The world of Taoism

Chapter 342
When Rune Sword was about to summon the White Tiger Marshal, the statue of the White Tiger Marshal radiated light.

There was an earth-shattering roar.

In an instant, everyone seemed to be in the deep mountains and old forests.

A tiger as huge as the sky and the earth stood on the top of the mountain, roaring proudly in the sky, with a mighty majesty like hell.

After the cry, a lifelike white tiger appeared outside the hall.

Because the body is too huge, so stand outside the hall.

The height alone is three meters high, and the body is at least 15 meters long.

It is as big as a millstone, and its eyes are bigger than copper bells.

"Tianshi Zhou, I have been admiring you for a long time." Tiger said, "Your Excellency, it is a coincidence that the monsters in the mountains have changed a lot these days, and this sacrificial ceremony is specially held."

The tiger's voice was very old. The moment he spoke, waves of rolling sound swept over the surroundings, and the flowers, plants and trees swayed unsteadily.

"Greetings to Patriarch." Fu Jian quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

The white tiger marshal in front of him has only seen it when he casts spells.

Seeing it today is really powerful.

What surprised Fu Jian even more was that Zhou Xuan was able to talk to Marshal Bai Hu on an equal footing.

Zhu Hanjie was thoughtful at the side, looking at Zhou Xuan's back, he seemed to have made some decision in his heart.

"I am the Celestial Master of Shenxiao Palace, who has met Marshal Baihu." Zhou Xuan said.

The strength of the white tiger in front of him should not be underestimated.

It should be around the eclosion period, but judging from the appearance of Marshal Baihu, he should be a little weak.

Is it all because of being too old?
Zhou Xuan remembered that the legend of the White Tiger Marshal existed thousands of years ago.

This guy should have lived for thousands of years.

It shouldn't be a problem for a master in the eclosion stage to live for thousands of years.

Coupled with other miscellaneous spells, it is estimated that it can last for hundreds of years.

Practitioners are the same as ordinary people, and their body functions will gradually weaken with the passage of life.

"Your Excellency can also see the current situation of the old man?" Marshal Baihu smiled wryly.

"Is your Excellency a human or a tiger?" Zhou Xuan was a little surprised.

The White Tiger Marshal looked no different from a human.

As the saying goes, shemale is distinct, in addition to different races, the way of thinking is also different.

Some monsters took human form but the way of thinking is still the same as before.

This time Baihu behaved in a polite manner, not like an ordinary mountain village monster.

Anyway, like an elder who has read poetry and books.

"The old man should be human, I don't remember clearly." Marshal Baihu tilted his head, frowning in thought.

"Then you should know the secret formula of dragon and tiger, right? This is why I came here."

"of course I know."

Marshal Baihu's gaze was full of reminiscence, Zhou Xuan's arrival reminded him of the events that happened thousands of years ago.

Thousands of years ago, he seemed to be just an ordinary cultivator.

It was Zhou Xuan who practiced and found this formula.

This formula is very profound, with only a few short lines of incantations.

It can be said that there is no way to cultivate. After more than ten years of cultivation, he still looks mediocre, and his cultivation base is not too strong.

This is true for the nine spells of Jintan Huayang.

Without the general outline of astronomical formulas, these spells are basically not inherited.

The value of general practice is not high, unless you find another way to deduce your own inheritance through this spell.

Later, Marshal Baihu came to the mountains.

At that time, I happened to meet someone in the village offering sacrifices to Marshal Baihu.

However, since the statue enshrined in this temple seems to have lost its divine power, it is estimated that the gods have died out naturally.

At this time, Marshal Baihu came up with an idea, simply occupying the magpie's nest, and using Marshal Baihu's beliefs for his own cultivation.

Since then, he has settled in these mountains.

As time passed, his whole person was fixed into the image of a white tiger.

It can never become a human being, and it cannot be separated from this mountainous area, it has been fixed by faith.

He has been living in this place for thousands of years.

"Did you come to me to ask for spells?" Marshal Baihu said, "I remember that there was such a person 200 years ago."

"It should be Master Mao Jiuzu." Zhou Xuan said.

As long as he is willing to borrow it, Zhou Xuan is bound to get this thing anyway, so even if he has to fight for it.

"It should be the name."

Zhou Xuan proposed to exchange, but Marshal Baihu remained silent.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, no one spoke, only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

After a long time, Marshal Baihu said slowly: "I can give it to you, but I need to exchange it with something."

"Senior, please tell me." Zhou Xuan said.

"The old man's vitality is seriously injured, and his lifespan is about to come to an end. If you can get something to replenish your vitality in exchange, then the old man will teach you the method."

This requirement is difficult to say.

Replenishment items are everywhere.

But finding something that can complement the size of Marshal Baihu is a bit hard to find.

These elixirs are rare in the world, even if Zhou Xuan now controls a part of Yangzhou, he will not be able to find them for a while.

Zhou Xuan smiled when he heard the words: "It just so happens that there is such a thing on my hands."

Zhou Xuan spread out his palm, and a palm-sized pebble appeared in the center of his palm.

A little purple girl was sleeping inside the pebbles.

The eyes were closed tightly, and the long eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably. The moment she took them out, the little girl woke up, and an inexplicable force swept all around.

"This is..." Marshal Baihu was surprised.

Such a powerful barbaric spirit, with a sense of cosmic loftiness.

Starlight comes to life, and you send a purple blob.

Marshal Baihu was shocked again, he could feel the powerful life energy inside.

The life energy is extremely huge, enough to supplement the loss of vitality.

Zhou Xuan put water droplets into the bottle and handed it to Marshal Baihu: "This should be enough."

"Of course, the old man will pass it on to you." Marshal Bai Hu gently blew out a breath, forming a small booklet with four large characters of Dragon and Tiger Zongjue written on it.

"The dragon and tiger formula, recite the mantra once, and take a breath.

For a moment, he transforms himself into a dragon and tiger, going up to the sky and entering the earth, riding freely, flying sand and rocks, the sky is dark, the sky is dark, the waves are overwhelming, and the waves are chaotic. "

With the two techniques in hand, only the other one is left, which is the only one that has no clue. I don't know when it will take to gather them all.

Zhou Xuan put away the booklet, and the ground suddenly shook.

The woods swayed violently, the leaves swished and rolled down, and the birds and beasts ran away.

Zhou Xuan thought of something and asked, "You mean that the sacrificial ceremony just now was caused by demons?"

Marshal Baihu's face was solemn, and he looked in a certain direction: "Yes. The source is in a small village, and it seems that it can't be suppressed."

As soon as the words were finished, thunder suddenly struck during the day, and the clear sky suddenly rolled into dark clouds.

Shocking roars came from a distance, the mountains were pitch black, and heavy rain fell.

"Looks like he's still a big devil." Zhou Xuan said with a smile.

In his eyes, the sky in the northwest direction has already turned blood red, with a strong smell of blood.

The small village seemed a little restless.

(End of this chapter)