However, the ghost retorted: "You think so, but this white-feathered Flying Leopard may not think so. Maybe your front foot is better, and it will tear you back foot. Dingdian Novels"

"Ghost, can you communicate with any monster? Please tell me about it and see if we can reconcile."

After accepting Zilong's request, the dark phantom of the ghost descended into the nest wrapped in the star fog.

Suddenly, the entire nest became dim. The star fog filled with ghosts was like huge dark clouds covering the sky, making Zilong's vision dark.

Although this is not the first time Zilong has seen the ability of ghosts, the shock in his heart is still the same.

Zilong stood honestly and did not dare to move. Because Zilong found that under the cover of the ghost star fog, not only was his eyes dark, but his spiritual sense had failed, as if he could not sense anything.

After a long time, the sound of the ghost broke the silence and came to Zilong:

"I've talked to this guy, and it said that the first thing it does is to tear you kid apart as long as it can stand up alive."

"Why!" Zilong said inexplicably.

"Because you, a lowly human boy, have stepped into its sacred nest twice and again."

Listening to the ghost's voice, Zilong immediately looked dark and complained:

"This stupid leopard is too stingy. Can it not resist these medicinal herbs in a lifetime?"

"It says it is the king of the dala, and like the dala, it does not allow anyone to blaspheme, nor will it bow its head to anyone who violates the dala."

Zilong was stunned for a moment when the ghost's words were said. Zilong scratched his head and asked the ghost in confusion:

"Blasphemy? Infringement? What do you say?"

The ghost told Zilong:

"The white-feathered Flying Leopard told me that more than 10,000 years ago, this was the territory of its ancestors' ancient Tianshen Leopard. However, Yinglong was born at that time and swept through the gods, and the ancient Tianshen Leopard was not spared from falling. After that, the white-feathered Flying Leopard, which possessed the bloodline of the ancient Tianshen Leopard, waited in this dala for generations to maintain the original appearance of the ancestral land.

Until the chaos in the Central Plains hundreds of years ago, the chaotic land of the chaotic land was affected. The original guardian of the chaotic land, the parents of the white-feathered flying leopard, was besieged by powerful enemies for protecting the first White Emperor.

After the chaos subsided and the first generation of Baidi unified the Central Plains, in order to repay the life-saving grace of the Baiyu Feitian Leopard, the first generation of Baidi led several masters to set up barriers in the dala land. At that time, Baidi had two purposes: one was to follow the mission of the Baiyu Feitian Leopard clan and protect the original appearance of the dala land. The other was to protect the young it."

Listening to the ghost's retelling, Zilong nodded slightly while contemplating.

"So this is the original intention of the first White Emperor to set up a barrier in the dala, to repay his kindness."

The ghost then said:

"In fact, existences like the damari gas and the damari mosquitoes did not exist hundreds of years ago. They were things drawn from the powerful array set up by the first generation of Baidi to protect the damari from being trampled by the high-level monks.

As for this giant tree of heaven-raising, it was transformed from the dead body of the ancient Tian-swallowing leopard. Their white-feathered flying leopards have lived here for generations. This is the holy land of the white-feathered flying leopard. Not only did you break into the holy land of the white-feathered flying leopard, you also dug a hole in the tree. This is blasphemy, an invasion, and it is no different from digging other people's ancestral graves."

Listening to the ghost's explanation, Zilong scratched his head awkwardly, feeling a little crying without tears.

"I didn't know that this tree was transformed from the corpse of its ancestor!"

The ghost's phantom was wrapped in star fog and returned to the space of the Black Ring. Suddenly, Zilong's vision became brighter, and the huge body of the white-feathered flying leopard appeared in front of him again.

I only heard the sound of the ghost coming to it, and changed it before;

"Zilong, find a way to save it."

The ghost's words made Zilong's eyes big and small, and he said with a bitter face:

"Brother, didn't you say it was going to tear me apart? I saved it, will I still have life to run away?"

Ghost sighed lightly, and said slowly in a sad tone that Zilong had never heard before:

"This is the last white-feathered flying leopard in the original world..."

Zilong quickly understood the meaning of the ghost words and fell silent.

No one can explain how long the history of the original world has been, but one thing is agreed with by everyone. That is all signs that the original world has been at least 200,000 years since its birth.

However, the human race has only been 10,000 years for the origin world.

But in this ten thousand years, the changes in the original world are greater than the changes in the previous hundreds of thousands of years.

Various majestic species slowly walked down from the altar, gradually disappeared, and became legendary existences. The alien race was forced to retreat to the poorest land in the original world, and was still working hard for basic survival. Various monsters were either tamed as slaves and animals, or driven into the deep mountains and forests... Except for a very small number of powerful monsters that can enjoy purity, one-third of the monster races were facing the danger of extinction.

Zilong remembered what Old Man Gongsun once said to him.

Old Man Gongsun once warned him that when collecting herbs in the future, no matter how precious or rare the medicinal materials are, they should not be collected in total, and they will be destroyed by cutting off the roots and destroying seeds... Zilong now thinks that the words of the ghost should coincide with the truth that Old Man Gongsun told him at that time, and it is the same.

Zilong has never been a tangled person. He let out a light breath, then he ignored it and directly took out the guy who was cured from the storage ring and began to clean the poisonous wounds on the wings for the White Feather Flying Leopard.

Zilong asked for a whole plant of Huitian grass from Ghost, and combined with some other medicinal materials to cure it into a medicinal mud. The digestion and absorption ability of the monster is far beyond that of the human race. For monsters, there is often no need to make soup medicine, just such a simple medicinal mud.

Zilong carefully put the medicinal mud containing Huitiancao into the big mouth of the White-Feather Flying Leopard. At first, the White-Feather Flying Leopard simply held the medicinal mud, looking arrogant and unprepared to receive treatment from Zilong. However, under Zilong's routine, the arrogant white-Feather Flying Leopard used all his last strength to swallow the huge pills that Zilong put into its mouth and swallowed it into his stomach.

Zilong smiled and shook his head, thinking to himself that although this white-feathered flying leopard lived for hundreds of years, he still had the temper of a human child.

Then, Zilong prepared some medicine and combined with clean water to wash away the poisonous wounds on the white feather flying leopard wings.

Looking at this scene, the ghost in the black ring showed a gratified smile.

In fact, the reason why the ghost wanted to save the white-feathered Flying Leopard was very simple. The white-feathered Flying Leopard is a descendant of the ancient monster, and it is also. As for why the white-feathered Flying Leopard told the ghost so much, it is largely because of this. It felt a familiar and close atmosphere from the ghost.

Over the years, Ghost has watched their monster races with ancient blood gradually disappear, and Ghost also feels indescribable. It is worried that one day, the bad luck of the destruction of the race will fall to their Star Sea Ghost Clan.

One can save one.

Besides, the white-feathered Flying Sky Leopard is inherently good. Otherwise, let alone a low-level monk, even a fifth-level king and an ordinary sixth-level king, would not easily walk out of the dala. But the white-feathered Flying Sky Leopard is a bit arrogant, and it is true that it cannot tolerate sand in its eyes, and it is not allowed to destroy the dala or blaspheme its ancestors...

Zilong climbed onto the huge wings of the white-feathered Flying Sky Leopard, took out the five needles of the Thunder God, and stabbed the needle tip into the black scars in the flying leopard purple. Zilong used the method of guiding poison in Zhao's thunder fire moxibustion to start to export venom for the white-feathered Flying Sky Leopard... The white-feathered Flying Sky Leopard shook his body from time to time, shaking Zilong into the east and west. Zilong grabbed his white wings with both hands, looking embarrassed...

"Your uncle, be honest with me!"

...

After helping Baiyu Feitian Leopard treat the wound in a hurry, Zilong ran away directly with Xiaoka without looking back.

Zilong became more careful and put some medicinal materials to delay the absorption of medicine in the medicinal paste that he had just fed the Baiyu Feitian Leopard, in order to make the medicinal power of Huitiancao not work so quickly. Otherwise, once the Baiyu Feitian Leopard turns his back, he will not even have a chance to escape.

After leaving the white-feathered Flying Leopard's nest, Zilong and Xiaoka ran all the way, walking for two and a half hours, then stopped sweating profusely, hugged Xiaoka in a shade of trees to enjoy the cool and rest.

Looking back at the rear where there was no movement, Zilong breathed a sigh of relief and heard another thing from the ghost in the black ring.

"Ghost, in the nest of the white-feathered flying leopard, did you say that Yinglong destroyed the world ten thousand years ago?"

The sound of the ghost came for a moment, and replied to Zilong:

"But this happened, what's wrong?"

"What is Yinglong? What happened ten thousand years ago? Why did Yinglong destroy the world?" Zilong said curiously.

The three questions raised by the Ghost Quilt Zilong were a little confused. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"From the moment we descended from the world, we have some memories passed down from generation to generation by our ancestors. These memories engraved in the bloodline are also called bloodline imprints. They are powerful ancestors of a race who use special methods to imprint them in their bloodlines. These bloodline imprints are used to remind the younger generations or to teach them...

Therefore, many monsters are born without any teaching and use some combat skills and survival methods passed down from generation to generation. This is the credit of the blood mark.

And descendants of ancient monsters like us seem to have a similar memory. That is, our ancestors were killed by a powerful creature called Yinglong. This creature is extremely terrifying. All ancient monsters that are majestic and shocking in all directions are like pigs and sheep in front of it. They can almost be slaughtered, without any power of backhand."
Chapter completed!