There is only a small stone couch in the White Tiger Shenjun Cave Mansion, a few stone benches, and nothing else, just an empty cave cave, at this time, Xiao Yang helplessly fell on the stone bench, listening to the White Tiger with a childish voice cheerfully asked himself some questions that he felt bored and people found interesting, asked a question, answered perfunctorily, and people replied with a poisonous tongue.

"How many years have you lived?" asked the white cat.

"It's been more than 4,700 years. ”

"Wow, it's been almost five thousand years, you are still a golden immortal cultivator, and you haven't transformed yet, you are really ashamed. ”

After speaking, Bai Hu saw that Xiao Yang turned his head and ignored him, and asked again: "You Jin Crow only have a male one now, why don't you have a female one? Why did Emperor Jun and Xihe only give birth to a Jin Crow, and not anything else?"

Xiao Yang couldn't cry or laugh, what kind of problem is this, how do I know, so I have to continue to be silent and ignore him.

Who knew that you ignored him, it didn't matter, and people also asked: "In the future, you will marry other different women, such as scorpions, centipedes, snakes, etc., what will your children be?" ”

Curious about your sister, this directly poked Xiao Yang's sore feet, he had a small career success in his previous life, but before he got married, he crossed the flood and became a golden crow, there is no female golden crow in this world, which is destined to cross the species, it doesn't matter, but what is even more desperate is that it is estimated that after the battle of the gods, Zhun Ti led the establishment of Buddhism, and he will naturally become a monk. This is a way out, Xiao Yang seriously thought about the possibility of this idea.

"How about I introduce you to someone? The white tiger lazily stretched out his little paw and said.

Xiao Yang pulled himself back from his crankiness, and when he heard that the white tiger wanted to be his matchmaker, he sneered, looked at the white tiger's ten-centimeter height, snow-white hair, and cute blue eyes, and said with a smile: "You won't introduce me to a catwoman of the same race as you, will you?"

The white tiger jumped up violently and roared angrily: "I repeat, I am a white tiger, not a white cat." ”

His angry look, not only is not threatening, but even more cute, but unfortunately at this time Xiao Yang is still a golden crow without transformation, otherwise he has to ravage it with his hands, even so, but his mouth is still very damaged, he smiled and teased: "Are you a white tiger? ”

Hearing this, the white tiger glanced at him with disdain, and said in a strange manner: "You won't be the same as the two on the mountain, right? Those two cultivators are stupid, and they have been cultivating for hundreds of millions of years either cultivating the Tao or plotting to establish a sect, and they want to carry forward their bullshit ideas, commonly known as great ambitions and great ambitions, they say that they have great compassion and great mercy, and they want to transform the world, cross the boundless sea of suffering, and reach the other side." In my opinion, it is better to find a female Taoist couple to discuss double cultivation and participate in the Yin and Yang Avenue together. Those two males sit together every day, and the males face the males, which is really boring. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yang looked at the white tiger with admiration in his eyes, even the saint dared to arrange it like this, and then he was furious all over his body, and goosebumps rose, because what the white tiger said was really rotten, hundreds of millions of years together, and the relationship is getting better and better, it is simply a pair of friends who want to love each other until they are old in the wilderness.

Xiao Yang's admiring eyes made the white tiger proud for a while, shook his white hair, snorted lightly, and said arrogantly: "Don't look at me as only the cultivation of Taiyi Golden Immortal, I have survived from ancient times, in terms of age, they are still my juniors, and the elders say a few words to the juniors, what is there." ”

"Poof. Xiao Yang couldn't help but laugh and teased: "Then you have lived so long, but your cultivation is so miserable, and you are also a single person, how can you be qualified to say me?"

The white tiger was silent all of a sudden, his originally cheerful expression and movements were gone, his smart and playful eyes dimmed, and he sighed lightly: "How do you know the glory of my old man back then?"

Xiao Yang thought that his words were inappropriate, and the ancient white tiger remembered the sad things before, and was about to apologize and comfort him, but he didn't expect that people would be resurrected with full blood in an instant, jumped up, and bragged.

"I was much stronger than the current Emperor Jun, there are more than ten descendants, it is simply thousands, the harem beauties are three or five thousand, which beautiful female white tiger in the clan is not proud of serving me, that is really gentle, devouring tiger bones, how chic and free. Bai Hu said happily, the gloom in his eyes instantly turned into a thick nostalgia, and finally he came to Xiao Yang, patted Xiao Yang's wings, and persuaded with sincerity on his face: "Really, as an ancient predecessor, I warn you not to learn from those Taoist priests who are now ascetic, this is all the bad atmosphere of Zixiao Palace, and they all take him as an example, so it has caused the tragedy of the current flood and famine." ”

Xiao Yang didn't feel funny when he heard it, but his eyes froze, and he secretly said in his heart, this white tiger ridiculed Zhun Ti to pick up the lead, after all, he has been a neighbor with Zhun Ti for hundreds of millions of years, and there is also a father who suppressed the White Tiger Divine Monarch in the West, and Zhun Ti Ji will not care about such trivial matters. But he dared to make fun of Hongjun Daozu, it would not be simple.

Hongjun Dao Ancestor and this White Tiger are not neighbors and have no friendship, so how can he, a little Taiyi Golden Immortal, dare to be so loud and not care about it at all? What confidence does he have to speak like this? Xiao Yang couldn't help but look at the White Tiger again for a while, and then asked in a solemn voice, "Who are you?"

When Baihu saw him in such a shape, he knew that Xiao Yang had discovered his flaws and doubted his identity, and he no longer pretended to be stupid and teased Xiao Yang, yawned, lay on the stone bed, held Erlang's legs, squinted and said: "It's really boring, you found out, if you don't talk about Hongjun's old ghost." ”

Without waiting for Xiao Yang to ask again, he introduced himself: "I am the White Tiger, the White Tiger who suppressed the West. ”

Xiao Yang was stunned, his face was incredible, he looked at the lazy white tiger lying there suspiciously, and asked, "But the white tiger who survived from ancient times and suppressed the West?

Seeing that Xiao Yang was not as trembling as the people who heard about his identity before, Bai Hu was sincerely afraid, and couldn't help but feel a little more interested in his heart, he turned over and said, "Aren't I like it?"

Xiao Yang looked at his kitten-like body suspiciously, cute and cute, and shook his head: "It's not like, it's really not like it." ”

"So what?"

In an instant, the white tiger that was originally like a cat cub suddenly became dozens of times bigger, Xiao Yang looked very small standing in front of him, he opened his tiger mouth wide, grinned, and said with a smile: "Is this like this?" The voice was no longer immature and cute, but the sonorous sound of steel that Xiao Yang heard outside the cave.

Xiao Yang turned his head to the side, covered his mouth and nose with his wings, nodded hurriedly, and said, "I believe it, I believe it, quickly change back, change back." ”

"Believe it? The white tiger roared a few times, just as Xiao Yang wished, and became a big cat cub again, and his voice became immature and cute, he looked at Xiao Yang who was covering his head, and asked proudly: "Am I very powerful?"

Xiao Yang's head emerged from his wings, and seeing that he had really turned into a kitten cub, he couldn't help complaining: "Your old man's mouth is really stinky, how long has it been since he washed it." ”

The white tiger glared at him, and was about to teach him a lesson, when suddenly "boom", the earth shook, the white tiger and Xiao Yang staggered, and looked at each other again, and couldn't help but secretly think, who ate the bear-hearted leopard dared to make a move in Mount Meru, causing the earth to shake?

The white tiger hurriedly closed his eyes and sensed the desolate land, and after a while, his face was solemn, he opened his eyes, and said to Xiao Yang, who was puzzled: "It's not that someone is making a move in Mount Meru, but that the two lich clans are at war, and the entire desolation is shaking." ”

Xiao Yang heard this like a scorching thunderbolt on his head, he stood there in a daze, muttering, "Has it finally begun?"