"He said that he accidentally got a magical beast, so he came all night to donate it to the young master."

Jiao Nu became a little interested:

"Fantastic beast? What kind of beast is it?"

The maid in pink clothes replied:

"A white tiger cub."

"White tiger cubs?" Jiao Nu suddenly lost interest: "White tigers are just tigers with mutated fur. Ordinary tigers can occasionally give birth to white tigers. There are two of them in the Royal Garden's Alien Beast Garden. What's so strange? Are they considered exotic beasts?" "

Lian Yunxiao's eyes were focused on the Taoist book without raising his head, and he said calmly:

"Although Zhong Yuanzhi is incompetent, as a fifth-grade monk, he should not be so ignorant that he came to offer a treasure with an ordinary white tiger in his arms. Is that white tiger cub magical?"

The maid in pink clothes said:

"It's truly miraculous. That white tiger cub can travel in the air and ride on the wind."

"What?" Lian Yunxiao suddenly raised his head, and there was a trace of confusion in his usually indifferent eyes: "Step into the void? Walk on the wind? Does that white tiger cub have the ability to control the wind?"

Although there is a saying in the world that "clouds follow the dragon and tigers follow the wind", and some tiger monsters occasionally have the ability to call the wind, but even adult tiger monsters cannot ride on the wind.

A mere cub can step into the void and ride on the wind. Could it be that this white tiger cub has the bloodline of an ancient mythical beast?

The White Dragon master has a strange skill and can refine strange beasts into clones. This is where his title "White Dragon" comes from.

Lian Yunxiao naturally also learned this strange technique.

But his vision is too high, and he doesn't care about ordinary beasts at all. He only wants to imitate his master Bailong, find an earth-shattering alien beast, and refine it into a clone.

However, in today’s world, are there any earth-shattering strange beasts?

At most, they are just some ordinary monsters.

As for "dragon"...

Strictly speaking, today's dragons are not worthy of the word "dragon" at all, they only deserve to be called "dragon beasts".

In today's world, the bloodlines of the remaining dragon beasts have long since degraded. The strongest ones can only grow to the second level of strength, and have no potential to transform into dragons and ascend.

It doesn't even have much intelligence, and is no better than ordinary monsters. It is also violent and wild, and is extremely difficult to tame. It is difficult to use it as a beast of burden to pull a cart or ride a horse.

If not, even Yunxiao wouldn't be able to enjoy a piece of dragon liver every month.

As for a tiger-like monster that has shown extraordinary supernatural powers since it was a cub, and can move the sky and control the wind, if it is carefully cultivated, its future potential may be limitless.

The best thing is that when the alien beast has been tamed and prepared using various secret techniques since it was a cub, when it grows up, it will not only be much easier to refine it into a clone, but it will also be able to work more closely with it and exert stronger power.

but……

Where did Zhong Yuanzhi get this strange beast?

Although his heart was already racing, Lian Yunxiao still maintained restraint, suppressed the waves in his eyes, his eyes returned to indifference and coldness, and asked in a calm tone:

"Did he explain the origin of the white tiger cub?"

The maid in pink clothes said:

"Zhong Yuanzhi said that he was meditating in his dormitory when he suddenly felt a noise in the kitchen. When he went over, he saw a little white tiger rummaging for food in the kitchen. When he saw him coming, he quickly picked up a big fish and stepped on it. The void and the breeze surrounded his body, and he wanted to escape. He quickly released the magic weapon given by the young master and captured him.

"Zhong Yuanzhi said that he was also confused about the origin of the little white tiger. Seeing that it had the ability to control the wind, he guessed that it might have used it to sneak into the Taoist temple. Seeing that the little tiger had magical powers, he was afraid that there was something wrong with it. Trouble or even disaster, I said that only the Young Master can have no taboos, and knowing that the Young Master has been looking for extraordinary beasts in the past few years, I came here overnight to offer them to the Young Master."

Lian Yunxiao muttered to himself:

"You broke into the kitchen at night to look for food. Do you know the specific origin?"

If Zhong Yuanzhi came up with a story that sounded seamless and reasonable, Lian Yunxiao would be suspicious.

Because in his eyes, Zhong Yuanzhi was just a somewhat capable dogleg with a little chance but no great luck. How could he find a white tiger cub that was suspected to have the blood of a mythical beast?

But now the origin of the little white tiger is so confusing, as if it "fell from the sky". Zhong Yuanzhi himself is confused, and he is even afraid that the little white tiger will bring him trouble and disaster, but Lian Yunxiao thinks it is reasonable.

In the Taoist Academy, isn't it Lian Yunxiao who is the only one Zhong Yuanzhi can come into contact with who is not afraid of any trouble or disaster?

And by dedicating the white tiger cub to him, Lian Yunxiao, firstly, he could throw the hot potato away to avoid disaster, and secondly, he could offer him a treasure to claim credit and receive a reward. This move was also in line with Zhong Yuanzhi's usual behavior.

After pondering for a while, Lian Yunxiao blessed himself with the "eye of true knowledge" and asked the maid in pink to bring Zhong Yuanzhi in.

After waiting for a moment, the chubby Zhong Yuanzhi walked in with a smile on his face, holding a little tiger with white fur and black stripes.

Lian Yunxiao didn't look at the little white tiger first, but only used his eyesight to look at Zhong Yuanzhi.

Under the "eye of true knowledge", Zhong Yuanzhi looked normal, with no disguise or signs of being under a spell of ecstasy. He also followed the rules of meeting him and did not carry any magical weapons.

Lian Yunxiao nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then turned his attention to the little white tiger.

Then I saw the little white tiger, with a leather rope made of dragon skin and dragon tendons wrapped around his body. The joints of his limbs were tied tightly and he could not move. This dragon leather rope was the one that Lian Yunxiao had casually rewarded before. A magical weapon belonging to Zhong Yuanzhi.

Even though its limbs were tied up with the dragon's leather rope and unable to move, the little white tiger kept twisting and turning, making a childish squealing sound in its throat, and kept struggling, trying to turn its head and bite Zhong Yuanzhi.

Unfortunately, it was too young, only slightly larger than an adult domestic cat, and its strength was far inferior to that of Zhong Yuanzhi, who was blessed with powerful magic. He could control it steadily.

The little guy doesn't seem to be very strong. After all, if he can be controlled steadily by Zhong Yuanzhi, a mere fifth-grade magic cultivator, how much stronger can he be?

But after Lian Yunxiao stared at the little white tiger carefully for a while, his indifferent eyes were full of surprises, and he even stood up from the soft couch.

Because under his "eye of true knowledge", the little white tiger seemed to be glowing with crystal light.

The spiritual light was pure and flawless, superb and divine, and even gave him a feeling of "extreme nobility". It was definitely not comparable to the mottled and muddy spiritual light with a bloody and ignorant meaning found on ordinary tiger monsters.

"It is indeed a little white tiger that has awakened the bloodline of ancient mythical beasts!"

Lian Yunxiao was so excited that he couldn't help but take two steps forward.

He really couldn't help but be excited.

Because the aura on the little white tiger's body was purer than the "White Dragon" that he had seen once before, Master Bailong's real person. Although the aura was far smaller than the "White Dragon", this was just because the little white tiger It is still young, and when it grows up, the "white dragon" in front of it will be like a minister to an emperor, and cannot be compared at all.

What's even better is that he doesn't have to worry about Master thinking about his little white tiger.

Because of Bailong Zhenren's secret technique, he can only make one alien beast clone.

And once it's made, it can no longer be replaced.

If the clone dies, although the main body will not be implicated, the secret technique will be abolished and can never be restored.

With such a big restriction, there are certainly many benefits.

First of all, the clone not only possesses the powerful physique of the alien beast, but also has the innate magical powers, and can also cast all the spells that the original body knows, but the power is slightly weaker than the original cast.

But even so, the main body plus the clone is the same as a great master plus a slightly weaker great master.

And if the original deity is destroyed, the original spirit can be entrusted to the clone of the alien beast, and the clone can be transformed into the original deity. You can still practice normally, and even become immortal and transcendent.

It's like saving an extra life.

It is precisely because this magic is so powerful, and the little white tiger is so extraordinary, with potential even higher than that of the "White Dragon", that Lian Yunxiao is so excited at this moment.

"I, Lian Yunxiao, am indeed the true chosen one! The hand of God's fake Zhong Yuanzhi sent this little white tiger to me to help me soar into the sky!"

When he was full of excitement, Zhong Yuanzhi stopped seven steps in front of him, hugged the little white tiger and bowed down:

"Junior Brother Lian, this little white tiger..."

Before he finished speaking, Lian Yunxiao walked up to Zhong Yuanzhi in a few strides and raised his hand to take the little white tiger.

Strange to say, the little white tiger that was struggling hard in Zhong Yuanzhi's arms and always trying to bite him suddenly calmed down in Lian Yunxiao's arms and looked at Lian Yunxiao innocently with a pair of watery eyes.

When Lian Yunxiao saw that the little white tiger had become so obedient, he felt that this was a great opportunity given to him by God, and a stiff smile appeared on his face:

"What a white tiger! What a white tiger!"

Zhong Yuanzhi nodded and bowed:

"Junior Brother Lian, I..."

Lian Yunxiao interrupted him impatiently:

"You did a good job tonight. I'm very satisfied. This bottle of 'Spiritual Pill' is a reward for you!"

Lian Yunxiao held the little white tiger in one hand, took out a small jade bottle with the other, threw it to Zhong Yuanzhi, turned around and walked towards the soft couch, and at the same time reached out to touch the little white tiger's head.

Just when he turned around and was about to touch the little white tiger's head with his palm.

The head of the little white tiger suddenly expanded and instantly turned into a huge tiger head that could hold a millstone in one mouthful.

At the same time, the huge tiger head opened its bloody mouth, and with a speed that was so fast that it brought out the afterimage, it bit Lian Yunxiao's entire head and half of his shoulders into its mouth.

Lian Yunxiao was covered in magical weapons. When he was suddenly attacked, several defensive magical weapons were activated almost simultaneously.

The brocaded white robe on his body suddenly revealed layers of snow-white scales, and in an instant turned into a pair of snow-white scales that shone with blazing spiritual light.

The jade pendant on his waist, the hairpin on his head, the pendant on his neck... also flashed with spiritual light at the same time, blessing him with steel and iron bones, rock and iron walls, black ice armor, flowing clouds returning to ruins, and the world moving...

and many other defensive spells.

Although the snow-white scales transformed in the robe cannot protect the neck and above, under the blessing of heavy shields, plus the three defensive spells of ninth, eighth and seventh grades that are permanently solidified by his fourth-grade cultivation, it can be regarded as a third-grade masterpiece.

The warrior tried his best to attack, but he couldn't even think of destroying the heavy shields and damaging his body with one blow.

Although the huge tiger head transformed by the little white tiger is enough to kill a warrior below the mid-4th level in one bite, the power of this bite is far less than that of a third-level and accomplished warrior.

Not only is it unable to bite, but if it bites with all its strength, the tiger's teeth may be broken.
To be continued...