The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 165, the so-called truth

"He said that the most important truth in his life was taught to him by humans."

Bai Shanjun fell into memory, trying hard to recall some words his father taught him.

And Baishan in front of him was also confused.

Yes, he successfully avenged his brother, killed the hunter team to pieces, even mutilated that old dog Liu, cut off his offspring, and killed his heirs.

Although the chain of hatred still exists, it has already been cut off in a disguised form. Mr. Baishan has won.

Liu Laogou no longer has the power to revenge.

And the existence of Baishan has completely become a deterrent to this mountain forest, and humans dare not approach it.

No one dared to provoke the king of the mountain.

In the presence of a king-level hunter, this piece of woods has become prosperous instead, with dense leaves and a variety of animals and creatures.

Then, Baishan lived a peaceful life on the mountain without human harassment.

Hunt, rest, hunt, rest.

Did not continue to practice.

Because hunting has taken up the whole of life, survive and reproduce, just like all animals that live in the woodland.

Only occasionally I recall the carefree life in the fertile woodland.

And what I often thought about at that time, the meaning of cultivation and the meaning of existence.

I also often remember that human beings are so selfish and ugly that they don't see any positive emotions at all.

"If I'm going to die of old age, I must go back to the fertile field. I can't go back in this life, and my bones must be buried there."

Talking about homesickness, Bai Shan actually had tears in his eyes.

The days passed day by day, and there was no time in the mountains. When the tiger cub had grown into its prime, it was nearly three meters long.

Even if he stopped practicing, he was still a half-demon from Woye, and his lifespan was much longer than that of ordinary Humian.

After living in the mountains and forests for a long time, his temperament gradually approached animal nature.

He not only hunts for food, but also sometimes hunts and plays with prey for his own temperament and desire to kill.

He used to show mercy, but now he doesn't.

Since you want to be a wild beast outside, then be a wild beast thoroughly, at least, that is your natural choice.

This made Bai Shengsheng, who was watching from the side, extremely heartbroken.

From a beast to a demon, the rationality gained.

It was wiped out in the day-to-day killing and hunting, and finally degenerated into a beast.

Then the days just passed by.

If there were no accidents, he would finally break away from the demon body and completely return to the form of the beast in the beastly behavior again and again.

Go be the king of beasts in the mountains.

That's all, at a glance, you can see the end.

until.

someday in the future.

Steel-cast birds flitted across the sky, with an unpleasant smell of diesel and gunpowder. Bai Shan was very tired of this smell, but he couldn't reach to knock down these steel birds.

Buzzing buzzing—disturbing the tiger's dream.

Some people came up to the mountain again, and these people had more or less bloody smell on their bodies. For cats, the smell of blood is very sensitive.

Bai Shan stretched his waist deeply, and didn't respond too much. In fact, someone did come up the mountain, and he smelled the smell of human beings.

However, most of them are old and weak women and children who are forced to make a living. They come to the mountain to collect medicine. For these weak humans, Bai Shan doesn't even bother to hunt and kill them when they are full. As long as those humans don't dangle in front of him, basically Bai Shan will not Be more reasonable.

But not long after, there was a familiar smell, that smell that was unforgettable many years ago.

The smell of an old enemy.

Here he is again.

The hair of Bai Shan's whole body exploded, his body stretched, and his vigorous muscles agitated.

He still dares to come, he is here for revenge, that human being.

Hmph, I have a bit of guts.

But with guts, does it really work?

A familiar 'person' appeared in front of Bai Shan.

The left hand has disappeared, and the right leg is only half. Half of the face is in a horrible sunken shape, which is a horror that cannot be concealed by the long gray hair.

In his right hand, there is also a shotgun held flat.

Liu Laogou laughed with a hoarse voice.

"Let's fight to the death."

"I know you understand, you are different from ordinary beasts."

Yes, Bai Shan understood, but he didn't bother to say anything more to Old Dog Liu, he jumped up on his hind legs, and headed towards Old Dog Liu in a culling posture.

With this posture, his stomach was wide open. If the shotgun bullets could hit him, Bai Shan would also die.

If Bai Shan used to be, he would hide vigilantly and wait for an opportunity to ambush, but now he is the king of the forest.

He wanted to hunt the prey in front of him with the most ferocious posture, but he missed a step, and Liu Laogou practiced with one hand faster than with both hands.

Oops
Bai Shan thought so.

A single shot from a shotgun would not have killed him on the spot, but in the mountains and forests, the consequences of being seriously injured as a wild animal are equally fatal.

Click, the trigger is pulled.

The smell of gunpowder and the sound did not come.

The bullet did not vent on Baishan's belly, only Liu Laogou had a playful expression on his face.

There were no bullets for the shotgun, but Bai Shan's claws were real, and when the claws came down, they penetrated Old Man Liu's shoulder blades, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Old Dog Liu fell to the ground like a rag bag, bleeding from his wound, his face was pale, but he raised his head with difficulty and stared at Baishan with interest.

"Are you the king of the mountain too much? If it wasn't for the lack of bullets in my gun, you might be finished."

Bai Shan was noncommittal, and did not continue to chase, but quietly looked at Liu Laogou who was dying.

He didn't understand why Old Dog Liu would make such a decision. This hunter, who had been fighting with him all his life, would choose such a way to challenge himself.

why?
Liu Laogou also felt Baishan's doubts and spirituality, and he said with blood spurting from his mouth, as if he was returning to the light.

"Are you wondering, are you asking me why? You are really like a monster, smart and powerful."

"I hate you very much. You killed my only son. This is why I hate you. I believe you hate me too. I remember that the first white tiger our hunting group killed seemed to be the same as yours. It looks like they should be your relatives too."

"We won't understand each other. You hate me and I hate you. From the beginning to the end, it's the same. After I die, it won't change. If I become a ghost, I will hate you the same."

Bai Shan disdains, if not for his lack of cultivation, those who died under his claws would all become ghosts serving him.

He is not afraid of those things.

Hula Hula—there was another sound, the sound of an iron bird.

Both have a disgusting smell of diesel and gunpowder.

Liu Laogou's eyes were a little out of focus, he raised his hand with difficulty, and pointed at the flying birds above the sky.

"Ha, devil."

(End of this chapter)