Murong suddenly felt a cold wind blowing over, and he couldn't help but shiver.

"You are the White Tiger senior..."Murong's trembling voice directly amused the young man beside him.

"Haha, didn't you stop being nervous, I..." The young man's words suddenly stopped, and in an instant, a dazzling white light flashed, and Murong hurriedly covered his eyes with his sleeves.

When Murong slowly lowered his raised arm, the original handsome boy had disappeared, and in his place a giant white tiger appeared beside him.

The body of this white tiger is too long, and the whole body is snow-white, except for a few extremely fine black patterns near the head. The sharp fangs looked about a foot long, and his eyes were bright, and he was still looking at himself coldly at the moment.

"Goo-dong..."Murong swallowed violently, and couldn't help but take a few steps back, but there was no way to retreat, and behind him was a pond like a forbidden place.

With the appearance of the white tiger, there was a sudden strong wind, and the only sand and gravel in the clearing was constantly blown up, slapping on Murong's body like a sharp blade.

At the same time, the calm surface of the water also rippled slightly, and then became like a wave surging layer by layer.

"It's over...," Murong thought to himself.

The wind stopped in an instant, and Murong subconsciously touched his body, but fortunately, there were no missing parts...

And the very small white tiger that compressed the space also disappeared, still looking like a white-robed boy with a smile on his face.

Murong stood in place, not daring to say anything for a long time.

The humanoid white tiger beckoned to Murong and motioned for him to come closer.

How dare he disobey this, let alone get closer, even if he asks him to come over and press his feet, he has to do it...

"Senior, you are... Talent show..."Murong squeezed out a sentence in embarrassment.

"I'm just a doppelganger, don't be afraid" The young man seemed to be just playing a prank, pointing to the ground, "Sit down"

Murong sat down on the ground with a grunt, and where he sat down, he looked as if he had collapsed.

"What you have to do is very simple, three things. The young man stretched out his finger and pointed around, "One, accompany me to fish here for a while." Second," said Bai Hu, looking at Murong, "Since you are a physical cultivator, then let's fight, you just win." ”

Murong gasped after hearing this, fighting with the White Tiger, one of the five divine beasts, even if it was a clone, I am afraid that he would hit the stone with an egg.

"Senior, this..."Murong looked embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter, since you're only a Void Dan Stage cultivator, then I'll only use a quarter of my strength to fight with you. The young man smiled, took out two fishing rods out of nowhere, and handed one to Murong.

"Since the predecessors carry love, then they will do it themselves. "Murong has no other way, if he doesn't agree to Baihu's request, I'm afraid he will always be trapped here.

Taking the fishing rod handed by the white tiger, Murong almost fell on his heels. This seemingly ordinary wooden fishing rod weighs hundreds of catties, thanks to the fact that its own secondary quenching also has some bonuses to its strength, which can convert part of the true qi in the body into energy. Otherwise, it's a joke.

Even so, his true qi consumption was not a small number, and in just twenty minutes, the clothes on his body were already soaked.

Glancing at the young man on the side, he was gently picking up a fishing rod with one hand and throwing a stone into the water with the other, his expression looking understated.

"Senior, how long are we going to fish here?" he asked, unable to sit still.

"Shhhh

Murong didn't dare to mention it again, seeing that no fish had been hooked, and the true qi had bottomed out, he directly entered a meditative state.

The true qi in his body slowly recovered, and Murong was suddenly surprised to find that the speed at which this true qi was restored had actually reached a perfect balance with the amount of energy he had consumed to transform through his true qi.

The white tiger on the side saw it, and the corners of his mouth were also slightly raised.

After reaching the Void Pill Stage, Murong could clearly feel that he needed less food and sleep than before. This is perhaps the most essential change between cultivators and ordinary people.

But what I hope most at the moment is that during the battle, the recovery of true qi and spiritual power can also be like a meditative state.

After all, every time you use it as a hole card, you will immediately drain all your mental power reserves, even the Broken Stone Palm.

This is not what Murong wants to see, he has not encountered any strong enemies before, so he can deal with it easily. But the next opponent to face is the White Tiger.

Even if it is a doppelganger, even if someone only exerts a quarter of their strength, they are by no means an opponent. In that case, it is very likely that his moves will not affect him much at all, but at that time he will already be at the end of his crossbow.

The more he thought about it, the more chaotic Murong's heart became. The change in mood directly broke Murong's meditative state, and once this balance was broken, his true qi was no longer enough to support the transformation of energy.

"Boom...", he could only watch as the fishing rod in his hand fell into the water, and disappeared immediately, just like the promenade that had fallen into the water before.

"It's okay to have distracting thoughts," said the young man on the side. As he spoke, he began to drag off his clothes.

Murong looked at this posture, "Senior, forward, forward... Seniors, if you have something to say, don't... I'm straight..."

The young man jumped straight into the water, and the calm water finally rippled, and he soon disappeared.

Murong looked curiously into the water, and before he could retract his neck, the young man had already come out of the water, and he didn't use the ground to get up, jumping up like a carp jumping over the dragon gate, holding the fishing rod that Murong had just fallen into.

"Now, take it, continue" The young man shook the droplets of water on his body, and while putting on his clothes one by one, he asked, "What did you just say you were straight?"

Murong came back to his senses from surprise, "Ah, no, it's nothing. I mean, it's worth it to see your great body! hehe, it's worth it!"

He didn't dare to say what he thought just now, maybe the white tiger threw himself into the water in a fit of rage, and he estimated that he wouldn't be able to get up.

took the fishing rod again, this time Murong Ke was miserable, he still took it according to the weight of the fishing rod before. Unexpectedly, after the rod was picked up by the young man from the water, the weight of the rod was about doubled. Caught off guard, he leaned forward and nearly fell to the ground.

"Senior, why is this thing so heavy?" Murong used all his strength to drag the inconspicuous wooden pole.

"Huh?" Bai Hu, who was twisting his wet hair, looked at Murong innocently, "I don't know!

But Murong clearly saw the sly smile that couldn't be concealed at the corner of his mouth, "Uh... It's okay..."Even if he knew that he was the ghost, Murong didn't dare to say anything.

Pouting, Murong had no time to communicate with the White Tiger anymore, because the true qi in his body had been completely exhausted, and he had to enter a meditative state to recover his true qi at this time.

Otherwise, if this broken pole falls into the water again, and then let him fish it up, I am afraid that there will be a ton.

The young man was combing his hair, and when he saw that Murong had honestly entered a meditative state, he smiled secretly.

Even if it was someone else, I guess I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this scene. Because the weight of the fishing rod was already the limit of Murong, it was impossible for him to hold the rod with one hand like an ordinary fishing enthusiast, and he couldn't even hold the tail end of the rod with two hands, so he could only hold it with both hands in front of him.

And the distance between the hands has to be stretched very far, Murong Junior High School's physics teacher once said it when he talked about the strength arm again, but he didn't expect him to come in handy at this time.

"This meditative posture is really incredible, aha..."

However, at this moment, Murong didn't dare to be distracted anymore, this time the weight was just the limit of true qi recovery and transformation. The reason why he was able to realize the limit was that around Murong's Void Pill, there was no longer the slightest reserve of True Qi.

I didn't dare to have any more ideas, so I kept it like this. Gradually, a trace of true qi began to appear at the Void Dan. After a while, I was a little more angry. After about an hour, the dantian in the body that should have dried up already had nearly one-fifth of the reserves.

Murong was secretly surprised, in this extreme state, he actually expanded his dantian a little, and the recovery of his true qi was also accelerated a lot.

"Ding... Current task: ****, task progress: 10%"

"Ding... Current realm: 0% in the middle of Xudan"

Murong listened to Xiao Hei's broadcast to him, and understood the reason for the improvement of his state. But is this mission nameless or what, why did Xiao Hei say an asterisk...

Just when he was puzzled, Murong suddenly lost his voice and shouted, "Not good!!"

His distraction once again caused the interruption of his meditative state, and the little true qi left in the dantian was simply not enough to consume.

Murong watched in despair as the fishing rod fell into the water again.

"Oh roar..."The young man turned his face and smiled at Murong excitedly.

"Senior, I was wrong, don't... Damn..."Murong shook his head at the young man and begged him not to go into the water again.

This time, the white tiger didn't even take off his clothes, and jumped straight down. A few seconds later, in Murong's desperate eyes, the young man came up with a fishing rod with a smile.

"Big brother... Let's not need this fishing rod, okay... Wait for me to come over next time and bring you a bunch of better fishing rods, okay..."Murong was already on the verge of collapse.

"That's not going to work. The young man shook his head, "Let you rest for a while,"

Murong nodded hurriedly, "Thank you, senior!" As soon as he heard that he could rest for a while, he immediately wanted to sneak back into the real world.

But how could there be such a good thing, Murong looked back, except for the narrow clearing under his feet, the rest of the places that could be seen were all these terrifying waters.

"Xiao Hei, pause the trial, I'm going back to rest. Murong had no choice but to call Xiao Hei for this life-saving straw.

"Master, before the end of this level, you can't exit the small world of the Soul Demon Ding. ”

"Damn..."Murong collapsed directly to the ground.

"What's wrong?" the young man asked casually when he saw Murong suddenly collapse.

"No, nothing. Murong couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the white tiger who was comfortable with a fishing rod in one hand.

"Hey, senior, why didn't you even get your clothes wet when you jumped into the water just now?" Murong's focus was still strange.

"Ahh

"Uh, then why did you take off your clothes last time?" The white eyes in Murong's heart had already rolled out of the sky.

"It's hot and want to take a shower. The young man turned around and smiled indifferently, and the two tiger teeth were very conspicuous.