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Chapter 167, Spring Breeze, Taoist, Tiger King

Lao Shanjun lived on the mountain. He lived here with his young Bai Shanjun.

Until his life span was about to end, he did not think about returning to the fertile land, nor did he cultivate himself into a human form.

He took root in this land, and passed it to his younger generations and Baishanjun.

At this point, Bai Shanjun finally knew what his father always said to him when he was a child.

What he didn't understand before.

"The so-called meaning of survival is not found."

"You don't have to pursue it deliberately. He may have existed in your life for a long time."

Lao Shanjun gradually grew older, his movements gradually became less sensitive, his endurance was less powerful, he could not speak, his crossbone grew again, he could only roar and roar with tigers, and could not explain any major principles, so he could only teach Bai Shanjun's hunting skills.

Then, he felt that his deadline was approaching and left Baishanjun.

He staggered and planned to find a place to wait for death.

Then, he found a lonely grave.

There is not even a tombstone on it.

But everyone who looked at Lao Shanjun knew who was buried in this lonely tomb.

It is the one who is despised and disliked by everyone, and hated by Bai Shanjun, Liu Laogou.

"Aunt Bai used to say that after the death of a creature, he would go to another world." Lao Shanjun grinned and said, "If there is one, I hope I can fight with you there."

The wind blows, willow catkins float by, just when spring is warm and flowers bloom.

Back then, Liu Laogou also died at this time.

Today, Lao Shanjun will pass by this season, and his breath becomes weaker and weaker, lying on the lonely grave.

At this time, Li Wei walked out and came to Lao Shanjun.

"This is a dream." Bai Shengsheng looked at Li Wei. Although he was sad, he did not forget to remind him that this was a dream.

Even if you are touched by this experience, it is just a dream, it is a illusory memory floating above the clouds and mists, not a real thing.

Li Wei ignored it and came to Lao Shanjun with his hands on his back.

The spring breeze, the Taoist, the passing tiger king.

Then, Lao Shanjun raised his head.

"Your child has grown up healthily and vigorously, he is really great..."

Li Wei gently stroked the tiger's head and used it to relieve Lao Shanjun's weakness and pain before his death.

"Is this so good..."

Then, in amazement, Hu Jun actually showed a look of relief and died suddenly.

He said, no matter what, I want to die in my hometown.

For Lao Shanjun, his hometown is already here.

.....

The dream suddenly disappeared, and the causal connection talisman was burned out, leaving only a few people in the thatched hut.

Now Bai Shengsheng has long lost the idea of ​​retracting Baishan's corpse back to the fertile field.

After so many years, I can't find it.

But Lao Shanjun agreed from the bottom of his heart that the place where his hometown is located is where flowers bloom all over the mountains.

Although he was still sad, Bai Shengsheng was not dissatisfied with much.

At least, Lao Shanjun himself has no regrets.

"Why were you able to interact with Baishan just now?"

Bai Shengsheng turned around and looked at the Taoist in front of him.

Li Wei, who deliberately restrained his aura, is an ordinary practitioner's temperament, calm and peaceful as if the water surface.

But now when Bai Shengsheng looked at it again, the lake seemed a bit deep.

Li Wei just smiled but said nothing.

On the other side, Bai Shanjun was silent, but his whole body was full of magic power.

First of all, the knot in the heart has been resolved and the thoughts are lively.

Secondly, I also vaguely got the answer I wanted. Although it was still a bit difficult to explain, it was like a piece of paper that could be broken at any time.

I am Shanjun...

The mountain master of Xiangmen Mountain.

Baishanjun on the land of China.

...

Bai Shengsheng didn't say much, and when he talked to Li Wei, his tone became much more restrained.

No matter what, the person in front of me may be more profound than I imagined...

As for where she is so profound, she really can't imagine.

Then she asked to leave and prepared to sort out some practices from the White Tiger lineage for Baishanjun.

These were originally planned to be given to Baishan, but he would never use them... It was good to give them to his descendants.

After coming outside, she saw Bai Yueyue. Bai Yueyue was the daughter of an old friend to Bai Shengsheng.

"You are Bai Yan's daughter."

"Yes, is there anything wrong with the Bai tribe?" Bai Yueyue also spoke respectfully and politely to Bai Shengsheng.

"Don't be so polite." Bai Shengsheng paused and said, "Who is that...a human practitioner from the human world? Who is he?"

"I don't know, but... he has helped me a lot. As for my cultivation, it's not something that I, the little demon, can't be discussed by me."

Bai Yueyue's tone was a little respectful, but she was not respectful to Bai Shengsheng, but her inner respect for the Taoist.

Compared with the monsters in the fertile land, Bai Yueyue's bloodline is not high enough, but her ability to transform so quickly is enough to show her talent.

Even if he is such a talented demon, he is so respectful to this practitioner.

At this time, with all kinds of thoughts, Bai Shengsheng returned to his altar and knelt down to pray to fulfill his wish.

Qingzu gave her spiritual talisman to untie her karma and should fulfill her wish.

"Bai Shan has no regrets dying outside... It's so great."

I spent my life without regret, only a few hundred years.

Which one is better, or to spend hundreds or even thousands of years of life with various thoughts?

At least, for Baishan, he never regretted walking out of the fertile land at the last moment.

Until now, Bai Shengsheng has less prejudice against humanity, and she doesn't even hate Bai Shan's lifelong enemy, Liu Laogou.

Even to some extent.

Liu Laogou's spirit was passed on to Laoshanjun, and Laoshanjun's spirit was passed on to the current Baishanjun.

The spiritual inheritance of an ugly person...

It can actually shine like gold.

It was a bit difficult to speak out, and Bai Shengsheng felt that he seemed to be a little interested in humans.

With all kinds of complex thoughts in mind, Bai Shengsheng used the method of fulfilling his wishes.

This time, the "Qing" Zu responded again.

It's...the complete language.

"This breath... is so familiar... who is here..."

"Is that right...my waiting...no..."

A complete voice rang in Bai Shengsheng's ears.

This time the sound is more familiar, complete and clear.

Bai Shengsheng was stunned, and then suddenly there was a complex, huge, indescribable high aura.

The entire fertile world felt this breath and the long cry.

Bai Shengsheng raised his head and saw this tree wherever he looked.

Above the several tops of this tree, a green shadow flashed.

That was an absolute, huge blue bird.

The ancient divine beast was named Luan.
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