Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Chapter 108 Horns and Cloak (Please Subscribe)
The snow was falling heavily, and the mountains and forests were quiet, with only the rustling sound of snow falling on the branches.

Wu Tian, ​​a dog-headed human with white fur all over his body, carried a mixed iron rod as he walked through the snow.

He wasn't in a hurry to get going. In this kind of snowy weather, everything was covered in a vast expanse of white, and even breathing felt a bit chilly.

But he particularly liked this kind of snow, as if all his distracting thoughts were drowned by it. The snowflakes landed on his hair and palms, cool and refreshing, yet with an indescribable sense of freedom.

The dog frolicked in the snow, sometimes running wildly, sometimes howling, and sometimes getting agitated, using its staff to perform the transformations of the Life and Death Talismans. When the iron staff flew, the wind and thunder roared, echoing throughout the mountains and forests.

After walking for most of the day, it was evening. The sky was overcast, and a strong wind was blowing dark clouds, making it look like another heavy snow was coming.

Wu Tian arrived through the snow, his burly figure carrying an iron rod. In the vast expanse of snow and wind, it was impossible to tell what kind of monster he was.

He reached the village, opened his mouth and swallowed the iron rod into his stomach, then his body swayed and he returned to his original form.

The scene of the dog-headed human entering the village last time was still vivid in his mind, but he had no intention of explaining anything to those ordinary villagers.

Even Chi Limu feared his great demon form, let alone these ordinary people.

After several days of passionate interaction with Bai Qian, Wu Tian's anger subsided considerably, and he became more peaceful.

His body was that of a great demon, inheriting all the characteristics of a demon god's body. He could change size at will. At this moment, when he transformed into his true form, he was no more than three feet tall, and his entire body was pure white. He left footprints on the snow, which were then gradually buried by the heavy snow.

When they arrived at the village entrance, the villagers guarding the gate naturally spotted the white dog.

After a slight hesitation, someone exclaimed in surprise, "Is Bai Long'er back?"

"It must be it!"

"Bai Long'er hasn't been back for a long time..."

Amidst the joyful cheers of his fellow villagers, Wu Tian returned to the village in the wind and snow. As the sky grew dark, torches had already been lit in some places, and although the weather was cold, the village was filled with the warmth of human activity.

It walked step by step to the bamboo house of the bear tree, as if everything had returned to the past, and nothing had changed.

Upon entering the bamboo house, Wen Ruyun greeted her with delight, "Bai Long'er, with such heavy snow, why are you back at this hour?"

"Come in, come in."

"You're covered in snow, shall I clean it off for you?"

After what happened before, Wen Ruyun grew even more fond of the white dog, and she was helpless after Manxiongmu got into trouble.

It was Bai Long'er who personally carried the severely injured Man Xiong Mu back.

This shared experience of hardship made her consider the dog as family.

Wu Tian felt a little uncomfortable with her enthusiasm, so he quickly shook his fur. A gust of wind swept by, and every snowflake on his body was swept away.

The wind blew the snowflakes outside the door, and then the back door slammed shut, shutting out the wind and snow.

At this moment, Man Xiongmu also came down from upstairs. He was an old and shrewd man, and when he saw that Wu Tian was walking in from outside in his true form, he guessed something.

"You little rascal, what are you being so coy about inside? Are you afraid I'll laugh at your ugly head?"

Wu Tian's face darkened slightly. He felt that ever since this old man's narrow escape from death last time, his mouth had become as poisonous as if it had been smeared with arsenic.

After a moment's hesitation, he swayed and transformed into a dog-headed human.

"Want to have a drink with this old man?" Man Xiongmu held up a horn-shaped cup. "In this snowy weather, a sip of strong liquor... the feeling..."

He smacked his lips as he spoke, looking as if he was savoring the memory.

"I was just about to try it." Wu Tian stepped forward, took the ox horn from Man Xiongmu's hand, opened the dog's mouth, and poured a mouthful of murky wine into it.

The spicy aroma immediately filled his mouth and almost choked him.

"Cough cough..."

Man Xiongmu couldn't help but burst into laughter, "You dog, you've clearly never drunk strong liquor before, yet you dare to drink it in such large gulps."

"My wine has been infused with the essence of rock fire; the moment it enters your mouth, it feels like a raging fire burning your throat."

"Have you learned your lesson now?"

Wu Tian was slightly embarrassed. He really hadn't expected the wine to be so strong, but there was nothing he could do. How could he, with his dog-like head, sip the wine like Man Xiongmu?

"You old geezer, you weren't doing this on purpose, were you?"

Man Xiongmu snatched the bull horn from his hand. "You dog can't enjoy good things. Come on, come with me."

Seeing the master and disciple bickering, Wen Ruyun hurriedly prepared food, "Bai Long'er, why don't you stay here tonight and not leave? I'll prepare some snacks for you two to go with your drinks."

"Thank you, Master's wife," Wu Tian said.

When Wen Ruyun saw him call her "Master's Wife," her smile grew even more fervent.

"Go quickly, go quickly, it's been a long time since you and your master have seen each other."

Wu Tian nodded and followed Man Xiongmu upstairs.

Upstairs in her room, Shi Yu, who was finishing her homework, also heard the commotion downstairs and peered curiously down.

Upon hearing the sound of the bear going upstairs, he immediately sat up straight and began to recite the incantation on the bamboo slip in his hand.

"You're half-hearted and not focused. You're punished by having to copy today's homework five times. You're not allowed to eat until you finish."

Mang Xiong Mu Zao noticed his little trick and scolded him.

Shi Yu's head drooped immediately, looking utterly devastated, as if the sky was about to fall.

Wu Tian couldn't help but laugh: "Master, aren't you being too strict with Junior Brother? He's still young after all."

Upon hearing this, Shi Yu immediately perked up his ears and cautiously looked at Man Xiongmu.

"Senior brother is still the best..."

Man Xiongmu shook his head: "This child has good aptitude, but lacks willpower. If he is not disciplined, he will waste his talent sooner or later."

"As for your age, don't you even consider how old you are?"

Wu Tian suddenly realized that he felt as if he had lived two lives, as if a long time had passed, but he was only ten years old in this life.

However, he had already experienced many life-and-death situations and cultivated into a great demon body.

"Since that's the case, then we should discipline them properly. How about we increase their workload tenfold..."

"What?" Shi Yu stared wide-eyed at his senior brother, who had a dog's head and a human body, in disbelief.

You... you really are a dog!

Man Xiongmu glared at Wu Tian, ​​then turned to Shi Yu and said, "Did you hear that? Your senior brother is rewarding you by making your homework ten times higher today."

"If you miss a single incantation, see how I deal with you."

After the master and apprentice finished speaking, they turned and went to another room, leaving Shi Yu behind, who looked dazed and heartbroken.

……

After the master and disciple sat down, Man Xiongmu asked about Wu Tian's recent situation. Wu Tian did not hide anything and told him about his arduous cultivation in Xiankong Mountain and his discovery of the spiritual banana plant in Luoxia Valley.

Then she took out a sealed banana fruit and handed it to him. "This fruit is full of essence and nourished by the moonlight, so it is quite rare."

“Master, you have lost a lot of vital energy and shortened your lifespan. Eating this fruit should help you recover some of it.”

Looking at the banana fruit, which was pure white, three-sided, and covered with cloud-like patterns, Man Xiongmu hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "It would be a waste for me to eat this fruit. You should keep it for yourself!"

Wu Tian simply stuffed the fruit into his hand, saying, "Master, when did you start being so polite with me? This fruit will ripen again in a while, it's not like we're out of fruit. Just eat it."

"Also, I must remind you that if you give this fruit to your junior brother, it will only satisfy his appetite."

“The cultivation of foundation building and qi cultivation does not require external objects. Whether it is opening the orifices, circulating qi, condensing the form, or the mysterious gate, it all depends on oneself.”

"After all, the human body is limited, and no amount of essence can be retained. Only those who have reached the Refining Realm can use external objects to replenish their essence, energy, and spirit, and refine their magical power."

"Master, you mustn't be reluctant to eat it yourself!"

Looking at the fierce-looking, dog-headed demon in front of him, who was earnestly trying to persuade him to eat the banana fruit, Man Xiongmu felt quite gratified. "You little dog are really trying."

"Don't worry, I will swallow the fruit later and digest it using my internal energy."

Wu Tian was relieved. For cultivators in the Refining Realm, magical power almost represents everything.

Whether it's fighting, cultivating, or recuperating, as long as you have enough magical power, you can handle it.

However, if one's magical power is insufficient, then one is not much stronger than an ordinary Foundation Establishment or Qi Cultivation cultivator.

After finishing these matters, Wu Tian inquired about Man Xiongmu's injuries.

"We're all at the Refining Realm, so these physical injuries are nothing. It's just that the magical power we accumulated was almost completely depleted in that Yin Wind Cave, and it won't be able to recover in a short time."

"Your fruit came just in time; it can at least replenish some of our nutrients."

Man Xiongmu said no more, and then instructed, "If you have any extra fruit, be sure to send some to Master Zhu."

"If there isn't one, we'll use this one as a substitute."

"Master Zhu is a master of the primordial spirit, so naturally he has no need for your things."

"But as your disciple, you must do your best."

Wu Tian nodded silently, "I know. I've prepared an extra one. I'll go to Skull Mountain later to deliver it to Master Zhu."

A smile finally appeared on Man Xiongmu's face: "You little dog have finally grown up and learned about human relationships, haha!"

Wu Tian didn't know what he was feeling, but looking at Man Xiongmu's gray hair in front of him, he felt a little bitter.

Perhaps... she was thinking of her father from a past life...

The master and disciple chatted for five or six minutes, and then Man Xiongmu imparted all of his knowledge of the Youfeng Technique. Combined with the Twelve Transformations of Ghosts and Gods, this formed a complete Dao Embryo Technique.

Although it is of extremely low quality, barely qualifying as a second-grade item, it is still the most precious legacy of the Wild Bear Wood.

Wu Tian obtained the Ghost Wind Technique, only to discover that this technique was remarkably similar to the Yin Wind he had cultivated.

However, the Yin Wind he created using the "Three-Headed Demon God's Prison Suppression Scripture" and Wind Escape Technique was even more mysterious and unpredictable.

The "Three-Headed Demon God's Prison Suppression Scripture" is a Dharma gate of the Taiqing Temple, personally transmitted by the sect leader Fu Zhao, and he cannot pass it on to outsiders.

"I might be able to supplement the 'Ghost Wind Method' and the 'Twelve Transformations of Ghosts and Gods' based on the Yin Wind Method, thereby improving the quality of this Dao Embryo Method."

He made a mental note of this matter. If he could accomplish it, it would not only help him organize his cultivation and increase his foundation, but it would also be a great help to Manxiong Mu.

If the Savage Bear Wood can use this to break through to the Dao Embryo stage and extend its lifespan.

It was worth the time we spent as master and disciple...

The master and apprentice chatted all night without realizing it, and the lamps stayed lit all night. By the time dawn broke, Man Xiongmu was already showing signs of exhaustion.

Wu Tian stood up to take his leave. "Master, you should rest well. I won't stay any longer. I still need to make a trip to Skull Mountain."

Man Xiongmu nodded, "Alright, Master Zhu is, after all, a master of the Nascent Soul stage, and I can no longer offer much guidance on your current cultivation."

"With her overseeing things for you, your path of cultivation will be smoother."

Wu Tian nodded and was about to leave when Man Xiongmu handed him a sealed cow horn with a smile. "Keep these Fire Rock Wines. They're great for soothing your throat when the weather is cold."

"Also, your master's wife sewed a cloak for you. She was talking about it a while ago, wondering when you would be back."

"Although you are no longer afraid of the cold or heat, it is still her good intention. It can protect you from the wind and snow, so it is of some use."

Wu Tian felt a warmth in his heart, grasped the ox horns, and nodded silently.

When they came downstairs, Wen Ruyun indeed took out a large cloak from her room. It was entirely black, with fine stitches, thick and solemn.

"Bai Long'er, come and try on this cloak to see if it fits."

"With such a heavy snowstorm outside, you didn't even suggest waiting for the snow to stop before leaving."

"Wearing this cloak will at least provide some cover..."

Wu Tian was slightly stunned. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "This material... is it the black panther skin that Master wore?"

Wen Ruyun said with a smile, "Your master said that his animal skin was badly damaged and could not be repaired. I thought the hide was nice, so I kept it and made a cloak for you."

"Come and try it..."

Wu Tian had no choice but to let the woman tiptoe over and drape the cloak over his shoulders, adjusting the cape and the hem of his clothes.

He lowered his body slightly, his eyes downcast, making it impossible to see his expression.

After I put it on, it fit perfectly.

Clearly, she had memorized Wen Ruyun's figure after their brief encounter last time.

"Thank you, Master!"

The black cloak covered its entire body fur, and the bull horns could be hung in the inner pouch, leaving only the dog's head exposed.

"No need to thank me, we're all family. It's snowing heavily outside, be careful on the road."

"When you have free time, come back and visit your master..."

Wu Tian listened to her rambling for a bit, then went outside. The wind had stopped, but the snow was still falling, and the snow on the ground was very thick.

Before dawn, there was no starlight in the pitch-black night.

He stepped out of the room and said to Wen Ruyun, who was dressed rather thinly, "Master's wife, it's cold outside, let's go back inside!"

As he spoke, he looked up at the bamboo building and vaguely saw the figure of an old man at the window.

Wu Tian nodded, then pulled the hood over his head to cover the somewhat ferocious dog's head, and wrapped himself in the cloak before striding away into the vast snowy night.

He walked quite a distance before the bamboo house's door closed, keeping the wind and snow out.

Only then did Wu Tian turn around and glance back, his eyes burning with flames, piercing through the darkness and snow.

It took him a long time to come to his senses. He tightened his cloak, transformed into a gust of wind, and headed towards Skull Mountain.

(End of this chapter)