I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Feng Yiyi and Da Zhuang have been getting along with each other for an hour here, and the two fire falcons on the other side have just successfully recognized their master.

The main reason is that the Fire Falcon is still relatively large, and there are no branches to rely on in the land of clan souls. The long-term attack and staying in the air consume a lot of their soul power.

In the real world, fire falcons can still glide by airflow, but in the land of clan souls, they have to flap their wings desperately if they want to avoid falling.

Of course, Yang Zhao also contributed to this.

As long as the Fire Falcon falls, it will be the home field of mankind.

In the end, only the handsome guy who entered first was left.

By the time the two fire falcons started to grab the little bean man and fly into the sky, handsome guy Bao had just subdued the trap rat.

He bit the trap rat's head firmly.

Handsome guy Bao is the most embarrassed among the four.

Although the process was awkward, it was successful in the end.

"Oh my God."

Yang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. He was more tired in the past half day than he had been in a battle.

After all, although she could blow a black whistle, she couldn't blow it too obviously. Otherwise, these ferocious beasts would be unconvinced and easily make mistakes when recognizing their master.

But it was also her first time to blow this black whistle, and she was inexperienced. She had to figure out whether it was gentle or slow, just for fear that the bullied beast would feel that it was being bullied.

en...Only those who bully it know what kind of bullying it has suffered.

"Wise words."

Yang Zhao took out his mobile phone and started recording.

From the tall and muscular one supporting Feng Yiyi, to the fire falcon gliding in the sky holding the two lucky ones, to the trap rat running up to the head of handsome guy Bao to show off his power.

Every ferocious beast was photographed handsome and cute by her.

The video account has not been updated for a long time, and she finally thought of her poor fans who were waiting for food.

"I'm still so understanding today."

Yang Zhao was sitting on the big rock and started to look through the video. He was wondering if it was just when the video was cut that Feng Yi, a big man who stayed in the distance, came over.

"That's troubling you greatly."

Yang Zhao put down his phone and lowered his head: "Why don't you go play with Da Zhuang?"

"I want to ask Da Zhuang, when you publish the video, send me a photo of Da Zhuang."

I don’t know how the video software works. They can neither share Yang Zhao’s videos nor take screenshots of the videos.

What's more, when using video playback and recording with another mobile phone, the recorded picture is so pixelated that it looks like it was still alive in the 90s, and it's so blurry that you don't even recognize it.

According to netizens' speculation, this may be because the video website specially encoded Yang Zhao's video, causing its pixels to be arranged abnormally, in order to prevent other devices from recording.

"What's wrong with this?" Yang Zhao took out a still-charged mobile phone from his Qiankun bag and gave it to Feng Yiyi.

"Take a few photos of yourselves, choose the ones that look good and tell me, and I will send them to you all in private messages."

Feng Yiyi happily took the phone and thanked him repeatedly.

Then the two calves were running towards Da Zhuang.

"Big, strong, strong, your online account will also have your beautiful photos in the future."

In the past few days, the account has been live broadcasting through text every day, and every day he writes a short paragraph about Feng Yiyi and Da Zhuang's daily life, like a short composition.

But in the field of cute pets, photos and videos can add 80 points.

Without photos or videos, it is all in vain to say how brave and brave Da Zhuang is.

Humans are such visual animals.

Feng Yi grabbed the phone one by one, feeling that his soul was a little at ease.

Although these days have been fantastic, who knows how frustrating it is to live without a mobile phone.

Now, even if this phone can only be used to take pictures, she feels at ease just holding it in her hand.In the next ten minutes, Feng Yi took more than 100 photos one by one.

Finally, someone else snatched the phone and took a photo of Feng Yiyi and Da Zhuang.

Some hugged Da Zhuang's legs, some lay on Da Zhuang's body, especially on Da Zhuang's back, and some hugged Da Zhuang's wolf face.

There are more and more people around, and more and more people are taking photos.

Handsome guy Bao and the others also squeezed in.

They also wanted to take some photos to keep.

Now is the era of self-media, and everyone has a desire to be an internet celebrity.

What's more, they also have such a spiritual beast that can fetch hundreds or tens of millions just by selling it.

After the ferocious beast recognizes its master, it can be called a spiritual beast in the world of cultivation.

Because the ferocious beast started to follow the secular rules.

The group of them took pictures all afternoon. When the weather gradually got dark, everyone reluctantly returned their cell phones that were about to run out of battery.

"Sir, we each selected ten photos. Can you take a look?"

Yang Zhao took his phone and looked through it. There were forty photos in total, and they were all pretty good.

She flipped through the recently deleted photos in the photo album and saw thousands of photos of all kinds.

It takes a lot of perseverance to choose forty photos among so many.

The photos taken of Coyote were all majestic and domineering. In all the photos, Da Zhuang has strong and majestic hair, and there is no hair loss anywhere.

I can only take photos that are cute, fresh and natural.

But when he is put together with the little bean man, compared to the one-meter-plus little man, the trap mouse looks a bit scary.

Apart from the falcon resting on the tree, the rest were the two falcon owners taking aerial photos of each other, and the photos were quite domineering.

"Sir, what brand is your mobile phone? The pixels are great when taking pictures, and it doesn't shake at all."

Feng Yiyi looked at the phone with greedy eyes.

Of course, it’s not just because it takes good photos, it’s also because this phone is in the world of cultivation.

"I don't know. I'll use it if it's given to me. Don't worry, I'll send you this photo. It's getting dark now, so hurry up and take a look."

When he returned to the temple, Yang Zhao stuffed a lollipop into his mouth, took off the Taoist plaque hanging around his neck and put it on the back of his phone. He first sent the forty photos to Na Feng Yiyi and the four lucky ones.

Then upload the video taken in the afternoon to the video platform.

While he was doing his work here, Yang Zhao heard someone knocking on the door.

"Master, why are you here?"

Shen Ruoyu has not been seen for many days since he returned to Yunyangguan.

"Come out, I'll tell you something."

If there is nothing special, Shen Ruoyu never enters Yang Zhao's house.

It was already dark at this time, the wind on the mountain was blowing loudly, the Xiaodou people had all gone back, and only a few lights were left in the huge Yunyang Temple.

"Master, if you have anything to do, just give me your instructions directly."

"Do you still remember the soul that came back with me?"

The TV set is like snowflakes. The Sky Tomb is his cemetery. Of course Yang Zhao still remembers it.

However, the ghosts in the world of cultivation don't seem to have any obsession with their own graveyards. They just leave as they say.

The Lord of the Heavenly Tomb is like this, and so is Shen Ruoyu.

"Of course, you said."