see it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Huan suddenly remembered another question: Does the system know what happened last night?

If the system keeps looking at ...... from start to finish

No, this question is too important, you have to figure it out!

Zhao Huan thought about it carefully and summoned the system:

"System! Why don't Chen Liqing and the others know what I did last night? ”

"Ding-dong! The host didn't do anything last night except sleep, so naturally they couldn't answer the host's question! ”

Hearing the system's answer, Zhao Huan relaxed slightly.

The system doesn't seem to be out of the ordinary, which proves that the system is most likely unaware of what happened last night.

But the system can talk to its own soul, and I don't know if it can see its own thoughts, and if it can, isn't it that every thought of itself is under the watchful eye of the system?

Wrong!

Zhao Huan then shook his head, the system must pass the password to answer his own questions, obviously not strong enough to spy on his thoughts at any time!

Zhao Huan settled down in his heart, and asked the system again: "System, why do I always feel that something happened last night?" ”

"Ding-dong! This system is online 24 hours a day, 7 ×, as long as the host is awake, the system can share the host's facial features, but the system did not get any information last night, so please rest assured that the host should sleep like a dead pig last night! ”

"You're a dead pig!"

Zhao Huan was furious when he heard this, and was about to scold the system, but saw Liu Huiniang and others looking at him.

"Haha! It's okay, it's okay! I'm talking about this horse, it's too bad! ”

Zhao Huan was embarrassed.

I couldn't help but curse just now, and several people around me must have heard it, maybe they all suspected that they had become a psychopath.

"Let's go! It's time for us to go, the war in Nanfeng Province is urgent, and we can't delay! ”

Zhao Huan and the others continued to pull their horses along the mountain road.

The trees and rocks on both sides had a strong sense of familiarity, but Zhao Huan was sure that he had never been here before.

Something must have happened last night!

Zhao Huan looked at the scenery on both sides and carefully recalled yesterday's scene.

Half an hour later......

"Stop!"

Zhao Huan stopped the team and walked quickly to a big tree in front of him with his sword.

On the big tree, there is a sword mark, which is very fresh, and it is definitely cut recently.

There were some messy footprints on the ground, one of them was exactly the same as Zhao Huan, and the other looked like a child.

"Huh?"

Chen Liqing came to Zhao Huan's side and was very surprised.

"A thousand sword marks? What a great swordsmanship! ”

Zhao Huan asked anxiously, "What are Thousand Sword Marks?" ”

"A thousand sword marks, that is, a sword master cuts a sword mark on a tree, and then another person uses the same force, the same speed, and the same angle to cut on this sword mark, as long as there is no mistake, even if a thousand swords are cut, the sword mark is still unchanged, just like a sword can see!"

Chen Liqing pointed to the sword marks and explained, "This method is usually used by famous teachers to teach high apprentices, and apprentices copy the master's sword moves like copying calligraphy. There have been some subtle changes in this sword mark, and it is obvious that the skill of the person copying has not yet been reached, so it is easy to see! ”

Copying sword moves?

Zhao Huan finally knew what the young man was doing last night, he wasn't cutting down trees at all, he was copying the sword moves of the White Tiger Daoist!

Zhao Huan looked at Chen Liqing: "Have you ever copied a sword move?" ”

Chen Liqing nodded: "That's how I practiced my swordsmanship...... It's just that I haven't reached the level of a master yet, so I can't use this trick to teach others! ”

Zhao Huan raised his head and looked into the distance, pointing to the mountain range in front of him: "Look, what do you think about this mountain range?" ”

Everyone took a closer look and found that this mountain ridge was really very similar...... A white tiger!

Not only is the shape like, but the lines carved on the white stone are more like a white tiger skin.

"White Tiger?"

"White Tiger Ridge!"

Kou Yan was taken aback, "Legend has it that there is a White Tiger Ridge here, which can only be found by immortals, and ordinary people can't see it at all...... Is this the place? ”

"Check it out!"

Zhao Huan had countless questions in his heart, and followed the road in his memory to Baihuling......

On the head of the tiger, a ruined temple appeared in the rising sun.

Zhao Huan walked over with wide eyes.

The temple was dilapidated, except for a majestic statue of a white tiger, only a broken table, a broken lamp, and cobwebs everywhere.

Zhao Huan raised his head, and the three big characters on the temple door appeared in front of him like a thunderbolt.

White Tiger View!