The Secret North.

On the top of a mountain, there is an extremely vast courtyard, covering an area of thousands of tilts. It was the Hundred Beast Garden, which was even larger than the medicine garden in the south.

The mountains are verdant and lush, and the mist is smoky.

There are also countless monsters and mounts, large and small, living in them, with different grades and hundreds of types. There are spirit birds flying in the sky, beasts running on the ground, everything.

Around the Hundred Beast Garden, there are formation runes that are imprisoned, restraining the ferocity of demon beasts.

At most, they only retain about 30% of their original demonic nature, as long as you cultivate it to be strong, and with a little means, you can domesticate it.

If you can take the lead back, it will naturally be majestic.

There are many trialists who will come to the Hundred Beasts Court to try their luck. Especially the kind of people who are medium-level, middle-to-upper, and don't get any benefits in the Library Pavilion and the Ancient Tower of Tibetan Sword, will want to come over and get a piece of the pie.

Among them, including Tang Muyan, the young master of the Tang family, and Chu Changgeng, the second prince.

Tang Muyan was shaved his hair and eyebrows, scratched his face, and when he was besieging Mo Yan, he was slapped by Mo Yan, and he suffered internal injuries and external injuries.

He finally found a cave, recuperated for a few days, and immediately received a message from his cousin Chu Changgeng, and rushed to the side of the Hundred Beast Court non-stop.

Tang Muyan's father Tang Qing and Chu Changgeng's mother Tang Ya are brothers and sisters of the same mother.

Tang Muyan is three years younger than Chu Changgeng, since he was a child, he has been following Chu Changgeng's ass all day long, he will do whatever Chu Changgeng asks him to do, and the relationship between the brothers is good.

"Second prince, you call me?"

When Tang Muyan rushed to the Hundred Beast Court, he saw the high-spirited Chu Changgeng, riding a white jade tiger five meters long and two meters high under him, and immediately his eyes widened, and he was envious, "Yo, this big tiger is too majestic!" The whole body is full of white hair, like white jade, and there is also the cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm in the congenital stage, which is so rare! ”

Chu Changgeng's handsome face could not hide his smugness: "It is the demon beast that this prince has just detained, and it is the most powerful in the entire Hundred Beast Court." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender hand and stroked the soft hair on the white jade tiger's head.

The white jade tiger squinted at the tiger's eyes, did not resist, purr something in his throat like a big cat, and with a casual flick of his tail like steel, he broke off an old banyan tree that was full of three people hugging each other.

"Ahh Disastrous! ”

Tang Muyan was startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back to avoid his edge.

His cultivation was not high enough, and when he was glanced at by this white jade tiger, he only felt that the hairs on his body stood up, his blood was cold and cold, and the powerful coercion made him almost unable to breathe.

"Congratulations to the second prince......"

"Mu Yan, I said that outside the palace, you only need to call this prince your cousin, why do you need to see the outside world like this?" Chu Changgeng was in a good mood, and the smile on his lips became thicker and thicker.

"Hey, that's what my cousin said." Tang Muyan is a military ruffian, not a restrained person, "Cousin, this white jade tiger, shouldn't there be a trace of the blood of the ancient demon white tiger?" ”

Chu Changgeng smiled: "You guessed right. ”

Tang Muyan became more and more envious: "That cousin's trip, I'm afraid he is the person who has received the most goods among the hundred trialists in the Burning Xi Secret Realm!" Do you have this tiger, and you don't know the secret realm? ”

The smile on Chu Changgeng's face disappeared.

This sycophant can be regarded as a slap on the horse's leg.