Lord of the Divine Show

"Mangdang Mountain is extremely dangerous, and the spirit fox is even more cunning... As a son of a man, how can I bear to see my father and uncle take risks for me?"

Young Master Ling was even more disappointed: "I only hate that I am not good at martial arts and can't help my father. To be honest... I would rather go to martial arts and follow the path of the Ten Directions Beast Art to enter the Tao..."

"Young Master Ling, you are so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are..."

A round-faced and slightly chubby young man sighed: "Each of the Ten Directions Beast Arts is extremely difficult. If you want to master them all, you don't know how much hard work and hard work it will take... What's even worse is the entrance to the Taoism. After so many years, I haven’t heard of a few people in our county who have been taught.”

"Not to mention the need to make great achievements, even if you successfully enter the Tao with that method, you may not be better than other monks..."

Speaking of which, he seemed full of resentment.

Zhong Shenxiu was sitting cross-legged on the stone, but everyone turned a blind eye and kept talking to himself.

When he heard this, his eyes flashed: "The official martial arts school definitely likes to promote the children of poor families with an innocent family background to compete with the rich families... These people wear gold and jade, and are pampered, and they are not favored by the instructors in the first place. , no matter if you don’t work hard, it’s no wonder that you can’t get the true inheritance..."

Speaking of which, a real aristocratic family would naturally have a way to send their children to the immortal sect.

As for ordinary people from poor families, they can only risk their lives to perform meritorious service, join the court, or hope for great luck from heaven.

On the contrary, this kind of small and medium-sized tycoon in the county seems to be neither good nor bad.

"And... the Ten Thousand Beasts Art is difficult to learn. After learning it, it is not that simple to take the path to the Supreme Dragon and Tiger Sect... and they may not even know this."

Zhong Shenxiu felt that he suddenly had a deeper understanding of the environment of the Second Yanhan Empire.

When he was about to leave, the girl in red who spoke at the beginning shouted: "Young Master Ling... look, there are tiger paw prints here!"

Young Master Ling looked at the ground and looked slightly moved: "What a big insect."

"Is there a tiger? Let's go." The little fat man exclaimed.

"Haha, don't be afraid. This place is very close to the official road. A tiger came out of nowhere and might eat people. There are many of us, so we will kill it today to eliminate harm for the people!"

Young Master Ling pulled the bowstring and said confidently.

When Zhong Shenxiu heard this, he looked somewhere in the forest and suddenly showed a joking smile.

Hoho!

The wind howled, and a big insect suddenly jumped out from one end of the mountain forest.

This tiger is huge, covered in white hair, with clear black lines on its forehead. It opens its big mouth and lets out a ferocious tiger roar.

"What a tiger! Look at the arrow!"

Young Master Ling has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is not messy at all. He bends the bow and sets the arrow, and the arrow is like a shooting star.

The white tiger just jumped to avoid the arrow. Instead of running away, it actually came towards everyone.

It jumped several feet, and was several hundred meters away in an instant. The evil wind blew in the face, and everyone seemed to smell a fishy smell at the tip of their noses. Those who were timid immediately felt their legs weaken.

"Ah, let's go quickly."

The little fat man screamed and fell to the ground. He was picked up by a group of people and fled to the rear for his life.

"Hongmei, you lead people to use long soldiers to attract attention, and I will give it another arrow."

Young Master Ling bent his bow and nocked an arrow, pulled the best treasure bow into a full moon, and loudly laid out his tactics.

The girl in red agreed and drew her long sword. Several of Ling Shao's servants held steel forks and stood in front of the white tiger, roaring loudly to attract attention.

The clinker white tiger didn't like this at all. He jumped again and moved like the wind. In the blink of an eye, he overturned several big men and rushed straight towards Young Master Ling!

Young Master Ling was shocked, and the arrow came out of his hand, but missed.

In the blink of an eye, he was pinned down by the tiger.

"Help...help!"

He yelled, but saw the girl in red fleeing in panic with others, and a bloody mouth right in front of him. He couldn't help but lament in his heart: "My life is at stake!"

Snapped!

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard.

A heavy weight of relief washed over Young Master Ling. He rolled up in confusion and saw the white tiger rolling to the side, prostrate on the ground, wailing continuously.

The girl in red and her companions escaped early, leaving only a mess behind.

The mountains and forests are quiet, birds are singing in the empty valley, and dazzling light spots are scattered.

Everything is like a dream.

"Idiot!"

Zhong Shenxiu sighed and showed his figure.

"Thank you so much for this hero's life-saving grace. Xu Shaoling will definitely repay you." Xu Shaoling saw that this man was only twenty years old at most, but he could easily subdue the white tiger. He was obviously a capable person, and he did not dare to neglect, so he saluted quickly.

"That's all, I'm taking a nap here. It's fate that you can be seen by me."

Zhong Shenxiu waved his hand.

"My companion got separated from me and may be in danger. I want to save him first. Do you know the name of my benefactor?" Xu Shaoling saluted again.

"It seems that you are not only crazy, but also stupid... There is something strange about this tiger. Why are you willing to fight when you see so many people? And your actions are quite organized. Why did the others disperse in a rush, leaving you alone?"

Zhong Shenxiu laughed.

Xu Shaoling's expression suddenly turned pale, something he had never seen before when he was about to die: "You mean... someone wants to harm me? Why?"

"Why? Of course I have a grudge against you! Maybe you thought you were friends with them, but they probably thought you were blocking the way, right?"

Zhong Shenxiu curled her lips and said: "There may only be one quota for monks to recruit disciples. If you want to go up, you will take someone else's seat. Naturally, it will be an eyesore. Others have to give up family ties and love for the sake of the road. You are just a mere mediocre person. Friend, of course I will kill you if I say so..."

Xu Shaoling seemed to have seen the disguise of reality being torn away, revealing the bloody side, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He may have noticed something strange about what happened today, but he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

"Okay, go ahead and don't disturb me."

Zhong Shenxiu, however, didn't bother to care about the psychological reshaping process of this sad young man, and directly drove him away: "Don't talk about repaying kindness, I still don't like you."

Xu Shaoling suddenly felt his breath stagnant, and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. It seemed that if he continued to stay here, he would encounter something much scarier than the white tiger. Before his thoughts could turn around, his body had already begun to flee out of fear.

After the man left, Zhong Shenxiu looked at the tiger that had been lying down, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, and couldn't help but smile: "You have been pretending for so long? Are you tired? Why don't you reveal yourself soon?"

As soon as he drank, the white tiger rolled on the ground and turned into a man wearing tiger skin.

This man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, about thirty years old, took off his tiger skin and fell to the ground: "Hu San pays homage to the monk!"

Xu Shaoling was young and uninformed, and thought that Zhong Shenxiu was some kind of martial arts master, but he knew very well that the one who could suppress his Taoism in the air must be a true monk who had perfected his magic power.

For such a master, killing an ordinary person who only knows a little magic is as easy as killing a chicken.