My Taoist Companion is the White Wolf

Yueyueniao still has to work to earn money, so she didn't stay at Yunhong's house for too long.

After the children left, Yunhong stared blankly at the big persimmon tree for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

He was indeed bewildered.

After all, his focus on this matter has been skewed since the beginning:

He cares too much about what other people think.

But feelings are things that come from the heart. You can neither force yourself to live the way others want, nor force others to do what you want.

He really got into the horns and turned around to frame himself to death.

To put it cruelly, it doesn't matter what Ange thinks of him in this matter.

Immortal cultivators pay attention to doing things according to their nature, if they like it, just let it be.

If you don't like it, naturally you don't have to worry about their thoughts...

Many things are actually only separated by a layer of window paper, and the authorities are obsessed with it, and they can't see through it.

Now being pierced by Yue Yueniao's finger, he suddenly became enlightened.

After he figured it out, Yunhong suddenly felt relaxed, as if the golden core had also grown stronger.

It is said that cultivators cultivate their bodies and minds, and have a clear state of mind, which will naturally be of great help to their practice.

In order to express his gratitude, Yunhong picked a large bag of persimmons and gave them to Yueyueniao, and welcomed him to "cengfan" at any time.

Although there is no clue about Xisui Pill, the basic Peiyuan Pill can still be guaranteed.

Sending away Yueyueniao, Yunhong returned to his daily schedule of meditating, refining medicine, and pondering special skills after a long absence.

Xisui Pill can be said to be a half-step immortal medicine free in the mortal world. In addition to the basic formula and precise techniques, it is more a test of the alchemist's control of spiritual energy and understanding of "Taoism".

Especially the latter, this kind of thing can only be understood but cannot be conveyed in words, even if there is an immortal master in front of you, there is no way to guarantee the teaching and understanding.

Some people may get started after a few times of practice, and some people linger on the edge of getting started all their lives, unable to find a way.

Immortal cultivation is such a difficult thing to fathom.

It sounds a bit like mathematics, if you know it, you will, if you don’t, you won’t.

So after failing many times in a row, Yunhong was not surprised at all.

And there was never any urging from the bureau, as long as there was a need, it would be satisfied immediately. All kinds of rare and rare medicinal materials were piled here as if they didn't need money, which fully demonstrated how strong the family was.

Presumably they understand better than themselves how time-consuming and labor-intensive scientific research is.

Even if there is no shortage of money now, Yunhong occasionally makes a rough calculation of the medicinal materials he has consumed so far, and he still feels a little nervous.

No wonder those immortal cultivators in ancient times had to enter the world and go through calamities before they achieved great immortality.

What are the other catastrophes?It's hard for him to say, but there is one thing that must be resolved first:

Money robbery!

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems that there have been firecrackers outside for several days in a row, and there is a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air. Yunhong felt Ange's breath for a long time.

Ange still remembered the cruel words he said before, but he was just spying secretly from a distance, and he didn't get close.

He knows that in the human world the Spring Festival represents reunion.

Now I clearly found that person, but pushed him away with my own hands...

Yunhong was angry and funny, but he didn't chase him away like before.

That's all, let's do whatever we want.

Anger suddenly fell into a joyful and painful contradiction.

He even started to envy the deer in the back mountain.

Why can it get the attention of the people in the hut?

He even pets and brushes it!

That is clearly my hill, my comb!

The more the wolf demon thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally returned to the forest on a dark and stormy night, and drove the mother and child deer away with confidence.

Hoofed animals are completely useless against carnivores.

The mother and son Erlu looked at An Ge, as if they were looking at a bully, full of grievances that had no place to appeal.

"Yo Yo~"

Seeing the dangers of society for the first time, the immature deer gave a few groans of aggrieved and ran down the mountain, wagging its tail.

"Yo Yo~"

I want to find that fairy to make decisions for me!

The doe hesitated for a moment, and took a last look at her home:

There is a wolf entrenched majesticly there.

She followed Zai Zai down the mountain very nervously.

Looking at it now, it seems that they can only place their hopes on that immortal.

I hope he will help out for the sake of the child...

Ange bared his teeth at them, and let out a low growl in his throat:

You can't ask the people below to comb your hair!

That's my comb!

That is my prerogative!

If Yunhong heard these words, he would definitely laugh out loud:

Your name is not written on the real estate certificate, you have a ghostly privilege.

So early the next morning, Yunhong opened the door to see the deer.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, frost and snow fell at night, and the mother and son shrank pitifully outside the defensive cover.

The doe desperately surrounded herself in a circle, protecting the cub inside, almost turning into a lifelike ice sculpture.

Seeing someone coming out, the doe shook the frost and snow on her ears, her big round eyes immediately filled with water, and she let out a weak and trembling cry from her throat.

Deer has always been a symbol of auspiciousness in Chinese traditional culture, especially when the deer came to my door just after the new year, the whole feeling is very good... what a ghost!

Yun Hong, who was forced to feel guilty: "..."

This is my own wolf cub who became a bully outside and was approached by others?

The wolf demon who had just taken over the mountain as king hadn't been complacent for long before he found that the immortal cultivator had left with two deer and returned.

Ange froze for a moment, and was about to turn around when he heard a voice from the other party:

"Go, go if you have the ability, and don't come back if you have the ability to leave!"

The white wolf's big furry ears trembled.

Ok?

What did I just hear?

Yunhong watched helplessly as he lay down on his ears, his blue eyes were soft and wet, almost pleading.

A good wolf looks like a dog.

He just laughed angrily.

Why are you pretending to be pitiful, you bandit who snatches people's dens!

A lot of age, but still robbing someone's house...how shameless?

I thought it would be embarrassing to meet again, but now that I really met, I felt that all the previous things were nothing.

The lifespan of an immortal cultivator can often be as long as several centuries. Compared with that long life, it seems that a little bump that pops up in it is insignificant.

Everything I know now will eventually pass, including but not limited to people and things that were once close.

When he kills those seniors and overthrows Mr. Li, he may become the only immortal cultivator left in the world...

The heights are so cold.

Yunhong and Bailang looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly heaved a long sigh.

He seemed to suddenly feel the pain of the white wolf's vain search and lonely persistence in this strange world.

too bitter.

All the things that trapped him before seemed to dissipate in the wind with this long sigh.

Bai Lang's ears twitched, keenly aware of the looseness in the other party's tone.

It hesitated for a moment, and tentatively took a step in this direction.

Well, fine, no response.

Then the second step, the third step...

Yunhong scolded with a smile: "Dancing tango?"

Still step by step.

Then the pair of deer mother and son saw in horror that the villain who had just captured their "house" suddenly rushed up and threw the fairy to the ground, licked and licked frantically, and then pulled the other party's belt and threw him to the back. Stepping on the demon cloud to rise into the sky...

God, they're in the same team!

The wolf demon started to enter the house again, and his behavior further intensified:

It began to sleep with Yunhong, and strongly asked him to comb his hair every day, once in the morning and in the evening.

However, this physical and mental exercise was temporarily suspended after Yunhong grabbed a large handful.

Spring is here, and everything is revived.

The furries are about to start shedding.

Even the great demon cannot completely break free from the laws of nature.

Anyone who has raised furry knows that most of the images of animals during the moulting season are extremely horrible, with a piece here and there.

Occasionally, when running against the wind, it will flutter with the wind, like a dandelion with long legs running wildly...

Anger refused to appear in front of the other party in this image.

But the only advantage may be that monsters can use their power to forcibly shorten the moulting time...

During the period when Ange ran away from home in order to forcibly maintain his image, Yunhong had a new understanding of attack methods.

What he dreamed of before was to be a mushroom egg, and he has indeed been working hard in this direction.

After entering the golden elixir stage, his analysis of organisms has gone a step further, and he has been able to re-decompose cells, which can be described as an epoch-making progress.

But this day he was trying to peel off atoms and molecules, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration:

Have I been taking a detour?

The original intention of making mushroom eggs was to increase the lethality, but once that kind of thing is made, it is difficult to control the scope of the lethality, and it is very easy to affect innocent people, not to mention the radiation in the later stage.

If you only pursue the killing range, the current fireball technique and Tianlei Jue can also be used as a group attack.

It is easier to improve on the original basis than to create new attack methods out of thin air.

And if it's lethality...

Now that I have been able to deconstruct the source of matter, I can just let the enemy decompose it on the spot, so why bother to go far and waste time and effort to make an external offensive weapon to destroy the enemy?

Just imagine, the two sides are looking at each other from a distance at both ends of the duel field, and I only stick out a tentacles of spiritual consciousness, and the opponent instantly turns into powder...

How majestic!

Yun Hong became excited for a long time, and even the Sui Sui Pill was left behind for a while.

If you can directly hit the world invincible, what medicine do you need? !

It's over.

He even gave the trick a name right away:

Peel!

An Ge in the distance felt that Yunhong's spiritual consciousness was extremely active in the past few days. He often muttered to himself to flowers, plants, trees, stones, etc., laughing and worrying at the same time...

Yunhong used his own spiritual power as a pen, and the world as paper, quickly recorded in the void, and constantly verified, overturned, and revised...

His original idea was to first spy on the opponent's internal structure with his spiritual sense, and then use spiritual power to assist in the invasion and cut off the connection between cells.

But this kind of whimsy is easier said than done.

After repeated attempts, he determined that the idea was highly operable.

The biggest problem is speed.

The speed here includes two aspects, one is the speed at which he deconstructs the opponent, and the other is the speed of the opponent's reaction.

As we all know, if you want to beat someone, you must be prepared to be beaten.

Spiritual consciousness is the foundation of a cultivator. Directly attacking with spiritual consciousness is of course more effective, but it is also accompanied by high risks.Because this also means that the opponent can directly attack your soul source when counterattacking.

It's like a double-edged sword. It's unstoppable if you use it well, but if you don't use it well... it's food delivery.

So the next thing Yunhong has to do is to continuously reduce the speed of deconstruction of the divine consciousness.

Faster, faster, faster!

It was so fast that the other party couldn't react at all.

Real man, just be fast!