Late at night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.

In the rolling mountains, it was as dark as ink and silent, Yang Chong sat on a mountain stone with his heart facing the sky, the aura came from all directions, and a trace of cool breath flowed into the dantian along the meridians.

Cultivating and refining qi can be divided into innate nature, purple mansion, golden pill, primordial spirit, and return to the void......

The so-called innate cultivator turns his own essence and blood into a body of true qi, until he opens up the hundreds of bones around his body, so that he can attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into his body and refine his body. Yes, the mortal warriors eat an amazing amount of delicious meat and fish, and they all use meat to supplement the essence and blood consumption in the body.

When Yang Chongguang accepted the inheritance of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, his physical body was refined by the true fire of the sun, and the hundred veins were smooth and all the tricks were connected, and he directly entered the innate realm.

After a long time, Yang Chongguang woke up from his meditation, and the golden light flashed in his eyes. casually removed the simple breathing array arranged around, and suddenly several small beasts attracted by the strong aura here panicked into the forest.

"Fortunately, there were no big monsters. ”

Before I thought about it, a loud roar came from the forest. A vicious wind rolled up on the ground, and a white-fronted tiger with hanging eyes leaped out and appeared in front of Yang Chongguang, its eyes glowing with bloodthirsty ferocity.

"Haha! Lao Tzu is worried about having no clothes to wear, your fur is good. Yang Chongguang's eyes moved, and his gaze lingered on the tiger. Counting today, Yang Chongguang has been in this world for three days, and there are only a few leaves on his body to cover his shame.

The tiger stared at the human in front of it, the other party's gaze made it feel very unhappy, as if it was the prey, and as the other party's gaze moved, it couldn't help but feel a chill on its back.

With a roar, the tiger pounced, and Yang Chongguang plucked onions from dry land and flipped back, avoiding the tiger's fangs.

Unexpectedly, this tiger culling was quite methodical, and when he saw this, he suddenly turned around and threw it, and a fierce wind whistled towards Yang Chongguang.

"Crackle!"

Yang Chongguang turned over and landed on a boulder, and immediately flew forward with a little flying under his feet, and almost at the same time, the fierce wind pumped on the boulder, and suddenly the boulder exploded.

"I used to hear the old man say that this tiger has three styles, one pounce, two bites and three tails, this guy's tail is more powerful than a steel whip, it really deserves to be a demon beast, extraordinary. ”

This was the first time Yang Chongguang had encountered a demon beast, and his mind swept over the tiger's head in a turn of his mind, and his hands suddenly reached out like lightning and grabbed both sides of the tiger's neck, and then turned over and landed on the ground with momentum, and threw the tiger out with both arms.

The tiger turned over sensitively in the air and then landed lightly and smoothly on the ground, but at this moment, a wind rushed in, and the tiger only felt a flower in front of his eyes, and then a sharp pain broke out in his jaw in the crisp sound of bone cracking.

After throwing the tiger, Yang Chongguang rushed out with an arrow, and his body slashed through an afterimage in pursuit, first with a knee hit the tiger in the jaw, followed by a heavy punch to the tiger's soft nose.

The tiger rolled upside down and flew out and crashed into the woods, and suddenly there was a chaotic sound of branches breaking and trees breaking. Everything happened in a short moment, and I saw Yang Chongguang's movements hearty and neat.

Yang Chongguang stepped on the tiger's head, "Evil animal, you can't do it so much, it's really disappointing to me." ”

The tiger's mouth and nose were dripping with blood, his eyes were begging for mercy and wailing, and he looked at Yang Chongguang pitifully.

Yang Chongguang squatted in front of the tiger, stretched out his hand and patted the tiger's head with a smile, "I think you guy's psychic haven't been around for a long time, you're so weak, you don't even know how to manipulate and use basic aura; ”

The tiger's eyes blinked, then nodded cautiously.

Yang Chongguang smiled, then stretched out two fingers and shook them in front of the tiger, and said: "You have two choices now, one, Lao Tzu I lack a tiger skin skirt now, I think your fur is very good." As he spoke, he reached out and touched the tiger, which made the tiger tremble.

"The second option. Under the tiger's expectant and frightened gaze, Yang Chongguang said slowly: "Lao Tzu still lacks a mount, I think you look quite majestic." Now, what do you choose?"

The tiger slowly got up, and then knelt down with his head bowed under Yang Chongguang's gaze, indicating submission.

"Good, smart choice. Yang Chongguang lightly jumped and sat cross-legged on the tiger's back, "Go." ”

The so-called wind from the tiger cloud from the dragon, this tiger galloped all the way, and in an instant it was like a flowing wind passing through the mountains and forests.

Yang Chongguang rode the tiger to a sunny slope, surrounded by silence, and in the soft moonlight, wisps of light smoke drifted from the embers of a bonfire.

Yang Chongguang jumped off the tiger a few steps and walked to the fire, and then stomped on his feet, and the ground suddenly shook, and then cracked, revealing a small pit.

The tiger who was forcibly adopted as a mount on the side squinted at Yang Chongguang taking out a lump of mud from the small pit, and couldn't help but secretly despise this newly recognized master, what is there to look at in a lump of mud.

Seeing that Yang Chongguang's attention seemed to be on the lump of mud, the tiger's eyes began to wander, and he quietly looked around and wondered if he could take the opportunity to escape.

Yang Chongguang picked a stone and sat down, just with his back to the tiger, and suddenly the tiger's eyes flashed, and he turned around and jumped into the forest. However, at this moment, with several cracking sounds, a rich aroma of fresh meat suddenly permeated the surroundings.

The tiger's movements stiffened suddenly, and he looked back at the source of the fragrance with his eyes shining, only to see Yang Chongguang's fingers flick a few times on the mud, and suddenly the dry mud quickly cracked, and a stream of fragrant heat came out of the cracks.

Called chicken, a common cooking technique in the wild, Yang Chongguang used to make small stoves for himself when he was a soldier in the past. The mud on the surface peels off along with the feathers, revealing the white and tender chicken inside. The chicken belly was stuffed with mushrooms used for seasoning, and as Yang Chongguang tore off a chicken leg, the chicken belly opened a hole, and the soup that combined the essence of chicken and mushrooms suddenly spilled out.

The tiger greedily sniffed the scent in the air, and the tiger had never smelled such tempting and delicious food in his life. Unconsciously, the tiger squatted in front of Yang Chongguang and stared at the chicken with his eyes, and his saliva kept falling, and even formed a small depression.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Yang Chongguang put down the chicken and looked down the mountain thoughtfully, and when he retracted his gaze, he saw that the tiger's nose was almost attached to the chicken, and the scarlet tongue continued to drip the soup.

Yang Chongguang snorted coldly, and the tiger suddenly became excited, and hurriedly raised his eyes to look at Yang Chongguang, nodding his head and bowing in a flattering gesture, and the tiger tail of the steel whip that could break gold and gravel swayed flatteringly like a pug.

"Evil beast, don't you want to escape, why haven't you left yet?" Yang Chongguang's eyes flashed and he stared at the tiger viciously.

Under the fierce gaze of Yang Chongguang, the tiger felt a fierce killing force enveloping his whole body, and suddenly his ears drooped down, and his head fell to the ground and cried out for mercy.

"Do you want to eat it?" asked Yang Chongguang, placing the chicken in front of the tiger.

The tiger's eyes were staring at the chicken, and his furry head nodded busily.

"Hmph. I want to eat it, but it's a pity that I daydream. As soon as the words fell, a burst of flames erupted from Yang Chongguang's palm, instantly engulfing the remaining half of the chicken.

The tiger's mouth opened wide, with a look of obvious disappointment and distress.