Fishing succubus is good at raising fish

The little white tiger lay restlessly on his arm, rubbing its head against his embrace, and when it found a comfortable position, it obediently stopped moving.

Shen Shaotang's heart moved slightly, and he opened the task bar, wanting to see where the strategy was.

But the blood bar was still unclear, so he hurriedly called the system to ask, "Why isn't there even a prompt?"

The voice of the system tablet said: "Theoretically yes, if not, it proves that there is no change."

"..." Shen Shaotang quietly raised his eyes, glanced at that beautiful and indifferent chin, thinking that he has not developed a good impression of him yet?

"Host, you are now a spirit beast."

"I don't think it's an ordinary spirit beast, let alone a good talent and excellent learning ability. Shouldn't Gu Qinglun be very happy?"

Compared with putting the little white tiger among many spirit beasts, it is indeed like this, but it is obviously not enough to look at in front of Gu Qinglun.

The system ruthlessly told the truth, "Although Gu Qinglun has never raised spirit beasts, he has subdued them. The monsters who are eligible to be locked up in Cangsong Pagoda were all spirit beasts with a handful of talents."

As long as the spirit beast goes mad, Gu Qinglun will lock it up?

"Going crazy?"

Shen Shaotang stopped suddenly and said it himself?

He didn't speak human language, but Gu Qinglun could hear what he meant through his vocalizations, but maybe he spoke vaguely and didn't hear the whole thing.

So thinking that the little white tiger was worried about the future, he comforted him: "No, you won't go crazy."

"..." Shen Shaotang didn't make another sound, wishing he could sew his mouth shut.

Almost exposed, so dangerous.

From an angle he couldn't see, Gu Qinglun silently moved his eyes away, and landed on the distant mountains, with unknown emotions swirling in his eyes.

After returning to the cave, after a simple meal, we began to rest at night.

The next day Shen Shaotang began to feel uneasy, fearing that he would be taken to that stream again to continue that kind of "inhuman" training, he would rather gnaw leaves every day than go there again.

After meditating in the morning, when the sun above his head was blazing, Shen Shaotang followed, but he saw that Gu Qinglun didn't have a sword, but summoned his mount Lark, and its gorgeous wings flitted across the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

Until he flew over the stream that day and finally arrived at the destination, Shen Shaotang's let go of his heart lifted up again, and he vaguely knew why he came here on a lark.

This place is far away from the main peak, there are only two cliffs, the bottom of the cliff is unknown how deep, and the white mist is lingering, as if it grows out of the clouds and goes straight into the clouds.

They landed on one of the cliffs, the scale of the cliff was small, surrounded by trees and bushes behind them, Gu Qinglun looked down at him, and said:

"From here to the cliff, the aura in the dantian will be revived, and it will be considered a pass."

This request is too familiar, isn't it the one from yesterday?

Shen Shaotang walked slowly to the edge of the cliff, before seeing the scenery on the other side, he was almost overturned by the wind blowing up.

He glanced at it and roughly measured the distance between the cliffs. It was at least 20 meters away, but there was no rope ladder, and without the help of a flying sword, it would be difficult for ordinary monks to cross, let alone a young spirit beast like him. .

"Don't be afraid." Gu Qinglun said to him still very patiently.

So, Shen Shaotang ran up again, poked his head slightly to look down, and suddenly felt dizzy before his eyes, and subconsciously wanted to back away.

"Jump."

At this time, he resisted the impulse again, anyway, with Gu Qinglun around, no matter what, he would never die.

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, pushed his hind feet down, and leaped with faith.

As a result, as soon as he jumped up, he fell, and the mountain wind made his cheeks hurt. He only knew to call for help. When he thought he would fall into a pool of meatloaf, a vine flew to wrap around his body.

The vine threw him into the sky, and he landed on the cliff intact, lying on the top of the cliff and looking down, he saw the vine that saved him dissipate little by little.

"You have the chance to make mistakes. Every vine can save your life, but only once."

Shen Shaotang was relieved now, there were so many vines underneath, which made him feel relieved to "jump off the cliff", and start again after failing again and again.

As a result, there was a sound of breaking wind from the bottom of the cliff from time to time, and the little white tiger was thrown back to the edge of the cliff, and it could immediately regain its vitality and meet the challenge again.

Gu Qinglun has been watching not far away, half leaning under the palm tree, his eyes are always locked on the little white tiger, seeing him looking back from time to time, he shows a little encouraging smile.

He wanted to wait like this and see the little white tiger succeed with his own eyes.

However, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind, causing the corners of his mouth to be suppressed.

"You're hurting him, but you think you're helping him." The voice was serious and cold.

"..."

"A strict teacher produces an excellent student. If you don't let him suffer failure, when will he succeed?" The voice in his heart paused, and then said: "Have you forgotten what the respected teacher said?"

In fact, it wasn't the first time he had come to this place.

When he was young, he had just learned how to hold a sword, so his master brought him here and put a Mosha on a cliff with him. There were only two choices, kill the Mosha or escape with the sword.

The same customs clearance method, but the conditions are more cruel.

Gu Qinglun's expression was restrained, the blood in his eyes welled up, and the palms placed by his side gradually clenched into fists, and his eyes suddenly became violent.

"Do you still want to see something like this happen? Only you know the result..."

The result was... the young Gu Qinglun killed Mo Sha and was regarded as a hero and left here, but only he knew that the blood and scars all over his body were branded, and it was difficult to get rid of the three-year nightmare.

After a while, the inner voice disappeared, and the mood returned to calm.

Gu Qinglun's expression was calm, he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and then summoned the skylark.

……

But under the cliff, Shen Shaotang didn't know what happened, he was clinging tightly to a vine, and he wanted to grab the other one on the opposite side before the vine threw himself up.

However, the moment his hand was barely within reach, the vine wrapped around his waist was thrown up violently, and he was patted to the edge of the cliff before shrinking back.

Shen Shaotang hurriedly grabbed the shore, and climbed up with all his strength.

He only heard a long cry from the skylark. He looked up in surprise and saw the skylark hovering in the sky, its huge wings casting shadows.

"I will keep Lark here and urge you to complete the task, and you can go down the mountain when you finish." The voice in the sky was extremely cold.

Hearing that, Shen Shaotang turned over on the cliff, he looked to the opposite side, after the skylark landed, but Gu Qinglun was nowhere to be seen, he felt a little sad in his heart, wouldn't... just leave like this?

There are only two cliffs nearby, and the only living creatures left are him and the Skylark on the opposite side. He wants to ask each other for help, as long as he can talk to it, it will be easy to leave here.

Skylark seemed to see through him, the tips of its wings skimmed the ground, kicking up flying dust, then turned around, leaving him with a ruthless back, as if saying: Come here by yourself, waste.

Shen Shaotang: "..."

Sure enough, there is no owner, no pets, this big bird is obviously proud of being favored!

He took a breath, measured the distance between the two places, and once again stretched his legs, he rushed forward.

The strong wind whizzed past his ears. Because of his relatively weak body, the distance from the suspension of the body to the fall was less than one-fifth, but the feeling of weightlessness was felt within a few seconds.

He closed his eyes dejectedly, waiting for the vines to roll themselves up, then throw them heavily into the air, and then the vines disappeared.

Once, twice... Seeing that his physical strength was getting less and less, the vines under the cliff also decreased, until there were only three left, and he didn't move for a long time.

That means he has three more chances.

If you fail and stay on the mountain, the result of tomorrow will be unknown, maybe you will continue to do it all over again, or you may be discovered, the probability of the latter is extremely slim.

Not surprisingly, the first two failed.But Shen Shaotang noticed something else. After he took off, he stopped paying attention to his feet, suppressed his fear, and tried to focus on feeling the air around his body.

The airflow changed slightly, and that change was consistent with the flow of spiritual energy in his body. If two external forces could be used, maybe it could be used as a force to revive the dantian?

Thinking like this, he was making preparations for the last time, focusing on looking at the opposite side, the inner goal clearly emerged, and at this time there was only a strong idea of ​​completion in his head.

As a result, this inner thought turned into motivation, and an invisible force lifted him up under his feet, making his body lighter, and with some strength, he jumped to the opposite side.

At that moment, all the spiritual energy in the air flow around his body poured into his dantian, and he felt his body begin to swell rapidly.

After reaching the opposite side, Shen Shaotang stepped on the ground under his feet, still feeling a little unreal, he walked towards the skylark full of joy, but the skylark looked at him vigilantly, spread its wings, and showed an attacking posture.

Shen Shaotang stopped immediately, and only then did he realize that his size had increased by more than ten times, and now he was a giant tiger, which posed a certain threat to Skylark. The most important thing was that he couldn't sit down even in this form.

In order not to crush Hibari, he managed to shrink his body... back.

I saw the white tiger turning around on the spot, then its body glowed white, and then began to shrink until it became almost the same as before.

However, Shen Shaotang still felt uncomfortable between his brows, and instinctively felt that the spiritual power in his body had not completely dissipated.

He has to do something more.

Thinking in this way, he continued to focus on his dantian, and when the majestic spiritual power gradually subsided, his body gradually became lighter.

He lay on the ground, and felt Yunque standing in front of him, the shadow was extraordinarily huge, and the other party was looking at him suspiciously.

Shen Shaotang didn't know what this meant, and when he stood up, he realized that his feet were on the ground, and his two chubby little hands were covered with dirt.

He turned into a child?

He couldn't hide his joy, jumped up and hugged Skylark's neck, and said with a bright smile: "I... I can finally be a human being!"

After all, he even kissed it twice before it could react.

Skylark was worried that he would fall off, so he gently supported him with his wings, and was willing to let go of his previous airs, allowing him to climb his neck and sit on it.

"Let's go!" Shen Shaotang cheered.

He passed the checkpoint, Gu Qinglun must be very happy to know.

Following the skylark's long, sharp cry, a light green tail swept across the clouds and disappeared into the sky after a while.