On Changbai Mountain, Hu Ziming was being held in his mouth by the white tiger at this time.

And the white tiger is rushing between the mountains and forests.

The sound of the wind, the rustling of leaves, and the sound of the beard constantly twitching on the branches.

Hu Ziming dared to use his life to bet, and this White Tiger was definitely taking revenge on him.

Since its running, the whipping of the branch has never been broken.

Baihu, you are amazing. If it weren't for your pet, I would have to soak your tiger whip in wine.

Hu Ziming cursed in his heart.

But in reality, tigers are the swordsmanship, and I am the fish.

I can only bear it.

When I go back, I will ask Yixu to treat him to dinner.

Hu Ziming said in his heart.

His hands were tightly protecting his face, trying to block all the attacks of branches.

The white tiger didn't even look at Hu Ziming. It just tried to choose the road with dense branches in the forest, so that the branches on Changbai Mountain could be more in contact with Hu Ziming's cheeks.

With the height of the White Tiger exceeding four meters, it would be easier for him to crash into a branch.

"Smack it..."

The sound of whipping of branches is endless.

The sound kept heading towards the depths of Changbai Mountain.

In the midst of constant hardships, Hu Ziming finally felt that the speed of the white tiger was decreasing, and the frequency of hitting the branches was also decreasing.

Touch your eyes through the gaps in your arms and see the surrounding scenes.

Hu Ziming found that the place he had arrived was a huge valley entrance, and the fog in the valley was ten times more than the fog in Changbai Mountain.

The dense leaves and branches all grew towards the valley, feeling like chasing the sun.

Countless plants and trees form layers of structure.

And all these rules point to the valley.

The white tiger gradually stopped its own rushing pace.

At the entrance of the valley, the white tiger's eyes moved down, and after a glance at the beard, the huge tiger's head flicked.

Hu Ziming drew a graceful parabola in the air and smashed it hard on the ground, and once again fell a dog to eat shit.

At this time, Hu Ziming's military uniform was already shattered, and his body was covered with scratches from leaves and branches.

"Dabai, you're too much."

Hu Ziming turned around and said angrily.

However, the White Tiger just glanced at him, then straightened his body, walked into the thick fog of the valley in front of him.

"roar!"

After entering the fog, the white tiger roared again, as if reminding him to follow.

I saw the white tiger disappear into the valley in front of me.

Hu Ziming opened his hand and looked at the red monkey hair in his hand. The red monkey hair seemed to sense something that was constantly shining in Hu Ziming's hand.

"Just here?"

Hu Ziming held the monkey hair in the palm of his hand again and then sorted out his appearance.

When the two countries meet, their appearance is etiquette.

After sorting out his embarrassing appearance, Hu Ziming raised his head and stomped his chest and stepped into the thick fog of the valley.

The fog is the vaporization of spiritual energy, but it does not block the sun too much, but it will block all the sight.

The amount of spiritual atomization directly shows the size of the dragon veins in the region.

The dragon vein here is quite large.

It is almost comparable to Taibai Mountain.

Hu Ziming said in his heart.

After walking dozens of steps in the fog, Hu Ziming walked out of the fog and suddenly her eyes became clear.

What comes into view is a waterfall, and the sound of falling into the pool echoes throughout the valley.

The waterfall comes down from the mountains, like a Milky Way falling belt, and flowing water penetrates into the deep pool.

On the side of the waterfall, a rock protrudes high above the rock wall.

A red fire monkey wearing a training suit sat cross-legged on the rock. His eyes were closed and his hands were placed on his knees.

It looks like a scene of a laity meditating and meditating.

The white tiger, who entered the valley with his beard, was lying on the lawn under the rocks.

It licked its tiger claws, and did not look at Hu Ziming at all.

At this time, Hu Ziming understood what Lin Yisheng meant when he came, "That was a master on earth."

At a sudden glance, Hu Ziming even thought that the person sitting cross-legged on the rocks was a hermit who practiced here.

"Is the Master on Earth?"

Hu Ziming murmured.

No one noticed that on the rocks on the side of the waterfall, the monkey nodded in approval when he heard this.

Then it seemed to realize its inappropriateness, and it immediately returned to its normal state.

"It seems that he is worthy of being called a demon master."

Hu Ziming, who was standing at the entrance of the valley, praised him and began to walk through the flowers and plants in the valley and towards the waterfall and deep pool.

In the valley, the flowers and plants are extremely lush, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairyland on earth.

Go over the flowers and plants and walk to the side of the deep pool.

Hu Ziming could clearly see everything in the deep pool, and two black and white fish were spinning and wandering in the deep pool.

There seems to be an inexplicable pattern in it.

"Yinyang fish?"

Hu Ziming exclaimed.

In "The Legend of Monsters and Foreign Objects: Strange Objects", we talked about Yin and Yang fish.

The way: one yin and one yang are born by embracing the right way, and attaining the Tao is natural and as one as one.

It is said that this is the supreme strange thing to enlighten the truth.

I didn't expect to see it here.

"It's a yin and yang fish, what are you doing here for humans?"

The fire monkey sitting on the rocks opened her eyes at some point, and her old and strong voice came from its mouth.

If you don’t look at the true face and just listen to the sound, some people say that this is the voice of the master of Chinese studies, and I’m afraid that some people believe it.

The fire monkey seemed to emit a wise light from his eyes, and he just looked at Hu Ziming quietly.

Hu Ziming's attention was instantly pulled back from the Yin-Yang Fish.

"This time I came here to discuss something with the demon master."

Hu Ziming glanced at Yin and Yang Fish again, and then said seriously.

"What's up?"

"The demon master can tell that there is a descendant of Kunpeng, a mixed blood, in the East China Sea."

"Um?"

Hu Ziming felt that the atmosphere in the air seemed much more solemn in an instant.

The fire monkey raised his head, and its old and transparent sound slowly rang.

"How do you know it?"

"The demon master knows it?"

"Old Friend."

After talking about Xiao Kun, the Huo Monkey began to cherish his words as gold.

"Monster, we want to reach a contract with him."

“What contract?”

The monkey slowly stood up and looked down at Hu Ziming, as if he would punish him if he talked nonsense.
To be continued...