[Liao Zhai] White Tiger

Xuan Yi, a mysterious turtle born in the northern sea, also known as Yuan Gui, was also the number one younger brother who once followed Xuan Qing.

In a battle that year, Xuan Qing lost her turtle shell and had to fall into a deep sleep, so she felt that there was no fun in the world, or maybe Xuan Yi, who sensed the oppression of heaven, simply found a deep pit and buried herself in it.

Before he fell asleep, he placed a big stone directly above him, and told his men that as long as the stone was broken, he would be awakened, but they should not disturb him unless it was absolutely necessary.

They definitely wouldn't want to challenge the low-pressure Demon King Turtle's wake-up energy.

And this stone that Xuan Yi grabbed casually is the purpose of Gu Yi's trip, to ask about the soul stone.

Maybe it's because Xuan Yi's appearance of being woken up is too terrifying, or maybe it's because of the rise of the human race and the decline of the monster race. He lived in seclusion, so that after so long, no one thought of waking him up.

Unexpectedly, the soul-questioning stone was smashed into pieces by Luo Yuan, who lost his mind by accident, and it was considered a mistake.

Strictly speaking, Xuangui belongs to a kind of water turtle. The true energy he exhaled can be transformed into divine water, which gradually formed the huge mirror lake. The reason why the lake water is extraordinarily heavy is because it carried too much of his spiritual energy. , so thick that it almost melted into substance.

Now after Xuan Yi left, the aura in the lake would be maintained at a fixed amount, and would not continue to grow. As long as it was not overused, it would not be exhausted too quickly, and it could last for a long, long time.

The owner of Hibiscus City claims to be the strongest, but in fact it is also because he practices by the lake every day.

The lake water of Jinghu watered and nourished one side of the land, and finally broke away from the original shackles, forming a fairyland, and gave birth to countless creatures, which together constitute the current Furong City.

It was created unconsciously by Xuan Yi, the sleeping creator god, and it was breathed out by the other party's breath, forming a stable cycle.

Soon, they arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

The panicked city lord opened the entire city lord's mansion, and naturally gave up control, and handed it to Master Yuanshen, allowing them to choose a place they like to rest, so cautious, for fear of making any mistakes and angering the gods.

Under Xuan Yi's signal, the city lord left with all his subordinates and gave them the main hall.

Xuan Yi looked at his boss who was still a little excited, with tears in his eyes flickering, he whimpered and howled: "Boss, you were injured so badly at that time, I thought you were going to die! It's great that you are fine now Yes, woo woo woo..."

Xuan Qing: "..."

Suppressing the throbbing veins on his forehead, Xuan Qing picked up an orange on the table and stuffed it into the other party's weeping mouth.

The weeping Bao Xuan sniffed, picked out the orange that was covered with his own saliva from his mouth, peeled it silently, and then threw the whole one into his mouth.

While chewing, he complained: "Boss, you are still as rude as before. Good brothers reunited after a long absence, can't you be a little more kind? With such a frigidity, you won't be able to find a Taoist companion in the future, ah, blah, blah, blah..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly frowned and spat out the orange in his mouth.

"What kind of rotten fruit is this? It has no aura at all. He entertained us with such a poor thing. Was the city lord expressing his dissatisfaction just now?!"

Xuan Qing calmly sipped her tea, skillfully took out a few dishes of refreshments from her storage ring and placed them in front of Bai Jingyang, and took out three blue-colored fruits rich in aura.

While helping to peel the skin, he gloated and said, "How can you ruin other people's intentions? This is a sacrifice that your people offered to Master Yuanshen."

Xuan Yi's fair and tender round face suddenly wrinkled into a ball, his eyes were full of disgust.

"Today is different from the past. Now that there is a lack of aura, if you go to the outside world, any fruit with aura is a treasure that countless people are vying for. It has to be used to refine medicine and alchemy. How can you be willing to waste it as a snack for you? "

Xuan Yi: "..." Then tell me, boss, what are you doing now?

Peel the spirit fruit for this kid in white clothes to eat, and peel three more! !

How precious is it? !

So, boss, you are actually possessed by some strange thing, right? !

Xuan Yi complained frantically in his heart.

Facing the gloomy Xuan Yi, Bai Jingyang smiled, stretched out his hand to take the fruit that Xuan Qing handed over, gnawed it obediently, and at the same time looked at him with great interest, he was full of curiosity about Xuan Qing's younger brother.

Sensing Bai Jingyang's gaze, Xuan Yi also raised his head to look at him. There were so many people just now, except Xuan Qing, he didn't look directly at anyone.

But after looking at it, he almost jumped up in shock.

"Are you a white tiger?!"

As he said that, Xuan Yi's eyes looked back and forth between Bai Jingyang and Xuan Qing in surprise.

Bai Jingyang didn't understand, so he nodded: "Is there any question?"

Xuan Qing calmly poured dirty water on his younger brother: "It's okay, he is often so startled, not like a tortoise, but like a rabbit."

Xuan Yi suddenly revealed a disgusted face: "Boss, you are too much, you actually said that I look like that kind of fluffy thing."

"By the way, have you noticed anything special about him?" Xuan Qing pointed at Gu Yi and continued to change the subject.

Xuan Yi cast his eyes on Gu Yi suspiciously. If the boss hadn't proposed it, he would never have paid attention to such a weak guy, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that the other party was a bit special, it seemed...

"Who is your mother?" Xuan Yi asked suddenly.

Gu Yi scratched his head: "I am an orphan, adopted by Master since I was a child, and I have never met my parents."

"Could it be grandma, great-grandmother...?" Xuan Yi frowned, thinking hard.

Xuanqing was speechless: "Need I remind you, how many years have passed now? How many of your concubines can live as long as Xuangui?"

"That's right." Xuan Yi showed a dazed look, and then murmured, "Although the blood is a little thinner, they are indeed my descendants."

Different from Xuan Yi's cute and tender little round face, he is essentially a playboy, flirting with cats and dogs everywhere, never suppressing his desire.

Back then, there were dozens or even hundreds of people who had sex with him instead of three thousand in the harem.

What is even more surprising is that Xuan Yi obviously has a small and fresh face, but his actions are quite serious, and he is not taboo about meat and vegetables. Almost any ethnic group dares to try it. People like the Lich Race and the Human Race are considered ordinary. He also has the courage to challenge himself, such as going to some deep-sea giant monsters that have no form, such as those with tentacles and suckers all over their bodies, those with fish heads and human bodies, those with seven or eight heads and a hundred arms.

When the desire comes, it is as long as it is, and if there are no living things around, you can make do with a tree hole or a stone hole.

He has done legendary deeds such as, after a burst of essence is released, the dead tree can be rejuvenated, the stone can become pregnant, etc.

It has to be said that in this regard, he is quite a tough and admirable figure from the bottom of my heart.

Therefore, Xuan Yi left many descendants, which have continued to this day, and those who are as thin as Gu Yi are considered relatively close blood.

As for Luo Yuan's bloodline, although it also has the bloodline of Xuangui, it has nothing to do with Xuanyi.

Because the black tortoise is different from the uniqueness of the four spirit holy beasts, they were a large group before the Lich Tribulation, with many brothers, sisters and compatriots. Even if they don't live as long as him, it is not enough to leave some descendants with thin blood in the human race strange.

Xuan Yi looked at Gu Yi critically, and said with disgust: "As my descendant, you can't even change back to your original form, you are too weak."

Gu Yi: "..." There is a lot of information, and I haven't received it all yet.

Faced with the disgust of the little round-faced ancestor, what else can he do other than I'm really sorry for embarrassing you?

After some chatting, Gu Yi discovered to his surprise that the other party was not only his own ancestor, but also the founder of the sect.

? ! ! ! ! ! ! !

A row of exclamation marks is not enough to express Gu Yi's inner shock.

Back then, the sect established by Xuan Yi on a whim was not called Tiangang Dao Sect, but he casually called it Xuan Yi Sect. Later, he found a son to succeed him, and he chose to sleep before changing the name.

Then, this sect miraculously survived and has continued to this day.

In order to respect him as the founder of the mountain, if he wants to succeed as the head, he must follow two rules. One is to have the blood of Xuangui, and then be recognized by Tiangang Mirror, and the other is to change his name to X One.

Therefore, before Gu Yi was called the heir to the sect, the others were not called Gu Yi, and the Dao name should be Luo Gu.

"........."

Xuan Yi picked on Gu Yi bitterly, looking like he wanted to help him train and reform, he heard the hail god next to him feel cold all over his body, and kept sending them out as if he didn't want money.

The sky above Furong City has been covered with hail for a long time.

Faced with such a blunt and undisguised provocation, Xuan Yi naturally accepted it immediately, and turned his head to look at it. It was just a small god who could make hailstones, and immediately stared back not to be outdone.

It's just a chicken that is a little stronger than a weak chicken, and it still poses no threat to us carnivores, okay?

Gu Yi, who watched the two exchange eyes, hesitated for a moment, and asked a question that had concerned him for a long time.

"Old, Patriarch? I don't know, is the soul stone still there?"

Xuan Yi who was interrupted stopped to confront Li Quan's mentally handicapped stare, took out his pocket, and found a round stone that was broken into two halves, this is the shrunken appearance of the boulder just now.

Every piece of asking soul stone is naturally conceived by gathering the aura of heaven and earth. When it is broken in two, it naturally loses the power to communicate with the dead and can no longer be used.

Seeing the obvious disappointment on Gu Yi's face, Xuan Yi, who has dual identities as an ancestor and a master, is inevitably a little helpless.

The Soul Asking Stone was a stone that could be picked up on the side of the road in the prehistoric period, but now it has become a very rare treasure. Even if he wanted to get a new one to appease future generations, he couldn't find it for a while.