The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Then he was going to take Baishanjun with him.

Qingzu didn't try to force him to stay this time either, he just looked at Mr. Baishan and said, "This little tiger is interesting, a bit like Lu Wu back then."

The divine beast Lu Wu is a divine beast of the same level as Qingluan.

During the conversation just now, Li Wei knew that after the separation of humans and gods, a group of strange beasts were placed under house arrest, such as Lu Wu, Xuanniao, and other divine beasts.

No wonder the monsters in this fertile field are so powerful, they all have the blood of ancient gods.

At this time, Qingzu made a decision and said.

"Then let me help you."

Qingzu tapped his finger lightly, and the green feather landed on Baishanjun's head.

The white tiger felt itchy all over his body, his body muscles swelled, his fur grew wildly, and other eight tails grew out.

The body of a nine-tailed tiger is an ancient mythical beast, and so is Lu Wu.

"This... this is the appearance of our ancestors..." Bai Shengsheng looked shocked at Bai Shanjun who had turned into Lu Wu in front of him.

She had only heard that her ancestors were divine beasts before, but she had never seen the real appearance.

Now that I can see the real difference, I feel extremely shocked.

Bai Shanjun also held his head high and held his head high.

So... so much power!

Aww, Mr. Baishan, there is no peer in the world!

Just before he felt the ancient power from Lu Wu for a long time, he returned to the appearance of the white tiger, and his figure was even smaller than before.

"I'm so small."

Bai Shanjun looked at the reminder that he was no longer mighty, and the whole tiger was in a daze.

Lu Wu's experience card can be used for a while, but it's okay to return to the original body shape?

"Don't worry, I catalyzed your bloodline a little bit." Qingzu said lightly: "This will suppress the rest of your bloodlines in your body. When you grow up in the future, your body will be closer to 'Lu Wu' than to 'Tiger'." '."

White Tiger wagged his tail, with a half-understanding look on his face, and then he discovered that there seemed to be eight small fur balls on his ass.

Here are the remaining eight tails.

Li Wei knew that Qingzu was doing it for Lord Baishan, so he bowed his hands.

"Thank you Qingzu."

"It doesn't matter, my ancestor and I are old acquaintances." Qingzu said a little sadly: "It's just that he couldn't bear the ravages of time, and he passed away long ago."

Not all ancient gods have life-sustaining mana.

Afterwards, Li Wei bid farewell after cupping his hands again and again, and stretched out his hand to summon Yunwu.

This technique of summoning clouds and mist at will also opened the eyes of the monsters here.

"Farewell."

Li Wei, together with Mei and Bai Shanjun, boarded the summoned cloud, and rode away in the mist.

Qing Zu looked at the clouds and mist and watched them go away, but he was suspicious.

This technique of flying through the clouds and driving the fog will also be contaminated with some mana attributes of the caster. For example, this cloud has traces of ink lines, like clouds appearing and disappearing in a painting. The mana attributes are really too special.

Especially after Qingzu lived for so many years, he has only seen it once...

Now is the second time.

......

"Shangxian, why did you leave in such a hurry." Mei said lightly on the cloud, "I have a feeling that you have done something that I've done to her."

"How could Pindao do something wrong to her? We have never met before."

Li Wei held his head high, with a clear conscience——

At least now with a clear conscience.

Although this Qing Zu is indeed a bit pitiful, he does not intend to dispute, but protecting the fertile wild spirits should belong to the "goodness" in the camp of innate gods in that era.

But if humans and gods used to fight in the great way back then, who would care if you were good or evil.

As a human race, I only know that you are a god on high.

Mei didn't ask too much, at most she was just a little curious.

"Well, don't worry about it, let's talk about other things later."

Li Wei decided not to think about it so much, and looked at Bai Shanjun beside him.

When he was flying through the clouds, he was also playing with his own tail. He had eight extra tails out of thin air. How could he let cats not play?

Ever since, the white tiger played with his tail and had a great time.

"That is to say, all the monsters in the fertile land have the blood of ancient psychics, no wonder everyone turns into a monster." Li Wei looked at Bai Shanjun, and in his hand, he turned into a black cat teasing stick, playing with Bai Tiger on the clouds.

"Be careful."

"Ah...ah?!"

There is a big mountain ahead, and I almost hit it just now.

So, under Mei's straight gaze, Li Wei put away the cat teaser.

Kaiyun does not tease cats, and cats do not open clouds.

........

After returning to Xiangmen Mountain, Mei was the proprietress of the tofu shop again.

"Miss Boss, why didn't you open the door yesterday." The aunt who often came to buy tofu smiled and said.

"Just for a trip."

"Okay, young people just need to go out for a walk more, otherwise when we are old, we won't be able to walk if we want to." The aunt said earnestly, her tone full of enthusiasm.

"Yeah." Mei also nodded slightly, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "I still need to see more things, more things that I have never experienced before."

This trip to Woye didn't affect her real life, so it was just a trip.

Although I saw the ancient existence of the past era, it was only a little... relieved.

After all, I am in a new era.

There is no need to deliberately look for the reverberation of the old era.

After returning to Taixu Temple, Li Wei also continued his practice life of teasing tigers, walking dogs, and feeding chickens from time to time.

Simple, plain and boring.

As for the matter of Qing Zu's prohibition law, Li Wei is too lazy to think about it now. If he really did it by himself, there must be a legitimate reason.

Then let your future self figure it out.

As you are now, just enjoy the current practice life.

Enjoy it, enjoy it quietly and at ease.

Chapter 172

My name is Zhang Feng, I am 20 years old, and I am a refugee from an Internet cafe.

Day after day, I was doing daily closing.

The end of the day is a day of work and a day of play. The daily meal is steamed buns, lunch bags, and a bottle of water. It is a happy day.

When do the daily closing of the factory, if you add some meal supplements, then you can go to the Shaxian Hotel to have a good meal, and the chicken legs and rice will go away.

The life is still moist - yes, it is moist.

Perhaps many people find it unbelievable, why does he still feel that he is alive after being like this?

This is already the lowest, living standard.

Whenever someone asks about Zhang Feng... For example, the owner of the Kehui Internet Cafe asks him why a young man with sound limbs wants to be an Internet cafe refugee?

Although he contributed the internet fee to him, the boss said that he still didn't want such a young child to sink into the internet cafe and be unable to extricate himself.

At this time, Zhang Feng just paused and said.

"Boss, you are a good man."

"But compared to the status quo, I would rather not go back to the old days."

Zhang Feng continued to live in the Internet cafe, living day after day, meal after meal.

Then one day, someone recognized him in an Internet cafe.

Zhang Feng?Isn't this the very popular Go boy at that time?The parents also wrote a book about the chicken baby's experience.

At that time, when many parents read this book, they used this method to motivate their children, and it was regarded as the bible in the education field.

Zhang Feng quickly covered his face, and quickly said no, he is not some kind of genius Go boy.

The other party also quickly said that he had identified the wrong person - after all, the king of scrolls back then, he should be somewhere glamorous now, not here.

Zhang Feng also hurriedly smiled apologetically, then got off the plane silently, packed his clothes and saluted, and prepared to go to the next city, the next city where no one knew him.

"Go boy?" Zhang Feng laughed at himself and said, "It's just a waste whose life has been ruined."

Indeed, the Go boy was talking about him, and his parents did cultivate his Go skills from the moment he walked.

Before the age of 8, he was indeed glorious, with numerous awards.

However, the result is that he can do nothing but play Go.

After he was 8 years old, his parents took him to visit a famous teacher with a boy named Ke Jie.

As a result, Ke Jie was admitted as a student successfully, but he was considered to have no talent, so he was not admitted. In fact, what the teacher said was right, Zhang Feng was indeed not a Go material.

Before the age of eight, relying on the proficiency fed out, he was able to barely fight, but the bigger the advantage, the less obvious he was, and he could only become an amateur chess player in the end.

The parents didn't want their child to become an 'amateur', so they forced him to practice chess even harder. 8 hours a day failed to make 10 hours a day. Finally, one day, Zhang Feng couldn't bear it anymore. He broke down and degenerated. He ran away The family has become the source of the Internet cafe god, and now Zhang Feng's parents don't know where he is.

He played computer like crazy, as if he wanted to regain the lost time by playing games and surfing the Internet.

In fact, the reason why Zhang Feng himself avoids people who recognize him is because he is afraid that his parents will find him again, that's all, not because he is afraid of embarrassment.

"Hey, where should I go in the next city? Let's go to Guancheng. It seems to be okay. The Internet cafe has a good atmosphere..."

Afterwards, Zhang Feng found an Internet cafe to surf the Internet, and as usual, occasionally, he would browse the Go website and Go forum.

Whether he likes it or not, Go is his only thing that can make others recognize him.

Zhang Feng saw a post.

The post said, play chess with him.

Winner, take everything, loser, lose everything.

When he saw this post, he couldn't move his eyes away.

"Maybe, this is human beings."

Zhang Feng, so self-deprecating.

...

Li Wei was lying on the bluestone at the door, with the sun shining on his face, everything slowed down.

This is Li Wei's favorite rhythm of life, everything becomes soothing and leisurely.

Wearing sunglasses, a glass of cold cola, and then served with tofu flower, some salt-baked peanuts, scratching the day.

After returning, Li Wei asked Wang Haiqiang if there were any strange things happening around here recently.

Wang Haiqiang said that at present, there are some, but most of them have been perfectly solved by the ninth division.

Now the ninth department is already a little bit on the right track, and the inside is expanding and developing. This response department secretly established by the state is regulating at a rapid speed.

Then Li Wei said, okay.

Hang up.