The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 167, Spring Breeze, Taoist, Tiger King

The old tiger lived on the mountain.Together with the cub Baishanjun, they live here together.

Until the end of his lifespan, he didn't think about returning to the fertile land, nor did he cultivate a human form.

He took root in this land, and passed on his name to the younger generations, to the White Tiger.

At this point, Bai Shanjun finally knew what his father always said to him when he was a child.

Words he didn't understand before.

"The so-called meaning of existence is not found."

"You don't have to pursue it deliberately, he may have already existed in your life."

The old tiger is getting old gradually, his movements are not so sharp, his stamina is not so strong, he can't speak, his cross bones have grown again, he can only roar and roar, but he can't make any sense , can only teach the white tiger hunting skills.

Then, feeling that his time was approaching, he left Bai Shanjun.

He staggered and planned to find a place to die.

Then, he found a lonely grave.

There is not even a tombstone on it.

But everyone who peeks at the old tiger knows who is buried in this lonely grave.

It is the old dog Liu who is spurned by everyone, hated by everyone, and hated by Mr. Baishan.

"Auntie Bai used to say that after death, a living being will go to another world." The old tiger grinned and said, "If there is, I hope to fight with you there."

The catkins are blowing in the wind, just when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

Back then, Old Dog Liu also died at this time.

Today, the old tiger will also die in this season, his breath is getting weaker and weaker, lying on the lonely grave.

At this time, Li Wei came out and came to the old tiger.

"This is a dream." Bai Shengsheng looked at Li Wei, although sad, but did not forget to remind him that this was a dream.

Even if touched by this experience, it is just a dream, a causal connection, an illusory memory floating above the clouds, not a real thing.

Li Wei didn't care, and came to the old tiger with his hands on his back.

Spring Breeze, Taoist, and the dying Tiger King.

Then, the old tiger raised his head.

"Your child is growing up healthy and strong, he is really good."

Li Wei caressed the tiger's head lightly, stroking to relieve the weakness and pain of the old tiger before his death.

"Is that so great."

Then, to Bai Shengsheng's astonishment, Mr. Hu showed a look of relief, and passed away abruptly.

He said, no matter what, I want to die in my hometown.

For the old tiger, his hometown is already here.

The dream disappeared abruptly, and the talisman of causal connection was burned out, leaving only a few people in the thatched cottage.

Now Bai Shengsheng has long lost the idea of ​​taking Baishan's bones back to Woye.

After so many years, I can't find it if I look for it.

It is the old tiger who agrees from the bottom of his heart that the place where his hometown is located is the place where the mountains and wild flowers bloom.

Although there was still sadness in her heart, Bai Shengsheng was not too dissatisfied.

At least, the old tiger himself has no regrets.

"Why were you able to interact with Baishan just now?"

Bai Shengsheng turned around and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

Li Wei, who deliberately restrained his aura, had an ordinary spiritual temperament, as calm and peaceful as the surface of water.

But looking at Bai Shengsheng now, the lake seems a little deep.

Li Wei just smiled without saying a word.

The White Mountain Lord on the other side is silent, but his magic power is lively all over his body.

One is that the heart knot has been solved, and the thoughts are lively.

Secondly, I vaguely got the answer I wanted, although it was still a little unclear, but it was like a piece of paper, which could be pierced at any time.

I am a tiger.
The tiger of Xiangmen Mountain.

The White Tiger on the land of China.

Bai Shengsheng didn't say much. When talking to Li Wei, his tone was much more reserved.

No matter what, the Taoist in front of me may be deeper than he imagined.
As for how deep it is, she really can't imagine it.

Afterwards, she asked to resign, and was going to sort out some training matters of the Baihu lineage for Bai Shanjun.

These were originally intended to be given to Bai Shan, but he will never need them to give to his heirs, which is not bad.

After coming outside, she saw Bai Yueyue. To Bai Shengsheng, this Bai Yueyue was also the daughter of an old friend.

"You are Bai Yan's daughter."

"Yes, is there any problem with the elders of the Bai clan?" Bai Yueyue also spoke respectfully and politely to Bai Shengsheng.

"You don't have to be so polite." Bai Shengsheng said after a pause: "That...human cultivator from the world, what kind of cultivation level is he? Who is he?"

"I don't know, it's just that...he has helped me a lot. As for the cultivation, it's not something I and the little demon can talk about."

Bai Yueyue's tone was slightly respectful, but it was not to Bai Shengsheng, but to the Taoist in her heart.

Compared with the monsters in the Fertile Land, her Bai Yueyue's bloodline is not pure enough, but her ability to transform into form so quickly is enough to show her extraordinary talent.

Even a demon with such talent is so respectful to this cultivator.

At this time, with all kinds of thoughts, Bai Shengsheng returned to his family's altar, knelt down and prayed for his wish.

Qingzu bestowed a magic talisman to relieve her karma, and she must fulfill her wish.

"Bai Shan he didn't regret dying outside. That's great."

Live a life without regrets, only a few hundred years.

Which is better, or a life spent hundreds or even thousands of years with various thoughts.

At least, for Baishan, he never regretted leaving Woye at the last moment.

Up to now, Bai Shengsheng's prejudice against human beings has decreased a lot, and she doesn't even dislike Bai Shan's lifelong enemy, Liu Laogou.

Even to some extent.

The spirit of Liu Laogou was passed on to the old tiger, and the spirit of the old tiger was passed on to the present White Tiger.

The spiritual heritage of an ugly man.
It can actually shine like gold.

It's hard to say it out loud, but Bai Shengsheng feels like he's a little bit interested in human beings.

With all kinds of complicated thoughts in his heart, Bai Shengsheng fulfilled his wish.

This time 'Qing' Zu responded again.

Yes. Complete language.

"This breath is so familiar. Who is here?"

"Is that so? My waiting is finally over"

The complete voice rang in Bai Shengsheng's ears.

This time the voice was more familiar, complete and clear.

Bai Shengsheng was stunned, and then suddenly there was a complex, vast, and indescribably high-spirited aura.

The whole Woye felt this breath, felt this long cry.

Bai Shengsheng raised his head, and his eyes fell on this tree.

On the top of the tree, there is a blue shadow flickering.

It was a, absolutely, huge blue bird.

The ancient beast, its name is Luan.

(End of this chapter)