To say that he had experienced a lot of life and death back then, but such an insignificant death like just now still made him frightened.
The white tiger turned his head and looked at Li Luo coldly. He was breathing heavily. He was obviously really angry. If he couldn't give him a satisfactory reason, then don't blame him for his pain. Qing Niu just asked him to bring him back.
, it didn’t say whether it should be brought back alive or dead, or whether it should be neat and tidy. If it was missing an arm or a leg, Qingniu couldn’t tell what it was.
When Ming Hong moved away, the blade rushed out, not hurting Bai Hu, but cutting off a tuft of hair on Bai Hu's back. Bai Hu's eyelids trembled, and he pretended not to see it. When Li Luo got up, he secretly cut off the tuft of hair.
He held the tiger hair in his hand and hid it in his sleeve. One person and the other tiger looked at each other. There was a pit at the foot where the back hair was missing. It was naturally ugly. The white tiger didn't pay attention to it, but Li Luo knew that if it really annoyed it
, most of the new accounts and old accounts need to be calculated together.
"Brother Baihu, I have something to ask of you."
The white tiger took a breath and remained silent. Li Luo continued, "I want to go to that mountain." After saying that, he gestured with the shape of the mountain, like an inverted long sword, thrust straight from the sky into the earth.
The name of the mountain is Taibai, and it is said to be the place where the Taibai clan lived in ancient times. Li Luo visited it once before leaving the far north. He took a look at it from a distance and then left. This time when he returned to his old place, it was the first place he wanted to visit.
The place is not Qingniu Mountain, but Taibai Mountain.
Bai Hu didn't know if he understood what Li Luo meant, but he just looked at him coldly, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be stronger. Li Luo was startled, but he didn't panic. He held the Ming Hong Dao in his palm and shouted loudly
Said: "I want to know what the relationship between my sword and your Taibai clan is. Brother Baihu, weren't you also the patron saint of the Taibai clan back then? Don't you care about Taibai's affairs at all?"
Bai Hu remained silent, his gaze was like substance, like a sharp sword that could pierce people's hearts. Li Luo was frank and without any fear: "The Taibai clan has blood swords and green knives, and they all say that my sword comes from the Tongcheng lineage.
Qing Ji, I want to know who she is; Qing Niu saved my life because of this knife. If I am somehow favored by the Taibai clan, then I also want to know what the origin of the Taibai clan is.
, and what is the relationship between these five tribes in the extreme north and the world in the south of the sky."
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The white tiger was silent. Li Luo talked for more than a moment, but he didn't see any change in the white tiger. Just when Li Luo's mouth was dry and he was at a loss for words, the white tiger yawned loudly, as if he had just woken up.
Usually, the coldness in the eyes disappears in an instant, and a look of astonishment and confusion appears, as if saying, "Did you just say something? It's a pity that I didn't hear it, I fell asleep, why don't you say it again..."
Li Luo was bored for a long time, and then told him again about his plan to go to Taibai Mountain. This time, Bai Hu readily agreed. He looked at him with kind eyes, as if he were looking at his ignorant grandson, with full eyes.
It was a pampering that made his hair stand on end.
White Tiger turned around. Qingniu Mountain was not too far away from Taibai Mountain. If he walked faster, he would arrive at dawn. The reason why he couldn't get in the previous time was not because he was not curious, but because he didn't know why Taibai Mountain was there that time.
He had a very bored feeling and was unwilling to take even half a step. Speaking of danger, he had no premonition of it yet. He just felt very bored. After leaving Taibai Mountain, Li Luo did not regret it, but he dreamed about it many times in his dreams in the future.
The Taibai Mountain shaped like a long sword, I don't know why, maybe it is the fetters that Zhong Minghong has on belonging, or maybe it should be called a shackle, there is always an idea in my heart, asking him to take a look at that mountain.
Although Li Luo was curious about Taibai Mountain, he didn't have such a deep entanglement. At least he felt that he was just a passerby. But Minghong couldn't rest in peace. This visit to the mountain was regarded as fulfilling Minghong's wish. As for Taibai Mountain
If there are any secrets in the mountains, just let it happen.
Taibai Mountain remains the same, towering into the clouds.
The extreme day was about to pass, and the twilight was getting darker. White Tiger was a little worried, but now that he was here, he didn't urge Li Luo to take a look before leaving. He took him to the foot of the mountain and stayed outside the mountain. Deep in the extreme north, it became more dark at night.
It is bustling, poisonous insects and strange beasts abound, and they will leave their nests to look for food. Even the white tiger himself needs to be careful. If you leave him alone in Taibai Mountain, no need to guess, there will be no bones left when you come back next time.
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Seeing the worry and warning in Bai Hu's eyes, Li Luo understood the danger here and raised his Yangming Hongdao to indicate that it was okay. Bai Hu roared lightly and looked at the setting sun quietly.
Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, Taibai Mountain is so steep that the peak cannot be seen. He can only see a mountain breaking through the sky and rising straight into the sky. Li Luo took a deep breath and stepped onto a mottled staircase at the foot of the mountain. There he was.
The moment I stepped onto the steps, the newly-cast Minghong Dao behind me made a subtle crisp sound, like a long-lost wanderer returning to his hometown, shy of being close to home, half excited, half excited.
Li Luoleng, after all, has never seen the world. If the two people carried by the little Qingluan hadn't deceived him, Taibai Mountain would have become an empty tomb long ago. What's the excitement?
The steps are very dilapidated, and some have been eroded by wind and rain with no trace visible. However, from the marks left behind, it can be seen that the people who built this climbing step were really casual and extremely perfunctory.
It’s hard to be strict about smoothness. Even the height, distance, and distance cannot be uniform. It really doesn’t deserve the name of one of the five ancient tribes. Even the mountain paths stepped by woodcutters in the ordinary mountains of Dagan are far better than the stone steps of Taibai Mountain.
Much neater.
Halfway through the climb, Li Luo felt like giving up. The mountain was too high to reach the top. How long would it take to climb? When he turned around and looked down, he saw that the white tiger was still guarding the bottom of the mountain, becoming a small dot. The sun had already set on the mountain, and in the sky
The stars are like a river, there is no moon, but it is not very dark. It seems that the entire northern wilderness is shrouded in a white and pale curtain of light.
Li Luo sat dumbly for a moment. Since he was coming, he should go to the end and take a look at the place where the Taibai clan once lived. If Minghong Dao caused trouble in the future, the gain would outweigh the loss. However, there was no grass growing on Taibai Mountain.
There are all these green and white rocks that look like beryl. It looks like the Taibai clan lived in poverty back then. They were all obsessed with swords, and they all looked like ascetics.
Halfway up the mountain, there was finally a flat stone platform with a radius of a hundred feet. There was a cave entrance on the side of the mountain, which was in the shape of a triangle. Under the starlight, there was no bottom, and there seemed to be a faint light. There was a three-foot-long stone platform on the left and right of the cave entrance.