Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

"Holy shit, who is this? He actually got 850 points!" A disciple who had just checked the standings of the trial tower exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief and amazement.

In the world of the trial tower, on the mysterious and huge internal chat channel, messages are flowing like a tide.

Although there was a lot of information and diverse content, the core theme was extremely clear. Everyone's attention was attracted by the disciple of the Qinglong lineage who topped the hunting competition with 850 points. This shocking score was like a heart-shaking The bomb exploded in the hearts of everyone.

The hunting competition is a grand event carefully planned and held every year by the Trial Tower Spirit. Its rewards are extremely generous. The top 100 people have different levels of rewards. The higher the ranking, the more mouth-watering the rewards.

The disciples of the four major branches of the Four Saint Sect are all gearing up and eager to try, hoping to stand out in the competition.

Under the rules of the competition, every time you kill a strange beast at the peak of Qi training, you will get ten points. In the early stage of foundation building, it is twenty points, in the middle stage, it is increased to thirty-five points, and in the later stage, it is as high as fifty points.

As for the golden elixir stage beasts, the starting point is a full 100 points, 150 points in the middle stage, and directly doubled to 200 points in the later stage.

However, for most of the disciples participating in the trial, strange beasts during the Qi training period are their main hunting targets, because there is a strict restriction on the 18th trial tower - only monks under the age of eighty can have it. Qualified to enter the trial.

This age limit is like a natural barrier, blocking the vast majority of monks from the threshold.

Most of the monks in this age group are still lingering in the qi training stage. A few geniuses may be able to break through to the foundation building stage, and only a very small number of people with unparalleled qualifications can reach the foundation building stage and become true disciples.

"The second place only has more than 100 points, and the first place is actually 700 points ahead. Isn't this gap too big? Isn't he a monk in the golden elixir realm?" A disciple of the Suzaku lineage said in the chat channel He asked such a question, his words full of awe and curiosity for the leader.

"This fellow Taoist, I am Venerable White Tiger. If you can bring me five hundred spirit stones, I will make you the deputy sect leader tomorrow." Soon, a disciple from the White Tiger lineage said in a joking tone In response, there was a bit of ridicule and ease in the words.

"This fellow Taoist is right. Instead of believing that he is the Golden Core Stage, it is better to believe that I am the White Tiger Venerable." A disciple of the Xuanwu lineage also joined the discussion, with a hint of teasing and confusion in his words.

"What fellow Taoist fellow Xuanwu said is absolutely true. You may not know what it means to be a golden elixir monk under the age of eighty. Let me give you some popular science. Our Venerable White Tiger was already over a hundred years old when he broke through to the golden elixir realm. , and now he is the only Nascent Soul power in our sect!"

"Is there anyone from the Qinglong lineage who can reveal who this unique guy is? How did he achieve such an amazing feat?" As more and more people joined the discussion, the topic became more and more heated. , the atmosphere of the entire trial tower world has become increasingly tense and mysterious as a result.

Jì Hou didn't know that somewhere in the trial tower, the discussion about him was as heated as a burning fire cooking oil.

However, at this moment, his attention was not on those disturbances at all, but on following the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King in front of him, on the way back to his cave.

The sun was shining brightly at noon, shining directly on the earth, and when they finally arrived at their destination, the moon was already bright and the branches were covered with silver moonlight.

During this period, because the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King was injured, his originally lightning-fast speed was obviously affected. As the two walked together, their steps seemed particularly heavy and slow.

"Is this your lair?" Jì Hou stood at the foot of the majestic mountain, looking up at a huge cave in front of him, with shock written all over his face. However, his surprise did not come from the cave's grandeur, but from its "snacks."

Although from ordinary people's perspective, this cave is already majestic and majestic, but compared with the hundred-foot-tall and unparalleled mighty Jingxiao Winged Tiger King, it looks so mini and delicate.

Jì Hou couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Are you sure this is your cave? You're not bullying a rabbit or mouse and stealing their nest, right?"

Facing Jì Hou's doubts, a subtle helplessness flashed in Jingxiao Winged Tiger King's eyes, and then he let out a deep and powerful roar.

Just when Jì Hou was dumbfounded, the huge body that was as tall as the mountain began to shrink in an incredible way. In just a short moment, it went from a hundred feet tall to the size of an ordinary elephant.

Jì Hou was amazed and praised the magical changes in front of her: "It's really amazing to be able to grow or shrink at will."

With a deep tiger roar, Jingxiao Winged Tiger King invited Jì Hou to step into the cave.

Jì Hou showed no fear and followed him calmly. He knew that he had imprinted the enslavement mark of beast control on Jingxiao Winged Tiger King's consciousness, and the other party would never have any intention of harming him.

After all, in the thousands of years of history of the world of cultivation, there has almost never been a precedent for spiritual beasts controlled by beast control monks to kill their masters.

Entering the cave, a unique smell mixed with earth, vegetation and the Tiger King's own scent hit your face. Jì Hou frowned slightly and summoned a gust of breeze to disperse the smell. At the same time, he patted the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King beside him and teased: "The smell in your cave is so strong, why don't you clean it up?"

The Jingxiao Winged Tiger King received the information transmitted by Jì Hou through the beast control technique, sniffed around with his nose, and then let out a confused roar, as if to say that it did not notice any strange smell. Jì Hou explained with a smile: "You are so used to it that you won't be able to smell it. Remember to find some water to rinse this place later. As my mount, keeping the cave wood clean is the most basic requirement."

The Jingxiao Winged Tiger King understood what Jì Hou meant, and nodded repeatedly to show his understanding, with surrender and loyalty in his eyes.

One man and one tiger, like two comrades fighting side by side, marched firmly into the depths of the cave. The interior of the cave was deep and mysterious, and the weak light could only illuminate a short distance ahead, making their figures looming in the darkness.

When they came to a slightly raised position on the ground, the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King, the mighty king of beasts, stepped forward with steady steps, and its huge claws were like iron plows, 730 thrusting in In the soil, he began to dig hard.

Amidst the swirling mud, it seems that you can hear the whisper of the earth and the echo of history.

Within a moment, the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King struggled to open up the ground, revealing the treasures hidden underneath - there were piles of traces left over by the years: there were strange-shaped, unknown origins of skeletal bones, which were shining and contained. Crystal ores with unknown power, and several strange plants with a faint medicinal fragrance and mysterious effects.

However, in front of these dazzling array of items, the Jingxiao Winged Tiger King did not pay attention to the rest, and its eyes were firmly locked on those plants.

I saw it opening its bloody mouth without hesitation and swallowing these precious plants in an instant.

As the herb was swallowed, a powerful vitality seemed to surge rapidly in its body, and the wounds on its body were obviously greatly improved. The healing power of this unknown plant is magical and powerful, and the effect is immediate.

At the same time, Jì Hou saw that Jingxiao Winged Tiger King was concentrating on healing his wounds, so he found a relatively clean place and carefully cleared a space for meditation.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and concentrated, and began to sort out and review his experiences in fierce battles with various powerful enemies in the past few days. Every flash of sword, every struggle on the edge of life and death, reappeared in his mind one by one. He continued to improve himself through in-depth understanding, and strived to be more comfortable in future challenges.

In this deep cave, one person and one tiger are each immersed in their own world. .