The Three Realms of Wu and Ao

The speed of that white light was too fast, with Meng Bufan's current cultivation base, he didn't realize what this white figure was.

Before Meng Bufan could escape, the white figure had already hit his chest.

Meng Bufan was terrified. With his current strength, he would not be much inferior to the Wujun in the middle and late stages. Now, he can't even see what that thing is. How fast must he be!

Meng Bufan closed his eyes, feeling very unwilling.

"Little Tiger, come back, don't hurt anyone!" An old voice sounded like a bell.

Meng Bufan felt a soft mass fall gently into his arms, and his shoulders were grabbed at the same time, but he was not hurt at all.

Looking down into his bosom, it turned out to be a white cat, slightly larger than ordinary cats, with long silky white fur on its body. He looked at himself with his eyes, but there was an intimacy in his eyes.He also hugged Meng Bufan from time to time, as if asking Meng Bufan to hug him.

Meng Bufan was surprised, what's going on?

At this time, an old man in simple clothes came out of the thatched hut. He had gray hair and a pure white beard. He looked very ordinary, like a woodcutter chopping wood on the mountain, not a warrior at all.

Meng Bufan wondered for a moment, was there a woodcutter living in Dongxuanzong?

The "woodcutter" was even more surprised than Meng Bufan at the moment.

"My little tiger has never been close to people, and he has never been so affectionate to me. What is he doing with this boy now?"

Meng Bufan ignored the white cat in his arms, and respectfully apologized to the old man: "I'm sorry to bother you, old man."

"Are you the disciple Dongxuanzong recruited this year?"

"Yes, junior Meng Bufan"

The old man stroked his beard and said, "Okay, meeting is fate, come with me." Then he said to the white cat,

"Xiaohu, come back! Don't scare the guests."

The white cat shook its head, but refused to get off Meng Bufan's body.He even turned over and lay on Meng Bufan's left shoulder.

Meng Bufan saw that the white cat was not malicious, nor did he feel that there was anything wrong.

After entering the thatched hut, Meng Bufan looked up, the inside of the room was extremely simple, there was only one bed, not even a table or a stool.Not to mention other living utensils.

The old man didn't let him sit down either, and the two of them stood and talked directly.

"You are already a sixth-level martial artist at such a young age. It seems that you have good talent. The beast Xiaohu is so close to you, and your luck is even better than your talent. I, Dongxuanzong, have taken in a good disciple."

Meng Bufan secretly wondered, could this white cat be a divine beast?

Judging from the old man's tone, he should also be from Dongxuanzong.So he asked respectfully: "Senior, you have praised me. I am very lucky to be a disciple of Dongxuanzong."

"You don't have to be too humble, the beast is spiritual, and it will instinctively approach the person with great luck, so as to follow along to find the opportunity. It met you, and it was also its chance. I have no intention of taking risks and experiences now. , it can’t find opportunities if it follows me. Are you willing to take it with you to experience adventures?”

Hearing this, the white cat tugged at Meng Bufan's sleeve with its paws, and there was still a pleading look in its eyes, it looked so cute.

Meng Bufan also liked the white cat very much, so he nodded and said, "This junior is willing, and I like it very much."

The white cat let out a cheerful roar, but it didn't sound like a meow.

The old man went on to say: "But you have to remember one thing, there is no need to sign a soul contract with the beast, let alone use the beast control art to drive him, the beast has a spirit, how you treat it, it will treat you."

Meng Bufan nodded: "I remember it."

"Okay, let's go, we will meet again if we are destined!"

Meng Bufan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, senior?"

"Xuantian!"

The old man's words made Meng Bufan almost unable to stand still, and he knelt down on the ground with a plop, "Disciple pays homage to suzerain!"

Isn't the suzerain in retreat?How could he come to retreat on this unnamed mountain?Moreover, he still lives a poor life, which doesn't quite match his status as suzerain?

Meng Bufan didn't know that the cultivation practiced by Suzerain Xuantian was called hard work, and it was also a unique cultivation method.

On the way down the mountain, the white cat lay on Meng Bufan's shoulder. Meng Bufan touched the white cat's fur from time to time, and suddenly asked the white cat, "Since you are a white cat, why did the suzerain call you Xiaohu?"

The white cat raised its head to the sky and screamed, and jumped off Meng Bufan's shoulder. Under Meng Bufan's gaze, it gradually grew bigger, and finally turned into a majestic white tiger.

Meng Bufan was overjoyed, he smiled and said to Xiaohu: "Are you Wu Zongxiu?"

Xiaohu nodded triumphantly.

"That's great, you can take me to Lingyun Peak now." Meng Bufan was elated.At this moment, the boy's nature was undoubtedly revealed.Meng Bufan has always dreamed of having a flying treasure or a bird.Now it's all right, Xiaohu with Wu Zongxiu can fly again and help him fight.

Xiaohu growled in dissatisfaction, as if he was not happy.

Meng Bufan's child's temperament has improved, so he didn't care whether Xiaohu agreed or not, so he flew up and stepped on Xiaohu's back.

Xiaohu shrugged helplessly, two fiery red wings appeared on both sides of his body, and flew towards Ling Yunfeng.

When Meng Bufan and Xiaohu appeared above Lingyun Peak, it caused another commotion.

"Look, isn't that the little tiger flying next to the suzerain? Why are you with Meng Bufan?"

The disciples on the ground talked a lot.

After landing on the ground, Xiaohu turned into a white cat, jumped onto Meng Bufan's shoulder with a whoosh, squinted his eyes, and began to fall asleep happily.

Everyone looked at Meng Bufan with envy in their eyes, and envied Meng Bufan for possessing a spirit beast as a mere new disciple.

Suddenly, a young man in a red robe stopped Meng Bufan. This young man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and his fiery red clothes looked very dazzling.

The disciples next to him also became a sensation.

"Huofeng is an inner disciple from the previous class, and he has a very aggressive personality. He stopped Meng Bufan now because he wanted to compete with him, right? His cultivation is already at the sixth level of Wujun, ranking among the top ten inner disciples. It is the sixth, and he will soon become a core disciple, and I heard that he has also grasped a little bit of the profound meaning of fire, so Junior Brother Meng will suffer a little this time."

"Hmph, Junior Brother Meng has the ability to fight beyond a great realm, maybe he can draw with Huofeng." Hu Yidao was defending Meng Bufan, but there was still a hint of unconfidence in his tone.

Huofeng said to Meng Bufan with a fighting spirit: "Junior Brother Meng, I heard that you have the ability to leapfrog fighting. I want to compete with you. I have competed with all the disciples of the inner sect. Those who should win will win, and those who should lose will win." I also lost, this year's new disciples, you are the only one who can fight me, so now I have found you. I hope you don't let me down."

Meng Bufan knew that he wouldn't give up if he didn't compete with this kind of combat madman.In addition, I also want to test my combat ability and the profound meaning of water that I have just begun to appreciate.

So he flipped his wrist, and the blue light sword appeared in his hand.Xiaohu also jumped off his shoulders, staring at the two of them with great interest.

"Junior brother, be careful!" Huofeng roared suddenly, raised the top-grade mysterious weapon in his hand to slash at Meng Bufan. Hit the top of Meng Bufan's head!