"Bajie, we should go up."

Looking at the Hongqiao that fell in front of him, Mo Xiaobai, who won the crown of the Chosen Horse, was not too excited, just chuckled, and led Bajie to Hongqiao.

Mo Xiaobai didn't feel any change when he stepped on the Hongqiao, but Bajie hissed happily.

After only three or five steps, he crossed past Mo Xiaobai and rushed to the top of the bridge.

As Bajie's speed became faster and faster, under his left and right waist ribs, bulging lumps suddenly appeared.

And it's getting bigger and bigger, and it's getting longer.

"Wings."

Mo Xiaobai paced slowly behind, witnessing the transformation of Bajie with his own eyes.

A snow-white figure with two transparent wings.

When Bajie jumped to the highest point of Hongqiao, he soon took off into the air and rushed directly into the sky.

Compared with Bajie's excitement, Mo Xiaobai was still pacing unhurriedly, but before he could walk out of the hundreds, a figure in the air pounced directly.

Four hooves tread, wings glide.

When he came to Mo Xiaobai, he didn't slow down, and knocked him over and fell on the Hongqiao.

"Sigh Rhythm ~~"

Bajie, who succeeded in the prank, raised his legs happily and hissed, and Mo Xiaobai glared at the moment: "You are now with hard wings, and even the master dares to hit it." ”

"Whoo~~"

As soon as he saw Mo Xiaobai feigning anger, Bajie immediately fluttered his wings, which he was not used to, and lowered his head to smack Mo Xiaobai's chest.

"Okay, okay, I know you're happy."

Mo Xiaobai didn't really want to kill it, he stood up at the moment, and said, "Let's go, there are still people waiting for you in front." ”

"Sigh Rhythm ~~~"

Bajie didn't leave, just waved his wings and lowered his body.

Mo Xiaobai turned over and got on the horse, and then saw that he was getting farther and farther away from Hongqiao.

Wait for Bajie to take him around in the air several times, and only after he has had enough of playing will he fly to the other end of the Hongqiao.

Although the four divine servants waited for a while, they maintained a humble attitude in front of Bajie, and one of them, the Huaxia divine servant Kong Mu stepped forward and said, "Two, please follow us to the Divine Palace." ”

………

Jingu.

The specific location Mo Xiaobai didn't know at all, because he followed the four divine servants all the way to the top of the clouds.

When I arrived at the main entrance of the shrine, I saw the three-character signboard of 'Tianma Palace'.

Walking into the hall, there is only one person and one horse at the front of the main hall.

The leader sat on the throne in the hall, looked at Mo Xiaobai, and said with a light smile: "Young lord, the expressions of you and your mount in this competition have surprised us. ”

Mo Xiaobai's eyebrows moved, and he stepped forward and arched his hand: "Down, I've seen God." ”

"Hmm."

The Huaxia Imperial Horse God Bole nodded with a smile, and then looked at the side: "White Dragon, you can take that little white horse to Shenzang Mountain." ”

On Bole's side, a divine horse named White Dragon looked at Bajie: "Gluttonous girl, follow me." ”

"Sigh~"

Bajie hissed in response, and after glancing at Mo Xiaobai, he walked over with steps.

After the two horses left the main hall, Bole waved his hand and said, "You should take a seat." ”

"Thank God."

After Mo Xiaobai sat down, Bole continued: "The choice of the gods, a reincarnation in thirty years, has been hundreds of times so far, but if you want to say that you are far ahead of the undisputed championship, you are still the first one." ”

Mo Xiaobai is rarely modest: "God praised it." ”

"I'm not complimenting you, although it was easy to win the championship, but it didn't fully unleash the potential of the white horse." Bole shook his head when he heard this, and then said: "The four competitions are not only to divide the competition, but also to activate the bloodline of the participating horses as much as possible. But these days, it's not too difficult for your white horse to win. ”

Not too difficult?

When Mo Xiaobai heard this, he couldn't find a reason to refute it at all.

The first round of Bajie is like a fish in water, and although the second round has some influence, because of the existence of purple thorn potato, Bajie is not so much to overcome, but to suppress its own shortcomings.

The third and fourth rounds relied more on Mo Xiaobai, and Bajie would not contribute too much.

But despite this, Mo Xiaobai still defended Bajie: "The ease of winning also proves the excellence of Bajie?" ”

Bole didn't refute, but continued: "That's true, but you may not know that even if your white horse wins the Grand Pride, it doesn't mean that it can really be promoted to the god horse. ”

"What God says, I don't understand below."

"Then I'll put it more simply, the horses that win the championship will be sent to Shenzang Mountain, this mountain is called 'Shenzang', and it does contain the souls of hundreds of thousands of ancient gods."

Bole began to tell Mo Xiaobai the details of the real rewards of this competition, and introduced: "The mountain is full of divine soul breath, but as long as the horse with sufficient qualifications is activated after experiencing the competition, as long as it can absorb the matching divine soul and integrate with itself, it can also be promoted to a one-star god rank at the last time and become a real divine horse." ”

"But over the years, although most of the successful ones have been successful, there are also a small number of people who have failed to complete the promotion, because, as I just said, the four rounds of the event have not fully activated its bloodline, or the activation bloodline is still insufficient."

As Bole slowly spoke, Mo Xiaobai also understood: "The gods are worried that Bajie will win easily, and there will be nothing to gain in Shenzang Mountain?" ”

"This possibility may not happen."

"Then can we continue to stimulate Bajie's bloodline through other means?"

Bole didn't answer, just shook his head slowly: "It's not impossible, but I'm afraid it's difficult to find an opponent in a short time." ”

Can't find an opponent?

Mo Xiaobai frowned slightly when he heard this, and thought about it for a while before he was relieved.

To put it bluntly, the competition of the Choice of Horses is to use the natural competitiveness of horses to ensure the enthusiasm of horse racing. Bajie did not reach the bottom in the four rounds of the race, not because it was lazy, but because it defeated other horses with eight points of strength, and it couldn't use ten points of strength at all. But if the opponent is changed from horse racing to something else, in the face of non-similar competition, Bajie's first reaction may not be to fight, but to hide behind Mo Xiaobai's back.

In this case, Mo Xiaobai has no problem.

"You have to be prepared for that."

Bo Le squinted his eyes and reminded, and only smiled at the end: "Of course, even if you don't enter the god level, with your white horse qualifications, there is no problem in cultivating your own bloodline and being promoted to the immortal level, but you will miss out on the god horse." ”

"That's good, too." Mo Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders, participating in the selection of Shenma was by chance, and Mo Xiaobai did not have very strong expectations for how far Bajie could go in the end.

It doesn't matter if it's a god level or an immortal level.

It's still the same foodie mount.

Mo Xiaobai didn't have to wait for Bajie to be promoted to a god horse, so as to obtain the qualification to establish a state city.

There is no shortage of divine beasts in Big Dream City.

While the two were talking carefully, Bajie was also brought by the white dragon from the Divine Palace into a cloud mountain range. With a shock of his wings and flew into the mountains and forests, Bajie did not stop at any place, but circled around the entire Shenzang Mountain.

When the circle was over and Bajie slowly fell into a mountain, Bajie's move shocked the white dragon in the sky.

I saw Bajie open the horse's mouth and suck hard, and a light gray light and shadow turned into a fluid from the mountain and rushed out, and finally went straight into Bajie's mouth.

At the same time, Bo Le, who was sitting in the temple, stood up suddenly.

Mo Xiaobai was puzzled: "God, but what happened?" ”

Only then did Bole look at Mo Xiaobai intently, and said word by word: "Your white horse is devouring the soul of the Divine Mountain." ”