143, Psychic White Tiger.

Under Xing Huan's indifferent gaze, Xia Xiaojian finally gave in and gave up continuing to go with him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After choosing a long sword on the roof, Xinghuan put the sword in the sword box.

The sword box is not big or small, and there is a lot of things inside.

There are three different sword-shaped seal pits on the upper and lower sides, and there are also two on the left and right, which are thought to be used to place the ten famous swords.

In addition to these pits, there are also a number of empty spaces in the sword case for other common swords, or items.

At this point, he no longer has to put everything in his arms or in a package like before.

There's plenty of space in the sword case, so it's no problem to put some other things in it.

After tidying up everything, Xinghuan picked up the sword box.

It's not so much about the back as it is about the belt.

The sword box was heavy, heavier than the average adult man, and there were no straps on it.

In fact, there is no need for lacing.

Once the Lord is recognized, the sword box will form a wonderful connection with Xinghuan.

It was as if there was an invisible thread between the two, tightly intertwined.

If you look closely, you can clearly see that the sword box is suspended on Xinghuan's back out of thin air, motionless.

The reason why it is so magical is because of the special material of the mechanism and the sword case itself.

In addition, Xinghuan uses spirit and spirit traction to achieve this effect.

The afternoon sun is very bright.

didn't waste time, walked happily in the wind, and left the Taoist temple in a fluttering figure.

Behind him, Xia Xiaojian rubbed his swollen cheeks, very reluctant.

Syllable!

Another slap on the buttocks successfully turned the reluctance in his eyes into anger.

"Dead wood, Lao Tzu fought with you today......"

Syllable!

"I ......"

Syllable!

……

The slapstick in the Taoist temple didn't know, he just wanted to know now, how to find the white tiger yesterday.

It's not easy to find a tiger in the middle of a barren mountain.

There are many beasts, and not only tigers.

Ignoring the occasional roar of beasts in his ears, Xinghuan floated on a cliff.

At the bottom of the cliff, there is a hole.

This is the place where Murong Hao's body was burned yesterday.

Jumping off the cliff, he walked into the cave.

The cave is not deep, and it takes more than ten steps to reach the end.

On the ground, there were ashes and charred scraps of some clothing.

It seems that no one has been here.

After thinking about it, Xinghuan gently patted the sword box.

Suddenly, a sword light swept by, illuminating the somewhat dim cavern.

In front of him, the long sword groaned softly, as if he was jumping with joy.

It was a brand-new longsword, at least, there was no rust on it.

Smiling, Xinghuan grabbed the hilt of the sword casually and began to dig up the soil.

The sword screams!

It didn't expect that the first thing it would do to regain its power was not to kill people, but to dig in the earth.

A moment later, the last trace of Murong Hao was also covered up by Xing Huan.

In this way, the descendants of the dignified aunt Su Murong disappeared into this world without bones.

After leaving the cave, Xing Huan identified the direction and began to look for it in the direction where the white tiger left yesterday.

The reason why he had to find that white tiger was because through the spirit and divine perception, he found that the white tiger was very spiritual.

Along the way, under his attention, he also found a lot of beasts, but none of them had the white tiger psychic.

It is very likely that the white tiger has eaten some genius earth treasure by mistake.

This kind of thing is not uncommon.

That's why he is obsessed with the white tiger.

To condense the essence blood, you must choose those essence blood that are already higher.

Sometimes, the blood of a beast is better than the blood of a man.

Blood pill is not the same as essence blood.

The Blood Pill is artificially refined, mixed with a lot of medicinal materials, and it is no longer pure, so it can only be used for recovery.

What Xinghuan needs now is to strengthen his physique in order to fight against the fire poison and cold poison in his body.

Therefore, it must be the essence blood that he has condensed with his own hands.

The essence blood of ordinary beasts is also fine, but the effect is dispensable.

I'm afraid that the essence blood of a hundred ordinary beasts can't compare to the essence blood of that white tiger.

The weather is already late autumn, and the branches and leaves on the trees are scattered, and the ground is full of thick dead yellow leaves, and it is crisp to step on them.

On the cliff, Xinghuan sat on it to rest and took a sip of wine.

It was getting dark, and if nothing else, he was doomed to return today.

Silently, he began to reflect.

It's too time-consuming and too lucky.

Perhaps, we can find a way to draw it out.

White tiger...... Psychic ......

After thinking about it, Xinghuan took a hand and led the sword box to his side.

After opening it, he took out a bottle of elixir.

Inside the transparent jade bottle, there were seven blood-red pills.

Blood Pill!

These blood pills were successfully refined by adding a lot of medicinal materials to Lou Li.

Since it is a hundred thousand silver taels, the medicinal materials added to it are also good.

After taking out a pill, Xinghuan closed the sword box.

Playing with the pill and feeling the direction of the wind, after a while, he smiled slightly and crushed the blood pill in his hand.

Under the action of internal force, the blood pill is kneaded and dispersed with the wind.

Next, he just had to wait.

Although this blood pill seems to be a bit wasteful, as long as it can attract the White Tiger, it is no longer a waste, but a great value for money.

Dusk, sunset.

It's a pity that he didn't attract the White Tiger in the end.

Ignoring the ordinary beasts around him, Xinghuan got up and yawned, and walked away.

It's getting late, it's time to leave.

There are some things that can't be rushed, and he doesn't lack time now.

The effect of the Blood Pill was already obvious, and it did have a strong attraction to the beast.

Try a few more times and you'll always succeed.

He didn't know that when he left, the psychic white tiger was watching him from the dark.

There seemed to be hesitation in the eyes of the beast full of indifference......

When the sky was completely dark, Xinghuan finally returned to the Taoist temple.

On the branch not far from the Taoist temple, Xinghuan stopped and stood.

Through the wide open courtyard gate of the Taoist temple, you can clearly see that there are many people inside.

Among them, the leader is Ouyang Hua.

At this time, Ouyang Hua was leaving the Taoist temple with a group of beautiful women and going down the mountain.

It seems that they should have finished talking.

Back in the Taoist temple, Xinghuan's figure floated down and occupied the recliner again.

Seeing this, Xia Xiaojian twisted his buttocks and followed with a smile on his face.

Without waiting for him to speak, Xinghuan spoke first and said, "What is he here for?" ”

Xia Xiaojian reluctantly retracted his stiff buttocks and said, "Come and ask if what I said last night is true." ”

Xinghuan nodded, playing with the taste: "You look miserable." ”

Xia Xiaojian instantly stood up straight, straightened his chest, looked light, and smiled: "The sky is too dark, it must be Hong'er, you are wrong." ”

Hong'er ......

After picking his eyelids, Xinghuan got up, patted Xia Xiaojian's shoulder meaningfully, and said, "Go to bed early." ”

After the words fell, he left a gust of incense and went to the house.

In the courtyard, the smile on Xia Xiaojian's face began to distort and turned into pain.

Gasping, he stretched out his trembling hand to Nangong Tiezhu, and said in a trembling voice: "Pillar, brother, help, I can't move." ”

Nangong Tiezhu glanced at him and left.

In the courtyard, a gust of autumn wind blows, which makes people feel bleak and desolate......

Xia Xiaojian looked up to the sky and sighed, speechless.

Silently, he secretly gritted his teeth and swore that when he completed the sword control method, he would definitely poke someone's ass to pieces.

If you violate this oath, you will not be a human being!!