Foreword: The white tiger is the honor of the mountain gods of the Central Plains.

Body:

In winter, in the mountainous countryside, Gu walked with difficulty carrying a wooden box on his back, the cold wind was cold, and the road was dangerous. Gu secretly sighed the sorrow he was in at the moment. From time to time, he stopped and looked back at the road he had walked, only to see that those footprints were blown away by the cold wind in an instant, and finally only the snow-capped pure land was left. Gu was a little sentimental, thinking that he had been traveling alone for nearly ten years, and the torture and sadness he had suffered during the ten years could not be explained or spoken, and he could only use his meager body to cover up his different sorrows.

At this time, a thatched hut appeared in front of him, and the word "inn" was written in a humble way in front of the door, and he relaxed his mood and ran quickly to the house where steaming smoke was still emitting from the roof. After a few knocks on the door, a thin middle-aged woman opened the door.

"The journey is difficult, I want to stay here for one night, I don't know if there is a place to stay?" Gu asked respectfully.

"Guests, please come in, there is a lot of snow outside, the mountains in front of you have long been closed, don't go any further, the snow covers the place is often an invisible danger, if you are a little careless, step into the cliff covered by the snow, your life will be worried. Although the rooms are full, there are some haystacks on the floor of the main hall where guests can stay for the night. ”

"Thank you for the shirt. Gu thanked him as he walked into the house.

I saw that the small thatched hut was full of people, and they were talking and laughing around a campfire, drinking mellow soju. When they saw someone come in, they looked back at him.

"It's Gu, I didn't expect you to come here too, today this inn can really be regarded as a group of heroes of the spirit masters. A person gathered around the campfire stood up and greeted Gu.

Gu took a closer look: "It's Brother Zhao Lu, I didn't want to see him for a few years, and I met here again today." ”

"Come on, come on, do it here, a few of us are talking about an interesting story, you can also come and listen to it together, it's lively." Zhao Lu said as he gave up a place for Gu to sit down.

"Now there is another listener, Ziran, you have to tell the story in your head seriously, if you tell it badly, you don't want to drink this soju. Zhao Lu said half-jokingly and half-seriously to the person directly opposite. The man heard Zhao Lu's voice and said, "I will definitely satisfy your colleagues, because I don't have much silver, I can't afford this soju, and I still expect this story in my stomach to earn me a glass of wine money." ”

"Let's get started. Someone shouted.

"Okay, today's story will tell you about one of the four divine beasts in the spirit world, the white tiger. ”

"I heard that the white tiger is the chief of all the mountain gods on the land. Someone added.

"Not only that, the white tiger has a huge and majestic body, two extremely sharp fangs protruding from its mouth, the attack is fierce and swift, the whole body is white, and the back can grow transparent wings to soar in the sky. Someone else continued.

"It's you or I'm going to talk about it. Ziran said impatiently.

Everyone said in unison: "Of course you say." ”

"It is said that after Pangu opened the world, in order to maintain the stability of the east, west, north and south, the gods created the four divine beasts, namely Xuanwu, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger and Qinglong. And the White Tiger is a western divine beast guarding the Central Plains. Legend has it that it was born in the land of Qishan, the whole body is white, there are fangs, the limbs are sharp, the body has a halo to protect the body, glowing with a majestic majesty that cannot be forced, in case of a crisis situation, it will grow a pair of transparent wings on its back, the body is dazzling, and suddenly it will fly into the sky and disappear. Its body is as tall as a tree, and relying on its majesty and demeanor, it gradually subjugates the various mountain gods to him, and finally establishes itself as the lord of the mountain gods. However, although most of the mountain gods submit to it, there are still a considerable number of them who do not fully obey, and the reason why they submit to the White Tiger is because they are not powerful enough to pose a threat to the White Tiger, so they are secretly accumulating strength in order to accumulate strength and fight with the White Tiger. That balance under the apparent rule of the White Tiger was finally upset five hundred years later. ”

"The first is the rebellion of the black wolf clan, they have already made a strategy to advance and retreat before the coup, and their own black wolf population is more than 10,000. The white tiger was weak and defenseless, and was seriously injured by the Black Wolf King's attack. The Black Wolf King wanted to take his life with the victory, but the White Tiger's invisible wings appeared and flew away. ”

"Ziran, what did you say about this Black Wolf King that can actually hurt the Divine Beast White Tiger?" someone in the crowd asked.

"Well, I need something before I can continue. ”

"What, what?" everyone asked.

"Shochu, I can smell it, haha. Ziran said.

"I want to drink, finish the story, don't want to be greedy for this cheapness. Zhao Lu said.

"Don't give it to me, don't want to hear it. ”

Both sides were reluctant.

"Please drink my share, and please continue to talk when you are done. Gu said lightly on the side.

"Gu, I haven't seen you for so long, I'm still so kind, why give it to him. Zhao Lu dissuaded.

Gu smiled and shook his head, but did not speak again.

"This shochu tastes delicious, sweet and delicious, tastes like a clear spring, brings refreshment, and drinking it is like entering a warm pool, warm and comforting. Ziran was intoxicated.

"Let's get to that. Three or four people said impatiently.

"This black wolf king was born of a white wolf, and when he was born, he was haunted by a black anger that hurt the white wolf, and the white wolf thought it was a bad thing and abandoned it, but he never thought that it would not die. At a young age, he already understood the principle of eating the strong, eating dead corpses and drinking blood. Its tenacious vitality and hardships have enabled it to win many battles with its kind. Analyzing the factors of its success, one is that it is brave and not afraid of death, and at the beginning of the battle, it fights with all its strength with the determination to die, which can be described as a fighting man. Second, there is a surprising winning strategy, which is not only brave, but also skillful. Gradually, after defeating the ten mountain god guardians of the Black Wolf Clan, it defeated the previous Black Wolf King and became the new ruler of the Black Wolf Clan. It advocates war, so under its control, the total number of battles of the Black Wolf Clan exceeds more than 10,000. ”

"After the black wolf clan successfully rebelled, the grizzly bear clan, the snow leopard clan, the fox demon clan, and the white snake clan rebelled one after another. And the mountain deer clan, the buffalo clan, the ape clan, the dog clan, and the wild boar clan are all loyal to the white tiger. In this way, the two sides began a land war in the spirit world. ”

"The battle lasted for three days and three nights, and it was on a vast plain with infinite expanse, where countless creatures fell, blood stained half the sky, and the corpses of different races were buried in the open plain. Needless to say, the result of the battle can be known, and the rebel side naturally won a complete victory, and the reason for this is that the rebel side has strong combat effectiveness, while the side that supports the white tiger has low combat effectiveness except for the wild boar clan and the buffalo clan. At that time, the spirit world was in chaos, the white tiger was the guardian god of the Central Plains, without it, the mountain gods of all parties could not control it at all, and the war in the spirit world had just ended. The battles between the various mountain gods and the mountain gods are staged everywhere. They are either fighting for territory or for the throne of the gods. After several years of fighting, the most powerful mountain gods in the spirit world appeared in three parties, one side was the black wolf clan, one side was the war elephant clan, and the other side was the lion king clan. The Black Wolf Clan has been participating in all kinds of battles from beginning to end, although they have won one victory after another, but they have also paid a heavy price, and the only remaining battle clan is only 2,000; However, the Lion King Clan, who did not participate in the war in the spirit world, preserved their overall combat effectiveness, and they sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight and collect benefits. ”

"In this way, the lion king clan is the biggest winner. ”

"Yes, when the Lion King Clan and the Black Wolf Clan were fighting, although the Black Wolf Clan fought desperately, they were completely defeated by the Lion King Clan, and even almost wiped out. The Lion King Clan, a big clan that participated in the battle for the throne halfway, achieved the best results. ”

"In other words, the leader of the Lion King Clan once ruled the Central Plains and was the highest god in the Central Plains?"

"That's true, but it's a pity ······"

"What a pity?"

"What a pity?"

"The lion king has only been a god for three days. ”

"Three days?!" everyone was dumbfounded.

"The world that has been fought hard has only been a god for three days, why is the time so short?"

"The Lion King Clan is certainly powerful, but its overall strength is extraordinary. But after all, they are not divine beasts that have been given special divine powers by the gods, and their strength is not enough to compete with the gods. The reason why the White Tiger was defeated last time was because it was injured by a sneak attack, and because it was injured and unable to use mana, it was defeated. On the third day after the lion royal clan obtained the divine throne, the white tiger appeared, and after several years of healing and cultivation, the white tiger made it further refined on the basis of the original mana. ”

"The white tiger is tall, three times the size of the lion, but the lion royal family saw it alone, thinking that its strength was weak and could not compete with them, so it did not recognize the real battle situation and attacked head-on, the white tiger has three types, the first type: divine power like a prison. That is, immovable and spiritual, from the body of the white tiger conjured a number of tiger shapes composed of blue flames, their size was the same as that of the white tiger, and they were equally powerful. With this alone, half of the Lion King clan has been wiped out. The second form: tiger roar. The white tiger raised its head and roared, and with this roar, the earth shook the mountains. Make the opponent unable to stand, and at this moment the crack appears under the opponent's feet, which grows larger and larger, until the opponent falls into the crack. The third style: a leap to capture the head. This is the White Tiger's killing move, starting with a leap, with hidden wings appearing in the middle to make it fly in the air, unable to fight enemies on land, and ending with capture. That is, the purpose of this jump, rise and fall is to catch the lion king, the leader of the lion royal clan. The first two of these three forms, one is to show the might of the gods, and the other is to shake the hearts of the enemy troops, so that they forget to protect the commander, no, even if they want to protect the lord, they can't do anything. ”

Eventually, the White Tiger re-ascended to the throne of the gods with its divine might, and from then on, the mountain gods only feared it and did not dare to rebel again. ”

"Alright, the legend of the White Tiger has been told, you guys bring me a cup of soju. Ziran shouted.

Not long after, a cup of steaming soju was in Ziran's hand. Everyone seems to be still interested in Ziran's story, and they are still immersed in the story and imagining the picture of the White Tiger fighting.

"In the minds of the ancients, tigers were terrible things and respectable things. The scary thing is that it eats people and animals. And what is respectable is that because of its incomparable power, it can ward off evil. And in some ancient books, such as the Eastern Han Dynasty Ying Shao's "Customs and Customs: Rituals": "Draw a tiger at the door, ghosts dare not enter", "The tiger, the yang thing, the chief of a hundred beasts." It can stubbornly frustrate and devour ghosts. Today, people have died of evil, and they burn tiger skins and drink them. Striking its claws can also ward off evil. This is also true. The ancients also believed that the white tiger was an auspicious one: "Virtue is the bird and beast." ’”。 Gu said.

"Brother Gu is coming to his awe theory again. Zhao Lu teased.

"That's not the case, I once heard Master say that the white tiger symbolizes power and the army, so many places named after the white tiger in ancient times are related to military affairs, such as the white tiger flag in the ancient army and the white tiger statue on the military talisman. The white tiger generally appears on the tomb door of the Han Dynasty portrait stone tomb, or is carved on both sides of the lintel of the tomb as a separate portrait with the green dragon to ward off evil spirits. "Customs and Customs" cloud: "The tiger, the yang thing, the chief of the beasts, can fight and frustrate." "In the Han Dynasty's concept of the Five Elements, the white tiger was regarded as a Western mythical beast. ”

"I see, Brother Gu is so knowledgeable, Zhao has been taught. I saw Zhao Lu holding a cup of soju to toast Gu.

Gu took it and drank it. Unconsciously tears rolled around, and sighed: "A few years have passed, and the days of apprenticeship with you are like yesterday." ”

"That's true, Brother Gu will practice with us tomorrow. Zhao Lu pleaded.

"You know my physique, I can't walk with others all the way, the Gu in my body will not only affect me, but also hurt others. Therefore, I am destined to be lonely, I understand Brother Zhao Lu's intentions, but I can't accept this request. I'm used to living alone. ”

Zhao Lu nodded and didn't say any more.

That night, everyone was very drunk, only Gu was alone with a glass of soju and tasted it carefully, and in the early morning, the snow outside had stopped, Gu took out a tael of silver from his pocket and put it on the table, and left.

He looked back at the room where his friends were located many times, remembering the beautiful story of the previous night, when a sorrow hit him. He said to himself: I am like a white tiger, forever lonely in my cultivation.