Nine Cents Refining

Chapter 1223 Jinsheng Rakshasa

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Shu Duobao exhaled lightly, and a big stone fell to the ground in her heart. Although she guessed that Gaia was by Sun Hao's side, she could feel that Gaia was fine, but after seeing Gaia, she really felt relieved Come.

After saying "Chen Xiang, please treat your friends well in the future", Shu Duobao swayed, returned to the top of the pyramid, returned to her own position, and sat down slowly.

And Sun Hao below, after bowing slightly to her, has turned to the west.

Zhengxi is the position guarded by Yun Zishan.

At this time, looking at Sun Hao's view of him, he couldn't help but slightly bowed and said, "Lord Chen Xiang."

Sun Hao smiled and said: "Master, you are welcome, just call me Chen Xiang or Xiao Hao."

Yun Zishan nodded slightly: "Okay, Chen Xiang, I'm here in the west, and I've been preparing for a long time, shall we start now?"

Sun Hao nodded, and then said loudly: "West White Tiger, the position of gold, the master of killing, please also ask Master to become a Rakshasa to help me build the Western Dojo."

Yun Zishan said loudly: "Okay, Raksha possesses..."

Sun Hao bowed slightly to the surroundings again: ""Taiji produces Liangyi, Liangyi produces Sixiang, and Sixiang produces gossip. Fellow Taoists, please help Sun Hao. Have you invited the Western White Tiger to show up? "

One hundred thousand Qingyun monks followed the sound.

Inspired by the true energy, a huge white tiger with white stripes and two wings appeared above the four elephant formation amidst the roar of "owoo".

While giggling coquettishly, Yun Zishan stretched out his hand, and the white tiger slowly rose and flew over the western land.

Sun Hao said loudly: "Uncle Zishan, be careful", while speaking, there were bursts of obscure and inexplicable breath in his body. The air of waste gold silently spread towards the body of the white tiger.

Yun Zishan giggled coquettishly in the air: "Xiaohao, let the horse come here, the western white tiger is the most white and flawless, see if you can dye my tiger body yellow. Can you make my hairless white tiger have a yellow hair?" ..."

Sun Hao was slightly taken aback.

Xiu Qiqi, a young girl from Caiyun Peak below, blushed, looked at the real Zishan who was in the front, but couldn't help thinking: "My old peak master, as long as he transforms into a Rakshasa, he will transform instantly, he is extremely powerful You really dare to say anything..."

Many monks have not figured out the ambiguity in Yun Zishan's words, but they have already been attracted by the change of the white tiger in the sky.

The white tiger's body was covered in yellow, and the yellow lines spread continuously along the white tiger's body, as if to dye it.

And his body seemed to be really fluffed up.

The monks couldn't help being shocked.

Secretly said that Sun Hao has a good method.

I don't know how Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang did it. It can actually make the body of the white tiger constructed by the true essence dye vividly.

This ability is really unheard of.

Yun Zishan giggled coquettishly: "Xiaohao, you really want to defile the white tiger. You scoundrel, you really are a scoundrel, I just won't let you do what you want, Huniu, come out..."

With a sound of Huniu, a pure white flying sword was shaken, and the flying sword flickered. It descended on the forehead of the white tiger.

Suddenly, he tapped Baihu's forehead, and Yun Zishan scolded: "Shock me."

The white tiger's body shook violently, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a roar.

With a growl. The yellow true essence attached to it was shaken off like fine sand, and fell towards the western land.

And the whole body of the white tiger. Although it was a little smaller, it regained its pure whiteness again.

However, within a short time, yellow stripes appeared on the white tiger's body again, and began to spread rapidly again.

The body of the white tiger quickly turned yellow.

Yun Zishan giggled coquettishly: "Xiaohao, you're being naughty again, Huniu, cheer me up..."

Once again, the white tiger shook his body, shaking off the yellow rusted essence, and his body became smaller again unknowingly.

The construction of the White Tiger Dojo is slightly different from the previous two dojos.

The first two ashrams are directly attached to the phantom of true essence, and then through construction, they are directly shaped in the air.

But here at Baihu, with the rusty primordial essence that was shaken off again and again, gradually, a brand new dojo was built on top of the construction stretched out from the western soil.

The thoughtful monks have discovered that a structure with a radius of about one mile has risen on the western land. This structure is actually a real building similar to a palace.

And the layers of rusted true essence, as if being drawn by the Jiugong Eight Trigrams Formation, fell into the palace one after another and became the wall bricks of the palace. Gradually, the palace began to take shape.

Originally, the true essence white tiger formed by the monk's four-elephant formation has boundless desire to attack, and it is difficult to stabilize it. However, this kind of true essence has encountered strange rust, as if its vitality has been rotten, and it becomes lazy , no longer broke out, but introvertedly, along with the rust, began to build the Western White Tiger Dojo of Qingyunmen.

Today, the monks watching the ceremony can be regarded as an eye-opener.

At the same time, he also admired Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang's endless means.

It would be unbelievable if one hadn't seen such a rare way of building a dojo with one's own eyes.

Amidst Yun Zishan's teasing laughter, the Western White Tiger's body is getting smaller and smaller, while the White Tiger Dojo below is getting more and more mature.

And Yun Zishan's teasing, as the white tiger became smaller, became more and more unrestrained.

However, Sun Hao still had a smile on his face, and he didn't look down on Yun Zishan at all. In fact, Sun Hao already had a slight admiration for Yun Zishan in his heart at this time.

Yun Zishan in Rakshasa state is extremely desperate.

The closer the body of the white tiger got to the end, the more difficult it was to shake off the rusty essence on his body.

But Yun Zishan, still tenaciously, completed the shaking off task again and again. Her face already had a shy blush like a woman. result.

With the joint efforts of Sun Hao and Yun Zishan, the white tiger was gradually digested to the size of an ordinary wild tiger.

Regret flashed in Yun Zishan's eyes, and she giggled coquettishly: "Xiaohao, you are more fierce, but Zishan can't stand you anymore, you have taken advantage of me, this white tiger The body, I leave it to you, don't dislike being hairless..."

Sun Hao bowed slightly: "Master has done a good job, the White Tiger Dojo is completely restored, the body of the White Tiger, go..."

Lifting his finger, a sword energy fell on the Huniu in Yunzi shirt in Sun Hao's hand. Huniu's body was shaken suddenly, and the white tiger's body lifted up, and with a long howl, it rushed down.

With a "boom", the white tiger fell into the dojo built by the soil of the west, and then, the sky over the dojo gate shook slightly, and a lifelike white tiger appeared above the gate with its head raised and roaring.

Sun Hao said loudly: "Western Golden Throne, Palace of the White Tiger, return to the throne, Zishan Zhenjun, thank you for your hard work."

Another ashram with an unknown purpose, the western ashram is well established.

Many Nascent Soul cultivators did not give up and released their spiritual senses to investigate again. As a result, they naturally put away their spiritual senses in shock.

The weird White Tiger Palace can actually produce a strong sense of corrosion that makes people feel that they are aging rapidly.

Another existence that cannot be explored at will, Sun Hao and Sun Chenxiang, this is to kill a curious monk.

Three ashrams were established, and none of them could be investigated. This is very rare in the past ashram ceremony.

Giggling coquettishly, Yun Zishan bowed around to return the salute, and said crisply: "Dear friends, we are all happy together."

Then, slowly sit on the futon and start to meditate to recover.

Sun Hao looked into the sky with a smile on his face, and said loudly: "Ling'er, since you are here, why don't you represent the Palace of Hades, and give me a name for the Western White Tiger Palace?"

Ling'er got up and bowed to Sun Hao: "My lord, Ling'er has been waiting for a long time."

After finishing speaking, his body swayed, and he was already standing beside Sun Hao. He bowed weakly and said to Sun Hao: "The white tiger stands in the world, the sky roars in the wind, and the gold gives birth to the Rakshasa, but they have some relationship with my Hades Palace. How about ordering Xiaotian Rakshasa Hall for this palace?"

Sun Hao smiled slightly: "According to what Linger said, please also ask Linger to inscribe the name of the palace. By the way, Linger, you don't have to be restrained, but you don't have to be on the same level as the first two palaces."

The implication is that Ling'er does not have to help the White Tiger Palace and does not put pressure on Ling'er.

Ling'er nodded weakly, flipped her wrist, took out the talisman pen, and wrote five large characters on the gate of the White Tiger Palace and under the White Tiger: "Xiaotian Rakshasa Hall."

However, after writing the words, he floated weakly, his body swiped across the white tiger, and with a flash of his hand, a green lotus seed was stuffed into the white tiger's mouth.

Fluttering down beside Sun Hao, Ling'er gave a little blessing: "Young master, the white tiger feeds on dark energy, Ling'er dares to give it a thousand-year ration."

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