The tiger with striking eyes and white forehead roared twice and asked strangely: "You practice the Qiankun Circle method, why don't you know the origin of this method?"
This tiger talked eloquently, like a well-educated Confucian: "There are many ways to worship and refining rings as magic weapons in the world, but they can never escape from the three major sources of the diamond circle, the universe circle, and the wishful band."
"Your circle can be big or small, but you just fly out and hit people. What else is it if it's not a circle of heaven and earth?"
"This method is passed down by the Great God of Santan Haihui. It is an authentic orthodox way and has been passed down by the evil demon clan. The methods of each family are slightly different."
"He is a tall man. He is an ancient god. He has been practicing since he was a child, comprehending the mysteries, and has subdued the seventy-two cave demon kings. He has so many deeds that it is difficult to explain them all at once. If you are interested, find a copy of "Three Altars"
You will know the clues if you read "The Legend of the Great God of Haihui"."
Wang Chong's fear gradually faded away and he touched the dim copper ring. Curious, he couldn't help but ask: "The tiger's demonic aura is so powerful that it can weaken the refining fire of my magic weapon. I don't know what kind of practice I have done."
A powerful Taoist method?"
The tiger with striking eyes and white forehead pressed down his four paws and lay on the ground, saying: "The demon clan is the inheritance of Ten Thousand Demon Art, but each family has different income. After I became a spirit, I was born with a black wind curse.
Focusing on cutting down the right family principles is not only useful for magic weapons, but also has great effects on people."
Xiaochong was surprised and asked: "Isn't the Black Wind Curse the inheritance of Black Wind Temple?"
The tiger with striking eyes and white forehead roared and replied: "I was born in the Black Wind Temple. I was the mount of the old temple master of his family and served him for more than three hundred years. The old master passed away, and his descendants who did not obey him left alone.
Leave and wander in all directions."
Xiaochong nodded repeatedly, dumbfounded, but secretly shouted in his heart: "He is a tiger demon with a Taoist practice. No matter where he practices, he must have a great reputation. I have never heard that there is a tiger in Bailu Mountain, let alone there is one."
Tiger monster, this tiger monster must have come from somewhere else."
"He intentionally chatted with me. Many things he didn't need to say at all, but he seemed to know everything and talked endlessly. He seemed to be a talkative person."
"Something's wrong."
"Besides, why is it such a coincidence? Are you from the Black Wind Temple again?"
Although Xiao Chong was convinced that this tiger monster must have a purpose, it was just a guess after all, and he didn't dare to be sure.
He was thinking about Zhu Ying and couldn't help but ask: "I have a good friend named Zhu Ying. He is fourteen or fifteen years old. He is handsome. He disappeared today. I wonder if the tiger has seen him before?"
The tiger with striking eyes and white forehead shouted: "I have seen him before, he has gone back to the academy."
Xiaochong was immediately surprised and shouted: "It turns out nothing happened to Brother Zhu."
The tiger with eye-catching eyes and a beautiful white forehead shouted: "I'll give you a ride."
Without waiting for the insect to refuse, he jumped forward, opened his mouth wide, grabbed the insect's belt, and with the wind in his four claws, he jumped ten feet. In less than half an hour, he left the forest and arrived at the foot of Bailu Mountain.
He let go of Xiaochong and said: "The academy is in front of you. It's not convenient for me to show up in front of others, so you can go back on your own."
Xiao Chong bowed deeply and walked towards the academy. He still felt a little strange. There must be some explanation for the mysterious nature of this tiger's arrival.
Just after the little insect left, the tiger with eye-catching white forehead and colorful eyes rolled on the spot and turned into a big man in yellow clothes, shouting: "The man has been sent back."
A young man in white suddenly appeared, and beside him was a younger man whose appearance was fifty-six times similar to him. It was Zhu Ying who had been missing all day.
The young man in white raised his hands as a gift and said, "Thank you, Brother Lu."
The big man in yellow who transformed into a tiger also raised his hand and shouted: "Little Dragon King, why do you have to be so polite?"
The young man in white said, "I'll treat Brother Lu to a drink later."
The big man in yellow roared loudly and ran away, with a faint black wind surging around his body, turning into a rolling tornado.
As soon as the big man in yellow left, Zhu Ying shouted: "Second brother, I want to study in the academy, you can't take me home."
The young man in white knocked Zhu Ying on the forehead and said with a bit of affection: "You have been away from home for a long time, and your parents are worried. If we see you, we must take you home. Don't make it difficult for the second brother."
Zhu Ying looked stubborn and refused to give in.
The boy in white sighed helplessly: "How can I be willing to go home?"
Zhu Ying replied: "Let me study for two more years."
The young man in white said: "Two years is too long, I want you to play for seven more days."
Zhu Ying shouted: "How can we do it in seven days? At least one year."
The two bargained and finally settled on a period of half a month. The young man in white sighed several times and walked away.
Zhu Ying sent her brother away without hesitation. She made a magic formula and her whole body turned into a mist. The mist dissipated in a moment and no one could be seen.
Xiao Chong returned to the attic of the warehouse and saw Zhu Ying studying. He couldn't help but ask, "Where did you come from? I haven't been able to find him all day."
Zhu Ying chuckled and said: "I didn't have time to tell you about some family matters, so I went out. Don't be angry, I also left you something delicious."
Zhu Ying took out a food box. There were more than ten kinds of snacks in the food box. Each one was exquisite and perfectly cooked. It was not like a foodie, and people couldn't bear to touch the chopsticks.
Xiaochong was a little angry when he saw his friend return, but he was relieved after all. He was already very hungry, so he took a piece of snack and put it into his mouth. It was sweet and refreshing, extremely soft and glutinous, and he praised it repeatedly.
Zhu Ying gave the food box to Wang Chong, but she didn't eat it herself. With a faint smile on her lips, she watched him eating Haisai like crazy, and suddenly asked: "Have you been looking for me all day?"
Xiaochong nodded and replied: "We have searched both inside and outside the academy. I am also stunned. I should go find your servant first. If there is no news, then report it to the official. Wouldn't it be more useful than me searching randomly by myself?
How much?”
Zhu Ying smiled slightly and thought to himself: "If my brother hadn't watched him and searched for me in the back mountains without any idea, he might not have been so easy to talk to. Give me half a month."
The big man in yellow clothes stands gracefully on the top of the mountain.
The young man in white walked up the mountain and said, "It is rumored that a treasure came out of Xiaohan Mountain and was obtained by the old man Bai Zhu. I don't know where it went wrong, but it couldn't be carried away."
"Now that the news has spread, seventeen or eighty groups of cultivators have come to join in the fun. Even many warriors in the world have heard some external news and swarmed over. Let's go and have a look."
The big man in yellow said: "That's fine."
The big man in yellow created a black wind, and the young man in white manipulated a cloud of mist. The two of them were half wind and half mist, and they were far away in a short time.
After school the next day, Zhu Ying called Wang Chong to the back mountain, took out two wooden swords, handed one to him, and said, "Today I will teach you the Yuanyuan Sword Style."
"This sword style is divided into yin and yang styles. The yang sword style is the martial arts of the human world, and the yin sword style is the method of controlling the sword of the immortal family. Each has sixty-four styles."
Zhu Ying seemed a little anxious, so he practiced the sixty-four moves of Yin and Yang and the Yang Sword style without giving detailed instructions from the beginning, and asked him to practice accordingly.
Xiaochong is talented and has a photographic memory, but he has never practiced martial arts since he was a child. He learned every move with great difficulty.