The Sword Lord ascended to heaven with his beauty, but his original wife who died early was revived!

The decision of Youyue Wolf King was unexpected, but it seemed to be reasonable.

The realm of the sixth-order spirit beast is already equivalent to the golden elixir realm of human monks, and their wisdom is not weaker than that of humans. Such a decision must be the result of careful consideration.

This Nether Moon Wolf King is also different from other sixth-level spirit beasts in that it itself has Xuan-level bloodline.

Heaven, Earth, Xuan, Huang, even though "Xuan" is ranked third, it is already an incredible existence.

Spiritual beasts that can be included in these levels must at least have the ability to break through to the seventh level!

After a yellow-level spirit beast has completed its cultivation, it will have the ability to break through to the seventh level. The upper limit of a black-level spirit beast is much higher than that of the yellow level. In the future, it may even break through to the ninth level or even higher, which is equivalent to that of a human monk. Cultivation in the divided realm and combined realm...

Earth-level spirit beasts are stronger than Xuan-level ones, but there are only a few of the earth-level spirit beast races in the entire East Continent, and they will not show up in front of others easily. As for the heavenly level, they are all powerful spiritual beasts that can definitely ascend to the upper world. They may not be found in the East Continent. I am afraid that only places like the Middle Spirit Realm can find traces of the activities of those powerful spiritual beasts.

The Xuan-level Youyue Wolf King is already a very rare existence in Dongzhou in terms of bloodline alone.

If there could really be such a spiritual beast with extraordinary strength and great potential guarding Fu Yu, it would be too late for Fu Qingyu to be happy.

But what should be said must be made clear in advance.

Fu Qingyu looked at Youyue Wolf King with a serious expression, "You have been hurt by humans and experienced the loss of freedom. Why do you still choose to accept Yu'er as your master?"

At the same time as he asked this question, Fu Qingyu spread his consciousness and used it to perceive the "idea" transmitted by Youyue Wolf King.

The first answer given by Youyue Wolf King was completely within Fu Qingyu's expectation.

It said that Yu'er has an aura that it yearns for and relies on, and that practicing by his side will make you feel physically and mentally comfortable and get twice the result with half the effort.

The second answer was out of gratitude. The Youyue Wolf King believed that his life and that of his child were all saved by Fu Qingyu and Fu Yu's mother and son. Even if it was to repay the favor, it was willing to stay.

Fu Qingyu didn't speak and looked at Youyue Wolf King quietly.

Its raised head drooped slightly, and it gave a third answer.

Even as a sixth-level spiritual beast, it is too dangerous to live alone in the world of cultivation with a cub, especially since it has been targeted by a family like the Huang family.

It could see that although Fu Yu and Fu Qingyu were not high in cultivation, they had the ability to protect it, and staying with them would at least ensure that its cub grew up safely. And if it continues to practice with Fu Yu, its strength will grow rapidly. Power is the common pursuit of every human monk and spiritual beast living in the world of cultivation!

Compared to the previous answer, the last one is more candid.

Such an answer mixed with interests and sincerity made Fu Qingyu feel more at ease.

"Yu'er doesn't have the beast control technique in his hand. If you recognize him as your master, you need to take the initiative to recognize him as your master. You should know the consequences of doing so?" Fu Qingyu finally asked seriously.

Youyue Wolf King did not answer in a hurry.

Instead, he looked at Fu Yu and asked a question with two "oohs".

'If I accept you as my Lord, I will be willing to fight side by side with you and do my best to protect you when you are in danger. But if one day I die because of you, can you take good care of my only bloodline and ensure that it grows up safely? If it grows up and wants to leave, can you let it go? '

Fu Yu did not hesitate, "I can."

After getting the answer he wanted, a flash of determination flashed in the eyes of Youyue Wolf King. He stepped forward and motioned for Fu Yu to raise his right hand and cover his forehead with the palm of his hand.

Fu Yu raised his right hand and gently covered the shiny hair on the forehead of Youyue Wolf King.

After a while, a crescent mark the size of a fingernail appeared vaguely on the originally silver-gray hair. The mark flashed a few times, and then a drop of blood emerged from its forehead and slowly sank into Fu Yu's palm. Fu Qingyu was watching the whole process.

When the mark on Youyue Wolf King's forehead faded, the aura exuding from his body changed slightly, as if it was contaminated with some of Yu'er's aura.

There seems to be an extra layer of connection between one person and one wolf.

Fu Yu's feeling was more obvious.

When the blood of Youyue Wolf King sank into his palm, he seemed to be able to sense the thoughts of Youyue Wolf King. As long as he wanted to, Youyue Wolf King could sense his instructions without even speaking.

This feeling is somewhat subtle.

Even though he has raised spirit beasts for many years, this is the first time he has established such a close connection with them.

"Owner."

He vaguely sensed that Youyue Wolf King called him like this.

He was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't shout like that, just be the same as before."

I had never been able to communicate so smoothly with my thoughts before, and there was no problem with naming...

Fu Yu thought for a while and then said, "You have a sixth-level cultivation level and already have a child. You must be much older than me. Why don't you call me Yu'er like my mother?"

The conversation between a man and a wolf, and the wolf part, had he not deliberately sensed it with his spiritual consciousness, would still have been a wolf howl in Fu Qingyu's ears.

The last cry was obviously lighter and softer than the previous one.

Fu Qingyu had an inexplicable feeling that in the eyes of Youyue Wolf King when he looked at Yu'er, in addition to being close, there was also a hint of love, just like a mother looking at her child with a protective look...

It has been two full days since Fu Qingyu came to Tianfang City, and she has not left this two-entry courtyard in these two days.

When I went out again, I heard someone on the street talking about what happened to the Huang family in Xuanfang City a few days ago.

It is said that the Huang family was ransacked by a mysterious casual cultivator, and many things were stolen from the mansion. Even the ancestral hall where the jade tablet of birth was enshrined was broken into!

However, the Huang family did not disclose the specific items that were lost.

There is widespread speculation, and some even think that the Huang family may have lost the ancestral tablets and natal jade tablets enshrined in the ancestral hall!

"It is said that the casual cultivator was brought into the mansion by the third son of the Huang family. Now the elders of the Huang family have been alarmed. The third son of the Huang family has been fined and confined in the ancestral hall, where he must kneel down and worship the ancestral tablet. Even his father, the head of the family, did not speak for him. Use it."

"Okay, let him be so arrogant in normal times, now he has finally kicked the iron! When I went to Xuanfang City with my senior brother, I was whipped by his accompanying guard for bumping into his car... Tsk, that's right. I wonder who the rogue cultivator who looted the Huang family was, he really made me feel bad!"

Fu Qingyu walked past the teahouse, her ears twitching slightly to catch the conversation of the monks at the table by the window.

His steps never stopped, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hiding his merit and fame.