Chapter 179 Bai Jiaolong's Closeness to Seeking the Moon
Zhao Xun thought that he had only a half-knowledge of spiritual beasts, but after some advice from his mentor Qinglian Taoist Priest Wu Quanyi, it was as if he could see through the clouds.
Because when leaving Chang'an and heading south to Jiangnan, you either took the official road or the canal.
Zhao Xun couldn't bring the white dragon with him, so he had to store it in the chessboard space.
Thanks to the large enough space on the chessboard, otherwise the white dragon might not be able to move freely.
After the think tank meeting ended, Zhao Xun returned to his room, and he carefully took out the copy of "The Universe in the Scale" given by the great master.
Zhao Xun stared at the chessboard closely, and then saw the golden light shining.
Zhao Xun was instantly sucked into the chessboard space.
The familiar green mountains and green waters came into view, and Zhao Xun's mood suddenly became brighter.
It has to be said that this chessboard space is a real paradise, without any worries, it is a complete escape from the world.
“There is no discrimination without distinction!”
Zhao Xun read loudly.
Then the white dragon heard the sound and came, flew to Zhao Xun's side and coiled up, rubbing its head against Zhao Xun.
Although Zhao Xun enters the chessboard space to see it every night, he must know that a year on the chessboard is equal to a day outside the chessboard.
A day when Zhao Xun has not seen Bai Jiaolong is equivalent to a year since Zhao Xun has not been seen by Bai Jiaolong.
One year is long enough for a creature like a spirit beast. It seemed to be afraid of being abandoned, and kept rubbing its head against Zhao Xun to express its closeness. From time to time, it would snort once or twice and exhale a bunch of
White steam.
"Be good, I'll let you out soon."
Zhao Xun stroked the scales on its neck and said softly: "I heard that you were originally related to the monster in the sea, and you were transformed into a spirit beast by the academy's spiritual energy. So, you should be familiar with the spirit beast in the sea.
Do you understand me very well?"
The white dragon has a spirit, as if it can understand what Zhao Xun said.
It let out a low whine, and the scales on its body began to darken in color, vibrating slightly and making strange noises.
"Can you help me find them?"
Whether it's searching mountains and seas, or flying with swords.
After all, we still have to be able to find traces of monsters.
Otherwise, at most it will just be a big fanfare, but the actual effect will be mediocre.
Zhao Xun came to Jiangnan Road this time to do practical things, not to do superficial projects, so he made sure to find traces of the monsters.
I saw the scales of the white dragon vibrating more and more violently, and white mist emitted from the gaps in the scales.
"What's this?"
Zhao Xun frowned a little after hearing it.
"This tastes really..."
It’s really hard to put into words.
Zhao Xun couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.
Unexpectedly, the white dragon actually started to lick Zhao Xun.
"Well…"
Zhao Xun was licked with saliva all over his body, not to mention how embarrassed he was.
At this rate, he still had to take a shower before he could go out. Otherwise, if someone saw him like this, Zhao Xun's tall image would be completely lost.
When Bai Jiaolong saw that Zhao Xun was not happy, he stopped licking him and continued to make a low whimpering sound.
Zhao Xun stroked his head to show his approval.
This guy is definitely spiritual, able to understand or sense his master's emotions, and make the most appropriate move by observing his words and expressions.
Although Zhao Xun knew that the white dragon could understand what he meant, the key was that Zhao Xun didn't know what the white dragon was expressing.
He doesn't know the language of beasts, not even mythical beasts.
It seems that he still has to ask his mentor what the signal this guy released means.
Zhao Xun stood up and wanted to leave. At this time, the white dragon also stood up, as if he wanted to follow Zhao Xun.
"Be obedient, I have to go out for a while. Please stay here and don't wander around."
After some comfort from Zhao Xun, Bai Jiaolong's mood became stable again.
It obediently crossed its body again and watched eagerly as Zhao Xun recited the formula and left the chessboard world.
After Zhao Xun left the chessboard world, he went straight to his mentor Wu Quanyi.
At this moment, Wu Quanyi was meditating, and Zhao Xun did not dare to disturb him and carefully waited aside.
When his mentor returned to normal from the state of trance, Zhao Xun respectfully gave him a cross-hand salute.
"Master, my disciple just went to find the white dragon. This guy licked and rubbed me. It was nothing, but when my disciple asked it to help find the monster hidden in the sea, its scales spread.
It turned on, buzzing, and even the color became darker. Moreover, it emitted a white mist. My disciple didn’t understand what this meant, so I came here to ask you for advice.”
Zhao Xun kept his posture very low, as if he was asking for advice.
Wu Quanyi was very satisfied with Zhao Xun's attitude, and nodded slightly: "It agrees to help, which is not easy. Although it has become a spiritual beast now, after all, it still has the blood of the monster in its bones. It seems that agreement is better than
Bloodline is more important."
Zhao Xun deeply believed what Wu Quanyi said.
Just like the relationship between dogs and wolves, the two are essentially the same creature. It is nothing more than the docile wolves that humans have cultivated through generations of domestication and selection.
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, wolves turned into dogs.
But even so, the two genes are still more than 99% identical.
But dogs and wolves are completely different in how they get close to people, which proves that identity is more important than blood.
The same is true when looking at a larger level. Historically, the Central Plains dynasties changed like a revolving door, but the concept of Huaxia has never disappeared.
When barbarians enter China, they will be conquered by China; when barbarians enter China, they will be conquered by barbarians.
To put it bluntly, it is also a kind of cultural identity.
The white dragon originally had the blood of a monster, but it was influenced by the mountain chief and nourished by the aura of the academy to become a spiritual beast.
Today's white dragon is not a monster that hurts and eats people, but a good helper that can help people find monsters.
"But my mentor, there is still something my disciple doesn't understand."
"you say."
"If the white dragon really leads us to the monster's lair, will the monster think it is a traitor? Will the white dragon be in danger?"
Zhao Xun is still a little worried about this guy's safety.
If this guy is really attacked by a group of monsters, can Zhao Xun protect him?
"What are you afraid of? What about the monster's lair? Let these beasts come over and I will kill them with one sword."
Wu Quanyi said domineeringly.
As a second-grade strong man, he does have this confidence and the confidence.
Monsters are not like people in the Demon Sect. There are very few strong men above the third level, and it is impossible to temporarily improve their realm by forcibly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.
In other words, the realm of monsters is real. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them. There is no chance of cheating.
Qinglian swordsmanship is simple and straightforward, there are not so many bells and whistles, just fight against monsters.
"I haven't fought with a monster for a long time, and this time I had a good time!"