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The state has national laws, and religion has religious rules.

The Hualong Sect is such a large sect, and its rules are naturally strict.

Zhou Chun violated the religious rules this time. Not only did he lose all the spiritual coins he received after joining the Hualong Cult, he also endured the lashing of two hundred poisonous whips.

The poisonous whip that whipped him was a special magical weapon that could easily draw blood marks on his body.

Moreover, this poisonous whip also contains a mixed toxin, which can make the whipped person feel much more painful, making it more painful than rubbing salt on the wound.

After two hundred lashes, Zhou Chun could be said to have lost half of his life. Not a single part of his chest, back, arms and thighs had any intact flesh!

That kind of pain was not as good as when he introduced the golden energy into his body to temper his meridians.

At the same time, due to the effects of toxins, even if Zhou Chun applied healing medicine to himself afterwards, the wound did not heal for many days.

After suffering this pain for a full month, he was able to walk again.

"Xiaohu, Xiaohu, I got beaten this time because of you. You must be more upbeat in the future!"

In the yard, Zhou Chun was sitting on a Taishi chair, holding a tiger cub that was already the size of a normal hunting dog in his arms, feeding it animal milk and gently stroking its plush head.

As he said himself, if it weren't for this little tiger cub, even if Guan Cheng had a bad impression of him, there would be no reason to beat him viciously.

But because the tiger cub currently has no ability to survive outside, and cannot be kept in the spirit beast bag, he can only choose to take it back to Fentan Mountain Gate to take care of it, which gave Guan Cheng a legitimate reason to beat him severely.

There are also those 10,000 spiritual coins issued by Hualong Sect, which are also the price paid for this.

However, the little tiger cub, which had just opened its eyes, had no idea how much its owner had paid for it.

It hugged the bottle tightly in Zhou Chun's hand with both claws, and greedily sucked the delicious honey milk inside, as if it could never get enough.

Indeed, compared to the milk produced by second-level high-grade monsters such as the winged tiger, the nutritional value of the milk of ordinary beasts is indeed much lower, and it can only be made up for by quantity.

But fortunately, this will not have much impact on the growth of the tiger cubs.

After Zhou Chun fed the tiger cub, he let it lie down on the animal skin mat nearby to rest, and then looked at its sleeping appearance and began to think slightly.

At first, Zhou Chun thought the tiger cub was just an ordinary tiger with wings.

But after more than a month of feeding, as the tiger cub gradually grew up and its coat color began to change, he made a vague discovery.

The little tiger cub now has bright yellow and golden hair, and has a tendency to change to the hair color of his father, the Golden Sword Tiger.

Even its pair of curled wings that have not yet grown open have pale golden hair.

The wings of the winged tiger are not like bat membranes, but like the wings of an eagle, but there are no feathers on them, just long manes.

But the adult winged tiger that Zhou Chun saw before had dark green hair.

This huge difference in coat color made Zhou Chun somewhat suspicious that this tiger cub was not a purebred winged tiger, but a natural mutant.

The so-called natural mutants, as the name suggests, are already mutated monsters from birth.

This kind of natural mutation is very rare, much rarer than mutant monsters like the golden-armored rock turtle.

Generally speaking, the probability of such natural mutations appearing in low-level monsters is much greater than that of intermediate monsters and high-level monsters.

In the Zhou family's history of more than a thousand years, there have been several examples of such natural mutations, all of which appeared in low-level monsters.

The same thing is that most of them are similar to tiger cubs, and their parents are monsters of the same race with different power attributes.

Similarly, in terms of strength, natural mutants are generally much stronger than their normal counterparts.

Basically, the strength of natural mutants can match the strength of monsters of the same level from a higher race.

In other words, if the tiger cub grows into a second-level monster, it will have the strength of a high-level monster at the second level.

However, the bloodline level of natural mutants has not been substantially improved.

Even if the tiger cub is a natural mutant, it is still of the bloodline of an intermediate monster beast and will not directly become a high-level monster bloodline.

Moreover, this mutant bloodline cannot be passed down. Even if it has the next generation in the future, it will either be a winged tiger or a golden sword tiger.

But even so, for Zhou Chun, it was still a treasure.

"Whether it is truly a natural mutant or not, we will know when it awakens its bloodline and masters spells."

Muttering to himself, Zhou Chun stopped thinking about the matter.

What he needs to worry about now is how to inform Qinglianguan and his family about his current situation, at least let them know where he has been assigned.

However, the Jinlong branch is too far away from the Yunzhou border, and the several methods they used to schedule connections cannot be used now.

The Hualong Sect's control over its emissaries is much stricter than the Qinglian Temple's control over its inner disciples.

It is okay for newly-joined emissaries like Zhou Chun to go out alone for adventures, but they are not allowed to go out for more than three days at a time. If they fail to return within the time limit, the consequences will be serious.

Only those envoys trained by Hualong Cult themselves will be able to go out for a longer period of time.

This kind of hierarchical control is obviously designed to prevent the enemy from planting undercover spies.

And this trick is indeed effective, at least for Zhou Chun.

"Let's wait a little longer. After Bai Bai escapes the period of weakness, we can then find a way to take on a mission that allows us to go out for a long time."

With a glint in his eyes, Zhou Chun decided to play it safe and wait until the Silver Lightning Python recovered in vain before considering the connection.

Now his biggest trump card is the move "Ancestral Resurrection". Without this move, it would be quite dangerous for him to even travel far alone in this wilderness.

But what Zhou Chun didn't expect was that less than three months had passed since he was beaten, and the Great Protector Pass had assigned him a new task.

"Calculating the time, your injury should be almost healed. It just so happens that the Bailong branch has recently gathered a group of new members assigned to our branch by the main altar. You and the other two priests should go there.

Bring those new congregants back to the branch safely."

In the cave, after Guan Cheng looked Zhou Chun up and down, he said in a calm tone why he asked him to come here this time.

Hearing the news, Zhou Chun couldn't help but feel excited.

Among the several contact information Qinglian Temple gave him at the beginning, there happened to be one available at the Bailong branch.

This mission came at the right time.

But there was a look of embarrassment on his face and he said: "Master Protector, it is clear to me that although the trauma on the junior's body has been healed, the spiritual pet has not recovered from the period of weakness. I am afraid that my lack of strength will delay important events in the teaching.

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"I know your strength well. Even without the help of spiritual pets, you are no worse than an ordinary mid-stage foundation-building monk. It is completely enough to take on this responsibility."

Guan Cheng waved his hand and didn't listen to his excuse at all.

The leader of the Golden Dragon Hall, Li Tianxing, also said that he would assign more tasks to Zhou Chun to test his quality.

Escorting the new congregants this time was a good test.

Seeing this, Zhou Chun immediately lowered his head and responded in a deep voice: "Since the Lord Protector trusts his subordinates so much, then I will do my best to do this well."

"Then you go down and prepare first, and we will set off with the team tomorrow."

"Yes, I obey."

The next day, Zhou Chun, who had finished dressing up, left the gate of the Golden Dragon Altar with the tiger cub on his back, and rode a red-eyed dragon vulture to the White Dragon Altar with the other two envoys.

The tiger cub is still young inside now and has only a trace of meager spiritual power in its body, so it is not suitable to be kept in a spirit beast bag.

Zhou Chun was worried about leaving it alone in the golden dragon altar, so he had no choice but to take it with him when he went out.

The tiger cub, which is just over three months old, already weighs thirty or forty kilograms. Carrying it on its back like this really looks weird.

Therefore, not long after he left the mountain gate, a fellow priest looked at him and said, "I heard that Prince Zhou received two hundred poisonous whips because of this winged tiger cub a while ago?"

"Yes, Protector Guan believed that Zhou's private contract with a winged tiger cub was an act of embezzling the public property of the sect, so he fined Zhou a thousand spiritual coins and two hundred poisonous whips."

Zhou Chun nodded and admitted the matter calmly.

Then he changed the subject, looked at the instructor who asked him and said, "Tell me, Master Yang, if you and Zhou had changed places at that time, you would have chosen to bring the winged tiger cub back and hand it over to the guardian.

, or should you make a contract on your own first?”

"this……"

The missionary's face changed when asked by Zhou Chun and he was silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhou Chun couldn't help but smile, turned to look at another envoy and asked, "Where are you, Emissary Song? What would you do if it were you?"

He used the honorific title "you" because this Song envoy was a monk in the late stage of Foundation Establishment and the leader of their trip.

After listening to his words, the Song envoy said with a serious face: "If it were Song, of course he would dedicate the winged tiger cub to Protector Guan."

When Zhou Chun heard this, he immediately laughed at himself and said: "Haha, it seems that Zhou did something wrong, and the beating was not unjust!"

When the Song envoy heard this, he immediately said in a deep voice: "Of course it's not unfair! Song also advised the Zhou envoy here that since he has joined the sect, he must do things according to the sect's rules in the future and stop treating himself as a person.

As a casual cultivator, you only think about yourself in everything!"

"Zhou has remembered the teachings of the Song envoy."

Zhou Chun nodded and said nothing more.

However, he was quite satisfied in his heart.

At least judging from the words of the Song envoy, these envoys had no doubts about his original identity as a casual cultivator.
To be continued...