On a sunny hillside deep in Niukui Mountain, there is a narrow cave that is more than one meter wide and two meter high. It looks very wide inside. The depth is about four or five meters behind the cave path narrows and goes downwards, connecting an underground river.

At this moment, in the cave, a burly tiger was huddling on the nest paved with soft grass. This made me feel a little itchy on my head. The tiger stretched out its claws and wanted to scratch it, but it stopped in the air.

After hesitating for more than a dozen breaths, it was so itchy that I finally couldn't help it, so I carefully withdrew my claws and rubbed my forehead with my flesh pads.

It was just as comfortable, but suddenly it felt like the claws slipping down, and the tiger's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

I held my claws tightly and stretched it in front of me. Sure enough, I grabbed a large ball of yellow and black hair on my claws, and this slight light was still flowing on it, but I couldn't get rid of the fact that it had fallen off.

"Hey... I would have tickled my claws with my itch before I knew it..."

Lu Shanjun looked worried and looked at his fallen hair. He could imagine that this was definitely a big piece of alopecia areata on his head.

There is a small pool dripping from stalactites on the back of the cave, which can be used as a mirror, but Lu Shanjun dare not take a look.

Looking behind me, the long tail, which was like a steel whip, also looked mottled, and the skin was exposed in a good position.

"Why……"

He sighed again, and Lu Shanjun carefully brought the fluffy hair on his claws to his mouth, and then opened his mouth and swallowed it.

The same is true for the hair shedding before, and all of them were kept in the abdomen. After achieving certain achievements in practicing, this body of hair has never been replaced. I have followed Lu Shanjun for more than a hundred decades. Now I see that they all fall down, and I feel particularly sad.

"Lu Shanjun...Lu Shanjun..."

Hu Yun's voice came from outside, which made the tiger lying in the cave refresh, but when he heard the other party's footsteps approaching quickly, he quickly roared.

"Roar... Stop! Don't come into my cave, just talk outside!"

Lu Shanjun usually teaches the red fox by his master's majesty. His body is as mottled as a scattered tiger, and he really has no shame to see this fox.

In Lu Shanjun's opinion, he has become a disciple of Mr. Ji. Although Hu Yun is childish, he is becoming more and more stable. Sooner or later, he will make achievements. They are considered monsters who will live forever in the future.

It doesn't matter if the husband sees this now, but if Hu Yun looks at it, he will be laughed at by the other party for thousands of years.

Hu Yun had a piece of paper under his neck and ran from the mountain excitedly. He originally planned to rush into the cave, but when he heard the roar of a tiger, he hurriedly stopped outside the cave.

The fox hasn't seen Lu Shanjun now for a long time. Although he is very curious about how the so-called "hair loss" is falling, he is still more afraid of Lu Shanjun.

"Teacher, uh, sir, are you awake? Did you ask you to bring a message?"

The majestic voice of Lu Shanjun came from the cave, carrying a slight whistling wind that blew some leaves, dead grass and other objects at the entrance of the cave and flew away in the "rustling" sound.

Hearing this, the red fox stretched out his claws to pick up the paper clamped under his neck and shook it in his hand.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ji said that your current situation is the same as before some unique monsters in the water are about to transform into a dragon. It is a transformation. Maybe you will not be a tiger in the future, or at least not an ordinary tiger. Mr. Ji told you not to care too much and practice hard!"

Under the shadows in the cave, the tiger's eyes suddenly burst out from its darkness.

"So that's it, so that's it! It's great to hear the teacher's teachings and understand the supreme magic..."

The tiger suppressed the intense excitement in his heart and whispered with excitement, but the itchy parts on his body became sensitive again.

However, at this time, Lu Shanjun was no longer afraid. He stretched out his claws and scratched them hard. Compared to the fear and careful appearance these days, he was so comfortable that the tiger could not help but want to moan.

Hu Yun grabbed the rice paper in his hand and looked at the sunlight, and sniffed the ink fragrance from time to time. He was too anxious to come back before, so he didn't look carefully on the road. He studied it carefully now.

But his knowledge of Taoism was too low. Apart from his illusion, he didn't see any difference in the paper. Even if he distracted his attention, he wouldn't feel this "weight".

After almost all of his research, Hu Yun took the paper and shouted at the cave again.

"By the way, Mr. Ji has something to give to you, saying it will be helpful to you, it is on my hands..."

"What!? Sir has a gift to me? Roar~~~~~"

In the violent tiger roar, a mottled giant tiger jumped out of the cave with great excitement, jumped over the red fox's head and fell on the hillside.

"Where is it, where is the thing that sir gave me? Is that the sir written?"

Lu Shanjun saw the rice paper between Hu Yun’s two claws at a glance. The four big words “reborn” flashed by from time to time, and the rich Taoist convergence spread.

"This is the word written by the teacher...good words, good words! It's a complete transformation, a complete transformation..."

The tiger approached carefully, then put away its sharp claws with its front palm, gently supported both sides of the paper with a meat pad, and took the decree from Hu Yun's hand.

As soon as I bought it, a line of small words appeared on the paper, with the content "Fate to Lu Shanjun".

As soon as the handwriting was revealed, Lu Shanjun immediately rushed out of the paper, causing his spirit to be refreshed, and his limbs and bones felt like he was stretched.

"Sir, I gave me something. Hu Yun, look, this is given to me by the teacher, hahahahahaha... This is given to me by the teacher!"

The tiger's laughter was like a roar, bringing out a gust of mountain wind, which even trembled the surrounding wild flowers, plants and trees.

"Uh... Shanjun... Why did you become like this..."

Hu Yun looked at Lu Shanjun in amazement. The majestic tiger spirit in the past was now alopecia areata, and there were not many hairs on his forehead and face. He was like a giant cat with a half-bald hair. His condition was ten times more ugly than being completely bald.

The tiger's laughter came to an abrupt end.

Lu Shanjun, who was originally extremely excited, was stiff all over. He looked down at Hu Yun who was staying there, with his tiny fox eyes and round tiger eyes facing each other.

‘If you don’t eat him, will you be devastated?’

Lu Shanjun even thought about this in anger in an instant, and the light was shining in his eyes.

The red fox suddenly felt a chill coming, his body trembled twice, and he was so wise that he shouted in a hurry.

"I will never say it! Ah... Mr. Ji's paper has magic power, which makes my eyes so uncomfortable. I can't see things clearly. I just didn't see clearly! I, I will go to the mountains to practice first!"

After saying these words, the Red Fox motivated his whole body and left the hillside in a leap.

"Why……"

Seeing the red fox disappearing in the forest, the tiger spirit sighed, then looked at the copybook in his hand, and his mood became brighter again, and he brought the copybook into the hole.

Since the birth of consciousness, this is the first time Lu Shanjun has received something that can be regarded as a gift, and it is also given by his respected master. In addition, Hu Yun brought it, it is enough to offset all the anxiety in the near future.

After careful consideration, Lu Shanjun placed the paper in a sunken wall groove in the grotto, and then began to breathe spiritual energy and practice.

I once heard that the spirit water clan had to go through several painful or long stages to transform into a dragon. Lu Shanjun didn't know what kind of situation he would face, but he was not panicked at all. There was a master standing behind him.

‘Maybe when I am completely reborn will be the time for my transformation to succeed!’

...

The Ju'an Pavilion, which lacks that special fragrance, looks even more inconspicuous in Ning'an County, just like a special Daoyuan breath flowing, and the small Pavilion always appears more peaceful.

Not long after Hu Yun left, the door of the courtyard was rarely knocked again.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

Ji Yuan looked up at the direction of the door, walked to the gate of the courtyard and opened the door. The old beggar and the little beggar stood outside.

"How did Mr. Lu and Xiaoyou find this place?"

Ji Yuan bowed his hand and asked while asking, then reached out to lead the yard.

"Please come in!"

The little beggar with a serious look on his face and the old beggar who was smiling returned the gift to Jiyuan, and then approached the yard.

"As the saying goes, it's so good. As the saying goes, it's really appropriate to use it in Mr. Ji!"

The old beggar sighed and his vision was naturally attracted by the seemingly ordinary but extraordinary jujube tree in the yard, and he could even see the red and red date fruit hidden behind the green leaves.

Jiyuan shook and closed the gate of the courtyard.

"Stop looking, the jujube trees in my courtyard also need to be practiced. If there is nothing special, it won't fall into fruition."

"I'm not a special thing when I'm here?"

The old beggar said this, and when he saw the truth, he returned to the table under the tree to write, and could only smile helplessly.

"The old beggar went to visit Yuhuai Mountain. They also saw my silence with Mr. Ji. After I mentioned it, I got you in Ning'an County."

Yes, the crux of this is true. Jiyuan said so in his heart, but his hands kept silent.

"Since the death of the Gyeonggi Prefecture Dharma Assembly, the old man's whereabouts were not revealed. Ji thought he had already left Dazhen, so he didn't want to stay here?"

‘I don’t feel bad if I owe you this favor!’

The old beggar muttered in his heart, but he said it was haha.

"It is rare to have the Yuhuai Saint Realm in this land of Dazhen. There is a real dragon dormant in Tongtian River, and there is also a true immortal hidden. The old beggar is very curious. It is no wonder that the long-bearded men in Tianji Pavilion are considered to be very powerful in Dazhen."

Jiyuan wrote with a smile and glanced at the old beggar.

"Okay, Ji doesn't want you to have any favors, and it seems like you are obsessed with the people who owe money. You are a beggar who regards the sky as the quilt and the ground as the bed, but you are a tyrant."

"Oh, Mr. Ji, you are so poisonous! You know that the more you say to someone with my cultivation and mind, the more I say this, the more I feel, the more uncomfortable I feel. You still say this...tsk tsk tsk..."

When the old beggar was amused and crying, Lu Xiaoyou had already walked to the stone table, holding his elbows and holding his chin to look at the paper on the table.

Although he is a little beggar, he has learned calligraphy since he was nine years old, so he can see what is written on the paper.

"The universe is big in the sleeve, the sun and the moon are long in the pot, the transformation is in the square inch, and the Tao embodies thousands of things. This is the technique of the universe in the sleeve..."

"Children are presumptuous!"

The old beggar suddenly looked nervous and stretched out his hand to pull the little beggar to his side. Unexpectedly, Mr. Ji wrote such important techniques on paper without guarding. Just listening to Xiao You recited these few sentences, you could imagine what a mysterious magic method it was.

It’s also a big blame for being too few and Xiao You’s affairs in the world of cultivation. This is a taboo in all circles of cultivation!

Ji Yuan saw that the old beggar suddenly became angry at the little beggar rarely. At first, he was stunned, and then he reacted and laughed.

"It's not a problem, Ji Mou is just deducing and practicing calligraphy."

After saying this, I waved my sleeves habitually, and all the pens, inkstones on the table were put into my sleeves. The brush in my hand rotated and flew into my sleeves.

Not to mention the success of the cultivation of the universe in the sleeve, the world is almost impossible to compare with the slightest supernatural powers that Jiyuan imagines. The first few sentences on the paper are just a kind of wish, and to put it bluntly, it is more like a kind of self-exaggerated boast and encouragement, but it ends up being shocked by the old beggar.

The old beggar looked at the table with an inexplicable expression and looked at Jiyuan's sleeves. The movement of just taking away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone was definitely not like the ordinary art of taking things, and it was too free and easy to follow.
Chapter completed!