My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

In the days that followed, Yunhong broke through countless levels, some of them attacking the mind and body, and some were simply overwhelming life-and-death methods, like a ghost hitting a wall, causing people to lose their way if they don't pay attention, and live forever in this maze spin around.

Yunhong didn't know how long it had passed.

In other words, time is completely meaningless in Kunlunxu.

Level after level, as long as you keep going, there is no room for breathing.

He started hurting.

The Peiyuan Pill brought was consumed crazily.

After swallowing the last Peiyuan Pill, Yun Hong leaned his head back on the cliff, looked at the snow that was flying all over the sky at an unknown time, and exhaled forcefully.

a bit tired.

Immortal cultivators are immune to water and fire, but they will also be tired.

My mind is also a little confused.

He even wavered a little, and began to doubt, doubting why he barged in regardless.

Is it to get rid of Mr. Li who tested him at the beginning?

Or Ange?

He laughed at himself, and simply lay down on the spot on the yellow beam pillow, adjusting his posture comfortably.

He was surrounded by mountains, surrounded only by snow and whimpering wind.

The gust of wind blowing in around the ridge twisted and turned, circling and whirling, blowing the goose feathers and snow, and returning to the sky chaotically and disorderly.

Yunhong suddenly found that from this angle, the world seems to be more pure.

There are five points of aura in the world, and there are few completely balanced and equal compositions, and Kunlun Xu is no exception.

Here, water attribute aura has an absolute advantage.

Yunhong himself is rather wooden, but he had swallowed ice lotus before and brought a little water.

Aquatic wood is just a short cycle.

He lay on the ground, emptied his head, relaxed his body and mind, and the whole world fell silent.

Then, the empty dantian and tendons began to work on their own, and the free spiritual energy in the air rushed to his body.

It was obviously cold, but Yunhong's soul was soothed as if soaked in warm water, almost trembling with comfort.

Ah, that's great.

He was so tired that he fell asleep unconsciously.

In the dream, Yunhong experienced the passing of relatives again and again, and even added bullying by classmates...

Once again, he lost his admission to the hospital, and this time, there was nothing wrong with it.

He is just one of the thousands of ordinary people who have been treated unfairly. Even if he knows that there is something tricky, he can't do anything. He can only endure it silently, and then desperately look for the next opportunity.

Yunhong suddenly woke up.

He didn't know how long he had slept, his whole body was covered by heavy snow, and it was even freezing outside.

Yunhong broke free from the ice and sat up, stretched out his hands to touch the cold ground, and then went up along the cracks in the rocks, patting away the accumulated snow on the top, revealing the finely outlined traces at the bottom.

It turns out that this is also a magic circle!

Yunhong laughed.

It's simply been a long time, and the follow-up is weak, otherwise I am afraid that I will be trapped in it and fall asleep.

After a good night's sleep, Yunhong patted the snow to stand up and continued walking.

He thought he would have to go for a long time, but after six more sun and moon cycles, he accidentally saw An Ge.

The huge white wolf was fighting against a middle-aged monk. Its hind leg was injured, and its white hair was stained red by the bleeding.

There is a faint fishy sweetness in the air, and the aura full of monster power makes some souls lurking in the shadows ready to move, and when it is exhausted, it will pounce on it and devour it.

Without saying a word, Yunhong rubbed a ball of water and fire and threw it over.

When he let go, the diameter of the fireball wrapped in water film was only half a meter, and the middle-aged monk didn't take it seriously:

It's just rubbing fireballs, the basic entry-level model for cultivating immortals, who can't seem like it?

Such a level dare to trespass on Kunlun Xu?

But why blue?

As soon as his contemptuous sneer appeared on his face, Yunhong also smiled.

The latter quickly pinched a few hand gestures, and immediately there was the sound of rolling thunder in the dark cloud-covered sky, and white-gold lightning rolled in the clouds.

A few seconds later, a thin bolt of lightning suddenly fell, hitting the fireball with precision.

The middle-aged monk sneered.

Look at this pathetic thickness, beat the dog, the dog will not die.

He also hit the fireball he sent out, so he is also considered a battle mage?

But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

He watched Youlan's electric light envelop the fireball, and the water film dissipated with a puff, and then the fireball, which seemed a little cute in size to the immortal cultivator, suddenly swelled up, covering the sky and covering the sky, pressing towards him at an even faster speed!

The astonishing heat approached quickly, and the exposed skin of the middle-aged monk was scorched and painful, and his beard and hair were all curled.

He changed color in horror:

What a fireball!

It is impossible for ordinary fire spells to have such a strong power!

Yunhong sneered and said, "Stupid."

The Kunlun Void Spiritual Qi is sufficient, and the fireballs released are more pure and larger.

He has not been idle in the past few days, and now he has almost guessed the identity of the other party.

If it is correct, it should be Li Chunfeng. According to historical legends, Yuan Tiangang and him are both teachers and friends.

But one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers, let alone two equally astonishing talents.

Although history has only skimmed the differences between them, as far as Yunhong sees, it must be more than that.

When the two of them reached such heights, what they represented would never be just individuals. They had their own camps behind them.

The struggle for power, the differences in understanding of cultivating immortals, and parting ways are easy to understand.

In fact, if you look closely at the historical records, the differences between the two were reflected very early, and the "Tui Bei Tu", which was widely circulated in later generations, was born here.

It is said that Li Chunfeng insisted on deducing the fate of the country back then, but in the end, he became more and more popular, and his whole body was so excited that he couldn't stop at all.

Seeing that he was about to reveal the secret, Yuan Tiangang pushed him from behind, and then forcibly interrupted.

The reincarnation of the world has its own laws, and human intervention is not advisable.

Both of them wanted to pursue longevity, but because of their disagreement, they soon embarked on two completely different paths:

Yuan Tiangang's name was concealed from Taoist Heaven, which shows his self-confidence and arrogance.

For the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, he knows, recognizes and utilizes it, which seems to conform to the law of heaven and reincarnation, but actually leaves various imprints and accumulates layer by layer.

Li Chunfeng can't let go of the accumulation of the first life. After all, the risk is too great. Even if you can hide it from the Dao, how can you guarantee that the second and third lives have the talent for cultivation?

What if they are stupid and can't find the clues left?

With a single thought, Li Chunfeng became a cultivator:

He searched all over the ancient books, repaired and repaired the once-disappeared Daoshe, and then selected the most talented disciples from among his disciples...

No matter how outstanding a cultivator is, before the void is broken, he is still a mortal.

When a huge fireball went down, Li Chunfeng was directly blown away, and a rain of blood was thrown in the air.

Seeing him struggling to get up, Yunhong clicked his tongue.

Not dead yet?

Forget it, he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years.

If one doesn't work, then get another one.

After the three giant fireballs passed, Yunhong was panting slightly, while Mr. Li lost a leg, lying on the blood-red snow and panting heavily.

"Taking advantage of others' danger, Shu Zi dares you!"

If it wasn't for the white wolf consuming his spiritual power, how could he not be able to stop even a few fireballs!

Yunhong walked over, folded his hands and looked down at him, "I really dare."

Why fight alone when you can fight in groups?

Along the way, a group of old corpses and old souls fought against me. Has anyone talked about martial arts?

No!

He simply squatted down and said with a smile: "Is it strange, why you have lived for so long, and there are spells you haven't seen before?"

Mr. Li didn't speak, but his eyes said it all.

The person in front of him was his former friend and rival, but it wasn't all him.

He was not reconciled.

They had fought for so many years at the beginning, and he boasted that he would not lose to Yuan Tiangang, but the current dynasty and future generations always looked at each other with high regard.

He is not satisfied.

For immortals, death is not the end.

It doesn't matter if the winner is not decided for a while, our days are long.

But why?This kid is only in his twenties, and he already has the power to shake the world?

Me, I have studied hard for more than a thousand years!

Yunhong said seriously: "The power of science."

Even if you linger on for more than a thousand years, the core is still an outdated old coffin, fundamentally speaking, you have lost.

Yuan Tiangang is a real gambler. He dared to gamble, dared to gamble with the sky, and then won the bet.

Maybe his several reincarnations were not always gifted, but the development of technology in later generations was as he wished, and the progress was rapid.

In the face of highly developed technology, quite a few spells are completely inadequate.

To put it bluntly, Yunhong didn't have a valid reason, or it wasn't bad enough.

As long as you can break through the lower limit, a bunch of ammunition will be pulled over, no matter what level you are in, you will be stunned.

Nuclear level evolution, convince people with reasoning, the truth is within the range, and I will ask you whether you are convinced or not.

Yunhong glanced at Mr. Li again, and sighed with regret, "Times have changed, my lord."

Mr. Li's pupils trembled violently, and the blood in his mouth was soaring, as if he might be pissed off at any moment.

A mere monk in the Foundation Establishment period is so arrogant!

A mere cultivator in the foundation building stage can hurt me so far!

I'm in the Nascent Soul stage!

Angered by Yun Hong?

No, I am angry with this era.

Or rather, a little regretful.

I was wrong?

Am I wrong?

No, not possible!

I can't be wrong!

You lied to me, you lied to me!

Just as Yunhong was about to arrest him, he saw Mr. Li let out a snarl and spurted blood from the tip of his tongue.

Yunhong instinctively erected a spiritual barrier, but his hands kept grabbing forward.

However, he still underestimated the enemy, or it could be said that Yunhong in this life had only a half-knowledge of the methods of the immortal cultivators, and did not know that the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage had outrageously many ways to escape.

In the next second, a fuzzy gray shadow emerged from Mr. Li's dantian, shooting towards the distance like a meteor.

"He's running away!"

The white wolf ran after him.

"Yellow beam pillow!"

Seeing the speed, Yunhong knew that neither he nor An Ge could catch up. How could the body outrun the soul?

He immediately sacrificed the yellow beam pillow, and in an instant, ripples appeared in the entire space.

Fighting is the best training. After several times of illusion battles, Yunhong's understanding and use of the yellow beam pillow has improved to a higher level, and he already has a sense of fluency.

Yunhong immediately sat on Xiao Yezi, "Chase!"

He thought that even if he couldn't trap his opponent, he could at least hold on until he passed, but he never expected that Huang Liangmeng only lasted for a few seconds.

Not long after the little leaf floated up, the space twisted for a while, and then shattered.

Yunhong was stunned.

Huang Liang's dream was forcibly shattered by Mr. Li!

The yellow beam dream was shattered, and the yellow beam pillow fell from the sky. Yun Hong hurriedly reached out to catch it, and saw several cracks appearing on it.

He stared hard at the direction where the other party was escaping, and finally all his unwillingness turned into a long sigh.

That's it.

The actual power of the yellow beam pillow is closely related to the caster, and his current level is still too low.

The only magic weapon is damaged, and I don't know how much energy it will take to repair it.

The white wolf turned back on the demon cloud, "How are you, are you not injured?"

Yunhong glanced at it.

At first, I thought I had a lot to say, but when it came time to face each other, I felt that everything was meaningless.

"The one-year period has passed, and the guardianship relationship between you and me has been terminated. From then on, bridges return to bridges, roads return to roads, and we will not owe each other or interfere with each other."

Yun Hong said.

When he said this, he was surprisingly calm.

White Wolf was taken aback, "Why?!"

For some reason, when some words were spoken, Yunhong suddenly felt relieved.

White Wolf seemed to understand something, "That's Li Chunfeng, you once..."

It suddenly stopped talking.

Yunhong raised his eyebrows, turned and left without saying a word.

Tired, heart tired.

Ordinary people can keep a dog on a leash, which is good, and it is out of the question.

So, a man's mouth, a deceiving ghost, and a male beast are the same.

Although the other party had said before that he would put aside the past and focus on the present, once it involved some bullshit love and hatred in the previous life, wouldn't he still lose his mind in an instant?

Through the fight just now, Yunhong also had a preliminary understanding of Mr. Li's strength. It seemed that he had the upper hand just now, but in fact it was just a fluke.

Firstly, the white wolf had consumed the opponent before, and secondly, he took advantage of the cognitive gap, caught the opponent by surprise, and then carried out mental attacks and verbal crushing. God shelled.

For the ancient monks, the damage to the dignity of the face is more serious than the pain.

If it's one-on-one, whether it's An Ge or himself, there is a high probability that they will not be Mr. Li's opponent.

No matter how backward the thinking is, the accumulation of thousands of years is not fake.

Mr. Li's understanding of the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and his control and operation of spiritual power have reached an astonishing level, and even his speed of performing spells is so fast that Yun Hong's heart thumps.

Just now when his soul was shelled out, Yunhong didn't even have time to react.

Ye Zigeng'er gently rubbed Yunhong's fingers, as if to comfort him.

Yunhong smiled, "I'm fine."

Just as he was speaking, the leaf stalk suddenly raised up, poking wildly towards the rear.

bad dog!

Yunhong didn't need to turn his head to know that An Ge was catching up. He shot a huge fireball with his backhand, and pointed his middle finger to the back:

"roll!"

I'm too lazy to mess with you about the past and present.

How about love!