Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Luo Shu walked to the foot of Mount Buzhou, found a quiet place to sit down, took out the Thousand Illusions Tower, and observed it carefully.

The tower has a total of seven floors. The exterior carvings are exquisite and delicate. The tower body is as smooth as silk, and the silvery surface shines with a soft light under the sunlight.

When the divine sense probed into it, it was discovered that the tower was filled with rich spiritual energy. The space on each floor seemed endless, and each floor had certain restrictions.

The first level contains the law of time, which accelerates the time of cultivation. One hundred years inside the tower is equivalent to one day outside the tower.

The second level simulates character battles. When you enter it, you can match yourself with a sparring partner of the same level to simulate actual combat.

The third level, the Daluo Jinxian realm is unlocked.

The fourth level, the quasi-saint realm is unlocked.

The fifth level, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian/Sage is unlocked.

The sixth level, Hunyuan Wuji Daluo Jinxian is unlocked.

The seventh floor, yet to be unlocked.

All of the above can block the secrets of heaven.

"I thought it would only provide a 1:100 training ground, but I didn't expect that each floor would have different functions built in."

Luo Shu looked at the Thousand Illusions Tower with joy, his eyes sparkling with a strange light.

If all the disciples of Jiejiao were allowed to practice in the tower and come out after the catastrophe began, then everyone would be able to resist and fight. What would happen to the disciples of Chenjiao and Western religion?

Of course, this is impossible. After all, such an important thing cannot be known by everyone.

Although most of the disciples of Jiejiao are loyal and righteous, there are also some bad ones, such as Chang'er Dingguang Immortal, one of the Seven Immortals, who is as timid as a mouse, cowardly and incompetent. In the late period of the kalpa, he betrayed Jiejiao.

"It seems that we can select some people with good character from Jiejiao to enter the Thousand Illusions Tower for training. Next time we go to Chaoge, we can send the Seven Monsters of Meishan in to improve them."

Luo Shu integrated the Thousand Illusions Tower into his soul. As long as he allowed, any living being could enter the tower. All operations in the tower were subject to Luo Shu's will.

Luo Shu stood up, looked at the endless mountains, and thought:

"Even if Buzhou Mountain is not the same as before, it is not comparable to other immortal mountains. After all, it is the first mountain in the prehistoric world. There may be some rare flowers and plants, rare treasures and precious stones in it."

"Since we are here now, let's go in and take a look. If we are lucky enough, we can get some spiritual roots and fruits, then it will be worth the trip."

Then, Luo Shu walked towards Mount Buzhou. The scenery along the way was very beautiful.

Walking among the fairy mountains, it feels like entering a fairy tale world, with the sunlight shining through the clouds and onto the rugged mountain road.

The green mountains are lush, the water is clear, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people intoxicated and feel relaxed and happy.

Along the rugged mountain road, Luo Shu saw a lot of Ganoderma lucidum roots. Although they were only thousands or tens of millions of years old, Luo Shu still picked them up.

After the deification, the spiritual energy became even thinner, and these Ganoderma lucidum roots and fruits will be very valuable in the future.

Just as Luo Shu was picking a thousand-year-old fairy fruit, a figure flashed through the grass, startling him.

Upon seeing this, Luo Shu's consciousness at the early stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal spread out in all directions, and in an instant, locked onto all living beings with the cultivation level of an early stage Golden Immortal.

Luo Shu said:

"You come out on your own initiative, or I beat you out."

Suddenly, a magic spell attacked Luoshu. Luoshu waved his hand casually, and the spiritual power fluctuations of the spell disappeared.

"Who are you, the evildoer, to dare to attack us? Show yourself and give your name quickly."

After saying that, Luo Shu shot out a magical spell towards the place where the living creatures were, which would not harm their lives.

The creature was shot by the magic, gasped in pain, and cried out:

"It hurts so much, it hurts so much, you Taoist, you were too harsh."

Luo Shu walked forward and saw a white tiger appear before him.

Horizontal, vertical, arc-shaped and curved black lines are regularly dotted on the yellow and white fur, forming a beautiful natural picture.

Luo Shu didn't expect that this was actually a white tiger, a member of the demon clan, and the same clan as the mythical white tiger guarding the west.

Generally speaking, the white tiger's elegant posture and powerful aura are awe-inspiring and unforgettable.

However, the white tiger in front of him obviously could not be explained by common sense. The corners of his mouth twitched and he shouted curses, destroying his beauty.

When the white tiger saw Luo Shu, it quickly got up from the ground, bared its teeth, and said angrily:

"You Taoist, let Grandpa White Tiger bite you, or else, you will be in trouble."

Luo Shu looked at the White Tiger in front of him, whose brain was not working well, and said in a vague way:

"Are you sure you want to bite me? Are you not afraid of breaking your fangs?"

Baihu obviously did not recognize the current situation. You are an early stage Golden Immortal, and you provoke Taiyi Golden Immortal in the early stage. Aren't you asking for trouble?

"What's wrong with grandpa biting you? With my big teeth, I can't bite off a piece of your flesh."

Baihu still said arrogantly.

"It seems that the beating I gave you was too lenient. In front of me, you keep calling me grandpa. Today, if I don't hit you, but you call me grandpa, I will acknowledge you as my grandson."

After saying that, Luo Shu took out a whip, which was not a magical weapon but an ordinary weapon, and swung it towards the white tiger.

Because of the inequality in strength, even if the whip is not a magic weapon, it can still hit the white tiger with one whip after another.

Baihu was whipped again and again, and his words changed from "How dare you hit your grandpa..." to "Grandpa, stop hitting me, stop hitting me."

Luo Shu looked at the white tiger begging for mercy, put away the whip, and said jokingly:

"Do you accept it? Do you surrender? How dare you be so arrogant as an early Golden Immortal? I don't know who gave you the courage."

The marks of the whip on Baihu's body were very obvious, but they were all superficial injuries. He no longer had the momentum he had before, and said:

"I am convinced. You are such a powerful Taoist. I can't tell what your level of cultivation is, but it is definitely much higher than mine."

Luo Shu smiled softly and said:

"Didn't the White Tiger Clan retreat to Northern Juluzhou with the other demon clans after the end of the witch-demon calamity? How come you are here in Buzhou Mountain?"

Bai Hu heard this and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face. He said awkwardly:

"Ahem, I don't want to linger on in Northern Juluzhou. I have my own ambitions. I want to stand on the top of the wilderness and look down on all living beings."

"I heard from the elders in my clan that Mount Buzhou was formed from the spine of the great god Pangu, and there are many spiritual treasures and spiritual roots, so I came here to look for treasures. I didn't expect that I haven't seen a single spiritual treasure after coming here for many days."

When Luo Shu heard him calling him "young master", he emitted a beam of fairy light, hit Bai Hu's head, and said with a smile:

"You don't think you can call me 'young master'. If I hear you again, I will smash your heads again."

The white tiger was flicked and grumbled in pain, mumbling:

"If you don't want to shout, then don't shout. Why do you always have to beat the tiger? It hurts so much."

"So, you ran away secretly, do you still want to go back?" Luo Shu asked.

"Then I definitely won't go back. The environment is bad, the spiritual energy is insufficient, and I will suffer if I go back. I won't go back."

Baihu quickly shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to go back to Uttarakuru at all.

Luo Shu thought, this tiger could cultivate to the early stage of Golden Immortal in a remote place like Uttarakuru, which shows that he has extraordinary talent.

I was in need of a mount, so I might as well take this one. The white tiger looks majestic, and riding it out won't bring shame to myself.

I remember that Zhao Gongming's mount was a black tiger, which looked very domineering.

After thinking it over, Luo Shu said to Baihu:

"I'm in need of a mount. Would you like to be one for me?"

"No, no, how can I be someone's mount?" Baihu shook his head repeatedly.

Luo Shu raised the corner of his mouth, looked at Bai Hu meaningfully, and said softly:

"you sure?"

Baihu looked at Luo Shu's eyes, trembled all over, and said:

"You Taoist, I don't know your identity yet. If you want me to be your mount, you have to find someone with a higher status."

Hearing this, Luo Shu said slowly:

"I am the third generation disciple of Jiejiao, and the Saint of Shangqing is my master. Do you think my status is enough?"

Baihu's eyes lit up. He was the saint's disciple and third-generation disciple. He had a high status and was a reliable supporter and a big patron.

"Enough, enough. Will there be meat to eat if I follow my master?" said the white tiger innocently.

When Luo Shu heard Bai Hu's words, he chuckled and said:

"There is meat to eat, whether it's flying in the sky or swimming on the ground. If you want to eat it, you can have it."

"Master, please accept my respects."

After saying that, Baihu made a bowing gesture and bowed towards Luoshu.

"Okay, okay, no need for all these formalities. Do you have a name?" Luo Shu asked.

Baihu smiled innocently, his eyes revealing innocence, and said:

"My name is Shanjun, from the White Tiger Clan."

Luo Shu thought it was a really good name, but it was such a waste. It was obviously a white tiger, but why did it look so bear-like?

"Shanjun is a good name, but I'm not used to calling you that. I'll call you Xiaobai from now on." Luo Shu said.

"Master, you can call me whatever you like. Master can imprint the power of your soul into my sea of consciousness and sign a contract." Xiaobai said.

Hearing this, Luo Shu waved his hand and said:

"Xiaobai, let's not sign the contract. Although you are my mount, I don't like to use a contract to restrict you."

Xiaobai was moved. Mounts generally have no human rights and their life and death are all in the hands of their masters. As long as Luoshu does not sign a contract with him, he will still be himself.

"Master, I'm hungry. Can I go find something to eat first?" Xiaobai said.

Luo Shu thought he was hallucinating and said bluntly:

"What did you say? Are you hungry? How can a cultivator like you, who is in the early stage of the Golden Immortal, be hungry?"

Xiaobai looked innocent and said:

"Eating can increase your cultivation. The more you eat, the more your cultivation will increase."

Hearing this, Luo Shu rolled his eyes helplessly and said:

"Come on, I'll take you to find something to eat."

After saying that, Luo Shu leaped up, rode on the white tiger, and walked towards the forest.