My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

Sitting on the bullet train to Wangyan Terrace, Yunhong felt a little lost:

The guardian despises the slowness of human transportation, so he took the first step and left.

Hey, when can I fly?

Yunhong scratched his head countless times.

According to Ange, after officially entering the foundation building stage, the immortal cultivator will master the power to manipulate magic weapons.

But the problem is:

He has no magic weapon!

Immortal cultivators in the age of aura decay are miserable!

What do you want!

Forget it, it's useless to think too much.

Yunhong took out a stack of A4 papers from his bag and began to draw symbols.

Uncle Xu Er originally wanted to send a car to pick up Yunhong, but the latter thought it was too troublesome, so he accepted the other party's suggestion to reimburse the round-trip expenses, and boldly booked a business seat.

There are only five seats in the business-class car here, and the seats are not full. The degree of freedom is very high, and no one is watching when you do something.

The high-grade yellow paper that is highly respected in the industry is very expensive. Yunhong doesn't know how other colleagues are, but for him, this stuff has no blessing effect.

So he simply bought five packs of A4 paper while a certain treasure was holding an event, and dozens of wallets were mailed home, a really cheap bowl.

There are 500 sheets per pack, and each sheet can cut 4 spells, which is enough for him to use forever.

Along the way, Yunhong spent most of his time drawing paper talismans, occasionally during intermissions, he would also use the opportunity of moving his neck to make void talismans.

This thing looks very cool and handsome, but it has a fatal flaw:

It cannot be moved, and it must be used immediately after drawing, otherwise it will easily become a living target.

However, there is no pure gold, only 0 raw materials, ignoring the environment and inexhaustible special attributes are enough to stand out from the crowd.

It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Tongguan said before that spells are also a hot item in the circle, and he wants to make some extra money.

When the station was approaching, the staff came to remind me specially.

Yunhong packed his backpack, thought for a while, and asked in the small group: "What is the market price of the spirit-filled talisman now?"

Tongguan, a professional fishing player, replied in seconds, "Do you want to buy it? The specific price is uncertain, but it will be around 4000 yuan in a year or two."

This kid sucks wherever he goes, does he need that stuff?

Yun Hong, a member of the poor team, was ecstatic, "So expensive?"

He recalled the number of sheets he had used before, and his heart was like a knife.

Splurging money like water, are you talking about me?

Looking at the backpack full of A4 papers, I was ecstatic.

The walking money printing machine is talking about me, right?

Tongguan said: "It's not too expensive. These are basic runes. Orthodox Taoist monks can basically draw them, so they are so cheap. Like thunder talismans and flame talismans, don't even think about it without a small six-figure number."

Cultivation is a typical high-input and high-return occupation, and it is almost impossible to move forward without a family background.

That's why I say that in their business, money is not a problem.

But without money, the problem is big.

As the saying goes, "Cultivation is poor for three generations, and cultivation of immortals ruins one's life."

Either they are extremely rich, or they can make a lot of money, or they are scumbags.

More expensive?

six figures?

Yunhong hurriedly took notes.

Write it down, write it down, this is the wealth code!

Tongguan called him directly, "In fact, in your situation, there is no need to use this."

Yunhong said shyly, "I won't buy it."

Tongguan: "Then you?"

"I sell."

Tongguan: "..."

Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, the poor way wants to swear.

You kid just took back the textbook for a few days, so you can draw?

The other end of the phone was silent for a long time before hearing Tongguan's complicated tone: "Today's price is 3600 a piece, if you trust me, I will pay for you."

Yunhong made a fool of himself, "My spirit-filling talisman is different from ordinary ones."

The same silence reappeared, "Do you know that you are very like a pyramid scheme?"

When the bullet train arrived at the station, Yunhong got out of the car and laughed loudly, "I've been at Wangyan Terrace for the past two days, and we will meet and discuss in detail."

"Are you here to play? Is there a place to live? Why don't you just come to live in Ziyun Cave," Tongguan replied, "I just want to tell you about your internal vision problem."

He wanted to see what was the difference.

Yunhong readily agreed, and was going to go to the Spirit Gathering Formation in a fair and bright manner.

If you can, it's best to look at how the predecessors drew.

Ange still disappeared when he got into the car sent by Uncle Xu Er to pick him up.

Yunhong couldn't help but looked around again and again.

Before setting off, Ange said that no one has to wait for anyone after arriving, and it will follow the smell to find it.

But the flying speed of the big demon is much faster than that of the moving car, so it stands to reason that it should have arrived long ago.

Where did it go?

The driver who was sent by Uncle Xu Er was the usual driver. Before coming here, he had given him thousands of warnings, saying that this young man, despite his youthful appearance, was a truly promising master.

So the driver is very respectful.

Seeing that Yunhong didn't get into the car for a long time, the driver also followed him and looked around, but he didn't see a single hair.

"Master Dao, are you waiting for someone?"

I wait for the wolf.

Yunhong shook his head, "Forget it, let's go."

The station was crowded with people, it is estimated that the white wolf would not like to come.

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In the extreme north, the sky is covered with ice and snow, and there are endless snow-capped mountains in all directions.

The biting cold wind rolled the snowflakes, connecting the world into a vast expanse of whiteness.

Except for white, there is almost no second color to be seen here.

Even the occasional black, steely ridges that are exposed have become precious.

The gigantic snow wolf was flying across the vast ice field wrapped in the wind and snow, and the majestic monster power was continuously emitted from it. Wherever it went, the weak creatures were all trembling.

This is a place where strength is respected, and there is the most primitive power worship.

After running for an unknown amount of time, the white wolf finally came to a snow cave at the foot of the mountain.

It has been away for many years, but the strong evil spirit persists for a long time, and the ghosts and monsters dare not approach it at all.

It is the uncrowned king of this area.

The white wolf lowered his head and sniffed the ice, the white steam from his mouth and nose condensed instantly, his beard and eyelashes were covered with frost.

After selecting the location, it clawed down, and fine and dense cracks appeared on the originally solid ice wall, and ethereal cracking sounds sounded one after another. The next moment, the ice wall turned into thousands of ice blocks and collapsed.

The white wolf shook off the snow and ice that fell on his body, and his figure shrank accordingly, and he burrowed into the hole unimpeded.

About half an hour later, the white wolf came out with a few things in its mouth, pulled them a few more times, buried the entrance of the snow cave, turned around and ran away.

The further south you go, the weaker the chill in the air, and the field of vision is no longer white. On the bottom of the snow, you can faintly see weak yellow-green grass roots.

What tenacious vitality.

The moment he stepped on the frozen ground, the white wolf sensed another huge monster power.

It raised its head to the sky and let out a long beast cry.

For thousands of years, spiritual power has been exhausted, human beings have continued to expand, and the era when the big monsters occupy one place and do not contact each other has passed, and contact has become inevitable.

This is an unwritten rule among the big demons, if there is an urgent matter, they can use the road to pass.

But the other party doesn't seem to accept it.

A manic bear roar came, and the wave of demon power also approached sharply.

coming!

It was a Siberian bear demon, because it couldn't absorb enough aura and food for several days, the whole bear was very irritable.

fight!

Want to fight!

Anyone who breaks in is the enemy!

The huge Siberian bear rushed towards it, shaking the ground slightly, like an out-of-control tank.

It rampaged all the way, and all the big and small trees it encountered on the way suffered, and all of them were broken by the middle.

"Intruder!"

It stood up and roared at the white wolf in mid-air, spraying out the stench of saliva all over the ground.

Before the white wolf could respond, the giant bear stomped on the ground with its thick and powerful hind legs, the unsupported ground split open like a spider's web, and the whole bear jumped up like a cannonball, heading straight for the white wolf.

The white wolf didn't dodge or dodge, bared its fangs and charged forward.

There is no peace talks between the big monsters, it only depends on the strength!

After a while, the two sides slammed into each other, and a sound wave exploded from midair, blowing away all the wind, snow and wood debris in the area, forming a vacuum in a short time.

Neither of the two ferocious beasts used their demonic power, they only relied on their absolute strength to fight in the most primitive way, biting from mid-air to the ground all the way.

Soon, the vast snow field was dyed red, and countless birds and beasts hidden in the snow forest fled in panic...