"Evil obstacles! Don't you give up this tiger body! The Taoist in Tsing Yi frowned and shouted: "That's it, I'll help you!" ”

After speaking, the man reached over, grabbed the root of the white tiger's tail, shouted, and pulled hard. "Ahh

Zhang Liang looked up to the sky in pain: "Ahhhh ——”

I saw the tiger tail in the man's hand slamming the ground violently, and suddenly "snort-" A terrifying tearing sound sounded! The tiger's tail descended softly, and then the whole tiger skin, with a piece of tail bone, was torn off by the Taoist priest!

A blurred figure of flesh and blood suddenly fell, and at this time, the torrential rain that had been brewing in the sky for a long time poured down like a basin! The dozen or so ball lightning bolts fell downwards and hit the mass of flesh on the ground!

This live tiger peels the skin, the pain is not ordinary!

The fleshy body that had fallen to the ground crawled up and fell to its knees, with its hands propped on the ground. The human soul above the body was aroused by the pain of peeling the skin, and the head was extremely miserable! But there was a silent roar! A shockwave visible to the naked eye spread outward. But it forced the ball of lightning that surrounded it, and after a while, the lightning disintegrated, as if extinguished by the pouring rain.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! The Taoist priest in Tsing Yi carried the entire tiger skin in one hand, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it seems that this human soul has returned to the human form, and this transformation thunder tribulation will be missing, and some obstacles have been removed out of thin air." ”

The torrential rain washed over the mountain pass, but it did not fall on the three feet of the Tsing Yi Daoist. It's just that the flesh and blood body was washed clean by the rain, and a burly white-haired man from Angzang appeared. The skin of the newborn body was covered with blue and black tiger stripes, but it slowly sank into the tough skin! Tiger Zhang Liang was reborn and successfully transformed!

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"I can't imagine that you still have such a bizarre background, it's really a rare thing in the world!" Zhang Fan listened to the narration of the tiger Zhang Liang, and was not surprised. "This is a tiger? Is it? Is it human? ”

Zhang Liang also lowered his head and smiled bitterly. "Later, my master taught me to extract the tailbone of the white tiger, exercise it with the tiger's teeth and claws, and refine the soul of the white tiger into it, refining it into a soul-devouring whip."

"What about the tiger skin?" On the other hand, Akon didn't know when he came over, stretched his neck, and asked.

"That white tiger skin, I refined a leather coat for my Xiaoqian, and with that white tiger skin to protect the ghost, it was good that I was not bound by me and acted alone. Today she stayed at Mei Niang's house and didn't come along. ”

"You're not wasting anything!" Akon leaned back on the couch in disappointment, unable to lift his spirits.

Zhang Liang smiled awkwardly, and suddenly patted his head, "By the way, not all of them have been refined, and there is this ......" said and took out more than a dozen white long whiskers from the inner pocket of his jacket, which were hard, tough, and very elastic. "This is my tiger beard, I don't know what to do, give it to this little brother to play with."

Akon suddenly came to his senses, his mouth was polite, but his hands and feet were not slow: "Look at you so polite......"

"We are also fated, I haven't set foot in the world for more than ten years, but after more than ten years, I finally found the right person to talk to. My heart is also very refreshing, very happy! As he spoke, he pushed away the teacup, took a bottle of foreign wine, and poured it with his head up. After half a ring, he put down the wine bottle and let out a long breath: "It's really happy, on that Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the birds are fading out of the mouth!" hahahaha！ ”

The three of them just drank and chatted, not feeling the time. Zhang Liang, the tiger man, also asked about the story of Zhang Fan Aken, how dare the two of them talk about it. made up by Akenhu, saying that Zhang Fan had studied Buddhism with an old monk since he was a child, and he was enlightened for a while and obtained the method of cultivation. I usually like Taoism, natural yin and yang eyes, and then I got the guidance of a hidden master and learned some fur.

So three points of truth and three points of falsehood are obfuscated in the past. There are also some flaws in it, that tiger Zhang Liang has been a tiger for ten years, and I am afraid that the IQ of the tiger brain is also a little lower, so I believe it in a daze.

The demons drank and carnivaled all night, and by the early hours of the morning, the luxury box was already full of wolves. Zhang Fan didn't drink, but he was sober, and when he saw that all the demons were unconscious, he left the nightclub early in the morning with Akon.

After tossing all night like this, Zhang Fan was also tired, and slept home for a morning. Naakon didn't wake up until evening. The two of them discussed that tomorrow would be the day when Zhang Fan and Master made an appointment to meet, and they would stop doing things and rest at home. This time, he came out of the precept holder shijie for a few days, and it has not stopped, and the supernatural events have continued, and Zhang Fan Aken is a little doubtful that he has come out.

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The next day, Zhang Fan Aken took his dog 'Jed' and came to Master Zhang Fan's temple early. But I saw that the temple was very lively, the monks were busy doing large-scale rituals, and on the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a group of monks dressed ceremoniously surrounded a pile of ashes, playing Buddhist music, chanting the mantra of great compassion. For a while, Sanskrit cigarettes were swirling, and the Buddha flag canopy was wafting. The believers on the side watched, so lively.

In fact, Zhang Fan Aken came late, and when the ceremony reached its climax at the beginning, the scene was much more lively! That day, Baohua descended, the ground was full of golden lotus, the sky faintly had King Kong standing, the heavenly maiden was flying, the four directions were up and down the heavenly dragons and eight tribes came to the court, and a group of mortal cultivators and family representatives were hidden around to pray, and there were always different spirits!

Zhang Fan looked at the scene in front of him, and felt a little sad in his heart, the scene in front of him was clearly the death of a monk, and the pile of ashes was the trace of the cremation of the platform. What's more, Zhang Fan's spiritual eyes actually saw some invisible spiritual shadows with shadows, and they were also at the scene of this large-scale festival. Among them, there is the tiger Zhang Liang, and there is a woman beside him, who thinks it is the ghost Xiaoqian. And the senior disciple of the Maoshan Sect led a group of Maoshan Taoist priests who were also hidden on the side, bowing their heads and praying.

There are also some familiar figures in the ordinary crowd, the fat girl Ai Jie and the two handsome guys are mixed in, but the sir is wearing a cloak and covering himself tightly.

Which great virtue is this who has passed away and attracted many cultivators from the Spiritual Realm to come to mourn and watch the ceremony?!

By the way, let's go and see where the master is? Zhang Fan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly came to the master's residence. But I saw a group of monks tidying up the room, and I didn't know what to do. Zhang Fan's hands and feet were a little weak, and he grabbed a familiar monk and asked where the master was.

Sure enough, the bad news came, and Master Zhang Fan passed away last night! The cremation was built in the early morning, and now the puja outside is done for this pious monk! Before the monk died, he could know the date of his death and could make preparations in advance. Thinking about it, those cultivation factions had also received the information a long time ago, and sent their disciples to come to mourn.