Chapter 153: Heterochromatic White Tiger!

  It was night, and everyone rested on their own.

  Inside Qin Zheng's tent, Yu Xiuxian also came in and occupied Qin Zheng's bed in a very impolite manner, sprawling all over it without any regard for appearances.

  "It's a bit too enticing." Qin Zheng looked at Yu Xiuheng, her limbs spread wide, her chest heaving up and down, under the faint moonlight, it was simply tempting to commit a crime.

  "It's so tiring to always keep up appearances outside, but now that there are no outsiders around, I don't need to do that anymore." Yuxiu Xin said with a smile.

  Qin Zheng curled his lip and said: "The you of now and the you of the second lifetime are completely different."

  Yu Xiu Xin didn't mind at all, "It must be different from the first life, three lives with three attitudes, and only three experiences can make me understand the subtlety."

  "Hmm, you'd better take it to heart."

  Qin Zheng sat down cross-legged in front of the bed and began to cultivate.

  In contrast to his hard work, Yu Xiuxian fell asleep in no time. However, after she entered sleep, the heaven and earth's essence naturally gathered towards her body, and her martial pulse also operated on its own, increasing her strength even as she slept, leaving Qin Zheng amazed.

  He even suspected that the Mai Long Pian of Huanglong Eight Methods was likely created by Huanglong Ye Tian Qin based on these three Linglong beasts.

  Although the Pulse Dragon Chapter is strong, it doesn't have the speed of cultivation in Yu Xiu's sleep. However, with the addition of the three major martial pulses, it can be compared to it without falling behind.

  Qin Zheng also knew that the key to Yu Xiu Xin's third life was to awaken the memories of her previous two lives and retrieve the power from them, so whether she cultivated or not was secondary.

  He didn't bother with him and started his own practice.

  The final battle of Mingyang Mountain, more than a million demon tigers emerged at the same time, causing Qin Zheng to witness countless attitudes of the demon tigers. According to common sense, he should have been able to reach the small round perfection of Douhu, but after experiencing these days of cultivation, he still did not understand, as if being restrained by something, unable to complete it.

  This made Qin Zheng think of the crucial point that Dou Hu Shi's cultivation required a tiger-like martial vein as its foundation.

  "Perhaps the mysterious power of blood can only make me reach the Great Completion of Douhu Formation."

  "If one can achieve perfection in Dou Hu Shi, then their cultivation speed will definitely not be weaker than Long Xiang Tun Tian Shu."

  "Never mind, I'll just cultivate then."

  Qin Zheng's hand flashed with a human king pen, and he casually wrote an "absorb" character in the air.

  In an instant, the heavenly energy from all directions seemed to be drawn in endlessly, pouring in and filling the tent, causing the cultivation environment to undergo a stunning upgrade.

  He also launched the Dragon Elephant Swallows Heaven Technique.

  One side absorbs the essence of the stars and moon, while the other absorbs the vital energy of heaven and earth.

  With dual cultivation, his cultivation speed was also incredibly fast.

  Like this, they traveled with Tang Ning and others during the day and found a place to rest at night. Many times they slept outdoors, but sometimes they stayed in inns.

  Time flies, one month has passed.

  That evening, they found a small valley to rest in.

  According to Tangning's words, resting a bit earlier today and setting off early tomorrow morning should allow them to arrive home after lunch.

  Then they divided their labor.

  Qin Zheng was arranged to go hunting for some delicious demon beasts.

  Since the first day of Qin Zheng's stay with Yu Xiu Xin in the same tent, Tang Ning Er started arranging tasks for him from the next day on. Looking at her gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, it seemed like she was still fuming about Qin Zheng's beastly behavior, especially when Yu Xiu Xin helped Qin Zheng tidy up his clothes with a loving expression.

  Qin Zheng did not rule out this possibility either.

  Traveling with others was originally to take advantage of the cover of people like Tang Ning'er, so that they could come to Datong Emperor's capital without any trouble, and should be thanked.

  Qin Zheng left Xiaoshan Valley and went to capture a demon beast.

  Most of the flesh of these demons is not delicious, but rather difficult to swallow. Only the Fire Turkey and Long-eared Demon Rabbit are extremely delicious, so catching demons isn't just a matter of grabbing them randomly.

  He wandered aimlessly in the mountains, thinking about the situation of the Datong Empire that he had recently learned from Tang Ning's mouth. Overall, it was not very optimistic, especially since the Emperor of Datong had only one son, Lu Tianlang, and now his life was at stake, making Lu Tianlang's situation quite difficult.

  As for Xuan Yang Wang who possesses the Tian Yang liquid, Tang Ning Er couldn't say for sure about his strength, only that Xuan Yang Wang Fu might be hiding an exceptionally powerful expert.

  Walking aimlessly, a low and muffled tiger's roar came through.

  Qin Zheng looked up.

  At this sight, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and burst into tears.

  All he saw in front of him was a winding small river, only two or three meters wide, and on the opposite bank stood a white tiger, about three meters long, with pure white fur and no mixed colors.

  The white tiger's eyes are the most peculiar, one eye is purple and the other eye is green.

  The purple color seems to be pregnant with a vague world.

  The blue reflection looks like a terrible hell.

  Qin Zheng and he locked eyes for four seconds, and the fierce tiger's momentum was immediately ignited, not because he initiated it, but because the fierce tiger's momentum naturally burst out.

  "Roar!"

  Without making a sound, the Tiger Fist stance was fully activated, and with his breathing, a wave of air rolled back and gathered above his head, revealing a tiger king, letting out a mighty roar.

  One man, one tiger, standing still and staring at each other.

  Qin Zheng looked at those eyes of different colors, his soul seemed to be sublimated, and the scene of Mingyang Mountain quickly emerged in his mind.

  Tens of thousands of demons and tigers all let out a long roar towards the sky.

  Every single move of the demonic tiger seemed to be reflected in his mind, this feeling was extremely clear, as if it were right in front of him, one by one, the past merged with his tiger-fighting stance, naturally taking shape, and also helped his tiger-fighting stance fiercely charge towards Xiaoyuan.

  "Roar!"

  The white tiger with heterochromatic eyes let out a low growl and turned to leave.

  Qin Zheng also woke up from that realization.

  Before he could even open his mouth, the white tiger with heterochromatic eyes lightly leaped and traversed an unknown number of meters, disappearing into the horizon in a flash, without uttering a single word.

  "Has this white tiger come just for me?"

  "What's its origin?"

  "With heterochromatic eyes, it's as if the mysteries of the world are hidden within. With just one glance, I can recall the postures of over a million demon tigers from Nameless Mountain that were etched in my memory. At the time, I didn't pay much attention to their postures because some weren't even worthy of a life-or-death battle. But now, as I recall them, it's as if every single demon tiger's posture is at my beck and call."

  "This must be the doing of this heterochromatic white tiger."

  Qin Zheng thought for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out - what was going on with this white tiger with heterochromatic eyes?

  Suddenly appeared, suddenly disappeared.

  There was no sound at all, as if it had really come for him, or to help him complete the Taitusi stance.

  He really couldn't figure it out, so Qin Zheng stopped thinking about it.

  He sat down by the river, began to practice the Taming Tiger Stance, and various postures of fierce tigers appeared in his mind, each one blending with the Taming Tiger Stance.

  Having reached a state of being able to do as one pleases, the Qin regime no longer needed to imitate the tiger's might in combat training, and could instead rely on mental prowess.

  Although the number of tiger postures he recalled this time was much more than what he had currently comprehended from the Tiger Fist, and there was also a very strong feeling that the Tiger Fist was being enhanced, Qin Zheng still felt that he couldn't take the step into the small circle of perfection of the Tiger Fist. It was as if there really was a deep chasm separating him from it.

  No matter how hard you try, you can't get past it.

  This taste is quite unpleasant for him.

  He finally shifted his target to the heterochromatic white tiger.

  This white tiger, although it had not made any fighting posture, the aura it carried still made Qin Zheng feel extremely deep, as if the feeling brought by more than 100,000 demon tigers was even stronger.

  This transformation, the white tiger's appearance that emerged in his mind suddenly changed from clear to blurry, and finally only a pair of eyes were left.

  "How did this happen?"

  "We just clearly remembered the actions of the heterochromatic white tiger."

  "Although it has never made a big move, even a slight movement, clearly in harmony with the heavens and the earth, is an expression of the tiger king's power, which can be of great help to me."

  "In that memory, every action was so blurry and unclear, only those eyes were so clear."

  Qin Zheng tried hard to recall, but it was still very vague.

  It's as if the white tiger with heterochromia intentionally stopped him from using his own body to complete the ascension of the Tiger Fist.

  However, the scene in his eyes remained very clear, but it didn't help much with Qin Zheng's Douhu stance.

  He just sat by the small river.

  It's also unknown how long it has been, but he still can't grasp the feeling of Dou Hu Sheng Hua turning into a small Yuan Man. Yet, he feels that all the conditions for reaching a small Yuan Man are met, as if something is missing by just a little bit.

  "What's wrong with it after all."

  He stared blankly at the river water, lost in thought.

  The moon is already on the branches, under the hazy moonlight, the river water is gurgling, reflecting the bright moon in the sky, and all around is quiet and peaceful, which makes people feel serene.

  "I just can't figure it out."

  Qin Zheng gave up thinking about it and wanted to go to the river to see if there were any fish. As he lowered his head, he saw his own reflection, and also saw those bright eyes.

  "Eyes?"

  "Alright, the essence of Dou Hu Shi is about intimidation, and what's meant by intimidation is on a spiritual level. The eyes are the windows to the soul, so the impression that Bai Hu left me with was his piercing gaze. Is he trying to remind me that in order to achieve Xiao Yuan Man in Dou Hu Shi, I need to start from this aspect?"

  Qin Zheng was overjoyed.

  Sat down again, amidst surging emotions, began to mobilize the Tiger-Fighting Stance.

  The Douhu stance has already reached the point of being able to move freely at will, allowing any part of the body to become an attacking point.

  Both eyes are no exception.

  Although it can't reach the level of Doujutsu that can attack, it can achieve a gaze like a tiger, bringing great pressure to the opponent, even making the opponent's mind collapse and lose.

  "Tiger's momentum, eyes, gaze..."

  The way of Qin's murmuring self-talk.

  His eyes narrowed slightly, and the tiger's momentum was fully transferred to his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, there was still a glimmer of light through his eyelids.

  At the same time, the demonic tigers that appeared in Qin Zheng's mind were no longer their postures, but the changes in their eyes when they fought to the death. Some were bloodthirsty, some were frantic, some were frenzied, some were calm, and some were overbearing. Each was different, and they all gave Qin Zheng a deeper understanding of the Tiger Fighting Stance.

  In imperceptible ways, the tiger's posture seems to be sublimating.