When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Jiang Mo didn't expect that Yun Qingyue would go and come back, and he went and came back so quickly, he couldn't be more surprised. It was as if the door of Liying had just closed in front of her eyes, and before she had time to be depressed, the door opened again by itself.

Sure enough, Yun Qingyue came back this time for her, and wanted to take her away.

The cold beauty caught the little white tiger running towards her, lifted it up to the level of her eyes, looked at the little white tiger's golden tiger eyes with a pair of beautiful glazed eyes, and asked in a slightly solemn tone: "Would you like to be with me?" Shall I go?"

Yun Qingyue knew that this "little civet" was weak, but it was also enlightened, and she could understand what she was saying.

Jiang Mo naturally understood. He was overjoyed when he heard the words, and nodded his head in a hurry—of course she would follow, and it was even more rare and precious for the shit-shoveling officer who was selected before to go back. And this shit-shoveling officer looks rich and powerful, and the pills he casually feeds to the roadside spirit beasts can increase her experience points by 5 points. With her in the future, will leveling up be a problem?

The more the little waste tiger thought about it, the more flattered he felt, the more determined he was to hug his thigh. And under her intention to please, she even used the tail proficiently without a teacher, but unfortunately the tip of the tail could only wrap half a circle around Yun Qingyue's wrist and it was out of reach.

Yun Qingyue looked at the tip of the half-circle tail wrapped around his wrist, and realized how much this "little civet" really liked him. The elder sister who always hated cats and dogs couldn't help feeling a little joy in her heart, and her heart that had turned back because of chance also faded, but she really loved this little guy in front of her.

I just hope that my previous premonition is not wrong, otherwise I will kill this "little civet".

"If that's the case, then you can follow me from now on." Yun Qingyue's tone was still calm, and after speaking, he hugged the "little civet" in his arms, showing no sign of her deep thoughts.

The little white tiger was overjoyed when he heard the words, his mind was full of the wonderful life of lying down and upgrading in the future, and he didn't even care about being hugged by a beauty for the time being. And her feelings were so straightforward and intense that the system noticed it right away—unbeknownst to Jiang Mo, the system looked at her with pity and didn't tell her the secret about the level of the beast.

On the other side, Yun Qingyue, who was holding the little white tiger, naturally also noticed the little beast's joy. Her cold brows and eyes softened almost imperceptibly, and seeing that the little white tiger's fur was filthy from falling, she cast a cleansing technique on her without thinking twice.

In an instant, all the dust and dirt on Jiang Mo's fur disappeared, and he turned back into a brand new little white tiger.

Jiang Mo naturally loves to be clean, not to mention that this is the first time she has seen such a fairy method, and she rubbed Yun Qingyue's hand in a bit of surprise—she finally got the **** shovel officer's hand, although it was in the After the adoption was confirmed—Yun Qingyue didn't care about this intimacy, she looked at the "little civet" in her arms that had recovered, and frowned slightly with her pretty brows.

Of course Yun Qingyue is neither stupid nor blind. She has common sense and knows what cats look like and what tigers look like. Jiang Mo was dirty before, so she couldn't see it clearly, so she took it as a little civet, but now after cleaning it up, she naturally recognized that it was not a cat.

This is a little tiger, the word "King" on the forehead clearly shows its identity, but the fur of this little tiger is white.

In the cultivation world, no one knows what the white tiger means. It is a divine beast, a divine beast with Nascent Soul cultivation base from birth, a divine beast that can protect a sect for thousands of years, a divine beast whose every hair on its body can be regarded as a treasure... But the one in front of me seems to be It's too weak, and its appearance is too ordinary, so ordinary that people can't think of the white tiger beast at all.

Yun Qingyue's lips were slightly pursed into a straight line, and Liuli's beautiful eyes were fixed on the little white tiger who was acting coquettishly at her. The latter's little furry head rubbed against her hand, blinking his eyes with an innocent look on his face.

After a while, Yun Qingyue whispered, "Little White Tiger?"

Jiang Mo didn't notice what was wrong from the beginning to the end, and even forgot that he was frightened into meowing, and happily "owed", and the tip of his tail finally smoothly formed a ring around Yun Qingyue's wrist. lock up.

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If it was a divine beast, it probably wouldn't be so easy to be raised to death, right?

Yun Qingyue took the biggest chance of this trip, and returned to the spirit boat. The first thing that came to his mind was whether he could keep him alive—of course, the legendary beasts are very powerful, but the one he just picked up is probably an exception. After careful inspection, it turns out that his physique is similar to that of a weak mortal, not to mention his cultivation, he is not even considered physically strong!

Yun Qingyue couldn't imagine how the majestic white tiger fell to such a state. She was only worried that the little white tiger could not bear her special physique. As for the opportunity, the divine beast is of course very good, and it is also a great opportunity, but this opportunity is not hers. Because for ordinary monks, it is unbearable for them to raise a divine beast. They have only heard of the sect offering divine beasts, but have not seen that monk raising them himself.

Not being able to afford it is the biggest reason, as is being unable to wait.

Although a divine beast is born with a Nascent Soul cultivation base, it has to be an adult to truly display its strength, and the adult age of a divine beast is 3,000 years old. Cultivators have two hundred lifespans for foundation building, five hundred golden elixirs, one thousand years for nascent infants, two thousand for out-of-body, and five thousand for distraction...that is to say, they must at least have the cultivation of distraction in order to wait for a newly born divine beast to reach adulthood.

Perhaps the monks who have cultivated to the state of distraction, which one is not amazingly talented, why should they put all their attention on the gods and beasts? What's more, the path of cultivation is not smooth, there are few people who succeed in cultivation, and many people fall in the middle of the journey, who can guarantee that they will live for three thousand years?

Of course, the divine beast does not have to wait until adulthood if it wants to display its strength, and it is also possible to be successful in cultivation. But this requires the accumulation of resources. Unlike the human race, they have no threshold for cultivation. Heaven, material and earth treasures can be eaten by opening their mouths, digested after eating, and can increase their cultivation base after digestion. As long as you have enough treasures, you can naturally afford a divine beast.

But then again, there are so many natural and earthly treasures, wouldn't it be good to use them on yourself? Why do you have to give them to divine beasts? Divine beasts are proud by nature, and they would rather die than sign a master-servant contract with others. will be yours.

To sum up, it is basically a blood loss for a person to raise a divine beast, so even if someone gets a chance, most of them are sent back to the sect.

Sects are different from individuals. For a sect inheritance, three thousand years is just the rotation of one or two generations, and they can afford it. What's more, the resources that a sect can obtain are far from what individual monks can match. Not to mention easy raising and playing, but spending some time and resources to support a divine beast in exchange for protection is fundamental to the sect. Not a problem either.

These are the consensus of the comprehension world, and Yun Qingyue is naturally aware of the pros and cons, so the moment she found out that what she picked up was a little white tiger, she had the consciousness to hand over the beast to the sect.

But this divine beast is different, she is too weak, is the sect really willing to support her?

Yun Qingyue was a little worried, and thought a lot after returning to the spirit boat with the little white tiger in his arms. Contrary to her was Jiang Mo, who saw a big ship flying in the sky for the first time, and it was a novelty for a while.

The little white tiger jumped down from Yun Qingyue's arms, held his head high, and walked around the entire spirit boat as if he was patrolling the territory, and finally lay down curiously on the ship's side—this place is high in the sky, but the wind blowing is very strong. Gentle, there is no doubt that there is a layer of enchantment protection outside the spirit boat. And she hadn't seen such a legendary thing before, so she eagerly wanted to reach out her paws to touch it.

At this time, Jiang Mo let go of his worries and looked curiously inquiring, really no different from a cub. But the little waste tiger is indeed too small, and its claws are not long enough. It looks very dangerous when it stretches out its claws to touch the barrier.

Yun Qingyue saw this scene without paying attention, and was shocked at the moment, and hurried over to carry her back.

The little waste tiger was pinched by the back of fate's neck again, and when facing Shang Yun Qingyue's slight frown, he felt a little guilty. Her round tiger eyes blinked innocently, her tail tipped up and down, trying to hook Yun Qingyue's wrist.

Yun Qingyue still couldn't bear to reprimand the cub for being so careful to please him. She rummaged through the storage ring, originally wanting to see if there was anything to feed, so that the little white tiger could be more peaceful. It turned out that the elder sister was too cold, and with the years of fasting, there was nothing in the storage ring that could be called food at all.

Except for some treasures of heaven and earth, the only ones that can be imported seem to be pills.

Yun Qingyue hesitated for a moment, and finally put a Cleansing Spirit Grass and a Yangyuan Pill in front of the little white tiger respectively. The former is a third-order spiritual herb, which is still useful in the foundation building stage, while the latter is known as a "little sugar pill", which is eaten by disciples in the Qi refining stage.

Jiang Mo looked at the unremarkable Herbal Wash, smelled the Yangyuan Pill, and soon recognized that the smell of the Yangyuan Pill was the experience pill he had taken before. So without any hesitation, she happily rolled her little tongue out and swallowed the Yangyuan Pill, and then happily heard the reminder of the system experience value +5, she was so happy.

Yun Qingyue looked at the beautiful little white tiger, but there was nothing left in his cold glazed eyes.