Chapter 966: Flies Clinging to the Tail of a Thoroughbred Travel a Thousand Miles

"Great King, Great King, don't cry, the road ahead is even better!"

"Great King, Great King, don't be sad, tomorrow will be even more glorious!"

"Great King, have a safe journey, the little ones of Weihu Mountain will miss you!"

"Hang Hang! For the Great King, offer! The Dance of the Mountain!"

"Great King, pick some fruits. If you are thirsty, hungry, or tired on the road, just eat two wild fruits from Weihu Mountain."

In front of the Weihu Mountain cave, black-winged bats hung upside down on tree branches, swaying and singing loudly. Wild boars with tusks galloped, rolling in mud pits, pig snouts and tails splashing mud everywhere.

A hedgehog rolled over like a donkey, raised its buttocks, and handed over a thorn-tipped wild fruit.

Noisy and bustling.

The golden-haired tiger carrying a backpack twitched its ears, feeling even more worried in its heart.

It had been living well at home, and under its wise governance, Weihu Mountain was thriving. Who would have thought that before its buttocks were even warm on the stone chair, its mother suddenly called it out to serve the Ninth Buddha.

After this trip, it didn't know when it would be able to return.

Boom!

The mud pit exploded, and the wild boar rolled and hit a tree, its tusks embedded in the trunk, dizzy and disoriented.

The bats shut their mouths, and the hedgehog curled into a ball.

The mountain forest went quiet.

The white tiger lowered its long tail, its tiger eyes majestic.

"A-Fu, A-Zhu, A-Ci, since the three of you are so reluctant, accompany Tiger on this trip. It will be good to have company."

A moment of dead silence.

"!!!"

"Old Great King, don't!" The bats held their heads and wailed. "We are native Weihu Mountain Great Harmony Beasts.

We drink mountain spring water and eat three-clean meat. Going on a long trip will make us suffer from water and soil incompatibility!"

"Exactly, exactly. If I leave, who will offer beautiful fruits to the Old Great King!"

Click, click, click.

The wild boar moved left and right, pulled its tusks out of the tree, and knelt and slid to the white tiger.

"Old Great King, the Ninth Buddha doesn't have a boat that can carry us!"

"The Jianghuai Ze wild is a rich water town, no need to worry about the climate. There are plenty of mud pits. The Little Great King is traveling alone in a foreign land, so he needs beautiful fruits even more. As for how to get there." The white tiger spoke coldly. "I have already discussed it with the Ninth Buddha. You don't need to worry. If anyone else wants to go, feel free to sign up."

The bats fell, the wild boar lay flat, and the hedgehog flipped its belly to the sky.

The group of beasts retreated several steps.

The white tiger couldn't be bothered to pay attention and looked up to call: "Tiger."

"Mother."

"Write letters often on this trip."

"I know, Mother."

Seeing the golden-haired tiger's muffled voice, the white tiger sighed. She raised her front paw to comb the rough hair on the golden-haired tiger's forehead.

"Those who are close to the noble will reach, those who cling to the phoenix will soar. Flies clinging to the tail of a thoroughbred travel a thousand miles. In the world today, the Ninth Buddha's momentum of soaring is second to none. Observing his actions, he is not someone who will die easily.

Outsiders often call Mother the Bai Hu King, but this King is not a true Demon King, just a respectful title from humans. Your father is a stubborn person who didn't follow the right person. He called him 'Mountain Lord' and couldn't find north, daring to collide with the Great Shun vanguard army. The old Abbot finally smoothed things over. Mother is old, looking forward to Tiger becoming a true King."

Comforted by its mother, the golden-haired tiger's lonely mood improved a lot. It cheered itself up and patted its chest.

"I know, Mother. When I make a name for myself outside and become the male among males, the king among beasts,

and set up a mountain cave bigger than Weihu Mountain, I will invite Mother to live there!"

The white tiger paused.

"Good!"

"A-Fu, A-Zhu, A-Ci! Do you have anything to pack? If you do, I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain. If not, let's go together!"

The golden-haired tiger called out, pulled up a large tree in the forest, tiger paws stripped the branches and bark, and the smooth wood carried the bundle on the ground, striding down the mountain.

The white tiger watched quietly.

The three beasts tightened their buttocks, not daring to pretend to be dead, and followed behind the golden-haired tiger in a dejected manner.

June 1st.

Boats came and went, sails were bulging, and the front of Fulong Temple was bustling again.

The sultry wind made people feel stuffy, and the sparkling waves made it impossible for people to open their eyes.

"Liang Shixiong, we will meet again by fate!" Yuan waved at the temple gate. "If you have time, come to Lingxu Mountain in Heyang Prefecture. Our Louguan Terrace's talismans are something else, especially convenient for carving divine abilities, absolutely suitable for Liang Shixiong!"

"Not giving it now?" Xu Zishuai instigated. "Is it hard for the Daoist child to copy one out?"

"That won't do." Yuan shook his head. "Only when you come will you get it."

Liang Qu laughed loudly.

"Fine, I'll go to Louguan Terrace to ask for it when I have time!"

"Brother Liang, bring Sister-in-law Long to my Wutong Tower when you have time." Qu Zhaoxue waved.

"I will go." Long Eying responded.

"Earl of Xingyi—"

Shan Ying and Ji Zuibo also threw out invitations, and Liang Qu accepted them one by one.

"Good, I'll go when I have time!"

The strength gap was there, and there was also an age gap.

Liang Qu didn't mix well with the "old people's" circle, nor did he mix well with the young people's circle, so he ended up playing with a few leaders of the younger generation of the five great orthodox sects.

Several elegant gatherings were held within a month, and the relationship between them became familiar.

The only pity was that since beheading the dragon, Liang Qu had never seen Zhang Longxiang again.

After saying goodbye.

Liang Qu pointed to the small bag behind Master Huai Kong: "Is that all your belongings? Not preparing more gold, silver, magic treasures, or spiritual artifacts?"

"Enough."

"Fine, Otter-Otter!"

"Mi Ling Mi Ling."

The two-meter tin staff silver rings clattered, the bundle swayed left and right, and Otter-Otter took the lead, striding forward.

Crossing from the winter on the mountain into the summer of the human world.

Pier.

The golden-haired tiger sat cross-legged on the ground, a long-tusked wild boar lay horizontally beside it, a bat covered its head, and a hedgehog lay on its back.

The little elephant flapped its ears, asked the wild boar to wrestle with it, and the monkey pulled the fruits on the hedgehog's back, stuffing them into its mouth one by one.

"Great King, what is Pingyang Prefecture like? Are there mountains? Are there wild fruits?"

"There is a Flat Mountain, a hundred zhang high. Mother said the Ninth Buddha built a temple for the Bright King on the mountain, and we will live there too."

"Ah, a hundred zhang, wouldn't we fall off the mountain if we rolled?"

"The top of the mountain is very wide, and there was a big temple there before."

"Hey~ I am so tall and mighty, will the Ninth Buddha make me pull a cart?" The wild boar was worried.

"Red Mountain pulls the cart."

The voice intervened.

The beasts scrambled to climb up from the ground.

The Pai Pai Xiao Xing Ape saw Long Eying, its eyes lit up, picked all the fruits, and ran to offer them with a hoot and a holler.

Long Eying touched the monkey's head, took the fruits, and turned to feed them to the Little Mirage Dragon on her shoulder.

The Pai Pai Xiao Xing Ape lowered its tail.

"Ninth Buddha." The golden-haired tiger stood up, its voice muffled. "Mother said, from now on, the Ninth Buddha is my Great King, the Great Great King!"

"Great Great King, Great Great King!" The bat shouted, then realized something was wrong. "Great Great King? Little Great King? Old Great King? The Ninth Buddha is the head of the Old Great King! The stepfather of the Little Great King!"

!

Water columns surged.

The golden-haired tiger punched the bat into the bottom of the water.

"Ninth Buddha, how do I go to Pingyang Prefecture? Your treasure boat doesn't have a room for me."

Liang Qu looked him up and down: "The Bai Hu King said you can change back."

Bones crackled.

The anthropomorphic golden-haired tiger turned back into its four-legged form in the blink of an eye, a large tiger three zhang long, majestic and imposing.

"Take a bath and squeeze in on the deck."

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Treasure boat deck.

The golden-haired tiger lay down, not appearing crowded. Then the wild boar squeezed in, and the deck began to block up, but fortunately, it was still enough. The hedgehog ran into the bottom of the cabin, and the bats hung upside down under the mast.

The little river otters entered the treasure boat, each performing their duties.

Otter-Otter did not sit in the lookout, its eyes deep, looking into the distance.

"What is it doing?" Master Huai Kong was curious.

"It's waiting."

"Waiting?"

Yang Dongxiong and the old monk walked out of the temple together, followed by attendants in yellow robes.

Clatter.

Iron rings vibrated.

"Little Great King, there is killing intent!" The bat shouted. ===== CHAPTER 967 =====