My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

Yunhong suddenly opened his eyes.

There was a burning pain in his throat, and he coughed violently while covering his neck, forcing out tears.

Has the rain stopped?

No, it's a different place.

The warm winter sun shines in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing the white ward into a beautiful orange-red.

The fine dust in the air swims in the beam of light, like elves and fish.

Hospital?

By the way, what about the white beast?

I didn't die in the hands of the dragon beast, but was almost strangled to death by it!

Yun Hong, who was secretly slandering him, suddenly felt something wrong in his hand, and looked down, and found a bunch of white hairs in his palm.

Where did it come from?

He subconsciously twirled it, and it was delicate, soft, lustrous and lustrous, like a silk thread drawn from fine nephrite jade, it could be directly used as a shampoo advertisement.

He had never seen such a beautiful fur!

Uh... a bit familiar.

Yunhong recalled for a while, and finally pulled out a fragment from the chaotic memory:

When he was strangled by the throat of fate, he struggled desperately, as if trying to grab something from the opponent's head...

"Yo~ woke up?"

When Yunhong looked up, he found that there was still a person sitting on the sofa at the end of the bed: wearing a single bun, wearing Taoist robes, and unshaven. He was the temple owner of Ziyun Cave in the suburb of Wangyantai, the capital city, Tongguan.

Yunhong wanted to sit up, but his whole body was as soft as noodles, as if he had just run [-] meters after being pressed on the head, so he had to throw himself back under the covers.

"why you?"

His voice was as hoarse as a broken gong.

Last night it was strangled so hard that it may have hurt my vocal cords.

Tongguan was finely peeling an apple in his hand. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes and laughed again.

"I told you a long time ago, we are destined!"

Yunhong: "..."

I don't want it, thanks.

He used to look inside the dantian, and found that it was empty, like a dry embankment.

The once dense sea of ​​Qi disappeared, and tiny cracks appeared on the inner walls of the tendons, leaving only a few pitiful strands of spiritual power, slowly recovering.

And every time the spiritual power moves a little bit, from the tendons to the dantian, there will be fine and dense pains from all places, as if soaking in hydrogen peroxide all over the body is so sour.

This is the source of his weakness at this time.

Cultivation is like exercise, you can't relax if you relax, but if you practice too much in one breath, it is easy to cause irreversible damage.

He secretly sighed, the attack last night was powerful, but the after-effects were too serious, so it is better to use it with caution in the future.

Tongguan swiftly split the peeled apple in half, removed the core, and divided it into quarters.

The sharp blade cut through the flesh, and fine mist sprayed out.

Then I ate it with a click.

Yunhong: "???"

Isn't that a condolence item for the sick?

Tong Guan followed his gaze, lowered his head, blinked, and suddenly realized:

"Do you want to eat? Oh, tell me sooner! If you want to eat but don't tell me, how do I know you want to eat?"

When he said this, he was still desperately stuffing it into his mouth.

This man is so noisy!

Yunhong felt as if eighteen ducks had been stuffed into his brain, squawking non-stop, almost exploding.

After Tongguan ate a whole apple, he let out a satisfied breath.

"Let me re-introduce myself, Tongguan, Pindao, the current temple owner of Ziyun Cave, and also the leader of Group D of the Special Bureau."

Yunhong glanced at the hand he extended, his fingertips were numb, he had just eaten an apple and hadn't wiped it yet.

He turned his eyes away a little disgusted, frowned and said, "You watch me."

Otherwise, it would be completely impossible to explain why he appeared immediately after an accident happened to him.

Tongguan did not deny that, "In fact, all foreign non-ordinary people of their own nationality and who enter the country must be observed. This is a necessary means to maintain social stability."

Speaking of this, he looked at Yunhong again, "After the accident last night, you must have a certain degree of understanding of your lethality. People like us are walking arsenals."

And the young man in front of him, with a burst of spiritual power, bombarded the dragon beast that had been practicing Taoism for 500 years, and the danger was even higher.

It is impossible for any country or force to allow such people to completely lose control.

He used "we" and put himself in a situation similar to Yunhong's, which slightly eased the unhappiness in the latter's heart.

This person is obviously well versed in negotiation skills, Yunhong thought to himself.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" Tong Guan said.

He suddenly became so serious, as if the Sand Sculpture Temple master collapsed, Yun Hong was a little uncomfortable.

"You just said don't make trouble..."

What do you mean?

Is it a place where people shout "don't move" when they see people?

"Don't Move Bureau, the full name is Special Operations Bureau, which specializes in dealing with some unnatural science incidents," Tongguan said, taking out a small black leather book from his arms, "This is my ID."

Do you think "Secretary Bureau" is not good?

Yunhong secretly slandered, took the certificate and opened it, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Is this a fake certificate?!"

This person turned out to be a man born before the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he is almost 70 years old now! ?

But he clearly looks like he's only in his early thirties.

Tongguan clicked his tongue, touched his face with a bit of pride, but pretended to be modest and said: "It's okay..."

Cultivation is something that goes against the sky. Once you formally enter the Tao, you will gradually break away from the scope of science.

As their Taoism progresses, their lifespan will be extended. As long as they practice fast enough, in theory, they will always maintain the appearance they had when they first entered the Tao.

It's just that in today's big situation, most people can't keep up with their own aging speed.

Therefore, the headquarters attaches great importance to the observation object numbered 907:

The earlier one enters the Tao, the higher the potential, and the infinite possibilities in the future.

Yunhong's heart skipped a beat, "So, is it really possible to live forever?"

Longevity, the topic that human beings pursue forever.

"In theory," Tongguan withdrew his certificate, "Since you can release your spiritual power, you must be able to feel that the deeper your practice, the higher the amount of spiritual energy you need?"

Yunhong nodded.

"So," Tongguan sighed quietly, with a rare look of vicissitudes on his face, "it's just in theory..."

Yunhong understood in seconds.

The essence of practice is to absorb the free spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth and transform it into the spiritual power in the body, but the key point is that the current spiritual energy content is not enough to maintain the ideal growth rate.

That is to say: Before you grow up to that stage, you will die of old age.

But he immediately had a new idea: "The world is so big, there are spiritual energy everywhere, it's just a matter of how much. One place is not enough, so how about gathering the spiritual energy?"

In the past few years, he has been groping on his own, and there is no way to prove many assumptions.Now that they finally had an official senior, they couldn't help but want to take the opportunity to communicate with each other.

"You mean Juling Formation?" Tongguan leaned forward to touch the second apple.

Yunhong immediately became happy.

Communicating with insiders is different!

He even felt that he could ignore his fatigue, so he immediately sat up with force, "I tried to draw the spirit gathering array yesterday, but there are some places..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a click, and Tongguan directly squeezed the apple into puree.

"Draw a spirit gathering array?!"

Yunhong blinked and said in shame, "Ah, but it didn't work."

Tong Guan shot up from his seat with a whoosh, looking like a ghost, "Why don't you go to the sky!"

Yunhong: "??"

It's not that far in cultivation yet.

Tongguan was short of breath, and his face flushed abnormally.

He rubbed his hands, made a few quick circles, and then rushed to the bedside, grabbed Yunhong's cheek, and pulled it out forcefully, "Impossible, you're not dead?"

What is the difference between the process of drawing Juling Formation and hand rubbing/bombing!

Yunhong: "..."

I'm so sorry I'm still alive!

After a few seconds, Tongguan let go of his hand, took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Spirit Gathering Formation, it's Spirit Gathering Formation..."

In this way, it all makes sense.

For humans, wild game and free-range poultry that eat natural feed are delicacies;

For the monsters, the sudden gathering of rich aura and the practitioner himself who is rich in spiritual power are also the best nourishing food.

Yesterday, Yunhong drew the Spirit Gathering Formation without establishing a defensive barrier. After several failures, it caused a violent spiritual energy gathering phenomenon.

No. 308, whose habitat is closest to Baishi Village, just completed its transformation not long ago, and is in the stage of thirsting for spiritual energy. The hibernation is not deep, so it is naturally attracted.

In the end, although he didn't find the rich aura, he found Yunhong, who was rich in spiritual energy, so... Everyone knew it in the end.

Yunhong watched him nervously circling the room, and a thought gradually came to his mind:

This gathering spirit formation is probably even more remarkable than what I expected...

When Tongguan calmed down completely, sat down again, and continued to practice science popularization, it was already more than half an hour later.

He stared at Yunhong with complicated eyes, and said quietly: "At about six o'clock last night, our monitors discovered that Monster Beast 308 suddenly woke up from hibernation and continued to move in one direction. If there is no accident, it will definitely pass by you at that time. Baishi Village, where they are located, decided to intercept them."

The transformation of No. 308 is not complete, and the state has been very unstable. During this period, it has been the key monitoring object.So as soon as there is any movement, don't move the bureau and send someone.

"It's just that I didn't expect the speed of No. 308 to suddenly increase, and I didn't expect you to be so fierce..."

He killed the dragon beast by himself, and they only did one thing after they went:

"Pick up corpses".

But having said that, the spiritual power required to draw the gathering spirit array is extremely amazing. Since this kid has tried many times during the day, it stands to reason that his body has been "hollowed out", and he will not be able to recover in three to five days.

How could he unleash a large firepower spiritual source cannon at night? !

And now wake up again? !

The spirit gathering array failed, where did he get so much spiritual recovery?

Damn, I can't figure it out!

Seeing that Yunhong remained silent for a long time, Tongguan rubbed his face, "Is there anything else you want to ask?"

After the phone call, his demeanor couldn't be more gracious.

Yunhong thought about it for a moment, and then asked:

"Where's my number?"

Tongguan: "Huh?"

"I also have a number, don't I?" Yunhong's mood suddenly became a little complicated, it was a subtle feeling of suddenly knowing that he might be removed from the ranks of normal human beings in a certain sense.

"907," Tongguan grinned and winked, "it's still a pretty name."

Yunhong: "..."

In Taoism, the small becomes seven, and the large becomes nine, so seven is the child of yang numbers, and nine is the essence of yang numbers.

From this point of view, it is indeed a pretty number.

"That," Yun Hong suddenly felt a little worried, "308, that dragon beast last night, did it cause any casualties when it came all the way?"

Tongguan was slightly taken aback, and later, smiled with some relief.

People are actually very superficial creatures. Once they have power, they can easily become conceited and take nothing seriously.

Even himself, there were times when he was young and frivolous...

But this kid didn't, he was fine.

In the monitoring process in the past, instead of relying on his strength to act mischievously, he was very low-key.

Now that he only disturbed a monster, he immediately showed feelings of shame and pity.

This is rare.

This proves that his heart is very strong, and people with a strong heart can often go further and more steadily on the road of practice.

"There were no casualties."

Then before Yunhong could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Tongguan say again: "It just ate up a pig farm."

Yunhong: "..."