The heavens start from Maoshan

"Don't make trouble, it's really delicious." The little tiger said with a mouthful of greasy food, "Let me eat more, I've lost weight recently."

Thin?

Are your clothes thinner?

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

speak up.

After consciously awakening his blood, the little tiger's appetite began to skyrocket.

Fortunately, the family of Hushan Temple has a great career, otherwise it would be the words of Patriarch Bodhi: "Where you come from, you can go there..."

"Although the white tiger is not gluttonous, it is also a member of the beasts. It has its own way to efficiently convert food into energy. This kind of utilization rate is indeed beyond the reach of human beings."

Zhang Heng watched the cub feasting.

of course.

Divine beasts have the advantages of divine beasts, and human races have the advantages of human races.

In all fairness.

The effect of swallowing the elixir is better than that of ingredients, but it tastes worse.

For example, little tigers don't like to take pills.

Eating that thing is like taking medicine, twisting your buttocks and hiding behind.

perhaps.

Children don't like to take medicine, even though this is a tiger baby.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng couldn't help stroking the little tiger's fur.

In fact, the little tiger is also good.

She doesn't have the temper of a bear child, and she is very well-behaved.

Only two hobbies.

One is to play and the other is to eat.

It's just a headache that the little guy doesn't have enough to play with.

If Zhang Heng played with it, it could bounce around all day, and at night it would be as tired as a dead dog, unable to wake up even barking.

Eating too.

There is no word full in my stomach, and those who don't know think they have been abused by him.

Think of this.

Zhang Heng took another look at Yuanmo Patriarch, who was reduced to a ghost, and showed himself as a housekeeper, responsible for serving the little tiger.

Really good magic.

When the Yuanmo Patriarch was alive, he basically touched the threshold of the Celestial Immortal.

Now it has become the spirit of ghosts.

Although the strength has declined, it still has the strength of ordinary earth immortals.

Moreover, the ghost is born attached to the little tiger.

The little tiger's strength is still low, and he hasn't even reached the real immortal. If he is more diligent in the future and his supernatural powers are fed back, the ancestor Yuanmo will become stronger.

When will it become a fairy.

Then Zhang Heng will take the initiative to kill some evil immortal-level old monsters, and let him rule them to form the Big Dipper Zhoutian Formation.

At that time, the white tiger beast of the fairy level, plus 360 five ghost guards of the fairy level...

hiss.

Invincible in the fairyland, Luo Tian lowered his eyebrows when he saw me.

I am Hengmiao Peak of Maoshan Mountain, the number one general under the Immortal Master, the White Tiger Spirit Officer...

It's quite emotional to think about.

"The little mountain god is so beautiful, and his fur is so white, if only I could touch it."

"Don't dream, you're just a little frog. Instead of thinking about it, it's easier to think about swan meat."

"That's right, but Lord Xiaoshanshen is so good at eating. Eating meat is like drinking soup. Take a sip, and you will eat a plate of elbows. The starving ghosts who came last time didn't have such a big appetite."

corner of the wall.

side of the stairs.

A group of small frogs were hiding behind the bunker, poking their heads, watching the little tiger wolfing down.

"Master Xiao Shanshen is good-looking, but he is a little too young. He is still a child who hasn't grown up?"

A red frog was slightly puzzled: "How can such a small mountain god rule over such a large territory as the Hushan Region, and there are millions of monsters?"

Hear this.

Zhang Heng looked over.

With a slight smile, he raised his hand and threw out a handful of golden melon seeds.

"It's gold!"

The golden melon seeds fell on the ground, bouncing happily, emitting crisp sounds and dazzling flashes.

"It's gold!"

The little frogs swarmed up, you pushed me, I kicked you, arguing: "Don't grab it, this is a gift from Miaozhu Lord."

"Hey young..."

a bad one.

The red frog was kicked out of the scrambling flock.

It rolled in embarrassment and didn't stop until it hit the corner of the wall.

About to get angry.

In the eyes, there is a golden melon seed under the foot.

Leaning forward, protecting the golden melon seeds in his arms, the red frog hurriedly looked to both sides.

Seeing that no other little frogs noticed him, he quickly put the golden melon seeds in his arms, thinking happily: "I see, Lord Miao Zhu is really too generous."

"Don't be lazy!"

Don't wait for Red Frog to think again.

Hearing the noise from above, Mr. Crab, who had just returned from urging the dishes to be served, appeared on the stage waving two pairs of crab claws: "Hurry up and serve the dishes. After a while, Master Hushan will not be happy with the food, and I will eat all of you." Stir-fry it, and give the mountain god an extra meal."

quack quack...

The frogs were scared out of their wits one by one.

Jumping, jumping, holding the golden melon seeds they picked up, they went to work with one brain.

"Miao Zhu Ye..."

Blast away a bunch of unsightly people.

Mr. Crab stepped forward with a flattering face: "Why don't you eat some, isn't it to your liking?"

Zhang Heng shook his head slightly.

A table of big fish and meat is just right for the little tiger, but it is too boring for him.

The breath eater is immortal, and he does not need to eat.

Eating is also refreshment, spiritual fruit, fairy brew and the like, how can I hold a pig's elbow and gnaw on it.

"Play music and dance."

Zhang Heng shook his head and remained silent.

Fearing that he would not take good care of Mr. Crab, he hurriedly invited the band in.

into the eye.

A group of blind bears played the erhu, and demons and ghosts danced wildly.

Ok.

There is a generation gap.

Nor is it aesthetically pleasing.

"boss..."

Time flies.

The feast lasts from noon to evening.

Just when the little frog was exhausted for a few batches, and Zhang Heng was wondering if he should grab the little tiger and go back, a strange snake with three heads came rushing in: "No, it's not good."

Quiet.

The music stopped instantly, and all the monsters looked up.

I want to see who is not afraid of death.

Well...

The three-headed basilisk froze for a moment.

Seeing the mountain god grandma who stopped eating and looked at her with a question mark on her face, she squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Cha, Cha..."

Continue to eat.

The little tiger's face is full of satisfaction, today is the best time it has ever eaten.

"what happened?"

Zhang Heng asked calmly.

"What are you doing in a daze, Master Miao Zhu called you."

Mr. Crab took a step back, behind the three-headed basilisk, which was very meaningless.

more than this.

In the end, he was still worried, and pushed the three-headed snake from behind, as if to say: "Go quickly."

"me..."

The three-headed snake swallowed and spit.

Because of fear, two of the three heads hid behind them, and the one in the middle was in a dazed state.

"Don't be afraid..."

Zhang Heng waved his hand and said to Yuanmo Patriarch, "Pour him a cup of tea to moisten his throat."

Gududu.

A cup of tea is worth three heads.

After each of them drank a little, the three-headed basilisk finally calmed down a bit, and said timidly, "I, we caught a human who sneaked in."

"Humanity?"

Zhang Heng was a little speechless: "Although this is a demon town located in the depths of the Tiger Mountain region, there are so many people from the Medicine Gang going into the mountain to collect herbs, and occasionally some get separated, so it's not uncommon for people to come here."

"No, it's not."

The three-headed basilisk hurriedly replied: "That man has a concealment talisman, a magic-breaking blade, and stabbed a demon who was chasing him. The little demon doubts, doubts..."

Looking at Zhang Heng's increasingly impatient expression.

The three-headed snake bit the bullet and shouted: "The little demon suspects that he is a member of the Demon Elimination Association."

"Exorcism Society?"

Zhang Heng frowned slightly.