The little tiger spirit and the head of the fairy sect

Jiushan Taoist did not expect that when he traveled around, he would meet his disciple and grandson, and he was not a person, but a goblin.

Looking at the pattern on the little tiger's clothes, he knew that he was a disciple of the Chuhua sect, so he didn't even think about revealing his identity, so he rescued him and prepared to send him out of the mountain directly.

But he happened to smell the scent of his apprentice Fengmu from this little tiger spirit again, and this began to make him full of curiosity.

After the little tiger woke up and questioned him, his doubts deepened. After all, he knew Fengmu was a man, so he would definitely not recruit disciples indiscriminately.But this little tiger spirit's cultivation is really poor, so how could Feng Mu like him?

Taoist Jiushan had doubts in his heart, so instead of sending the little tiger out, he stayed by his side and asked about the situation.But he didn't expect that after inquiring, he really found out some explosive news.

His apprentice with facial paralysis, who has always been cold and indifferent and doesn't even have the basic emotions that a normal person should have, would actually play a master-apprentice relationship with his disciple? !And listening to the little tiger's tone, he did something wrong to others!

Jiushan Taoist has always been not shy about this kind of thing and even secretly supports it. When he was the head of the sect, he also facilitated the marriage of several pairs of disciples.But when he was traveling in the clouds, he was shocked when he heard that the Chuhua Sect forbade disciples in the sect to fall in love. After inquiring again, he found out that it was made by Xianjun Xunju himself when Wen Yu was the head of the sect.

He originally wanted to meddle in his own business, but then he thought that his name had not been published for a long time, and if he went back to the Chuhua Sect because of this matter, there must be a lot of disciples rushing up to pay their respects, so he simply ignored it.

But about the little tiger, he was really surprised, so he planned to take care of it. Anyway, Feng Mu, that boring gourd, naturally wouldn't say much, and his whereabouts would not be exposed.

Jiushan Taoist doesn't know how old he is, but he also has a child's heart, so he is quite congenial with the innocent little tiger. During the two days they spent together, the little tiger thought that this "Ninth Grandfather" was really just an ordinary white beard The old man told everything about him and Fengmu.

He was injured, and the people he admired in his heart always showed a gesture of rejection, and his heart was naturally more fragile than usual, so he had an extra desire to confide in him.

The little tiger only rested patiently for three days, and while his body was barely able to move, he begged Grandpa Ninth to take him out. Master hadn't seen him these days, so he must be worried about him.

Taoist Jiushan originally wanted to make his apprentice anxious for a few more days, but seeing the little tiger's unpromising appearance, he couldn't stand his coquettish behavior, so he took him out.

The little tiger felt something was wrong when he was flying in the sky. He turned his head and asked Taoist Jiushan: "Grandpa Jiu, how can you still fly? Are you not an ordinary person?"

Jiushan Taoist is still playing tricks on the little tiger, touching his little braid and beard, and explaining solemnly: "I accidentally practiced a little fairy art, and I can barely fly, that's why I came to the bottom of this nameless mountain."

The little tiger felt that something was wrong and wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, he didn't know what to refute, so he kept his mouth shut.He was still a little depressed. Ninth Grandpa, an ordinary person with a short lifespan of only a few decades, could fly in the sky for such a long time, but he, who had practiced for many years, could not do it. He had to rely on others to take care of him for his daily travels. Thinking about it, he was really ashamed.

The two landed directly on Dao Yinshea Mountain, and there was quite a lot of movement. The little tiger turned into its original shape, and with a little effort, it howled to the sky.

Feng Mu, who had locked himself in the room for several days, his eyes lit up when he heard the voice, ran out without thinking.

This must be the cry of the little tiger, he can't hear it wrong.

When Feng Mu left the hall, he saw an old man with a white beard and a limp little tiger standing in front of the hall.

Feng Mu flew directly down.The little tiger waited for him to grow up when he saw his pair, then meowed again, and staggered towards him.A rare smile appeared on Feng Mu's face, he squatted down, ignoring that his white clothes were stained with dust, hugged the little tiger's head, and pressed his face against it, like treating the most precious treasure of time.

One fairy and one tiger hugged in place for a long time, so long that Pengwu Xianjun came out, so long that a large number of his disciples also came out, so long that Pengwu Xianjun blasted them all away, so long that Jiushan Taoist It's too embarrassing to see.

"cough!"

In the end, it was Taoist Jiushan who reminded Feng Mu to let go.He lightly touched the scar on the little tiger's back distressedly, and signaled Immortal Pengwu to let him come over with his eyes, without looking at Taoist Jiushan the whole time.

"You treat the little tiger first."

Immortal Pengwu responded, then came over apologetically, and fed a medicine to the little tiger.The little tiger ate obediently and returned to human form. He saw the guilt in Pengwu Xianjun's heart, so he smiled very hard: "Don't blame yourself, do you see that I am all right now?"

After finishing speaking, he quietly stuffed the medicine that had been stored for these days into the arms of Immortal Pengwu, and winked at him with the expression that he must keep it secret.

Immortal Pengwu took it helplessly, thinking what else are you hiding, your master knows everything, and he probably wouldn't take the medicine even if it was made.

Xianjun Fengmu looked at the strange white-bearded old man in front of him, and a sense of familiarity came from nowhere in his heart. He didn't know who this person was and where he rescued the little tiger.He nodded towards the old man, with a hint of gratitude in his tone, "Thank you, senior, for saving my useless apprentice, every time I admire you, I will thank you very much."

The white-bearded old man didn't speak, but just smiled, but the words he spit out really surprised everyone who heard it, "Teacher, long time no see."

Feng Mu was startled, and took a few steps back in a rare gaffe, and the words from his thin lips were full of disbelief: "Master?"

Jiushan Taoist nodded with a smile, "I'm here mainly for your marriage with the little tiger. I'll get married in a few days after tidying up."

Fengmu: "...?"

Little Tiger:"?!"

Immortal Pengwu: "???!!!"

Seeing that the three of them were puzzled, Taoist Jiushan couldn't help reminding him again: "Cough...then what, didn't you...do that kind of thing to others?" She winked obscenely at Fengmu.

Feng Mu turned his head to look at the guilty little tiger, and questioned him with his eyes.

How many people have you told this about?