My Virtual Kingdom of God

After Zheng Dong broke through the foundation-building stage in the prehistoric period, he put all his thoughts into real practice.

After all, realistic practice is the foundation, and prehistoric practice is nothing but vain, and all that can be obtained is experience, which cannot be regarded as real.

Deep in the Qinling Mountains.

The mountain peaks are surrounded by large formations, the formations are full of aura, and the Taoist palaces are repaired, like a blessed land of immortals.

In the medicine garden of Dao Palace.

Bai Ling'er was instructing a group of seven-foot-tall strong men with yellow scarves on their heads to water the elixir in the medicine garden.

"Dalang, be careful, this gourd master is precious, if you break it, carefully dismantle you."

Bai Ling'er was lying on a deck chair next to her, holding a comic book in her two paws, her legs crossed, the soft sunlight shining on its snow-white fur, looking very comfortable.

"Master Bai, I am careful."

The yellow turban wrestler named Da Lang said in a low voice.

"Um."

Bai Ling'er nodded noncommittally, as if telling the Yellow Turban Warrior to be careful was just casually, all his thoughts were on the comic book in his hand.

"Um?"

Bai Ling'er suddenly felt that her hand was empty, and the comic book disappeared.

Turning his head, Zheng Dong's sullen face came into view.

"Lazy again!"

Hearing Zheng Dong's yelling, Bai Ling'er's hairy ears immediately closed down.

"Chirp, I don't dare anymore, master, don't hit me!"

Before Zheng Dong could make a move, Bai Ling'er covered her head with her paws and begged for mercy.

Seeing its funny appearance, Zheng Dong couldn't help being amused, but fortunately the puppets he refined were all conscientious and meticulously fulfilled his orders.

"Have you finished watering the spirit gourd?"

"Master Qi, it's finished pouring." Da Lang stopped his hands and saluted Zheng Dong.

Hearing this, Zheng Dong nodded and looked at Bai Ling'er again.

"Go to the wilderness to practice more if you have nothing to do, and read less messy books." Zheng Dong looked at Bai Ling'er, "You are a white fox, not a human being, and your life span is much shorter than that of a human. If you don't practice well, you may lose your lifespan someday. It's all over."

Seeing that Zheng Dong didn't punish it, Bai Ling'er immediately cheered up, flew into Zheng Dong's arms, and said coquettishly, "Master, is there any difference between a white fox and you humans?"

"You read a lot of miscellaneous books, don't you understand these things?"

Zheng Dong tapped its head lightly.

Bai Ling'er rubbed her head with her little paws as a gesture, then tilted her head and said, "I read in this comic book that fox demons have a very long lifespan."

"Do you think you can be called a demon fox now? Apart from being better than ordinary people, what else do you have?"

"I think the little demon fox in this comic book is not as good as me besides being cute." Bai Ling'er said, pretending that I am very powerful.

In fact, Zheng Dong was also a little confused about Bai Linger's path of practice.

The idea of ​​Taiyin concept that it cultivates is logically the method practiced by the monks in the concentration period. In terms of the strength of the soul alone, Bai Ling'er is not even much weaker than ordinary Qi refining monks.

But in terms of combat power, it is not enough for a Qi Refining cultivator to poke it with one finger.

Apart from deceiving ordinary people with its harmless illusion, it basically has no choice but to raise one's hands and surrender to the monks.

According to Zheng Dong's vision, since human beings can cultivate, animals can naturally too, just like the monster race in myths and legends.

Although Bai Ling'er is a bit miraculous, compared with the legendary monsters, she has nothing but cuteness.

"Okay, in short, you just listen to me, practice hard with the exercises I taught you, and strive to become a real fox demon as soon as possible."

"There are still fake fox demons." Bai Ling'er muttered softly.

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and asked curiously, "By the way, you just said that I am a white fox and you are a human being, so how did I come here?"

"Uh......"

Zheng Dong was stunned by its question.

He said "Wait a minute." Then he rummaged through the storage ring.

half an hour.

"found it."

With that said, Zheng Dong took out an envelope, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to the little fox demon.

"To be precise, you are fostered by someone else."

Bai Ling'er took the letter that Tang Zhirou had left for Zheng Dong, quickly opened the envelope with her small paws, and looked at the contents of the letter.

After reading it, it raised its head and said childishly: "You mean, this little girl named Tang Zhirou is my master?"

"bingo."

"So you didn't pick me up, but someone gave you?"

"That's right."

Bai Ling'er put the envelope aside and nestled on the recliner, wondering what she was thinking.

It was the first time Zheng Dong saw the heartless Bai Ling'er looking so "sad", he didn't bother him, and was about to leave.

Bai Ling'er suddenly said, "I'm not the one who gave birth to you and this girl named Tang Zhirou, right?"

After hearing this, Zheng Dong resisted the urge to beat it, stared at it and said, "Human and human, can a fox be born?"

"Why not? I read in this comic book..."

"Don't mention comic books to me! You are not allowed to read this stupid book again!" Zheng Dong couldn't bear it anymore, put his comic books directly into the storage ring, and left the elixir garden without looking back.

Seeing Zheng Dong leave, Bai Ling'er picked up the envelope again, read it carefully, and murmured: "You know my background, you are my master?"

"Da Lang, take good care of the medicine garden!"

"Yes, Lord Bai."

After giving the order, Bai Linger flew out of the elixir garden and sneaked into Zheng Dong's refining room.

"Whoosh!"

It searched in the refining room, and walked out with a black storage bag hanging around its neck.

Then, it came to Zheng Dong's alchemy room to search.

The alchemy room and the weapon refining room in the Dao Palace are full of Zheng Dong's handicrafts, but even so, any thing inside can cause crazy competition among Qi refining monks in reality.

Bai Ling'er didn't know anything about the preciousness of these things. Anyway, it felt that these things were junk that Zheng Dong didn't care about, and he discarded them everywhere.

It picks up some casually, it should be fine.

Zheng Dong would not throw away a truly precious treasure.

"I shouldn't be beaten by the master." After thinking for a while, Bai Ling'er quickly slipped out of the alchemy room.

Zheng Dong sat cross-legged in the quiet room to practice in seclusion, and Bai Linger's every move was in his spiritual perception.

Quietly, he left a spiritual thought on Bai Ling'er, and then ignored it.

If he guessed correctly, Bai Ling'er must have gone to look for Tang Zhirou in the common world.

"That's good too. Know your life experience and cut off the ties of the world, so as not to always have a restless mind and no intention of practicing." Talking to himself, Zheng Dong continued to retreat.

Now that he has broken through to the late stage of concentrating in reality, he is only one step away from establishing the foundation. Zheng Dong is going to go all out to break through the foundation building stage.

The formations outside the Dao Palace are just some magic formations and spirit-gathering formations, and there are no protective formations.

Zheng Dong didn't think it was necessary for him to arrange a protective formation on Earth.

If he really encounters a danger that he can't resist, the arrangement of the formation probably won't help.

Besides, he holds the Book of Truth in his hand, and he can use the Kingdom of God to teleport at any time. The protective formation is meaningless to him, and it is troublesome to get in and out.

Therefore, Bai Ling'er went down the mountain smoothly without any obstacles.

Not long after going down the mountain, it found a wild boar in the Qinling Mountains. After bewitching it with illusion, it rode on the wild boar's neck and gave orders.

Anyone who understands fox language must know that the meaning of this sentence is "Hog Rider, charge!"