Is that the dragon Yucang?

The white figure that he could see only through a gap made Feng Huanling a little unsure if he was wrong. But after thinking about it, he had already pulled out the Xiaotian Sword when he was just right to kill Feng Qingyuan, and Long Yucang had said that as long as she drew the sword, no matter where he was at the time, he would immediately rush over.

Could it be that the real purpose of Xuan Ming this time is to borrow her to lure Long Yucang here single-handedly?!

Feng Huanling took a deep breath and dispelled the heavy gloom in her heart for the time being, the door of the palace could not be opened with her ability, no matter whether the person outside was Long Yucang or not, and how Xuan Ming wanted to harm him, all she could do now was to summon the White Tiger as soon as possible.

So, she gathered her mind and began to carefully examine the temple of the god of war in which she was located.

Unlike other temples with only one spectacular statue, this temple of war also has a dome-high statue of the White Tiger in the center, and seven smaller statues appear to be irregularly placed around it.

Feng Huanling looked a little unfamiliar with the seven statues, but after a little conjecture, he deduced that these seven statues should be the legendary Western Seven Residences - Kui, Lou, Stomach, Pleiades, Bi, Mi, and Shen.

There were no illuminated candlesticks in the temple, only a jewel-like thing embedded in the walls that was faintly glowing with a blurred white light, and hundreds of pieces were stacked on top of each other, and the whole hall was as bright as day.

No matter how magical everything in this God of War Temple was, Feng Huanling only looked at it in a hurry, and then returned to the White Tiger Statue in the center.

The seven houses around the White Tiger Statue are arranged according to the position of the stars in the sky, so Feng Huanling didn't dare to find a random place to sit down and start summoning the White Tiger.

She bowed to the statue in a proper and deep manner, and then began to clench her hand in silence, silently reciting a long, ancient summoning spell.

As the long and ethereal spell swirled and echoed in the empty temple of the god of war, the white jade statue of Qisu began to faint into layers of light and light brilliance, gradually condensed into a little starlight, and gradually converged into a river of stars, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea into the majestic white tiger statue in the center.

While Long Yucang and Xuan Ming were fighting to the death outside the door, the Temple of the God of War was always quiet and peaceful, only the ancient spells of the distant and ethereal spirit echoed like an elegy.

It stands to reason that Xuan Ming has already summoned the White Tiger Divine Beast, and he also occupies the God of War to ambush and cut off the soul, and it is impossible for Feng Huan Ling to summon the White Tiger Divine Beast again.

However, as she recited the incantation again and again, more and more stars flowed out of the statue of the Seven Nights in the West, and finally faintly merged into seven brilliant stars, continuously transporting the sparkling aura to the white tiger statue in the center.

As the point of light gradually covered the entire White Tiger God Statue, there should have been no trace of divine breath, just the rough stone surface of the cold stone carving, which began to become delicate and smooth, as if it was mutton fat white jade that had just been polished. Under the almost transparent crystal skin, faintly visible bits of light are still accumulating and accumulating, as if to fill the inside of the statue.

No matter how faint the starlight is, if it is accumulated in thousands, it can compete with the sun and the moon.

Feng Huanling, whose eyes were lightly closed, only her lips kept squirming, she didn't seem to feel the changes around her, but the more and more stars gathered, her quiet and eternal face was as warm as white jade, and her face was radiant like a goddess descending into the world.

Feng Huanling was a little confused, when the first summoning spell was finished, she felt that the White Tiger Idol in front of her had no reaction, and when she was about to continue to recite it again, what blurted out was a complete string of spells that she was not familiar with.

This feeling is unprecedented, her whole person is obviously sanity, but she is a little uncontrollable into some extremely special state.

Compared to the spell that summoned the divine beast, this spell was more obscure and lengthy, and the consumption was unprecedentedly large, and she couldn't stop if she wanted to, so she could only keep chanting the things that popped up in her mind.

When it was finally completed, her whole body seemed to have been drained of all her energy and aura in an instant, and she collapsed to the ground and fell asleep as soon as she was weak.

She didn't know if the White Tiger God of War had been summoned or not, and she didn't have the strength to think about it anymore, she was so weak that she just wanted to sleep freely.

The Temple of War in the Barrier does not sense the passage of time, nor does it have the tools to keep track of time, and those who fall into a long slumber do not need to count time at all.

I don't know how long it took, when Feng Huanling finally regained some consciousness from her deep slumber, her first feeling was that something wet was sticking to her cheeks one by one.

After recovering a few more senses, she noticed the sticky wet tongue that was supposed to be something, and suddenly felt a little nauseous, and suddenly woke up.

Feng Huanling opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a big blood-red tongue with dense small barbs, and then a big round white tiger head poked over, and a pair of big golden eyes were staring at her for a moment.

"Are you...... White tiger...... Mythical beasts? ”

The sloppy sanity began to return quickly, and Feng Huanling knew that if the guy in front of him wanted to hurt her or eat her, he wouldn't be able to wait for her to wake up, so he quickly realized that this should be the White Tiger God of War that she had spent a lot of energy summoning.

However, how did she feel that something was wrong the more she looked at it?

The White Tiger Divine Beast did not speak directly out the words she could understand like the green dragon or the Vermilion Bird, but nodded happily with its tongue that had not yet been withdrawn, and when she saw that she wanted to sit up, it jumped up and ran to the back and helped her get up with his head against her back.

"Good job."

Being pressed against her back by the fluffy and hot brain membranes, Feng Huanling praised comfortably and casually, but in a blink of an eye, she felt that the strange feeling in her heart was even worse, so she hurriedly stood up and looked at the white tiger carefully, and was stunned for a moment.

What's going on?

Isn't the White Tiger Divine Beast the god of battle? Isn't it the god of war that all military generals in the world should revere? It's true that this guy in front of him is a white tiger, and it's not fake that he has wings like a statue, but it's clearly a milky little tiger! Where is it like a fierce and brave god of war?!

White Tiger Divine Beast...... Well, maybe it's more appropriate to call it Little White Tiger.

It obviously sensed the emotions of its owner, tilted its round little tiger head, and whined aggrievedly.

Unable to stand the innocent little eyes, Feng Huanling swallowed his saliva helplessly, and asked cautiously: "Are you not in the same group as Xiaolong and Xiaofeng?" Belch...... I mean, have you ever been reincarnated? Are you not an adult yet? ”

The little white tiger nodded as if he didn't understand, and after thinking about it, he answered "yes" in a very jerky and immature voice.

Good boy, you learn so fast, you can learn to speak in a few words!

Feng Huanling didn't know if she should be moved to cry bitterly, she had thought about what kind of situation it would be after summoning the White Tiger God of War, most of them were extremely dangerous, and the rest was similar to the situation of summoning the Green Dragon and Vermilion Bird. But there has never been one, the same as the real situation today.

How could she come across a "reincarnated" little white tiger?

Do you have to work part-time as a "tiger lady" in the future?!

Just when Feng Huanling was thinking wildly, the neglected little white tiger whimpered twice more aggrievedly, looked at her with blank eyes, and said a little inarticulately: "Mother, dear, hug." ”

Feng Huanling: "......"

Mother?

Did she just say that? How can the little guy still be self-taught?!

Although the little white tiger is still young, it is almost the same size as Feng Huanling, so it is impossible to hold it, so she leaned down and hugged its round tiger head to comfort the child for a while.

Although she has no experience in raising tigers, she has always raised two children, and if she changes it, she thinks that the age of the little white tiger should be about the same as her heart. Thinking like this, she couldn't help but feel a little more pity for the little white tiger, talked to it for a while, and then played around the statue of Qisu for a while before preparing to take it away.

However, when Feng Huanling came to the gate, he found that he still couldn't open these two doors no matter what, and it seemed that the summoning of the white tiger did not change this temple door, could it be that this access control was not the original ban, but someone deliberately sealed it to prevent her from going out on her own?

But why is this happening?

Even if Xuan Meditation trapped her, wasn't Long Yucang also outside? Are they still facing off yet, or is he already ......

Feng Huanling shook her head, knowing that cranky thoughts and fear were the most useless at this time, so she hugged the thick neck of the little white tiger and forced herself to calm down.

If Xuan Ming lured her here just to attract Long Yucang, he had already arranged everything in the Tiger Roaring Country before, then this White Tiger Temple was obviously the ultimate trap he set up to get rid of Long Yucang.

What about this young white tiger......

Seeing the master looking at him, the little white tiger raised his white bright tiger teeth and smiled innocently, "If the mother wants to go out, Xiaobai can." ”

Xiaobai is the name that Feng Huan Ling Shi gave casually when she was playing with it, in fact, it is the same as Xiaolong and Xiaofeng, but this time she chose to use the color in front of her as the name, and did not use the word in the back.

"Can you?"

Feng Huanling couldn't hide his surprise, but after thinking about it, he understood that as long as this was just the real White Tiger, then this White Tiger Temple was its territory, and there was indeed nothing it couldn't do.

So when her Yuan Shen wakes up, will the entire Guiyuan Continent be able to let her "Yuan Spirit" run rampant?

Oh, that sounds like a good idea!

I was worried about how to test whether Xiaobai would also be Xuan Ming's "trap", but seeing that it was so willing to behave, Feng Huanling naturally nodded happily and agreed, letting it go to the white jade door.