Lady Cultivator

Five hundred and sixty-nine, transformation

Back in the cave, the two called Ye Zhenji and Shui Linbo.

"Aunt, Master." Ye Zhenji came in first.

"Meet the two masters." Shui Linbo greeted him respectfully.

Mo Tiange looked at her and smiled slightly, and said: "I have summoned the Deacon Hall to accept you as a registered disciple. From now on, you can call us just like Zhenji."

Shui Linbo was startled, with huge surprise in his eyes, and kowtowed quickly: "Thank you two masters for your great kindness."

Before, although she took care of the cave for the two of them, she was still nominally an ordinary foundation-building disciple of Qingquan Peak. It was only because of Ye Zhenji that she got the opportunity to accompany the two masters, and she also got the two masters. of support. Within the Xuanqing Sect, many Foundation Establishment disciples were jealous of her and even gossiped behind her back because she had no status but got things she shouldn't have.

But now, as a registered disciple of the Yuanying monk, she has finally obtained the status she dreamed of, and no one will question her identity and status.

"You have taken good care of the cave, and this is your reward." Over the years, Shui Linbo has rarely been in retreat, and he has been working diligently to take care of the cave and handle chores for them. They are not stingy people, and giving a named disciple the status is just a piece of cake.

"Yes," Shui Linbo said gratefully, "Linbo will definitely do his best to serve his master."

"I told you, there is no need to call Master again."

Shui Linbo hesitated for a moment, then called out: "...Aunt, Master."

Mo Tiange nodded with a smile and turned to Qin Xi: "You tell me?"

Qin Xi nodded and said, "I have something to tell you. You must be prepared."

Seeing Ye Zhenji and Shui Linbo standing in front of them respectfully, he said: "The current situation is critical. Soon, the two of us will leave the mountain. Zhenji, you have completed your foundation building. It's time to prepare to form the elixir. It’s best to practice and cultivate your mental state enough before you can prepare to form the elixir.”

"Yes, Master." Ye Zhenji agreed simply.

Qin Xi smiled a little, and then said: "Let me make it clear first, you go to practice, not with us."

"Ah?" Ye Zhenji was stunned, "Master, what do you mean?"

"It means that you cannot follow the same path as us." Mo Tiange said, "You have to rely on your own strength to survive the battle and find an opportunity to form a pill."

"Really?".

Ye Zhenji was not worried, but was eager to try, "Then where should I go? To the south? Or to the Tiandao Sect?"

"Let's talk about this later." Qin Xi turned his gaze and landed on Shui Linbo, who was thoughtfully on his side. "Linbo, what do you think?"

Shui Linbo hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, I also want to practice."

Qin Xidao: "You haven't been out since you started, so you should go and practice. Cultivation is not done behind closed doors. Without experience, you can't cultivate your state of mind. If you don't have enough training in your state of mind, it will be difficult to advance. If you want to form an elixir, you really need to practice."

"But -" At this point, his words changed. Shui Linbo raised his head nervously, but Qin Xi said, "You can go, but you can't go with Zhenji."

Shui Linbo was stunned: "Why is this?"

Mo Tiange said: "You have more ideas than Zhenji. If we are together, you will not have enough experience with Zhenji, so the effect is better if we are separated."

Shui Linbo turned his head, glanced at Ye Zhenji, turned around, and nodded firmly: After thinking about it, he added, "It's just about the cave..."

"It doesn't matter," Qin Xi said, "Let the Deacon Hall send someone, and you can sort out the affairs of the cave and leave it to them."

"Yes, disciple, I obey."

After explaining, he dismissed the two of them, and Qin Xi said, "It's time for us to get ready."

Senior Brother Xuan Yin means that it may take several years or even more than ten years for them to leave. It is impossible to be completely unprepared.

Mo Tiange stood up and suddenly felt something, a touch between his eyebrows, entering the realm of virtual heaven.

The breath of the white tiger that filled the entire Void Heaven Realm has disappeared, replaced by a thick, sharp breath.

Mo Tiange felt happy, walked to the spirit beast house, and called out: "Feifei?"

There was no answer for a long time, but there was clearly Feifei's aura in the spirit beast house. Could it be that he was still absorbing the white tiger's breath? When Qin Xi absorbed the breath of Suzaku, it took a long time, and maybe Feifei was the same.

He turned around and was about to go back to the training room when he suddenly heard a soft "squeak" behind him and the door opened.

"Feifei?" She turned around with a happy face.

The next moment, he was stunned.

"How is it?" Qingyue's voice came, with Feifei's unique laziness and arrogance. But, but——

Why is there a person standing in front of me?

Mo Tiange pointed forward blankly: "You——"

"Me what?"

Mo Tiange blinked several times before he was sure that what he saw was real and not dazzled.

Standing at the door of the Spirit Beast House was not Feifei in golden fur, but a young man in yellow. This young man has a thin figure and handsome features. He is dressed in yellow clothes, which makes him as white as snow. At this time, he is lazily leaning against the door with his arms crossed. At a sudden glance, he can't tell whether he is a boy or a girl.

Mo Tiange looked at it for a long time, but the first thing he said was: "Why are you not my mother?"

The young man was startled when he heard this, his fair face suddenly turned red, and he pointed at her: "You...you don't even know whether I am a male or a female?"

"I'm not Philip, how can I tell whether you are a male or a female?"

The young man almost didn't come up in one breath. He had been following her for more than a hundred years, but he didn't even know whether he was a male or a female. What kind of master was he?

Mo Tiange went on to say, "You love beauty and have a proud temperament. Of course I thought you were a mother."

"That's nonsense," the young man said angrily, "You humans are female beauties, and we spiritual beasts are male beauties. How can you attract female beauties if you don't like beauty?"

"**? Feifei, you're so direct. Do you want to find a female Philippe**?". As soon as the words were spoken, the subject was distorted.

"..."

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat opposite each other in the training room - this time it was really two people, not one person and one beast.

Next to the coffee table, water was bubbling on the small stove.

The young man, Feifei after his transformation, picked up the teapot and slowly made tea. When it was still in the body of an animal, it would make tea. Now it has transformed into a human form, making tea with familiar movements and graceful postures.

The aroma of tea gradually spread, Feifei picked up the tea cup, put it in front of his nose and smelled the aroma, showing an intoxicated expression with satisfaction.

"Let me tell you," Mo Tiange coughed lightly, "do you want to tell me what's going on first?"

"What's going on?" Feifei replied casually as she concentrated on sipping her tea.

"Of course it's your transformation." Mo Tiange stared at Feifei's face, trying to spot a flower, "You obviously haven't advanced to the eighth level, how could you transform?"

Before the eighth level, even if the monsters are amazingly powerful, they are still just monsters. Unless they advance to the eighth level, they can transform into humans.

This is common sense, and Mo Tiange has never heard of any exceptions.

But the Feifei in front of him was obviously only seventh level, but he had successfully transformed. Moreover, there were no remaining ears, no intact fur, and no trace of the monster. It must be a tenth-level monster to transform so completely, right? Few words

Feifei said: "What's weird? Five spirits can transform as soon as they are born. I breathed the breath of the white tiger, and got the bones of the white tiger to transform my body. With part of the white tiger's bloodline, of course I can transform."

"...So that's it." Mo Tiange thought for a while and then asked, "The White Tiger's Breath is so strong, why didn't you advance to the eighth level?"

"Is it so easy for spiritual beasts to advance to the next level?" Feifei said, "The eighth-level transformation is like a chasm in the sky for spiritual beasts. Before the eighth level, no matter how powerful they are, they are still ignorant beasts. Once they reach the eighth level, they are still ignorant beasts. , then he opens his spiritual wisdom and becomes the spirit of all things. This kind of thing that conquers the world is only achieved by great opportunities. Xiaofan's ancestors have lived for five or six thousand years, but haven't they been able to advance to the eighth level? They are luckier than humans. Yes, our spirit beasts have a much longer lifespan and can reproduce easily, so that we can give birth to eighth-level spirit beasts that are no less than human Nascent Soul monks."

"Really? So, it's not that easy for you to advance to the eighth level..."

"That's not true," Feifei's lips slightly raised. Coupled with his pure and beautiful appearance, which is as beautiful as a woman's, he can really be called a beautiful woman. "I ate a lot of blood-eating vines some time ago, and with the power of the white tiger, I can reach the eighth level." It’s just a matter of time for me.”

After drinking a cup of tea, he glanced at her: "What's that expression on your face?"

Mo Tiange said: "It's also a matter of time before Xiaofan and Xiaohuo reach the eighth level." Living in the Void Heaven Realm and with countless spiritual herbs, it would be difficult for them to reach the eighth level.

Feifei curled his lips and stopped answering. Speaking of cultivation, it is really not its strong point. If it hadn't happened to meet the white tiger, it would have taken a long time to advance to the seventh level.

Seeing its expression, Mo Tiange couldn't help but laugh. Although this guy Feifei has a hateful personality, he has some good points and never lies. Xiaohuo and Xiaofan are stronger than it in cultivation, and although it is unwilling to do so, it will admit it.

"By the way," Mo Tiange asked seriously, "Have you absorbed the White Tiger's Breath, have there been any changes to your body?"

Feifei raised his head: "What do you mean?"

She said: "I know that the Feifei clan does not have the means to fight. It is just the talent to coexist peacefully with all monsters. But the white tiger is known as the fierce god, with a violent temperament and easy killing, and strong strength - now that you have the blood of the white tiger, what have you learned? Innate spell?"

Feifei chuckled but didn't answer.

After drinking a cup of tea slowly, he waved his hand, and a golden light flew out of his sleeve. He circled it lightly, and the bamboo forest collapsed in front of him, which shocked Xiao Huo and Xiao Fan who were practicing.

Mo Tiange was also shocked. These bamboos have lived here for tens of thousands of years, and their texture is hard and extraordinary. Feifei flattened a bamboo forest with such a gentle and skillful wave. This level of strength is not even matched by ordinary pill-forming monks.

The golden light jumped back, and Feifei opened his hand to grab it. The flowing golden light turned into a slender knife in his palm.

Just by getting closer, Mo Tiange could already feel the violent aura on the light sword, as if countless sword lights and sword shadows had gathered together, and the murderous aura was permeating the air.

Feifei said proudly: "This move is called White Tiger's Strike. When I advance to the eighth level, other monks will not be able to take my strike."

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