The troubles of the teenage villain

Even so, Feng Shao still didn't feel that the white spirit energy that could control his own red spirit energy had the power to suppress the magic energy.

After all, his magic energy is several times that of spirit energy. Just as he watched cautiously, a scene that stunned him appeared - the white energy swept through the red energy and magic energy in an instant like a gust of wind. He also swooped towards Dan Qi with three forces.

This gust of wind seems to have fangs, and it bites at Dan Qi fiercely and viciously!

The same metal spirit qi, the milky white pill qi is obviously not as pure as the pure white gust of wind, even if the cultivation base is more powerful, the two sides are still at a disadvantage when they gnaw each other.

Feng Shao was overjoyed when he saw this, and was about to guess the origin of this domineering white qi, but saw that the white qi, which was still like a storm just now, was about to finish eating the pill qi, and the controlling spiritual power suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Dan Qi, whose half of its head was cut off in an instant, was afraid of being bitten, but suddenly lost its pressure, and it immediately swaggered again.

Feng Shao hastily mobilized his divine sense to control the three qi bodies to resist the attack of Dan qi, and he didn't have time to think about the origin of the white qi, let alone the reason why the opponent's spiritual power suddenly disappeared.

With the presence of Bai Qi, he doesn't have to worry about the disagreement of the three Qi, even if he can't control it as powerfully as that spiritual power, he can handle it with ease.

Even if half of the inner core is left, the power of Dan Qi is still undiminished, Feng Shao also heaves a sigh of relief, it is only a matter of time and effort to subdue this inner core.Take your time, don't rush.

At this point, he finally wandered around the gate of ghosts, and turned around inexplicably.

But what Feng Shao didn't know was that the white qi that was equal to the red qi in his body just now was all that the boy behind him had.That short quarter of an hour of spiritual control was already the boy's best effort.

However, if he used too much force, his dantian spirit qi was damaged, and his spiritual energy was naturally exhausted.There was a bleak chill on his white jade-like face, and his crystal-clear eyes were unable to close, concealing the burning anxiety in his eyes.

He endured it until the last bit of it was exhausted before he was willing to fall to the ground weakly.Gradually the fog began to rise, and the white mist gradually dissipated. The boy was gone, only a tired white tiger fell asleep.

After Feng Shao completely subdued the rest of the normal inner core, he suddenly felt happy in body and mind, and his limbs were soft. After a small week of qi movement, he felt that the magic qi and spirit qi in his dantian were much more abundant than before.And that white spirit qi also merged with his two spirit qi, and at this moment, he felt that the golden core was cohesive.

The benefits of consuming such a hard inner alchemy far exceeded what Feng Shao thought, and he couldn't believe that he regretted swallowing this inner alchemy a month ago, and was still walking on the verge of death.But by luck, it also made his realm much more stable. He stirred the thorns in his body, and felt that the stable golden core realm, at this time, suppressed the thorns a lot.

When he was in a happy mood, he couldn't help thinking, if he swallowed a few more inner alchemy, it would cost him many years of practice!Another three or five, it will take him a few years to overcome it, and I'm afraid he will be able to break through a small realm...

As soon as greed arises, Feng Shao kills it in the bud.

The thorns do not come hard, so they become smarter and come to the soft ones to seduce themselves.If he was the unsuspecting Venerable Qingcheng in his previous life, he might have been manipulated by him to become possessed.

He snorted coldly. Improving one's cultivation is important, but no matter how important it is, it is not as important as saving one's life. No matter how good one is, one must live.

When Feng Shao succeeded, he opened his eyes and stretched himself out, but he felt his body being constrained, and looked down, it turned out that the white tiger was surrounded by a group.

Seeing that it was drowsy, he wanted to slap it on the tiger's head, but he remembered the white spiritual energy that was injected into his body a month ago.

He is not stupid, there is no one else in this cave except himself and this beast, it is clear at a glance who will rescue him.

And seeing that the white tiger is not in the right state, its originally strong body has lost a lot of weight, and it doesn't look like a high-level spirit beast with abundant spirit energy.Obviously, it was excessively wasted, and there was no spiritual qi that could nourish the body. The surrounding devilish energy had already begun to corrode the white tiger's fur, leaving black, gray and gray marks on it.

"This idiot." Feng Shao couldn't bear it, frowned and cursed, but raised his hand heavily, but put it down gently, and rubbed the white tiger's huge head.But seeing Baihu unconscious and in a mess, he was a little irritable when he was upset.

Although this white tiger is a fifth-order spirit beast, its strength is far from that of its class. It can actually transform the metal spirit energy equal to the fire attribute spirit energy in Feng Shao's body and send it into his body. It must be all that this white tiger has.That's why he fell into a coma and hurt his consciousness.

A stupid spirit beast that he met by chance unexpectedly sacrificed his life here for himself, Feng Shao had mixed feelings in his heart.

Although his moral consciousness is not high, he also knows how to repay his kindness, let alone saving his life with his life.

It's just that Feng Shao wholeheartedly wants to help the white tiger, but he has never practiced healing methods, and his own spiritual qi belongs to fire, fire can overcome metal, if he crosses qi and recovers from the white tiger by himself, it will be even worse.

Worrying in his heart, Feng Shao removed all the kits on his body, one was his own, one was a gift from Gu Huai, and the other was a gift from various aristocratic families along the way. After distributing to the brothers, I put my share in this kit bag.

There are many high-grade pills in the three kit bags, such as "Qingling Dan", "Jin Sui San", "Huanglong Pill", "Yangjing Pill", and middle-grade medicines such as "Xuejin Pill", "Buyuan Pill", There are about a dozen bottles of "Huanchun San" middle-grade pills, and there are countless low-grade pills.

However, what Feng Shao can use at this time is only Bu Yuan Pill, although those high-grade ones have powerful functions, they are not suitable for the symptoms.Only this nourishing pill can restore the vitality of the receptor several times faster, and the vitality of the dantian is sufficient, and the speed of transforming and nourishing the spirit energy is also faster.

Feng Shao estimated the amount of the white tiger's total spiritual energy, so he stuffed three pills of nourishing energy into its big mouth, and then pinpointed it to its mouth, and then moved it to its chest and stomach to help it restrain it.

The white tiger seemed to sense something, and grunted in the stomach, but it seemed to be burned by the black mist, and it trembled slightly, and the drooping fine eyelashes also trembled, making it extremely unbearable to watch.

When the white tiger first came in, it was unscathed after being washed once in the pool of blood, not to mention the demonic energy it had consumed.

Now, unexpectedly... Feng Shao was not feeling well, so he rummaged through the brocade pouch for a while, and in the brocade pouch that Gu Huai gave him was a top-grade magical artifact, with a body of white jade, about the size of two palms, called the spirit guard mirror.It was Gu Huai who was afraid that he would be tricked by demons outside, so he left it for him to defend himself. Who knows that Feng Shao himself is a demon, so this thing is useless.

But this white tiger just happened to use it.

After he mobilized his spiritual power, the spirit guard mirror glowed with silver luster, and then he placed the object under the belly of the white tiger, and the silver light slowly poured out, gradually forming a thin layer of mist, covering the surrounding black mist and devil qi. Most of them were dispersed.

Feeling that Baihu's breathing became much smoother, and his body gradually relaxed, Feng Shao felt somewhat satisfied.

He was really tired, and he had been tossing and tossing the inner alchemy for more than two months, wandering between life and death, physically and mentally exhausted, Feng Shao let himself be lazy for a while, and didn't even think about entering meditation.He didn't dislike the white tiger's body which was black, red, and naked from the burns. He used the fat on the white tiger's neck as a pillow, closed his eyes, stretched his legs, and fell asleep.

I don't know how many days later, Feng Shao felt a burst of wetness on his lips and face, and couldn't escape even turning over, so he had to wake up with frowning.

The first thing that catches the eye is a white tiger sticking out its big pink tongue.

Being licked so much that his face was drooling, Feng Shao should have been angry, but seeing that the beast could come to rub against him without any discomfort, Feng Shao couldn't help but smile, grabbed its furry ears, and pulled it away eagerly. The big head that came together.

Feng Shao was in an inexplicably good mood. He wiped his face, patted Baihu's brain, and asked with a smile, "It's only been a few days since you've fully recovered?" All healed up, the embarrassment was never seen again, and the snow-white hair and black lines were shiny and shiny again.

Seeing the other party sizing him up, the white tiger was extremely energetic, and he straightened up with his head held high, and he almost let out a tiger roar that shocked the cave.

Feng Shao couldn't see its childish appearance, slapped its high head down, and scolded with a smile: "You can be considered a spirit beast among spirit beasts, and you have fully recovered in just a few days? Could it be my elixir and dharma?" The device is too reliable?"

He said so, but in fact he had no idea in his heart. He originally thought that according to the recovery speed of the cultivator, he should be fed the Buyuan Dan several times and rest for ten and a half months before the beast would wake up.

Unexpectedly... is it really a fifth-order spirit beast?Although the combat power is a bit scumbag, but the physical fitness is still there?

The white tiger didn't understand the twists and turns in the young man's heart. It was very excited to see the real young man. It rushed forward to him a few times, but was stopped by the young man's arms. It was so wronged that it had to circle around Feng Shao.

After experiencing the life-and-death contest before, at his most critical moment, this white tiger actually tried his best to save him from the fire and water... Feng Shao now has no grudges towards this white tiger, only faint touch and trust, and his actions are natural and kind many.

Seeing that the white tiger seemed aggrieved, he went over and hugged its warm neck, rubbing it while hugging, "If you like to follow me, follow me. Although you are a bit stupid, you treat me very well, I want to I accept you as my spiritual pet, but I am a demon cultivator, looking for a ghost-eating white tiger like you, am I courting death..."

After Sui Sui read this, Feng Shao suddenly stopped, his heart skipped a beat, and he raised his eyes to meet the white tiger's golden eyes: "I understand, you came that day because of the magic energy that I poured out, right? No wonder you searched all the way. , licking his mouth all the way, looking like he’s hungry.”

Baihu thought it was understandable, he couldn't help lowering his head when he heard the sound, avoiding the young man's eyes, then growled and rubbed against the side in a low voice, as if he wanted to defend himself, but more like he was afraid that the other party would ignore him.