svetikya Chapter 173 Encounter with the White Tiger, 31 Relics
Chapter 173 Encounter with the White Tiger, 31 Relics
Lu Qian looked at the bushes beside him and saw a long, colorful white tail emerge from them, then suddenly retract after he spoke.
"Hmm, can it understand human speech?"
Lu Qian was somewhat surprised by this scene. He knew that it was already difficult for mountain spirits and wild monsters to develop intelligence, and to be able to understand human speech required at least several hundred years of cultivation.
"roar!"
As if in response to Lü Qian's words, a loud tiger roar suddenly came from the bushes.
"Oh, come out and take a look."
Seeing this, Lü Qian became interested. Seeing that the white tiger did not intend to harm anyone, he took two steps toward the bushes.
"Shh..."
The leaves of the grass rustled, and then a striped white tiger, about eight feet long including its tail and three feet tall, emerged from the grass.
Its eyes were quite lively, with a beastly ferocity hidden within them. It peered at Lü Qian cautiously, looking rather wary.
"roar--"
The white tiger looked at Lü Qian approaching and let out a long roar, as if warning Lü Qian not to come any closer.
"I have no ill intentions."
Upon seeing this exceptionally intelligent white tiger, whose eyes shimmered with red and blue light, Lü Qian used the "Dual Perfection Hand" technique to transform his aura into something quite friendly and approachable.
The last time he did something like this was when he was fifteen and tamed the white crane mount.
"roar."
The white tiger blinked its golden pupils in confusion as it watched Lü Qian's changing aura, then nodded in a rather friendly manner.
"Shh..."
It emerged from the grass, wagging its long, colorful tail, and laid itself bare before Lü Qian.
This white tiger's fur shimmered with divine light, and its fierce and robust physique exuded a serene and natural aura. Its body was covered in vibrant colors, with black and white intertwined harmoniously.
But on the back of this white tiger was a bundle made of white cloth, and the knots looked very tight. The white tiger's movements did not cause the bundle to fall off.
"Why are you carrying a bundle on your back?"
Lu Qian raised an eyebrow when he saw the conspicuous bundle on Baihu's body, recognizing the scene as very familiar.
A sudden thought flashed through his mind, leaving him speechless. He had seen this scene before on Bai He, except that Bai He had sent him the [Feng Hou Qi Men].
Thinking of this, he glanced at the bundle on the white tiger's back. To call it a bundle was an understatement; it was more like a loose white robe holding something to the white tiger's back.
The white robe looked wide and flowing, and its style resembled a Taoist robe from some sect.
Lu Qian looked at the white Taoist robe, racking his brains but unable to recall any Taoist robe that was pure white.
Just as Lü Qian was sizing up the white tiger, the white tiger was also sizing him up. It scanned Lü Qian up and down with its golden tiger eyes, and then nodded to itself.
"roar--"
It roared at Lü Qian, then turned and disappeared into the forest, as if trying to lead Lü Qian somewhere.
"Are you going to lead the way?"
As Lü Qian watched the white tiger's movements, he felt even more that the creature was extraordinary and was definitely not a wild spirit that grew up under normal circumstances.
"roar."
Upon hearing Lü Qian's question, the white tiger turned its head and nodded at Lü Qian, then raised its head again and walked into the forest.
"Alright, then I'll go with you and see which senior is behind this."
Lu Qian slung the wooden sword behind his back, held a whisk in his hand, and followed the white tiger into the woods.
"Shh..."
A man and a tiger walked one after the other through the woods. The dense foliage blocked out the sunlight, making the whole forest look somewhat dim.
The two walked slowly through the forest, rubbing against the leaves. Branches and bushes blocked their way, but it was not a problem for either of them.
"roar."
Led by the white tiger, Lü Qian arrived at a cave in the dense forest. The entrance was covered by lush foliage. The white tiger stepped forward and parted the leaves to reveal the deep cave behind it.
It turned its head again and roared at Lü Qian, then leaped into the dark cave.
Lu Qian stood there for a moment, observing the scene, and then cast a divination for himself, receiving a result that was neither good nor bad.
"roar."
Inside the cave, it seemed that Lü Qian hadn't been seen for a long time. A tiger's roar came from within, as if urging Lü Qian to come in.
"Very well, with the seventy-two transformations of the wind, where in this vast world can't this poor Taoist go?"
Lu Qian shook his head, used his whisk to clear away the leaves blocking his path, and crouched down to enter the cave. "Moreover, if Grandmaster Zhou Sheng were here, seeing this strange white tiger carrying a Taoist robe leading the way, he might be able to make up some catchy stories."
"Shh..."
Amidst the rustling of leaves, Lü Qian followed the white tiger into the dark cave. After crouching low and moving through a section of the cave, the surroundings suddenly opened up.
He crouched down in the corridor and looked around. He saw a beam of sunlight shining in from the cave ceiling, illuminating the surrounding scenery.
This is a very spacious stone chamber. A stone bed is placed in the center of the chamber, and the white tiger that led the way is now lying cross-legged under the stone bed, bowing its head and closing its eyes.
On the stone bed, a white robe lay loosely on the ground. Although the robe was somewhat disheveled, it was filled with an indescribable Daoist charm.
"Wow, this place is a hidden gem!"
Lu Qian jumped from the cave corridor into the stone chamber. He walked towards the stone bed. The white tiger, which had been lying cross-legged, opened its tiger eyes and looked at Lu Qian. Then it turned its head and barked at the stone bed.
"roar."
Following the white tiger's guidance, Lü Qian found a letter on the stone bed with messy handwriting. Dust covered the envelope, obscuring the words, and only the words "31" could be vaguely made out.
"Hmm, what's this?"
Lu Qian swept his whisk, and a gentle breeze swept away the dust from the envelope, revealing the writing underneath.
"This is a letter from my disciple Zuo Ruotong, the last words of the former head of the Sanyi Sect."
He read the words on the envelope aloud, a look of surprise flashing across his face. "This was left to him by Master Daying Immortal."
Zuo Ruotong is the leader of the Sanyi Sect. He is highly skilled and upright, and is praised by the extraordinary people as the Great Ying Immortal and the Soaring Dragon Master.
The Sanyi Sect is considered a branch of Taoism, belonging to the Southern Quanzhen School according to its rules. The sect inherits the "Reverse Life Triple Stage," which is said to lead to immortality through the triple stage, but no one has successfully attained the triple stage of Taoism over thousands of years.
There is a tradition within the Sanyi Sect that when someone reaches the second level, and there is someone within the sect to inherit the position, they will descend the mountain and travel to all corners of the world to find the method to break through to the third level.
It's likely that this person who claims to be the former head of Sany is in the same situation.
"roar."
The white tiger roared at the stone bed again. Lü Qian picked up the somewhat worn letter and saw that there was another folded piece of paper underneath.
Through the back of the paper, you can see that a lot of words are written on it.
Lu Qian took the letter, unfolded it, and began to read. The next moment, he frowned.