"I was just passing through here this time, and I didn't expect to meet you, an old friend. A few friends and I are going to the Beast God Mountain and have something to do. "The white tiger has a bold personality, although he didn't say that he wanted to hit the Beast God Temple, he still said the destination of this trip.

The old sheep is a person who has a intestine to the end, and when he heard this, his face couldn't help but tighten, and he persuaded: "Although our beast clan does not prohibit any race from making a pilgrimage to the beast god mountain, but this trip is thousands of miles along the way, and it also has to pass through more than a dozen beast tribe territories such as porcupines, bullheads, and money leopard clans, they are not as easy to talk as our sheep clan, you should be careful." ”

"Don't worry, we're just passing by, don't cause trouble, but we won't be afraid of things, if there is really a long-sighted person who provokes us, let him see my white tiger's fist!"

Bidding farewell to the old sheep, Xianzhou continued to move forward.

Along the way, the white tiger told Ning Lin and the others the news of the beast clan that he knew.

The beast race is different from the human race, although there are 3,000 races and 100 billion people, but there is only one country, which is the Beamon Empire. The Beamon Empire covers an area of nearly 200 million square kilometers, dozens of times larger than today's Shuide Empire.

The most powerful person in the Beamon Empire is not the royal Beamon clan, it is precisely the Beast God Temple that Ning Lin and the others are going to on this trip.

Legend has it that it was the beast god who led the 3,000 beast tribes to defeat other races and establish the current Beamon Empire. And the Beast God Temple was built by the Beast Clan to commemorate the Beast God.

There are a total of nine elders in the Beast God Temple, each of whom is a cultivator in the Purple Mansion period, and the Great Elder is even more powerful, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is said that he is already a Void Breaking Venerable, and he can decide any major matter in the empire with one word. The Beast God Temple has eight beast god armies, and the three strongest beast immortals are selected by the eight most powerful races of the beast clan to serve as the guardian god temple.

Messing with the Beast God Temple is tantamount to being the enemy of the entire beast race, and for hundreds of thousands of years, almost no one can get out of the beast god temple for hundreds of thousands of years. Ten thousand years ago, the powerful man of the human race killed the Beast God Temple, and although he rescued his lover, he also disappeared quickly, and his whereabouts are still unknown. According to rumors, he had been personally killed by the Great Elder of the Beast God Temple.

However, even if there is an abyss and an eighteen-layer hell in front of him, the White Tiger will never regret dying.

For the sake of Xian'er, Ning Lin is even more indomitable and will not retreat.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Ning Lin drove the Xianzhou through the territory of the Black Sheep Clan, the War Sheep Clan, the Porcupines, the Bullhead Clan, and the Blue Elephant Clan.

I don't know if I can see my wife on this trip, and I don't know what the result will be if I break into the Divine Beast Hall with Ning Lin. Maybe he will successfully rescue his wife and escape back to the territory of the Terrans, or maybe the family will return to Huangquan in the Beast God Temple.

But no matter what, this is his own choice! Back then, his wife ignored the rules of the Beast God Temple for herself, and gave birth to a fairy, and now that she is a master in the late stage of the Tongmai, how can she retreat.

As the Beast God Temple got closer and closer, everyone's mood became more and more nervous. Only Ning Lin still looked relaxed, and even more so he was a foodie, and he actually pestered Ning Lin to roast meat on the immortal boat, and it was still the most essence of the loin of a holy beast in the Tongyang period obtained in the Beast Sect!

If the poor golden retriever lion king knew that he would suffer this after his death, I am afraid that he would also regret why he cultivated immortals and why he joined the Beast Sect back then.

Xianzhou did not dare to fly at full speed in the territory of the beast clan, for fear of causing misunderstanding among the beast clan powerhouses, so he could only rush to the beast god mountain at a uniform speed. The smell of meat on the fairy boat drifted out ten miles away with the breeze, attracting a group of birds and birds to chirp around the fairy boat.

"Uncle, Xian'er, we can rush to the Beast God Mountain in three days, it's useless to think about it now, come and rest for a while, maybe we won't even have a chance to catch our breath when we get to the Beast God Mountain." Ning Lin roasted the meat, threw a piece to the foodie first, cut off a small piece and handed it to Lan Xinyu, and then beckoned the White Tiger Master and Xian'er to come and enjoy it.

"Ning Lin is right, when you get to the Beast God Mountain, maybe not to mention eating meat, I am afraid it is a luxury to stop and rest for a while. There is wine today, drunk today, sorrow tomorrow, sorrow tomorrow, worry tomorrow! Bring me good wine!" The white tiger took Xian'er and sat down beside Ning Lin, grabbed a piece of beast meat, and ate it in a big gulp.

Ning Lin took out a jar of dragon blood wine and threw it to the white tiger, and in the past half a month, the white tiger's appetite has already been raised. But what Ning Lin didn't understand was that he had already given Baihu hundreds of jars of dragon blood wine, why didn't he drink his own?

The aroma of wine is accompanied by the aroma of meat, and the birds and birds around are calling more happily.

However, with a golden shadow rushing in, it was as if a dark cloud enveloped the entire immortal boat.

"Don't call me if you have good wine and good meat, White Tiger, you're too boring!" Swallowing the sky turned into a human form and landed on the fairy boat.

He and the white tiger are both holy beasts, and their cultivation is similar, and they don't know how many times they have fought in the Shui Xian Gate, and every time they are up and down, they can be regarded as friendships, and they are less polite to each other, and they have always said something.

"It's a foodie again......" Ning Lin muttered quietly.

Ning Lin has never been stingy with his servant beasts, and he may have more dragon blood wine than the white tiger, but he, like the white tiger, tries to drink Ning Lin every time, but he refuses to take out his dragon blood wine for everyone to taste, according to him, those dragon blood wine will be passed down to future generations for millions of years.

The foodie smelled the aroma of wine, and heard Ning Lin call himself again, and ran over tremblingly, and a horse face came to Ning Lin's side for a while, rubbing the oil on his mouth on Ning Lin's body. Still heartbroken Ning Lin's own hand-sewn clothes, patted away the foodie's head, pushed it aside, but he leaned on Ning Lin, looked at the wine jar in the hands of the white tiger, and looked at Ning Lin.

Ning Lin looked up to the sky and was speechless, how could there be such foodies around him, but he still had to give everyone present a jar of dragon blood wine, so that their melancholy eyes smiled like a crescent moon.

"It smells so good...... , there is such a good thing, and I don't come to honor the leopard master!" There was a loud shout from under the fairy boat, and a giant man with money tattoos on his face actually came uninvited and jumped on the fairy boat.

Seeing that Ning Lin was throwing a jar of good wine to the foodie, the leopard-faced man pointed at Ning Lin and shouted: "Boy, don't bring good wine and meat to honor the leopard master, otherwise you won't be able to get through this money forest!"

Dragon blood wine, how could Ning Lin give it to people casually, not to mention that this leopard-faced man wanted to pretend to be a master as soon as he came up, Ning Lin hadn't been out of the Narcissus Gate for some days, and he hadn't stepped on this kind of reckless man for a long time. Today he sent it to the door himself, but it is no wonder that Ning Lin added some fun to the lonely journey.