Taoist help me live forever

Chapter 111

Zhaojiagou, the old ancestor's mansion.

The peach blossoms ripened by spiritual arts bloom in all seasons.

Under the peach tree.

Yulan was wearing a white jacket, leaning against an oval stone table, holding a small white porcelain bowl filled with white milk in one hand.

The other hand holds a spoon to scoop up milk and feeds the little white cat lying on the stone table, which is slightly bigger than a palm, spoon by spoon.

"Little meow, eat some more."

Yulan talked softly to the little white cat, just like coaxing a child.

The little white cat turned over, revealing its chubby belly, and patted it with its furry paws, which meant that it was full.

"My husband said that you have been imprisoned by the bad guys for 20 years, and your growth has been restricted by secret methods. You have never drank a sip of milk since you were a child.

If you don't eat more now, you may not grow up in the future. "

Yulan persuaded and threatened, and stretched out the spoon again.

"Xiao Miao, this is the ewe's milk that I managed to get someone to find. It also contains a lot of medicinal materials. You can eat more."

The little white cat rolled its eyes in a humane way, its little head turned to one side, unmoved at all.

Yulan immediately put the bowl away, snorted softly, and complained to Yu Xian who was stroking the tiger at the side:

"Master, Xiao Miao won't listen to me again."

"Meow!"

The little white cat was so frightened that its fur all over its body exploded, its tail was raised high, and it rushed to the milk bowl like a tiger pouncing on food, sticking out a small pink and tender tongue, and started drinking.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing this, Yulan let out a cheerful laugh, patted the little white cat's head with her hands, and said with pride:

"I still have to sue, next time I see if you dare to be disobedient?"

"Drink quickly, I have prepared a lot for you."

For this little guy who appeared suddenly, Yulan responded with great kindness and enthusiasm.

After all, someone would go out to drink tea when he had nothing to do, train his concubines, and enjoy the sugar-coated cannonball attacks of the Zhao family from time to time.

But she has no friends in the Zhao family.

Except for Sister Wang who occasionally came to accompany her, she didn't even have anyone to talk to.

No matter how close she is to her husband, some things are always difficult to say.

So when this little guy who was randomly brought back by her husband appeared, she seemed to have an extra playmate and an emotional confidant.

That's right, just bullying it can't speak.

Yu Xian, who was half lying on the chair, saw Yulan enjoying himself there, the corners of his mouth also curled up, showing a hint of a smile, and glanced at Guihu who was lying beside his reclining chair.

"Fortunately, you gave birth to a tigress, if it was a male, hehe..."

The two tigers, one big and one small, were naturally the trophies he got from the Ghost Tiger School.

Monster beasts can practice transformation these days.

If you want to raise a father, with so many women around you, being looked at for nothing is already a crime worthy of death.

If one day he transforms into a form and snatches a woman from him, it will be bloody.

In order to put an end to this slight possibility, regardless of whether it is a ghost tiger or a little white tiger, if either is not a mother, both mothers have to be turned into roast meat.

The Ghost Tiger Pai Lei family has passed down a secret art of controlling tigers from generation to generation, which can easily control monster tigers, and even control tiger monsters by leaps and bounds.

But this secret technique is quite tasteless, and it can only be used against tigers.

Yu Xian came so suddenly, the Lei family and his son naturally had no time to destroy the inheritance, so all the treasures of the Ghost Tiger Sect were packed and brought back by him.

Including this tiger control technique.

After practicing for three days, Yu Xian had already mastered this secret technique.

Coupled with the acquisition of Guihu's natal puppet from the old man in black robe, controlling Guihu is almost a matter of course.

Yu Xian patted Guihu's head, obviously he was laughing, but still made Guihu tremble with fright.

The new owner beside him is not the black-robed old man who forcibly controls it with secret methods through intrigue and trickery.

It naturally looks down on the weak, even if the natal puppet is in the hands of people, it doesn't care.

Because it knew that the black-robed old man was reluctant to kill it.

But for the strong, it fully respects the law of the jungle that has survived since childhood.

Because the new owner will literally kill it.

Seeing that Guihu is as well-behaved as a big cat, Yu Xian smiled and licked twice.

How to say it is also a foundation building combat power, it is a pity to kill and eat meat.

Moreover, this ghost tiger seems to be a different kind of tiger demon, and the ghost fog used to assist the tiger seems to have a lot of development potential, and it is inferior in the hands of the Lei family and his son.

Because the strength of the Lei family father and son is too weak, they have been deliberately suppressing the strength of Guihu for so many years, so that it can maintain the strength of the second-order early stage.

After all, the art of controlling the tiger is not a magical art, and it is already the limit to be able to control it beyond a large realm.

Whenever there is a breakthrough in Ghost Tiger's strength, the fragile contract between them will be broken.

And little white tiger.

In order to control the ghost tiger, the father and son of the Lei family used secret methods to suppress its growth. As a result, it has been born for 20 years, but its body is still as weak as a newborn tiger cub.

It can almost be said that the potential is completely wasted, and it is reduced to a waste material among tigers.

But after going through such torture, its wisdom seems to have grown tremendously.

But wisdom is just wisdom, and if there are no opportunities in the future, it will be at the level of a pet.

"and also……"

Yu Xian replayed the battle on Ghost Tiger Peak that day in his mind.

The strength of the blood puppet is as expected, and its frontal combat power is comparable to that of the late foundation establishment period, and it may still win.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to smash the Ghost Tiger faction's mountain guard formation head-on with three punches.

But the shortcomings are also obvious, that is, the lack of mobility, and the ability to dodge almost no ability to dodge the Kwai Shui God Thunder falling from the mountain guard formation, and can only be used as a target.

Fortunately, the bones of the blood puppet have been tempered by thunder, and they are extremely resistant to lightning attacks.

If it is replaced by other attacks of the same level, it is definitely not as easy as it was shown before.

In addition, the control distance of the blood puppet can only be said to be unsatisfactory, which is consistent with the coverage of the spiritual consciousness, nearly 600 meters.

A little further away, and the blood puppet would lose control and become a pile of human flesh.

But generally speaking, he is still satisfied.

Because as his realm grows, his spiritual consciousness will also become stronger.

When he breaks through the golden core and the coverage of his spiritual consciousness reaches tens of miles, the blood puppet will be no different from his second clone.

The other is that he discovered the way to upgrade the blood puppet.

It can only be said that magic skills are worthy of being magic skills, and the refined blood puppets are also magical. If the blood puppets want to continue to grow in strength, they must absorb enough flesh and blood essence.

"The puppet swallows the body, the ghost tiger devours the soul, the perfect partner for destroying corpses and destroying traces, is there something wrong with this style of painting?"

Yu Xian recalled that scene, and felt that he was becoming more and more like a devil.

Tap! !
The sound of footsteps came from outside, and the appearance of the third person broke the harmonious scene under the peach blossoms.

"Master, Miss Yulan."

It was Zhao Shiwen who came.

In the Zhao family, she was the only one who could walk in without notification.

Compared with the appearance of the previous two years, she looked more confident, with a plain face, but a high ponytail, without excessive makeup, and her baby face became thinner and more refined.

Moreover, she seemed to have tied her chest on purpose to make the curve of her chest flat, and at least two models were missing out of thin air.

It seems that in order to enhance her majesty, she also put on a dark dress, and her overall attire tends to be more neutral.

Of course, only Yu Xian can appreciate the hotness and enthusiasm under this disguise.

"Sister Shiwen, why are you here?"

Yulan was a little surprised when she saw Zhao Shiwen's outfit, but she didn't ask too much.

Zhao Shiwen smiled and said, "I want to ask the master about something over there in Fangshi."

"Is it about the beast tide?"

Yu Xian didn't get up, he lay down on the chair and said lazily.

Zhao Shiwen has long been accustomed to Yu Xian's straightforward way of speaking, she nodded and said:
"Yes, sir, many strange monsters have appeared nearby recently, and have injured many people. Everyone suspects that they came from the Ten Thousand Monster Mountain Range."

"Nowadays, the beast tide is making people panic, but there is no news from our ancestors yet, master, you are our backbone now.

The old man is a little afraid to come to see you, so he wants me to ask your opinion. "

Yu Xian casually said, "My opinion?"

"The sky is falling and there is a tall man holding it up. There is no news from Shangyang City. Why are they so anxious?"

"The ancestors of your family care more about the life and death of the Zhao family than you, and will find a way to notify you if there is any change.

Now that he has no news, it means that the situation has not yet reached a critical moment. "

"So my opinion is that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish."

"Why don't you take advantage of the panic caused by the news of the beast tide, and get more spirit stones.

If the Zhao family can have two more Foundation Establishment cultivators, you don't have to worry about the beast tide, aren't they all running spirit stones. "

Zhao Shiwen laughed amused by these words, and agreed:

"What the master said is that I also feel that Fangshi still lacks some strength, and many things are done with restraint."

"In fact, there are quite a few monks in the Zhao family who have perfected their qi training, and there are four or five of them under the age of 60, but they are all waiting for the foundation-building pill of their ancestors, and none of them are willing to take risks.

As far as I know, the Zhao family also has two copies of the Foundation Establishment Spiritual Artifacts.

If all of them are willing to fight to the death, maybe one or two of them will be made. "

Awakened by Yu Xian's words, Zhao Shiwen secretly made a decision, planning to sign a contract with a monk who has perfected Qi training with the foundation-building spiritual object in Fangshi.

As long as the strength comes up, the problem will not be a problem.

It's just a pity that seeing the attitude of the master, he intends to stay out of the matter.

Otherwise, taking advantage of this beast tide is also a great opportunity for them to develop their influence in the Zhao family.

Having been the head of Zhaojiafang City for more than two years, and being delegated unlimited power by Yu Xian, Zhao Shiwen's appetite has long been raised.

Now she not only wants to be the master in Zhaojiafang City, but also wants to be the master in the Zhao family.

(End of this chapter)