Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 61 Lei Yihu Going and Staying

The small tan jar contained red lingonberry honey.The nectar of the seventh-order red spirit fruit is brewed by the red butterfly bee, which is the leader in honey brewing in the cultivation world. It is rich in spiritual energy and sweet in the mouth.

But it's strange to say that the red bee eggs that An Qingli bought in Fangshi back then had already learned how to make honey when they hatched, but the one that Ye Zhilan wanted to snatch was still a bright red one. Egg, nothing happened.

In the Mustard Seed Space, Little Thunder Wing Tiger stretched out his tongue and licked the red spirit fruit honey. It was fragrant, sweet and nourishing.

Xiao Jintan felt a bit apprehensive: "Little Lingxi, you hid such a good thing as red spirit fruit honey, and you didn't even tell me to enjoy some."

The rhinoceros beast blinked its eyes wide: "You have taken so many spirit stones from me, which are much more valuable than this red spirit fruit honey. And you are a grass, isn't it a waste to eat sweets? You can't taste the sweetness."

Little Lei Yihu hugged the honey pot and bared his teeth at Xiao Jintan, as if he was supporting Xiao Lingxi.When An Qingli rescued it back then, it bared its teeth at An Qingli like this, milky and fierce, and didn't want An Qingli to touch it at all.

"Who said I'm a grass? I'm a tree, a sacred tree!" Xiao Jintan shook the thicker and thicker branches, and the golden light shone so brightly that the little Leiyihu couldn't even open his eyes. "And you, me, and Qingli, the three of us are one. This tiger cub is an outsider. If you have good things in the future, you must first think about raising me, and you are not allowed to raise others."

"Who said the little Thunderwing Tiger is an outsider?" Little Lingxi hugged the Thunderwing Tiger's soft and fluffy fur, and said happily, "Since Qingli picked it up, we are a family. And it can fly, and it can also fly." It can lead thunder and lightning, and it will be very powerful in the future. Tens of thousands of years ago, their ancestors could still cultivate to transcend the tribulation and ascend to the upper realm. Keep it, and it will help Qingli in the future." As the little spirit of the beast , and imagined how majestic it would be to be carried up to the sky by a Thunder Wing Beast in the future.

"It's hard to raise me and that broken jasper tree, and I even raise a tiger cub. Huh!" Although Xiao Jintan is a sacred tree, he is still a herbaceous family. Monsters that can cause lightning and discharges are also not liked at all. "Anyway, if you have something good, you have to show it to me first, and I'll approve it before feeding it to the tiger cub."

"Aww~" Little Lei Yihu hugged the spirit honey pot and yelled at Little Jintan, probably expressing its dissatisfaction.

An Qingli didn't know that in the mustard space, a few little things were bickering, and it seemed that the days to come would become more and more lively.

However, she doesn't plan to keep those spirit beasts in the spirit beast bag. When they leave the secret realm in the future and sell them to the sect, it should be a lot of money.There is a special spirit beast garden in the sect, and there are many young beasts in it. Zongmen disciples can spend corresponding contribution points to contract spirit beasts that suit their wishes.

As for this little Thunderwing Tiger, although the bloodline is rare and noble, it is only a little bit worse than the Consonance Beast. In terms of combat power, it may be higher than the Consonance Beast, but it just lacks a little feeling. That kind of intimacy that arises spontaneously is probably not related to her, maybe it should find a more suitable owner for it, and take a huge sum of high-grade spirit stones by the way.

Furthermore, not all Thunderwing Tigers can awaken the bloodline supernatural power of lightning and thunder. If they can awaken, at least four or five hundred years will have to wait.A Thunderwing Tiger that has not awakened its bloodline supernatural powers is just a flying tiger.

With no eyesight, and Xiao Jintan also resisted, An Qingli didn't have the intention to force it.

The rhinoceros beast was a little disappointed when it learned of An Qingli's thoughts, and it was also because the little Thunderwing Tiger was not blessed, not to mention Qingli's ever-expanding and richer space. A seventh-rank alchemist can raise this little tiger cub fat and healthy.

"Little Lingxi, don't get lost, there will be Sister Fox to play with you in the future." An Qingli moved her mind to comfort her, threw a talisman to explode a wave of monster frogs rushing towards her, and then picked up a spirit beast bag, Then Yuqi chased the cloud boots and ran away.

Xiao Jintan held back his joy, held out his thumb-thick golden tree pole, and comforted him: "A twisted melon is not sweet, who made this little tiger cub bark his teeth viciously at his savior? He was only two days old, and his wits have not yet opened. , I don’t blame it for being so stupid that I don’t know good or bad. Qingli’s luck is too strong, so it’s good to divide the luck.”

The rhinoceros beast hugged the cub with its four hooves, sat on the ground like a wooden stake, and said in a muffled voice: "If you really plan to find a new owner for the cub, you must find a good one. If the fat and water don't flow to outsiders, An Qing Gold, there are a lot of tigers in the gold spells he practiced, um, just him. And he is also the young patriarch of the An family, so he should be able to afford the price."

Xiao Jintan also nodded, it likes gold the most, An Qingjin's gold spell is gold, it likes it.

"Golden Tiger with Thunder Tiger? It sounds good, so let's see what they see." An Qingli released her divine sense, swept to another place, and quickly moved over.At dawn, there will be people like her, rummaging around to pick up good things, she needs to hurry up.

The spirit beast held the cubs that hadn't eaten enough, looked at the restless spirit beast bags, and said again: "Qingli, many cubs are starving, please bring in more monster frog corpses."

"This one is."

An Qingli sighed. It's hard to be a good person. Now that you have picked up these spirit beasts, you have to be responsible for their rations for the next year.So, very bluntly, he put all those demon frogs lying on the ground into the storage ring.

Such an act of plucking the wild goose's hair naturally alarmed those people not far away.

Since the fifth-order monster frog had been driven away by An Qingli, many people had already set up the defensive formation, and returned to the defensive formation with broken limbs.Without the leader of the fifth-tier monster frog, it would be able to deal with these second-tier and third-tier monster frogs by spending more spirit stones to operate the defensive formation.

The Duobao hill is so big inside and out, there are always some people who are far away from each other, and they don't know the seventh-order Ruyi formation.

"Which family did it come from? Even the corpses of the first-order monster frogs are collected, and they are roasted and eaten?"

In the defensive formation, a monk who had half of his buttocks bitten off by demon frogs was so unbalanced that he lay on the ground and let out a cold snort. mortal sin.His companions were quite frightened, one glared at him and told him to shut up, and the other hurriedly apologized to An Qingli.

An Qingli, who was dressed as a casual cultivator, held a storage bag in her hand, carefully collected the things on the ground, and glanced at them lightly, but they were just people who didn't matter, so she didn't bother them.

It wasn't until An Qingli walked away that the group of people dared to wipe their sweat secretly.

A large group of monster frog corpses were put into the storage bag by An Qingli.Although the storage bag can hold dead objects, it cannot keep them from decaying for a long time. When I have time tomorrow night, I will sort out these monster frog corpses and refrigerate them in the pool where the cold stone is raised.

An Qingli consumed most of the altar of spirit wine, and the monster frogs in the Duobao hills were densely turning around for almost two hours.

It was still dark in the secret realm at this time, and there was about an hour and a half before dawn, and there were still frogs calling in the Duobao hills, but it was much quieter than when it first fell into the night.

A few people, seeing that there were fewer frogs, knew that those frogs would not be able to please them here, and they must have been attracted by the sound of frogs from other places.

Then these people, like An Qingli, came out to pick up storage bags, wearing vestments that were at least high-grade spiritual weapons.

(End of this chapter)