Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

Chapter 1268 The White-haired Woman Comes

I don’t know if it was because my spiritual awareness was not strong enough before and I couldn’t see this space where books were stored, or if something triggered the opening of this space.

There are indeed places in the Ruyi Bag that she cannot go to.

In the past, little Yanbao had never been curious about what was in places she couldn't go to.

But now she was curious, what was in those spaces that she couldn't reach and hadn't opened?

I can't go because I'm not strong enough.

She had never thought about how powerful she could be before, because from the moment she came down the mountain, all she wanted to do was to play badly.

Now she is beginning to be interested in those inaccessible spaces.

Although Xiao Yanbao already knew quite a few words, there were still many words he didn't recognize in the book on cultivating spiritual power.

But with Rhubarb around, these are not problems.

If you don’t know, ask Da Huang.

[Master, let me help you recite, so that I can practice with you. ]

[Are you also starting to make progress? ]

Dahuang: It also wants to grow wings as soon as possible.

[I am the master's tiger, so I cannot hold him back.]

Xiao Yanbao didn't care whether Dahuang was telling the truth or not.

Just let Dahuang read it to you.

At first, little Yanbao didn't understand the point, but Dahuang understood it very quickly.

There is one man and one tiger, one is outside the Ruyi bag and the other is inside the Ruyi bag. This training takes one month.

It is true that time does not exist in cultivation.

Taoist Zixu came to his master's door countless times, lying on the wooden door to listen to the noise inside. He never dared to knock on the door.

The master said it was a practice. If the sound of me knocking on the door disturbed the master and made him go astray, I would be blamed for this.

But Taoist Zixu never let Qiao Mu enter the wooden house.

I’m afraid this kid will disturb the master.

"Master, Master has been in there for a month. Doesn't he eat or drink?"

Not to mention letting him go without food or water for a month, he would feel hungry and anxious even for a day.

What’s more, Master is still such a little kid.

"Your master has the Bigu Pill. Even if he doesn't eat for a year, let alone a month, he won't be hungry."

Qiao Mu: I envy Master so much for not having to eat.

When can he eat the fasting pills?

That way I won’t be afraid of going hungry anymore.

If only I had some fasting pills during the two years of waiting for my master to come back, I wouldn’t have to dig wild vegetables.

As they were talking, Taoist Zixu and Qiao Mu felt an invisible pressure looming over them.

Qiao Mu fell directly to the ground, feeling as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him.

Although Taoist Zixu did not fall down, he was bent over by the pressure.

Qiao Mu didn't know what was going on, "Master, help me, is the sky falling?"

Although Taoist Zixu didn't know where this powerful force came from, he knew that it must be a master.

"Master..." Father.

Taoist Zixu had just shouted a word when a white light flashed in front of him, and then the buzzing sound of the Demon-Slaying Halberd was heard.

Then the door of the wooden house opened.

"Who are you, monster? How dare you come here to bully my apprentice?" Little Yan Bao's crisp childish voice sounded full of domineering.

As Xiao Yanbao's voice rang out, Taoist Zixu felt the pressure on him disappear.

Then little Yanbao flew out of the wooden house on a cloud.

The Demon-Slaying Halberd also followed.

The pressure disappeared and Qiumu also climbed up from the ground.

But blood was oozing from the corner of his mouth.

I raised my head to look at the sky, it didn't fall, I didn't know what had almost crushed me to death.

Taoist Zixu actually asked with concern this time, "How are you, little brat? Are you okay?"

Qiao Mu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "It's okay, Master, how are you?"

If he hadn't struggled to take out the talisman he drew to block it, he would probably have died by now.

He didn't know whether the talisman he drew was useful or not, so he was just trying to give it a try.

I didn't expect the talisman to really work.

He also knew that he had only mastered the basics, and this talisman was definitely more powerful than this.

"How could I, your master, be in trouble? I didn't save you just now because I wanted to see your ability to respond when facing danger."

He absolutely could not say that he was so overwhelmed by this pressure that he could not move at all.

This kid doesn't know any Kung Fu. It's not easy for him to survive under such pressure.

Taoist Master Zixu changed his opinion of this disciple who was clinging to him.

Qiao Mu noticed that the master's eyes looked much softer when he looked at him, and it seemed that the master was satisfied with his performance.

At least my master won't look down on me like that anymore.

"Master, what happened just now? I seemed to hear Master's voice. Did Master come out?"

"Remove the word 'like' and it will be your master's voice. Look up over there."

Qiao Mu had looked up just now, but he was only looking to see if the sky was falling, and didn't pay attention to anything else.

Looking in the direction of the master's finger, I saw a little baby standing on a white cloud, with a tiger beside it, confronting a white-haired woman.

Although they did not fight, Qiumu could feel their silent contest.

"Master, is that Master on the cloud? Why is there a tiger there?"

Where did the tiger come from? He hadn't seen any tigers around the Taoist temple in the past month.

Taoist Zixu nodded, his expression full of pride.

"That tiger is called Da Huang, and it is your master's mount."

Qiao Mu: Master, you are so powerful. You can train a tiger as a mount.

Master can also ride on clouds? Aren’t only gods able to ride on clouds?

At this moment he finally understood why his master would choose a little kid as his master.

Little Master is a deity!

He realized this and his little heart started pounding with excitement.

He was glad that he had stayed and clung to his master's thigh.

There must be smoke coming out of his ancestral grave, allowing him to meet such a powerful master.

It’s just a pity that he doesn’t even know who his ancestors are, let alone their graves.

Because he doesn't even know who his father is.

Taoist Zixu also recognized that the white-haired woman was the one who captured Huo Lichuan.

When he thought of Huo Lichuan, he remembered that his master said Huo Lichuan was injured and wanted to find someone to treat him, but his master did not go out to find anyone.

Either Huo Lichuan was not injured at all, or the master had been in the wooden house for a month and was treating Huo Lichuan's injuries.

It's not cultivation.

The white-haired woman finally found her way here.

Who did this kid Huo Lichuan offend?

The invisible pressure just now was created by this white-haired woman.

"Little kid, hand over that little bastard and I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will never let you escape again today."

Xiao Yanbao had just used his mental power to repel the pressure from the white-haired woman, and his confidence increased greatly.

"Don't speak too soon. It's still unclear who will spare whom."