Chapter 226 Stealing the Cat

The Taoist Temple in front of the cliff.

The master of Bihu Peak, Cheng Youtian, was discussing with the two elders, when he suddenly heard the disciple's transmission, he couldn't help being stunned.

"walk around?"

An elder said in a hoarse voice: "Take our Bihu Peak as the back garden of Shenmo Peak, and come whenever you want? Isn't that too disrespectful?"

Qingshan cultivated the Tao very hard, unless something happened, very few disciples would go to other peaks to wander around and watch the scenery, except for those girls on Qingrong Peak.

Of course, if you really want to go for a stroll, no one will stop you. The problem is that Zhao Layue and Jing Jiu are not ordinary disciples, especially Zhao Layue is the master of Shenmo Peak. It is really taboo to go to other peaks without even saying hello.

Cheng Youtian glanced at the elder, and said with a slight sarcasm: "What do you want to say, brother? Because Baoshuju was taken over by Shenmo Peak, you are still in a bad mood?"

He only entered Pohai from the Wandering Realm the year before last, and he can be said to be the weakest person in the Nine Peaks of Qingshan except for Zhao Layue.

The two elders had been in the Sea Breaking Realm many years ago, and their realm was higher than him, but they didn't respond to his ridicule.

The other elder said with a wry smile: "The disciples' practice has indeed been greatly affected by the loss of Baoshuju's dedication. The peak master can't blame the junior brother for being angry."

"Of the nine peaks in Qingshan, our Bihu Peak is the worst, but who can blame it? Who told him to make a mistake that cannot be made?"

Cheng Youtian laughed at himself and said: "I was appointed as the peak master when I was still You Yejing, and such absurd things can happen, it shows that the head master and Jian Lv want us to shut up and be honest. If you don't agree, then go to Yinfeng and invite an elder to come out and file a lawsuit with them."

The elder said with a wry smile: "Those teachers have already turned into dry bones, please come out and make offerings?"

Cheng Youtian said: "Then what are you thinking about? Let's endure it, let's talk about it after a hundred years, don't say that you just come for a stroll, I just don't see what I do."

The previous elder said angrily: "How long will this last? The more we endure, the weaker we will be. If something happens, how can we hold on?"

Cheng Youtian sighed and said: "Serving the ancestor is like everything else, as long as it is there, the head master will always give Bihufeng some face."

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There is an extremely powerful forbidden formation on the top of Bihu Peak. The lake water looks clear and beautiful, but it does not know how much danger is hidden.

Zhao Layue guessed where Jing Jiu was going to take her, but the palace on the island in the middle of the lake was a forbidden area of ​​Qingshan, even if she was the owner of Qingshan, she could not enter without permission.

She suddenly felt that Jing Jiu was gone, and when she turned around to look, she found that he was still there, but there was no breath left.

The breath mentioned here is not only breathing, but also the relaxation of pores and the flow of blood.

It was as if Jing Jiu had turned into a lifeless stone.

Zhao Layue knew that he had this ability, so she didn't think it was different.

Back then on Jianfeng, when Zuo Yi wanted to kill her, he appeared quietly like this.

But she doesn't have this ability, how can she pass through this forbidden formation without alarming the people in Bihu Peak?

Jing Jiu handed her something.

It was a small emerald green bamboo tile, about the size of a mahjong tile, it looked very ordinary, and it didn't emit any aura.

Miraculously, when Zhao Layue took the green bamboo card, the forbidden array around Bihu suddenly disappeared, or a passage opened in front of her.

Thinking of some possibility, Zhao Layue asked in surprise, "Could this be the token of the head?"

Besides the master token, what else can invalidate the forbidden formation in Qingshanli?

Jing Jiu said, "No."

Zhao Layue turned over the small emerald green bamboo tablet and found a picture of a golden pheasant.

She asked curiously, "What is this?"

Jing Jiu said, "The demon chicken."

Zhao Layue felt a little familiar, as if she had heard the name somewhere before.

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The scorching sun was in the sky, and there was no wind in Pinghu.

The clear water of the lake suddenly arched slightly, covered the silver sandy beach, and then retreated.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue came out of the lake, steam appeared on their bodies, and after walking a few steps, their clothes were dry.

The top of Bihu Peak was facing the spiritual eye somewhere in the Great Formation of Green Mountain. Clouds and rain often gathered, and thunder and lightning kept coming. Weather like this is very rare.

The wild cats all came out of the woods and the palace, lying on the beach by the lake to bask in the sun, the picture looked very spectacular.

Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue walked towards the palace, but those stray cats squinted their eyes and ignored them.

Feeling the coercion coming from ahead, Zhao Layue felt a little nervous thinking about the rumors.

The closer you are to the palace, the clearer the coercion will be.

But where did this coercion come from?

Jing Jiu walked to the stone steps in front of the hall and sat down.

A white cat was lying there, with dust everywhere on its messy long fur.

Zhao Layue thought to herself, could it be this one?

Looking at the white cat's dirty fur, she thought of her own hair before, and her nervousness eased a little. She walked over and took a look at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu signaled her not to be afraid, and said to the white cat, "She is the current peak master of Shenmo, her name is Zhao Layue."

The white cat didn't open its eyes, and was still lying lazily on its stomach.

Jing Jiu said to Zhao Layue: "Qingshan guards the white ghost, you can also call it Liu Ada."

Zhao Layue thought that it was so, she calmed down and saluted seriously.

The seniority of Qingshan's guardian is much higher than that of the real head, and it can be said that it is the foundation of Qingshan's stability for thousands of years.

She just felt that the guard's name was too peasant.

The white ghost opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Layue, his eyes were very indifferent and lazy.

Suddenly, its eyes lit up, and it cast a sidelong glance at Jing Jiu.

——The successor you picked is actually a girl. Have you finally figured out that ascension is meaningless, or is it fun in the world?

Jing Jiu didn't know what it was thinking, and said, "Take care of it from now on."

The white ghost put his head back on his limp front paws, and didn't bother to pay attention to him, thinking again and again, I'm not a babysitter.

Jing Jiu said, "I'm here to do something."

The white ghost thought it was all nonsense, otherwise what would you do here.

Jing Jiu said, "Anyway, you sleep every day, do you want to sleep with me?"

The white ghost gave him a sideways look.

Don't talk about Thunder Soul Wood, just say that the top of Bihu Peak can gather thunder and drop stars. I will go to your peak where there is nothing. What will I eat? What to drink?

"It doesn't take too long, it can be as short as three years, and as slow as five years. If you want, Baoshuju will return half of Bihufeng."

Jing Jiu said: "Bihu Peak has served you for so many years, you can't bear to watch them suffer."

The white ghost narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jing Jiu's hand landed on it.

The white ghost's pupils shrank like needles, and his hair stood up like needles.

Feeling the terrifying coercion emanating from it, Zhao Layue was very nervous.

Jing Jiu touched it without changing his expression.

The white ghost closed his eyes and accepted his fate again.

Jing Jiu's hand landed on its neck, he suddenly grasped it, and picked it up.

The white ghost suddenly opened his eyes, unable to bear it anymore, with a meow, he was ready to strike.

Suddenly, it found itself in a warm place.

In Zhao Layue's arms.

The white ghost hesitated for a while, rubbed his face, and then stepped on it with his front paws.

It feels nice and soft.

It softened its heart, and felt that Jing Jiu's argument had some truth.