Tiger tail

The dark blue tiger skin, the two of them recalled the touch just now, the slightest cold. If it is placed in the hot summer, lying on this complete tiger skin is cool and I don't know how much comfort it brings to people. But now it's very cold here, and if you look at the tiger skin more, you will get goosebumps and sway.

However, the bright red tiger stripes on the tiger skin spat out red tongues from time to time, illuminating the side of the old man close to the tiger skin as if he had fallen in a pool of blood, warm and terrifying.

Hey-hey-hey- At this time, Song Mi Bufan was like a naughty child, touching the red tiger stripes from a distance with his fingertips, touching it like a dragonfly in water, and hurriedly retreated his fingertips and even the entire squatting body.

Song Haotai, who was standing on the side, didn't laugh at him, because he also wanted to know the magic of this tiger skin, but he didn't dare to touch it. "Third brother, how do you feel?" Song Haotai asked curiously, bending over, his ears as close to the third brother as possible, and he could know the answer earlier.

"It's warm. Song Mi Bufan also had doubts about his answer. What is even more strange is that the red stripes of the tiger skin are much lighter in color than when I first saw it, and the length, width, and density of the distribution have also decreased.

The two of them saw that this tiger skin was not terrible about harming people, so they were relieved to boldly touch a few handfuls with their hands, smooth fluff, delicate feel. Suddenly it was colder and hotter, but it didn't give people a feeling that the temperature changed too much, and it was uncomfortable.

Ahh

"Hey, I can't see that the old man is sick!" Song Haotai didn't know how to sigh.

"After all, we have known each other, let's bury him when the time comes!" Song Mi Bufan also said a little sadly.

"We'll talk about that then. "It is said that it is safe to go into the earth, but here, even in the world of wild beasts, no matter how deep you bury the corpses of your respect, they can be mercilessly dug out and eaten as food! Song Haotai thought.

"Hey, second brother, look!" Song Mi Bufan said in surprise.

After listening to this, Song Haotai also looked at the third brother's side, and then couldn't help but marvel, this is really amazing!

It turned out that Song Mi Bufan was idle and bored, picking up the tiger's tail and holding it in his arms to keep warm. The tiger's tail is as thick as an adult's arm, but it is much longer than that, about six feet, and it is also red and blue. Song Mi Bufan deliberately leaned the tiger's tail into the fire, not to eat or smell, but to be simply bored.

This burn is really not tight, but it has discovered a secret of a tiger skin - this tiger skin will change color.

The closer the tip of the tail is to the flame, the more blue the color becomes. The hotter it gets, the darker it becomes, turning purple, brown, and black. Song Mi Bufan thought that the tiger's tail was burned, but he didn't smell the smell of burning, and then he used his hand to probe the temperature of the tail tip, which was even stranger than cold.

Song Mi Bufan quickly retracted his outstretched hand, if it was late, he might be able to freeze on it.

Song Haotai also tried to touch it, and it was true.

But the dark blue and blackened tail reverted to its previous red and blue tiger tail after a while.

"This is a baby!" Song Haotai finished speaking, and his third brother also nodded frequently.

"With this thing, don't worry about snowy days in winter and hot days in summer, we don't have to be afraid!" This is also the reason, Song Mi Bufan nodded again and again.

"Or... Or..."Song Haotai didn't stumble, but he couldn't say something, because this thin old man, after all, was lying by his side, if he didn't die, it was possible to lie down and pretend to sleep just to test the sincerity of his two grandsons. Song Haotai pointed at the thin old man lying on his guilty finger, and then pointed in the direction where the three evil wolves had come before. He pointed to Tiger Skin, and then to the two of them

Song Mi Bufan has been domineering with his second brother since he was a child, and what he means is naturally to understand something: let's throw the old man into the trap over there, and then this tiger skin is ours.

Song Mi Bufan hurriedly waved his hand to deny his second brother's proposal. Human nature is really inscrutable, and I still felt pity for the thin old man who was dying. But just because of a tiger skin that can ward off the cold and warmth, he is about to kill, and he has resumed the ferocity of carrying the handle.

Hey! Song Haotai could only shake his head and give up his plan. Because his right foot is useless, although this thin old man is not sinking, but his two hands still have to be on crutches, how can he free up the means to take care of the old man. This kind of work can only be done by his third brother, and now he can't do it himself. In fact, if you don't want the thin old man to have no room for resistance, it would be excellent to burn it with a raging fire!

"This old man really can't live! The most useful tiger paw on the tiger has been thrown away, and that is the best thing in the world!" Song Haotai swallowed his saliva when he said this, his tongue seemed to recall the time when he was still in luck - after the tiger paw was cleaned up, he should first smear a thick layer of honey, boil it on a simmer for an hour, and then wash off the honey, put the ingredients, and stew it with a simmer at the beginning, it is best to use charcoal fire to stew for two hours, it must be fragrant, and the pot is rotten. The thick pad of the tiger's paw, the thick soup has the sweetness of tiger meat, and the sweetness of honey......

Song Haotai lingered with his past memories for a while, and finally woke up from the hunger and cold of the present.

"No wonder, I think there is something missing about this tiger skin, it turns out that the tiger's limbs are missing, and I can't complain that it is so short. Song Mi Bufan just felt that this tiger skin was a little shorter, but this tiger skin was very big! Most of the fur was folded and hidden underneath by the thin old man, and he did not wantonly discard the tiger claws and tiger bones on his limbs, but hid them underneath. When he wakes up, he will use it.

The thin old man was not suffering from any sudden illness, but he had obtained the tiger's soul pill during the day. In order to increase his cultivation, he devoured it. The thin old man seems to have swallowed the soul pill before, knowing that the soul pill will be smelted into a part of his own human body in his own inland sea, this process is very dangerous, his own is like a turtle resting people, he will always remain asleep, and he can't be contaminated with the six dusts of the outside world, so he laid the "Eight Gates Wind Crack Array" around himself to protect his body. As for his two godgrandchildren, they were also on guard, and planted a little gossip in their bodies to protect themselves.

The thin old man seemed to curl up in pain, but his mind didn't feel the pain in his body. Now it can be said that the thin old man's divine consciousness and physical body have been separated. The pain of his body was only an instinct from his body, and now his divine consciousness was staying above his inner sea, standing above the clouds and facing another moon, the Tiger's Soul Pill. With his own spiritual power, he led the clear water in the inland sea to the sky and poured it on the moon, just like raw water falling on a red-hot iron plate, and a stream of heat rose slightly, but this heat was too strange, all of them were shining with sporadic fiery red light, and they solidified together and fell on the moon when they were close to the thin old man's own moon.

If you observe for a long time, you will find that the tiger's reddish soul pill is getting smaller and smaller. The thin old man's own amber soul pill had indeed risen and gone. And the brightness is getting bigger and bigger, like the red sun on a spring morning, it initiates a camel-red light, making the neighboring clouds also red.

If you refine all the soul pills the size of soybeans like a tiger into your own, you will need one if you concentrate on it, and it will take a year and a half. Different soul pills have different genera, if they can't be integrated with themselves, it's still a trivial matter, and if they fight back, they will lose their wife and lose their soldiers. Fortunately, the thin old man and the painted tiger are both fire attribute immortal cultivators.

Immortal cultivators of various attributes can see from the moves used, but attributes such as wind and thunder are indeed moves that can be used by immortal cultivators. A fire-attribute immortal cultivator like the Evil Doctor would never be able to use a move like Ice Dance, and a water-attribute immortal cultivator like the Heavenly Eye would never be able to learn the Evil Doctor's Fire Feather move.

Another way to know the opponent's attributes is only to judge by the rising mist when the opponent's soul pill is refined like a tiger.

The five attributes: wood, fire, earth, metal, and water correspond to the five colors: wood for cyan, fire for red, earth for yellow, gold for white, and water for black.

If the rising mist is cyan, it means that the owner of the soul pill is a wood attribute immortal cultivator, and so on.

The thin old man's divine sense was very sluggish, and he felt some pain in his body, and his divine sense thought that the Witch God Cult was not built in a day, and he was not in a hurry for a moment. So he returned his divine consciousness to his head. Consciousness and the body are interdependent, and if either one is destroyed, it can be called death.

"Second brother, it's not early. Sleep for a while. Song Mi kindly persuaded his second brother not to be cranky and go to bed quickly. Stay for the vigil yourself.

"Oh, it's early in the morning, it's like staying at night every day!" Song Haotai shouted.

"Hehe, the two grandsons haven't slept yet!" the thin old man smiled hey, but with a little kindness.

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