Assisting the male protagonist to become a god: The first spiritualist

Fu Sheng pulled Yan Su towards the back mountain and walked for a long time. Only when there was silence all around and no one was around did Fu Sheng stop.

"Master Fang Yun told me today that the poison in your body is most likely caused by the blood of the Snow Tiger." Fu Sheng said.

Yan Su did not say anything after hearing this, waiting for Fu Sheng to continue.

Fu Sheng relayed to Yan Su what Master Fang Yun had said to her. After that, Fu Sheng said, "When you were in Xianfu Town, you killed Ye Xuanlin's white tiger. That white tiger should be the Snow Region Tiger. You got its blood on you, so you got poisoned. If you want to detoxify, you need the fangs of that white tiger."

Hearing Fu Sheng's words, Yan Su's eyes moved, and he said: "But the white tiger is already dead, and it has no teeth anymore."

At that time, the white tiger was hit hard by Yan Su's powerful attack, and its flesh and bones flew everywhere. The whole tiger was blown to pieces, and no teeth were left. Even if there were any, no one knew where they were.

Fu Sheng was present at the time, so he naturally knew about it. After hearing Yan Su's words, Fu Sheng was silent for a while, as if he had made up his mind. He looked up at Yan Su and said with a smile: "Aren't you always curious about how I can suddenly get something?"

Yan Su understood the implication of Fu Sheng's words and couldn't help but said, "You..."

"Soon, you will know what my abilities are." Fu Sheng interrupted him.

She summoned a strange fire and formed a large circle around them. With the light of the fire, her vision became brighter.

Afterwards, Fu Sheng picked up a branch from the ground, and under Yan Su's gaze, he squatted on the ground and started drawing.

Fu Sheng looked serious as he tried hard to recall the appearance in his memory. His hands drew the lines stroke by stroke without pause.

Time passed bit by bit, Yan Su watched Fu Sheng's movements intently, the light of the strange fire reflected in his eyes, and at the same time, it also illuminated the picture that Fu Sheng drew on the ground -

A tiger that looked exactly like the Snow Fang that Ye Xuanlin had had was gradually taking shape on the ground.

This was the first time Yan Su saw Fu Sheng painting. He felt that Fu Sheng was completely different from her usual playful and casual self. The branches in her hands were like the finest ink pens, and the earth had become the best natural painting.

Fu Sheng's forehead was covered with sweat without her knowing when. She looked focused, and when the last stroke was about to be completed, she looked up at Yan Su and said, "Are you ready?"

Yan Su and Fu Sheng looked at each other. He didn't know what would happen next, but he had a vague guess in his heart.

Although this speculation is incredible.

From Yan Su's expression, Fu Sheng knew that as smart as he was, he probably already had an idea, so he stopped talking nonsense and lowered his eyes to put the last stroke on the paper.

And with Fu Sheng's last stroke, a complete, lifelike tiger finally took shape.

Domineering and majestic, beautiful and dangerous, it is obviously just a painting, but it is extremely real.

Before Yan Su had the chance to praise Fu Sheng's painting skills, the scene before him made him open his eyes slightly wide.

There were ripples on the ground, and at that moment, Yan Su seemed to feel the distortion of time and space. Then, the tiger originally painted on the ground slowly emerged from the ground.

First the head, then the torso, and finally the limbs.

Eventually, everything emerged from the ground.

Even though he was mentally prepared, Yan Su's pupils still shrank slightly and he was shocked beyond words.

"Quick, catch it!" Fu Sheng shouted.

The tiger's roar was deafening. The white tiger was so majestic that the dust waves it raised were so heavy that Fu Sheng couldn't open his eyes.

It was surrounded by the strange fire and couldn't escape. It could only stare at Fu Sheng and Yan Su with a fierce look.

Whether it is appearance, expression, or strength, it is exactly the same as Ye Xuanlin's Snow Fang!

Yan Su suppressed the turmoil in his heart and took action immediately after hearing Fu Sheng's words.

Xueya's strength is comparable to that of an early stage spirit transformation. Fu Sheng's mental strength was greatly depleted when she drew it. She hid aside and said, "Don't kill it. I want to contract it!"

Yan Su originally intended to kill, but upon hearing this, he immediately changed his attack tactics, and used his subordinates' spiritual energy mainly to suppress.

After a few moves, the spiritual energy of Yan Su's men transformed into several arrows, which rained down from the sky, and each arrow pierced the white tiger.

Finally, the white tiger let out a long roar towards the sky and was nailed to the ground.

The arrow transformed from spiritual energy had not yet disappeared. Seeing that Baihu was unable to move, Fu Sheng immediately approached, squeezed out a drop of blood from his fingertips, and quickly dripped it on Baihu's brow.

Feeling the connection coming from the sea of ​​consciousness, Fu Sheng couldn't help but say to Yan Su: "Okay."

Hearing this, Yan Su took back his spiritual energy.

Sensing that it was under Fu Sheng's contract, the white tiger put away its ferocious face, retracted its claws and fangs, and crawled on the ground obediently.

Fu Sheng walked over and patted its head. At this time, an ant crawled out from Fu Sheng's sleeve and fell to the ground.

The Schnauzer changed back to its original form, and its dog face looked a little angry: "Master, why are you still contracting other beasts?"

Fu Sheng said: "What else? What's the point of having a weakling like you?"

This white tiger has taken her so long to draw and has consumed so much of her mental energy. Shouldn't she make full use of it and turn it into her fighting power?

"I..." Schnauzer said unconvincedly, "How can I be a worthless fighter? I am much more capable than this stupid tiger!"

As if realizing that the Schnauzer was scolding it, the white tiger opened its bloody mouth and roared fiercely at it as soon as the Schnauzer finished speaking.

The Schnauzer was blown backwards by the tiger's roar, and was only able to stop when Yan Su used his spiritual power to hold it down.

Seeing this, Fu Sheng touched the white tiger's head again to comfort it, and then comforted the Schnauzer: "You two are different species. You are a precious beast, why are you fighting with it, a spiritual beast?"

The Schnauzer understood the power of the white tiger and was very scared. He didn't dare to say anything to provoke it. After hearing Fu Sheng's words, he felt relieved. He just snorted and said reluctantly, "Okay..."

"I'll give you a name." Fu Sheng said to Baihu. In fact, she thought that Ye Xuanlin's name Xue Ya was quite nice, but she would definitely not give Baihu this name. After thinking about it, her eyes lit up and she said, "Why not call him Xue Na Ling!"

Although Baihu could not speak, he was very human. When he heard Fu Sheng's words, he nodded, obviously very satisfied.

But when Schnauzer heard the name, he felt even more upset and angrily retorted, "No!"

But Fu Sheng ignored it and whispered to the white tiger: "Xue Naling, do the master a favor and give me one of your teeth, okay?"

Teeth are the most important weapon for a tiger, but Xue Naling was extremely well-behaved. Facing Fu Sheng’s request, he did not hesitate at all and immediately opened his mouth.