What kind of Journey to the West is this?

This three-palace divine fire can cause heaven and earth to change and bring worry to ghosts and gods.

The flowers and plants on the ground a few dozen steps away were burned dry and withered, and the gust of wind blew up the air in front of the eyes, causing it to slightly distort.

The black tiger calmly tried to dodge, but before the fire dragon could fly over, its fur began to sparkle with fire.

The black tiger jumped onto the bluestone in surprise, rolling and tumbling, raising a cloud of dust. He barely managed to avoid the raging fire, but his body was burning with pain.

It was like pouring a pot of wine on the body and lighting it up.

It was like a sharp knife was stabbing the body, cutting through the skin and flesh, leaving horizontal cuts left and right.

The pain went straight to my bones. The slightest movement made me feel like a pile of burning wood, my bones crackling. Then I raised my foot to walk, but the dry, scorched ground was steaming hot, making it impossible to place my foot.

Black Tiger has encountered opponents who are good at fire magic before.

The Three Saints Princess has a breath of fire from a stone, and Nezha the Third Prince has a fire-tipped spear, and when they fight, red flames rise into the sky.

But this is the first time I've seen it escape the divine fire and still be burned miserably!

Above the clouds.

Zhongli Quan was playing chess with Zhao Gongming, while Lü Dongbin was wandering around somewhere unknown.

Two people played chess, and the chess pieces made crisp sounds when they fell.

Zhao Gongming's chess moves were quite domineering. The black pieces rushed straight into the center and directly cut off the white pieces.

Zhongli Quan saw that he was in trouble and was about to finish his game, but his retreat was cut off by a black piece, and the black and white chessboard was full of crises.

But with the fall of a white piece, White suddenly gained an advantage on both sides, and the situation became brighter again. Even Zhao Gongming's domineering chess moves were blunted, and for a moment he was a little overwhelmed.

Jiang Banxia, who was watching the fierce fight, couldn't help but gasp.

"It's miserable! It's miserable! It's so miserable!"

She simply covered her eyes and shook her head, "I can't bear to watch!"

The black tiger fought with An Yanxia for several more rounds, gradually falling into a disadvantage and was about to be forced into a desperate situation by An Yanxia.

Zhao Gongming still couldn't sit still and exclaimed in surprise: "My Black Tiger!"

Zhongli Quan twirled the chess piece in his hand. "Don't worry, Marshal Zhao. Don't worry. Just keep watching."

"Why shouldn't I be anxious? I think it's about to be beaten to death."

Zhao Gongming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He shifted his gaze from Heizi Teng to the black tiger on the ground, and saw that both the man and the tiger were fighting physically.

When Black Tiger saw An Yanxia approaching with a bronze mace, he panicked and rushed. He roared and overturned the bluestone, then hit her with his steel whip and tiger tail, which was vicious and fierce.

Yanxia wasn't shy either, her words thundering, her heart raging. She raised her four-foot-long bronze mace, emitting a soaring aura. Unable to suppress her murderous rage, she charged recklessly, flipping over like a hawk, shocking and frightening Black Tiger.

Hei Hu barely held on for a few rounds, and seeing that he was at a disadvantage, he wanted to use his bewitching technique on An Yanxia.

But before the tail could be shaken off, An Yanxia activated the fire knife again, turned around, opened her mouth, and spit out another breath of fire, scaring the black tiger so much that it turned around and ran away.

What's the point of fighting?

I was afraid that the fire I just had scared it enough

This flame was not the Three Palaces Divine Fire. Without the support of the Golden Elixir, Yan Xia had already exerted all her strength to exhale it.

This is purely to scare Black Tiger.

Yan Xia said, "I see you're a sensible monster, and I think you're also a serious practitioner. You shouldn't act like an angry Ming Wang. But since you won't talk, I'll have to settle it with my fists."

A sword of wisdom rose from behind her, piercing her heart and cutting off the nameless anger.

The black tiger turned its back and tried to run, but An Yanxia grabbed its tail.

With a slight exertion of force, Yan Xia rode on the black tiger, and with a few bangs, she punched it hard.

The fist looks small and smells fragrant, but when it hits, it becomes fierce and unrestrained.

A flurry of punches made Hei Hu's nose bleed profusely. His throat felt sour and spicy, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood with a loud bang.

But fortunately, An Yanxia was only focused on grabbing its tail and hitting it, but she didn't know that it had three tiger tails. The black tiger immediately swung out its tails and used the bewitching technique.

These two tiger tails don't look like steel whips, but rather like dogtail grass, soft and long. When you hit them, you will feel itchy all over your body.

Yan Xia's eyes went dark and she couldn't control the strength in her hands.

Black Tiger took the opportunity to escape.

It rolled and crawled as it ran against the wind, its face red, swollen and bruised, its legs trembling. It sucked the blood from its nose and mouth, "How could I have met such an evil star!"

Its bewitching technique was indeed powerful, and it controlled An Yanxia for more than ten breaths.

When An Yanxia came to her senses, the tiger had already run several miles.

East of Jingyang Ridge.

A field of red flowers, green grass, old trees and stubborn rocks.

The black tiger crushed the flowers and plants with one foot, not daring to stop for a moment.

Just that breath of anger and two pink fists were enough to beat him so hard that he lost his mind.

I really shouldn't have taken this job!

It ran a few dozen steps and found that the forest was very quiet, without even the sound of insects. It felt strange.

No matter how quiet a forest is, there will always be insects chirping.

A strong wind came howling, blowing up endless fallen leaves.

The Black Tiger and the Three Corpse Gods jumped up in alarm, turned around and saw, and were almost scared to death.

A huge shadow rushed out of the forest in the distance.

It was probably about three meters high, rushing forward and knocking down old trees one after another, with rumbling sounds everywhere.

A pair of eyes, red eyes, stared at it closely.

Xue Shier smelled An Yanxia's scent.

Very rich.

There happened to be a tiger in front, and it also had the scent of An Yanxia.

Maybe it's an enemy, or maybe it's just passing by - but it doesn't matter, Xue Shi'er is blood-thirsty.

The black tiger pounced with one claw, and his liver and gallbladder were almost frightened to death.

He has been enlightened for 800 years, and this is the first time he has encountered such bad luck!

Whose good man just escaped from the tiger's den and fell into the wolf's den!

--Roar!

With a bite, its sharp teeth dug into the black tiger's neck flesh, breaking the neck with a snap, and bright red blood splattered out.

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heaven.

Zhongli Quan threw down a tiger skin and stretched out his hand to hook it.

The black tiger flew into the sky intact, intending to report on his work, but he couldn't hold it back and slid to his knees due to his weak limbs.

Jiang Banxia patted Brother Hu's shoulder with sympathy and said comfortingly, "Brother! Do you know why I refuse to go down?"

Hei Hu stood up shakily, and after taking a few steps his legs shook. He said tremblingly, "I can't take this job anymore."

It thought of the bloody mouth of the snow lion.

At that time, he was beaten by An Yanxia until he had no strength left. If he was really bitten by the crazy lion, he could prepare to report to Fengdu...

There is great terror between life and death.

After living a life of luxury in heaven for so many years, it has indeed lost a lot of its courage.

Zhongli Quan consoled him, "Go back and recuperate."

Black Tiger quickly left on the wind.

Zhongli Quan calculated with his fingers, looked at Zhao Gongming, and said with a smile:

"The love tribulation has arrived!"

Good Practice in the Mortal World: Chapter 227

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AI Summary:

This story is full of fantasy and humor, and mainly tells the story of the adventures and misunderstandings between An Yanxia and Xue Shier. The following is a summary of the story:

1. Encounter with the Snow Lion: While searching for the Black Tiger, An Yanxia heard the Snow Lion's roar. She was shocked and panicked when she realized she had been avoiding the Snow Lion for over a month.

2. Caught with a Rope: Xue Shier uses the five-colored rope technique taught by An Yanxia to capture An Yanxia and hang her from a tree. The rope is engraved with a warning, adding to the humor of the story.

3. Admitting mistakes and joking: An Yanxia tried to ease the situation by admitting mistakes and joking, but Xue Shier didn't buy it and even left angrily at one point.

4. Telling about experiences: Under Xue Shier’s questioning, An Yanxia recounted her recent experiences, including her encounters with Dapeng and the Fox Princess, which were full of twists and turns and surprises.

5. Misunderstanding and Reconciliation: Xue Shi'er initially sympathizes with An Yanxia's situation, but later becomes angry when she discovers that An Yanxia is teasing her. An Yanxia attempts to resolve the misunderstanding through humor and wit.

6. Disaster and Recovery: An Yanxia pretends to be injured, and Xue Shier, unknowingly, asks her to kiss her and pass on a breath of Yang energy to help her recover her vitality. In this process, An Yanxia's internal vitality is greatly replenished.

7. Final reconciliation: An Yanxia used azaleas in a humorous way to ask for forgiveness from Xue Shier, and the two finally reached a reconciliation.

Overall, the story is full of fantasy elements and humorous dialogues, showing the feelings and mutual understanding between the protagonists, while also revealing the misunderstandings between them and the process of resolving them.

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It's a Good Place to Cultivate in the Mortal World: Chapter 228 [The Layman and My Buddhist Fate]

Xue Shi'er was not easy to coax, but seeing An Yanxia's attitude, he didn't care too much about it.

The cat is not very smart, and thinking about so many useless things will only make it upset.

Seeing that there was no smell of medicine on An Yanxia's body and the blood color in her eyes had faded, leaving only a clear and bright light, she was happy for An Yanxia from the bottom of her heart.

This is the representation of the elixir.

The so-called wonderful principle of elixir: seven turns and nine returns.

This is An Yanxia's first elixir, also known as "Jade Liquid Elixir" or "Small Elixir".

Only after nine rounds of this process can it be called "Golden Elixir" or "Great Elixir".

But no matter what, this is becoming an immortal. She held Yan Xia's wrist, interlocked her fingers and quietly felt her pulse.

As expected, the old man's Yin meridian was completely unblocked, and his 2918-year lifespan was swept away.

Looking at the majestic essence of the water and valley, Xue Shier felt that it would be no problem for this stinky Taoist priest to live for three hundred years.

If you work hard, you might even be able to live to the age of 961.

From then on, I broke free from the shackles and jumped out of the cage.

The two of them did not stay here for long. Yanxia carried Xue Shier and flew away, all the way to Cangzhou.

Several gods in heaven were fed a mouthful of dog food, and they waved their hands to show that they couldn't bear to watch it anymore and went back home.

Jiang Banxia lacks emotional intelligence and wants to interfere in the interaction between the young couple.

But after being hit on the head by Marshal Zhao Gong, he immediately became obedient.

Not long after they left, several auspicious clouds flew over from afar.

The Jade-faced Princess looked at the devastation on Jingyang Ridge and the familiar aura gradually dissipated. She couldn't help but sigh, "I'm still a step too late."

As she paced through the woods, she saw a bluestone broken into several pieces on the ground.

There was a vague image of herself in it, which made her heart tremble.