The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

It turns out that this is human beings.

Such cruel human beings.

Aunt Bai Shengsheng was right.

Human beings... are such creatures.

..

The other white tiger is also Bai Shengsheng's junior. In the dream, she saw her junior being skinned and dismantled, her breathing was unstable, her heart was filled with sorrow, and she even complained to humans.

"I told you earlier, don't go out, and go out with you..."

...

"Roar!!"

Bai Shan rushed out, he was much bigger than his companions, bigger and more ferocious.

"Oops, there's another one in this mountain!"

Liu Laogou looked at the Baishan that rushed out, and said in amazement, but quickly picked up the shotgun in his hand, which was a rare item he bought from the national army at a huge price.

It was his skill to be able to react immediately, but more people didn't react, and they didn't have much reaction to the big white tiger that rushed out and was more than a little bigger.

The man who was still chatting with Liu Laogou just now and said he was going to marry a wife, was bitten off by Bai Shan without even making a muffled sound.

Blood sprayed Old Dog Liu's face like a fountain.

Old Dog Liu's eyes were smeared with blood, but he still didn't blink, he raised his shotgun coldly, and shot Bai Shan in the eyes.

boom--

One shot blinded Bai Shan's eyes, and Bai Shan suffered pain. It was this pain that allowed the hunting team to retreat to a safe distance.

At this distance, Baishan could not catch up with the hunting team. In other words, the hunting team's weapons were ready, and if Baishan caught up, they would be counterattacked.

"It turns out that father lost one eye at this time..." Bai Shanjun murmured.

At this time, Bai Shan looked at Old Dog Liu in front of him fiercely, his one eye was bleeding and his teeth were bared.

And Liu Laogou was also staring at Baishan, as if he wanted to deeply reflect the huge white tiger in his eyes, which belonged to the eyes of a hunter.

"I want this prey."

This is the causal origin of Baishan and Liu Laogou.

Bai Shan knew he was being targeted by this greedy and evil predator.

If Baishan was still the slippery little monster in the fertile field, he should have slipped away by now, fleeing to other woodlands to avoid this superb human hunter.

But, he is not.

He is a tiger.

Be the king of the jungle.

...

The fight between Baishan and Liu Laogou was bloody and cruel.

Liu Laogou came up the mountain with teams of hunters, holding pitchfork shotguns.

And Baishan met the enemy with the posture of the king of beasts.

Baishan, who has the cultivation base of a demon, is much stronger than ordinary beasts, but Liu Laogou is not good at it, he wears the robe made of the tiger skin of his compatriots on his body.

"Boss...boss...this white tiger...is powerful...we can't kill him..."

The hunting team had lost many brothers, and some of them flinched.

"I've killed countless tigers, and I'm afraid he won't be a beast." Liu Laogou said disdainfully: "Boss Lu said that the nobles in the capital want this tiger skin. If you can kill him, bring him a huge one." With tiger skin and tiger bones, we can never finish enjoying the glory and wealth in our lifetime."

Although some people flinched from this verbal stimulation, more people were tempted by money.

As long as you kill this huge white tiger, you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

Liu Laogou also organized hunting teams up the mountain again and again.

Every time he went up the mountain, he came here to kill Baishan, and every time Baishan would kill back, leaving a few hunters behind.

Even if the stumped limbs and broken arms are splashed on Liu Laogou's face, Liu Laogou can deal with it without changing his face.

Either run away, or aim and shoot.

Bai Shan is biting the hunters' bodies. He is also very smart, knowing that in the dense and complex forest, gunfire can only play a limited role, and his claws, the hunters' pitchforks can't stop them...

More and more hunters are unwilling to come up to hunt this smart, huge, and overpowering white tiger.

Only Old Dog Liu still persevered, and the hunting team dispersed in the end, dying, and he was the only one left.

In the end, only he and his son came up the mountain.

Then, Liu Laogou's son was bitten to death. This time, Liu Laogou did not remain indifferent. After a burst of wailing, he paid a price with one hand and brought his son's broken body down the mountain...

Later, Old Dog Liu didn't come up the mountain again, and he had lost the ability to hunt.

One person and one tiger, finally look at each other.

And only hate.

You took my brother, I took your son.

"It was Baishan who won." Bai Shengsheng showed a natural expression, this Baishan is the most talented monster in the past hundred years, how can a human hunter kill it.

"He must have hated humans all these years..."

"Do not."

But Bai Shanjun suddenly said: "I don't remember many things, I only remember one thing, my father, he doesn't hate humans...although he can't say he likes it."

"Even in the face of such a thing, he doesn't hate humans?" Bai Shengsheng asked in amazement.

The story of Baishan is still going on.

Chapter 165 The so-called truth

"He said that the most important truth in his life was taught to him by humans."

Bai Shanjun fell into memory, trying hard to recall some words his father taught him.

And Baishan in front of him was also confused.

Yes, he successfully avenged his brother, killed the hunter team to pieces, even mutilated that old dog Liu, cut off his offspring, and killed his heirs.

Although the chain of hatred still exists, it has already been cut off in a disguised form. Mr. Baishan has won.

Liu Laogou no longer has the power to revenge.

And the existence of Baishan has completely become a deterrent to this mountain forest, and humans dare not approach it.

No one dared to provoke the king of the mountain.

In the presence of a king-level hunter, this piece of woods has become prosperous instead, with dense leaves and a variety of animals and creatures.

Then, Baishan lived a peaceful life on the mountain without human harassment.

Hunt, rest, hunt, rest.

Did not continue to practice.

Because hunting has taken up the whole of life, survive and reproduce, just like all animals that live in the woodland.

Only occasionally I recall the carefree life in the fertile woodland.

And what I often thought about at that time, the meaning of cultivation and the meaning of existence.

I also often remember that human beings are so selfish and ugly that they don't see any positive emotions at all.

"If I'm going to die of old age, I must go back to the fertile field. I can't go back in this life, and my bones must be buried there..."

Talking about homesickness, Bai Shan actually had tears in his eyes.

The days passed day by day, and there was no time in the mountains. When the tiger cub had grown into its prime, it was nearly three meters long.

Even if he stopped practicing, he was still a half-demon from Woye, and his lifespan was much longer than that of ordinary Humian.

After living in the mountains and forests for a long time, his temperament gradually approached animal nature.

He not only hunts for food, but also sometimes hunts and plays with prey for his own temperament and desire to kill.

He used to show mercy, but now he doesn't.

Since you want to be a wild beast outside, then be a wild beast thoroughly, at least, that is your natural choice.

This made Bai Shengsheng, who was watching from the side, extremely heartbroken.

From a beast to a demon, the rationality gained.

It was wiped out in the day-to-day killing and hunting, and finally degenerated into a beast.

Then the days just passed by.

If there were no accidents, he would finally break away from the demon body and completely return to the form of the beast in the beastly behavior again and again.

Go be the king of beasts in the mountains.

That's all, at a glance, you can see the end.

until.

someday in the future.

Steel-cast birds flitted across the sky, with an unpleasant smell of diesel and gunpowder. Bai Shan was very tired of this smell, but he couldn't reach to knock down these steel birds.

Buzzing buzzing—disturbing the tiger's dream.

Some people came up to the mountain again, and these people had more or less bloody smell on their bodies. For cats, the smell of blood is very sensitive.

Bai Shan stretched his waist deeply, and didn't respond too much. In fact, someone did come up the mountain, and he smelled the smell of human beings.

However, most of them are old and weak women and children who are forced to make a living. They come to the mountain to collect medicine. For these weak humans, Bai Shan doesn't even bother to hunt and kill them when they are full. As long as those humans don't dangle in front of him, basically Bai Shan will not Be more reasonable.

But not long after, there was a familiar smell, that smell that was unforgettable many years ago.

The smell of an old enemy.

Here he is again.

The hair of Bai Shan's whole body exploded, his body stretched, and his vigorous muscles agitated.

He still dares to come, he is here for revenge, that human being.

Hmph, I have a bit of guts.

But with guts, does it really work?

A familiar 'person' appeared in front of Bai Shan.

The left hand has disappeared, and the right leg is only half. Half of the face is in a horrible sunken shape, which is a horror that cannot be concealed by the long gray hair.

In his right hand, there is also a shotgun held flat.

Liu Laogou laughed with a hoarse voice.

"Let's fight to the death."

"I know you understand, you are different from ordinary beasts."

Yes, Bai Shan understood, but he didn't bother to say anything more to Old Dog Liu, he jumped up on his hind legs, and headed towards Old Dog Liu in a culling posture.

With this posture, his stomach was wide open. If the shotgun bullets could hit him, Bai Shan would also die.

If Bai Shan used to be, he would hide vigilantly and wait for an opportunity to ambush, but now he is the king of the forest.

He wanted to hunt the prey in front of him with the most ferocious posture, but he missed a step, and Liu Laogou practiced with one hand faster than with both hands.

Oops...

Bai Shan thought so.

A single shot from a shotgun would not have killed him on the spot, but in the mountains and forests, the consequences of being seriously injured as a wild animal are equally fatal.

Click, the trigger is pulled.