Although Duxian Dao retreated, it was a matter of time to go south, and Li Ximing couldn't help but care.

Fortunately, in the first battle on the river, Guan Gong Xiao and Guan Lingyan were okay, but Gongsun Baifan and others were not lightly injured, Duxian Dao is not a Taoist system that is good at healing, Mingyang will at least germinate, Ye Hui is estimated to be inferior to him in terms of healing, and the only advantage is blood.

"At least there won't be any big moves in the short term, as long as the Shanji County is solved... The wilderness is a long-lasting pull... As for Ye Hui's other ideas, I can only explore it again. ”

"And the Dao system of the tattooed tiger..."

Now that he knew that there was a spirit hidden in Xiaomuro Mountain, Li Ximing didn't mind taking a piece of the pie, and only commanded at the moment:

"Bring the tattooed tiger up!"

Li Ximing gave an order, and soon Li Chenghuai rode up the mountain, carrying a man with a cloak in his hand, dragging iron chains and clanging, dripping with some blood.

The tattooed tiger did not suffer too much in the dungeon, but the cultivation was sealed, and the injury more than a year ago has not been healed, although it was hastily healed by the Li family, blood still gushes out from time to time.

This person's mind is excellent, and he deliberately let Hongfu Mountain fall into the hands of the Li family, which directly affected the fact that he has not suffered too many casualties to keep the Funan Territory, and he has not been touched by any grudges in the Li family, and his sense of existence has been minimized, and he is comfortable to this day... If it weren't for the inheritance of the three secret sects in his hands, Li Ximing would not have thought of him, and let him live in the dungeon.

Looking at him now, Li Ximing has nothing to comment on except for a sentence of lack of luck, and he even has an idea in his mind:

"When you finish taking the Dao system, you can use him to exchange Ye Hui for An Siwei... When it comes to Komuro Mountain, Ye Hui may not really know how to change, hiss..."

He glanced at the tattooed tiger who was sealed and cultivated, locked his lips and teeth and couldn't recite a mantra, and the light shone in the center of his eyebrows, and he silently gave it down:

"This person is not an ordinary person, and he is involved in the secret of the small room mountain, and he really gave Bai Ye the immortal way... The threat may be a bit big... Let's kill it! ”

Li Ximing then unsealed the seal in the tiger's mouth, sat on top like this, and saw the man rolling on the ground, barely got up, and said hoarsely:

"Sinner tattooed tiger, meet the real person!"

Wenhu's so-called guilt is only to "deceive" the Purple Mansion, that is, the absence of the Duxian Dao Red Calf Daoist, and the blame is counted on him, the person who promised, Wenhu never shouted injustice, and silently accepted it.

Li Ximing didn't speak, only glanced at him.

In his heart, Li Ximing still has some love for this person, after all, Wenhu has scheming means, but this is a struggle at the level of the Purple Mansion, far from what he thinks.

For Zifu, most of the foundation building is just a chess piece, what really matters is the face and the signboard, the tattooed tiger is a real person of Ye Hui, and in the hands of Li Ximing it is a bargaining chip, but it cannot be a chess piece.

If Li Ximing accepts him openly and ostentatiously, it will be a real enmity, not only a real enmity, but also a broken rule, as soon as the tattooed tiger appears, Ye Hui will break through the void with his own hands, and it is reasonable to take away the tattooed tiger.

But after seeing it at this time, Wenhu immediately realized his own situation, the knife was already on his neck, and he said:

"The villain meets Zhaojing Zhenren... The Mifan Dao Tong never had the intention of despising real people, but he was instructed and passed on by his predecessors, and he didn't expect the current situation. ”

Although Wenhu said this, his heart was bitter, he had clearly stood for Bai Yedu Immortal Dao, and now no matter how he exonerated his position to the Taoist system and the floating cloud cave, it was difficult to win Li Ximing's trust...

Sure enough, he pushed to the Floating Cloud Cave, Li Ximing was noncommittal, and only said:

"Where is the Miyun Cave Dao System?"

Wenhu's heart fluttered, knowing that his death was approaching, and he was sweating, but what could he do in the face of Zifu? It's nothing more than the Zifu on the other side who is conservative, afraid of hurting the heavens and peace, and refuses to search for the soul immediately, so he has the kung fu to say a word.

But when he caught the name of Miyun Daotong, his heart trembled to the extreme, and one thought after another shuttled by, and he replied:

"Back to the real person, the Miyun Dao System can be written for the real person right now, not only the Miyun Dao System... Traces of the rest of the Komuro mountain dense sect... The tattooed tiger is also aware of it. ”

Li Ximing's face suddenly became strange, he was slightly aware of what Wenhu said, and at the same time frowned at the sharpness of the monk in front of him, and in silence, the killing intent in his heart became heavy.

Li Ximing smiled:

"Oh? I don't know which one? ”

Wenhu spoke respectfully and replied:

"Zhenren, I once practiced in the South China Sea, and I was ordered by the Red Calf Daoist to search for the traces of the Mifan Dao system, and I was aware of it in Tanjung Wuluo... But it was secretly hidden, and no one knew. ”

Li Ximing was suspicious in his heart, he had already sensed his words, and deliberately asked:

"Why didn't you report the calves?"

Wenhu wiped his sweat and replied:

"Zhenren, I have received the secret Dao system, I am not ignorant, and I also know the plans of your real people, so I communicate with my fellow Daoists in private, and I don't want to return with the red calf..."

Li Ximing interrupted softly:

"Miyun Dao System."

Li Chenghuai immediately took out the jade slip and sent it, and the tattooed tiger had to pick up the jade slip and quickly carved it, and after half an hour, a copy of "The Yin Recipe of the Demeanor of the Small Chamber" had been written.

The tattooed tiger continued to be carved with jade slips, and Li Ximing took it casually, read it with spiritual knowledge, and the sky in the center of his eyebrows flickered slightly.

'"Komuro Mausoleum Demeanor Yin Jue", the four products build the foundation of "Hurricane Ghost Yin". ’

Li Ximing is now supernatural, and he can still see clearly whether there is a problem with the exercises, waiting for the tattooed tiger to read it again, but it is a book of "Small Room Tianqing Scattered Cloud Recipe", which should be obtained by Chang Yun who harmed people.

""Komuro Tianqing Scattered Clouds"... The four products build the foundation of the "floating cloud body". ”

Li Ximing deliberately said:

"Where did this come from?"

Wenhu wiped his sweat, his face was full of trembling, and he said respectfully:

"I got it from Fu Dou, and the villain tortured him by means to make him vomit in a short time..."

Li Ximing then smiled:

"I heard that you have only been attacking the mountain for a quarter of an hour, and your skills are not bad."

The man was terrified when he heard this, and he gave this jade slip, and started writing again, and after half the incense time, he also sent the jade slip:

"Feather Guest's Yin"

Li Ximing finally got some interest, this is half a secret method, and it looks quite wonderful.

The tattooed tiger bowed down, and the words were extremely natural, saying:

"This is what my master passed on to the villain before his death, saying that the ancestors got it from a fallen Wanling Shangzong lineage, and they can fold feathers into clothes, which is an extremely powerful talisman..."

"Real people can also see that this may be a first-level Purple Mansion spell between the fifth and sixth grades, and now there is only half of it left, and the rest..."

He raised his eyebrows and said:

"I secretly confirmed it in private, maybe on that South China Sea secret lineage!"

Li Ximing glanced at him, put this thing away, and looked at the appearance of the tattooed tiger kneeling on the ground in panic, the voice in his mouth was very soft, but the tattooed tiger was full of liver and gall.

He said with amusement:

"How dare you lie to me."