When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The spirit boat stopped in front of the mountain gate, and everyone jumped off the spirit boat one after another.

The disciple on duty in front of the mountain gate looked up and found that a group of disciples from the Qi refining period and Foundation building period had come back, so they looked away disinterestedly. Until the spirit boat was put away, another cyan figure descended lightly.

"Senior Sister Yun." The disciples guarding the door obviously knew Yun Qingyue, and when they saw her coming back, they hurriedly saluted and greeted respectfully.

Yun Qingyue just nodded slightly when she heard the words and didn't say much, just as cold as before. Then holding the little white tiger, Yun Qingyue stepped on the flying sword, entered the sect, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

She left so quickly that the gatekeeper didn't see her at all, only someone could vaguely see her holding something in her arms. But what could make their icy Elder sister hug something so carefully?

Someone hesitated to speak: "Just now, I seem to have seen something in Senior Sister Yun's arms?"

Several gatekeeper disciples all saw it vaguely, but no one could tell what it was. On the contrary, the young disciples who had just returned, the excitement of seeing the White tiger hadn't dissipated at this time, upon hearing the words of the gatekeeper disciple, someone immediately interjected: "It's the White tiger, the White tiger that Eldest Sister found in the secret realm!"

When the gatekeeper heard this, he was a little surprised, but also a little disbelieving: "How is it possible? The Yunling Secret Realm is opened every year, and the rare treasures inside have been confiscated long ago. There is not even enough Spirit Qi in it, so how could it be possible to breed divine beasts?!"

What he said was true, but what everyone saw was even more true, so the two groups started arguing in front of the mountain gate.

Of course, Yun Qingyue, who had already left, didn't know about it. She carried the little white tiger with her sword and went straight to Tianyang Peak, the main peak. Letting the master decide after seeing the White tiger.

On the way, she sent a letter to her master, but it was a pity that Peak Master Mingxia was obsessed with seclusion and didn't respond at all for a while.

The flying sword's speed is very fast. Jiang Mo, who was held in Yun Qingyue's arms, wanted to see the scenery of this cultivation sect, but unfortunately, she couldn't really see it clearly, so she had no choice but to give up the idea and wait until later.

However, before Yun Qingyue arrived at Tianyang Peak, someone stopped her halfway.

A black figure suddenly appeared in front of Yun Qingyue, and the latter stopped dangerously. She was surprised when she saw the person coming, and then bowed her head and saluted: "The disciple has seen Zhiming Shenjun."

Zhiming Shenjun pulled back his robe and turned around, letting out a casual "hmm", but his eyes fell directly on the little white tiger in Yun Qingyue's arms. He squinted his eyes and looked Jiang Mo up and down. His eyes were full of inquiry, and the hair of the little white tiger was blown up. Then he looked away and asked Yun Qingyue, "Where did this little guy come from?"

With a respectful attitude, Yun Qingyue replied: "Disciple responds, this disciple happened to meet the White tiger in the secret realm of Yunling."

Zhiming frowned, thought for a while and asked, "Where is the Yunling Secret Realm?"

Yun Qingyue was ashamed, so she had to explain: "It is the place where the disciples of the Qi refining period and the Foundation building period practice, and this disciple went to protect them."

Qi refining period and Foundation building period are obviously too far away from this god, so he doesn't know anything about it, and he was even more surprised after hearing Yun Qingyue's explanation. In the next moment, he stretched out a finger, pointing directly between the little white tiger's eyebrows.

Yun Qingyue saw it, but she didn't block it or hide it, while Jiang Mo couldn't hide even if she wanted to - obviously, the finger didn't come fast at all to the naked eye, and even gave people the illusion that it could be easily avoided, but she couldn't escape. It didn't stop until she was poked with a finger, and Zhiming on the other side took the initiative to withdraw his hand, and she didn't know what he did.

But Yun Qingyue obviously knew it, so she asked cautiously: "I don't know what the venerable one can see?"

Ever since she picked up Jiang Mo, Yun Qingyue had always had doubts in her heart that this little white tiger was really too weak.

She is not only weaker than divine beasts, but also weaker than cultivators, and not even stronger mortals. If it weren't for the special fur revealing her identity, Yun Qingyue would have believed that she was just a mortal beast, not the legendary majestic White tiger beast.

You know, the white tiger was originally the god of war, the master of killing, no one would believe her if she was so weak!

Zhiming withdrew his hand, but his brows were furrowed tightly, as if something he couldn't figure out bothered him. He thought for a while and reached out to touch the little white tiger's paw, this time Jiang Mo slapped him unceremoniously.

Of course, Zhiming didn't feel any pain at all and even grabbed the little white tiger's paw and squeezed it. After pinching the paws, he pinched the legs again, until the little white tiger was annoyed, and roared at him with a baby voice...

Zhi Ming was neither frightened nor threatened, but smiled instead.

He probably doesn't smile very often, and Yun Qingyue couldn't help but take another look when she saw this. Zhiming said: "It should be that the place where she was born lacks Qi, so this little guy was not born with enough. I am also surprised that she can survive."

After speaking, he looked at Yun Qingyue: "Maybe she is your chance, or maybe you are her chance?"

Of course, the beast is not Chinese cabbage, that can grow from the ground casually. In fact, it may take tens of thousands of years to conceive a divine beast, and if there is a little mistake during this period, the beast cannot be born. Or, like the original little white tiger, maybe it was because the Qi in the Yunling Secret Realm was not enough, even if it was born, it couldn't survive.

Can be born, and can survive, but it is such a weak beast, not to mention Yun Qingyue, even Zhiming Shenjun has only seen this situation now. He was actually not sure about Jiang Mo's situation, but she was still alive after all.

Yun Qingyue paused slightly when she heard the words, but Jiang Mo felt that what this person said was nonsense. After all, Yun Qingyue also checked her body a few days earlier, and the conclusion she came to was also congenitally deficient, so why would this person need to show off again?

Thinking like this, coupled with the displeasure of being pinched, the little white tiger unceremoniously rolled her eyes at Zhiming Shenjun.

Zhiming Shenjun naturally saw it, laughed, raised his hand and tapped the little milk tiger's forehead: "You little guy, you are really bold, you should respect your seniors, you know?"

The little white tiger raised its claws and covered its head. Although it didn't hurt, it yelled "Aww" and "Aww" a few more times.

Obviously, Yun Qingyue couldn't understand what she was saying, but Zhiming Shenjun seemed to understand, and his eyes narrowed immediately: "Call me?" After speaking, he moved his hand and saw the jade gourd hanging on the little white tiger's neck. Suddenly it flew towards him.

The little white tiger did not expect that the "milk bottle" would be robbed, and was immediately stunned, and then furious: "You shameless, you are still a god, yet you even robbed the cub's milk!"