Chapter 136 Incarnation

The blue-fronted tiger is the strongest beast on this unknown mountain. He has cultivated for three thousand years, eaten countless weak beasts, occupied this mountain, and achieved level three.

But more than a hundred years ago, the Taoist ancestor ordered the heaven and the earth that all creatures in the world need to practice his method. Originally, countless ferocious beasts didn't care, so why should they practice his method?

But afterward, all the ferocious beasts that gave birth to wisdom discovered that a large amount of vitality was taken out of thin air by a supreme mighty force. If they continued to eat and wait to die like before, it would not be long before their life spans were exhausted and they would become human beings. bones.

The blue-fronted tiger has practiced for three thousand years to reach the third level, and only the physical strength has been improved, but... the lifespan of the third level is only 300 years.

According to the lifespan stipulated by Taoist ancestors, only those who reach the sixth level can live for three thousand years, and only those who reach the seventh level can live for ten thousand years.

In other words, if he continued to eat and wait to die like this, he would die of old age if he could not break through within three hundred years.

This made Qingehu panic. He heard that the Taoist ancestor preached the Eight Great Heavenly Venerables and spread the Taoism in the world. The closest to him is the Qingniu Sect of the Qingniu Tianzun, which has a faint tendency to become the number one sect in the world.

As a motivated and fearful beast, the blue-fronted tiger trekked across mountains and rivers, went to the Qingniu Sect to learn art from a teacher, became a peripheral disciple of the Qingniu Sect, and learned superficial cultivation methods.

It only took more than a hundred years for him to cultivate the immortal practice method passed down by his ancestors to the third level, and condense the inner alchemy. At this time, his life span is more than a hundred years...

The difficulty of the Divine Consciousness Realm is even more difficult. He started halfway, without the guidance of a famous teacher, and had no chance to step into the Divine Consciousness Realm in this life, but now, after seeing the Juziwen, he sees hope again!

"This baby is mine!"

His eyes were fiery, the white mink just now was beyond his control, even a mere second class dared to provoke him, he was looking for death.

Then……

He saw a thin, even scrawny ape holding a white mink and slowly coming out of the tree hole.

The ape just glanced at him, and he felt trembling all over, as if he was being watched by those senior immortals in the Blue Bull Sect, and everything was seen through.

"You... Where did you come from?"

Just the look in his eyes made his hair stand on end. He immediately put away his arrogance, but he didn't want to be at a disadvantage. He pretended to be calm and shouted in a deep voice.

Yang Shou glanced at him, looked down at the severely injured Bai Diao, and said calmly: "Covet my treasure, hurt my Bai Diao, what should you do?"

The tone was very light, but it made the green-fronted tiger feel as if he was facing a formidable enemy, so he quickly stepped back a few steps and opened a distance, for fear that the opponent would make trouble if he was not careful.

"This mountain is mine, and this treasure is naturally mine too. I hurt the white sable, so I can apologize to you, but this treasure..."

Intimidated by Yang Shou's aura, Qingehu was still unwilling to give up, staring at Jufuwen, refusing to give in.

Humans die for wealth, birds die for food, most people in the prehistoric world die for treasures.

"Yeah—"

The white sable let out a life-long wail at the right time in his arms, and the blow from the blue-fronted tiger made him on the verge of death, obviously dying soon.

The blue-fronted tiger had an ugly expression on his face. If Bai Diao died, the conflict between him and the other party would be irresolvable.

The danger of death still lingered in his mind, and he really didn't want to provoke this unfathomable ape in front of him.

"Your Excellency, I am a peripheral disciple of the Qingniu Sect. I have a lot of friendship with the Qingniu Sect. There are countless geniuses and treasures in the Qingniu Sect. There must be a way to save it. I can make amends and take it to the Qingniu Sect. Please give this treasure to the Qingniu Sect. ..."

The green-fronted tiger bit the bullet and stated his condition again, but he was still reluctant to part with the treasure.

Yang Shou couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, did the blue-fronted tiger think he could bargain without doing anything?

"I just asked you, what should you do?"

"The answer is correct, and you can avoid death."

The breath of the white sable in his arms was getting weaker and weaker, but Yang Shou was not worried at all. To him, getting the white sable back to health was just a matter of thought.

"Your Excellency, I will give you a chance, don't be ignorant."

The blue-fronted tiger who backed back again and again couldn't bear it anymore. For the sake of the treasure, he stared at Yang Shou calmly and growled.

All of a sudden, the entire mountain was shaken, the roar of the tiger spread throughout the mountain, and countless weak beasts trembled.

"I worshiped the Qingniu Sect in the early years and practiced the immortal way. I'm afraid you don't know the power of the immortal way?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened his mouth first, the aura transformed into a sword, and he even spit at Yang Shou.

A few black lines appeared on Yang Shou's forehead, spitting at himself?

"roll!"

Yang Shou responded with the word Qing-fronted tiger, using the same method, also turning spiritual energy into sword energy to condense into a real attack, but the power was many times greater than that of the Qing-fronted tiger.

After all, what he practiced was the purest cultivation method handed down by his Taoist ancestors, which was at the same level as that practiced by the Eight Great Heavenly Venerables.

With just one blow, the green-fronted tiger's attack disappeared in an instant, and was directly repelled by a word Yang Shou uttered. He slammed into a tree hard and was seriously injured to the point of death.

"Being hit by me, it's up to you whether you die or not."

Yang Shou glanced at him, glanced at the many beasts around the Juziwen, put away the Juziwen, and walked into the tree hole with the white sable in his arms.

Yang Shou in the Divine Consciousness Realm crushed a green-fronted tiger in the Congealing Core Realm. It was not too simple. According to Yang Shou's estimation, the green-fronted tiger was not far from death if nothing unexpected happened.

The blue-fronted tiger was severely injured with one blow, and all the beasts were immediately deterred. Therefore, when Yang Shou took away the Juziwen, none of them jumped out to stop it.

None of these fierce beasts were born with spiritual wisdom, they just guarded outside Yang Shou's tree hole, even if the spiritual energy gradually dissipated, they refused to leave.

Yang Shou returned to the tree hole, stroked the white sable's soft hair, and couldn't help sighing: "This hair is so soft."

"Yeah—"

The white sable moaned in pain, and the eyes that were originally lively were now dimmed and lifeless.

"Don't worry, you won't die with me here."

Yang Shou smiled, stroking the white sable's fur with his palm, the spiritual energy was released slowly, entered the white sable's body, and began to comb its damaged viscera.

This is the most basic use of spiritual energy. It can be used for cultivation, against enemies, and for healing, but you need to reach the realm of spiritual consciousness to heal people, because...without the assistance of spiritual consciousness, it is impossible to find the damaged parts. , to help conditioning.

When his consciousness swept over the white sable, Yang Shou couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth: "Mother?"

He always thought that this white marten belonged to a male.

His spiritual consciousness was extremely miraculous, and he knew the body structure of this white mink like the back of his hand in an instant.

Good thing it's a mink.

As the spiritual energy slowly flowed into the white ferret's body, the white ferret's pale complexion gradually recovered, and at the same time felt the warm current of the spiritual power, and moaned comfortably from time to time, making Yang Shou think he had done something to it.

An hour later, Bai Diao's body was almost recuperated by Yang Shou. Yang Shou withdrew his palm and put it on the table.

"Since it's done, then open your eyes and stop pretending."

Bai Diao is quite human, opened his eyes quite embarrassed, took a peek at Yang Shou, lowered his head, as if... shy?

Also with a trace of nostalgia.

"Everything in the world is exchanged at equal value. I saved your life, and you have to return me the first case in all time."

Yang Shou leaned on the table, looked into Bai Diao's crystal eyes, and said something that Bai Diao would never forget.

It is precisely because of this sentence that after Bai Diao's cultivation was successful, he conquered the world, marched iron and blood all the way, challenged the geniuses of the eight prehistoric sects, and confirmed the absolute status of the first sect in eternity.

"Follow me to practice in the future, I will teach you to be born with wisdom, speak out the words of others, and cultivate a human body..."

In this way, Bai Diao lived in the tree hole where Yang Shou was. After a few days of recuperation, the injury completely recovered.

It was lying on the table, staring at Yang Shou boredly, pouted, obviously angry.

Yang Shou put the polygraph on the table, and automatically absorbed the spiritual energy, turning the area around the tree hole into a strong spiritual energy area again. The white sable has been practicing for a long time, and it is about to turn the energy into a pill and condense the inner alchemy.

But it has a tired and lazy temperament, and it only practices for a certain period of time every day, and looks at Yang Shou quietly at other times.

It is full of spirituality, knowing that Yang Shou saved it and provided it with a cultivation environment, so it is very close to Yang Shou, and often wants to get into Yang Shou's arms and rub its head to show its intimacy.

But Yang Shou didn't have time to deal with it. After cultivating his consciousness, he followed the transformation technique provided by Ross and was trying to transform himself.

"The principle is quite simple. The main thing is to use the consciousness to control the body, and then use energy to transform the shape."

One month later, Yang Shou, who was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes, pondered, and began to transform.

"Yeah... yee..."

The white marten who was bored staring at Yang Shou for a month suddenly stood up straight, waving its little paws, and babbling.

The invisible aura lingered around Yang Shou's body, and the hair miraculously began to fall off, and the fangs, nose, eyes and other subtle structures on his head all began to change.

The process of transforming was painful, because it involved the structural changes of muscles, bones, and flesh. Yang Shou could only endure the pain. After the hair fell off, the sweat glands also came out, and dense beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Yeah... yee..."

The white mink jumped up anxiously, not knowing why, but also not knowing what to do, so it could only wave its paws and scream anxiously.

It took a full hour for Yang Shou to shed all his fur, straighten his back, change his skull, and even his appearance, returning to his original appearance.

Standing up, Yang Shou felt chilly for a while, his whole body was wearing nothing...

Bai Diao's eyes widened, and he looked straight at Yang Shou, not shy at all.

When Yang Shou saw the white sable, he realized that the white sable was a female, so he hurriedly took a piece of animal skin and wrapped it around a key part.

"You didn't see anything just now, you know?"

Yang Shou stared at Bai Diao viciously, threatening.

Bai Diao didn't know why, he didn't understand anything, so he nodded dully.

In the prehistoric world, there is no code of ethics at this time. Most of them are respected by the strong, and there are many people who don't cover their bodies. There has never been etiquette, justice and shame.

But as a modern person, Yang Shou still has a very strong concept.

Moreover, the first sect of all ages must also pay attention to this, otherwise how is it different from a beast?

"Xiaobai, I have already cultivated human form as a teacher, and you will be next."

Yang Shou hasn't named the white sable yet, he just picked a nickname at random.

White Diao held his head high, looked at Yang Shou's new appearance, stretched out his little paws, wanted to get close but was a little scared.

"Thousands of miles away from here, there is a race that is different from us. They no longer drink blood, know etiquette, and abide by rules and regulations. If you want to give birth to wisdom quickly, after you cultivate the inner alchemy, go down the mountain. Come to fruition early."

Yang Shou held the white sable in the palm of his hand, and said to the second disciple of the first sect in the ages.