Xianlu Spring and Autumn

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Guanhai Building, five floors, facing west.

Ye Bai and Mo Er forgot all their troubles, and ate a large meal in the most famous mortal restaurant in the water city.

Although the monks don't eat fireworks in the world, the two of them are not too old, and they have just been admitted to the Taiyi Sect. They are in a good mood. They will leave for Bilan Mountain tomorrow. Today, they simply let go of their arms and have a drink.

Guanhai Building is known as the first building in Xiangdu. It has a magnificent and majestic reputation. The sea of ​​burial gods, but that is only for monks, but for ordinary people, it is an excellent scenery. At this moment, many young men and women are looking at the blue sky and blue sea, and they are full of admiration. [

Cheerful laughter resounded from time to time in the building, Mo Er couldn't help but raised his head from the delicious food, smacked his lips a few times, and complained: "If you really throw these guys into the sea of ​​burial gods, I'm afraid they will be left as scum in no time." nothing."

Ye Bai took a long sip of the most famous rose dew in Guanhai Tower, feeling his throat was so cold to the bone, he praised it in his heart, and wondered: "What can these mortals kill? Could it be that they can also provide you with spiritual aids?" Can't Baby Stone succeed?"

Mo Er put down the jade chopsticks and said with a smirk: "You are still too inexperienced. Although these mortals have no treasures, their flesh and blood are very attractive to the low-level monsters in the sea. They are the best delicacy in the eyes of sea beasts. It’s about the same as the pig ears you just ate.”

Ye Bai was taken aback, his stomach suddenly felt a little churned, he didn't have any interest in eating anymore, he drank in a muffled voice, slandering in his heart, this old fat man only likes to do things like burning zithers and cooking cranes, killing scenery.

He quickly remembered another thing and asked, "In this way, the mortals in Shuicheng are not very dangerous, don't they need to go fishing?"

Mo Er nodded and said: "The fishermen in Shuicheng usually only fish near the coastline, and they don't go too far, but sea beasts don't dare to come to Xiangdu to make trouble, because there is a Nascent Soul monk named Qiu Zhen who sits in the town personally. Speaking of it, This is also what I admire the most about him, a great cultivator is not willing to pursue the Dao, but to keep ordinary people safe, this kind of heart is not something ordinary people can have."

Ye Bai was startled, then thoughtful.

Perhaps, he simply wanted to protect this place that had brought him the deepest memory.

Suddenly, Ye Bai had a strange omen in his heart, and asked in a low voice, "This little thing, how could his nose be so sensitive, you can even smell the aroma of wine in the beast card—"

I saw Ye Bai take out the beast sealing card, with a light touch, the chubby little raccoon body appeared on the table.

"Zhizhi", as soon as the little raccoon was born, he was so excited that he opened his teeth and claws, picked up the jug and drank it, until he hiccupped after a few breaths, and then gave Ye Bai a look of resentment.

Ye Bai spoke to him, but he didn't know that Mo Er beside him stared even more blankly, pointed at the little raccoon, and said intermittently after a long time: "Junior brother, where did you get this guy?"

Ye Bai was full of doubts, it's just a civet cat, there's nothing to be surprised about, so-called: "I picked it in the forest."

"puff!"

Mo Er choked up and coughed for breath, he patted his chest several times and said: "You boy, the luck of the dog is really good, this kind of civet cat, to be precise, should be a treasure hunting civet, with an extremely keen sense of treasure , is an invaluable helper for monks when hunting treasures, and yours, with a black background and white spots, if I remember correctly, should be a descendant of the king's blood in the treasure hunter family, and the spiritual sense is far superior to that of ordinary treasure hunters. It will be of great benefit in the future.”

Mo Er said with a salivating and envious expression on his face, wishing he could stuff it into his pocket immediately.

is not it?Is it that powerful?

Ye Bai looked at Mo Er suspiciously, don't say he didn't believe it, even the little raccoon who could understand human speech looked at Mo Er as if you were lying.

Ye Bai thought about it carefully and said: "Brother, are you reading wrong? There are still many monsters who are sensitive to aura. Besides, this little guy, apart from finding a few rotten fruits and pieces of broken mines, he didn't find any advanced ones. Goods." [

The little raccoon quit immediately, put down the jug, gesticulated and squeaked strangely, how can I talk, give me back my things.

It's a pity that people don't care.

Mo Erdao: "Let me answer your first question first. Basically, most monsters have an innate sense of spirit grass and spirit stones, but this distance is extremely short, and it is purely produced by five senses. The treasure hunter comes from the instinctive talent of the soul, which is different, if you don’t believe me, you can ask it yourself.”

Hearing this, the little civet immediately raised its toes and pushed its plump chest out with all its strength.

Ye Bai knew its virtues, so he didn't look at it, and asked, "What about the second question?"

Mo Erhao gave him a sideways glance for no reason, and said earnestly, "Junior brother, what cultivation level are you now, what dangerous place can you go to, and what good things can you expect it to bring you, you blame the wrong person ah!"

Ye Bairu was hit with a stick, rolled his eyes and said, "Even if I can go to those dangerous places, with its cultivation level in the Qi refining period, it's still a question of whether I can save my life."

The little raccoon was immediately dejected and breathless. Speaking of which, its strength hadn't improved for a long time, which was one of the reasons why Ye Bai never dared to release him.

"This is indeed a problem. It stands to reason that a treasure hunting raccoon in adulthood should not only have this strength. Let me think about it." Mo Er scratched his head and said for a moment: "Junior brother, what do you usually feed him?"

Ye Bai recalled that since he took over this little guy, he basically didn't take care of it, and said embarrassingly: "Except for freeing them, except for throwing them into the beast seal, most of the time, he was left to look for food outside by himself."

"What?" Mo Er stood up abruptly, his eyes almost burst into flames.

Seeing it, Ye Bai felt chills all over his body, and hurriedly said: "Sometimes I will feed it a few spirit stones, although there are not many, but you know, senior brother, I don't have a lot of money."

Mo Er sat down slumped, and said with a mournful face as if he hated iron for being weak: "You waste everything, junior brother!"

"Senior brother, what do you mean by this?"

Mo Er said solemnly: "Although the spirit stone is good, it is of no great use to it. The evolution of monsters needs to be fed with the flesh and blood of monsters. The stronger the monsters, the better for their evolution. , but it still needs to be done step by step, don't be greedy and don't overuse, be careful if you can't absorb it, you will explode and die."

Ye Bai thought for a while, and said strangely: "No, senior brother, I lived with it in the mountains for nearly ten years, and killed quite a few monsters. I have never seen it eat these."

This time, even Mo Er was dumbfounded, thought for a long time and said, "Could it be that this little guy doesn't eat flesh and blood?"

The two looked at the little raccoon, who shook its paw with a face full of disdain, and said in its heart: Grandpa doesn't eat that kind of food.

"What should we do now? It doesn't want to eat it." Ye Bai looked at Mo Er, he now had some expectations for the little raccoon.

Mo Er took a deep breath, with a fierce gleam in his eyes, pretending to be mysterious, he said: "It is said that there is a way to boil an eagle for ordinary people, so you might as well give it a try."

Ye Bai asked curiously, "How to cook?"

Mo Er pretended to be ruthless, decisive and righteous, and said sternly: "One word, hungry! Cut off its spirit stone, seize its fine wine, drain the spirit energy in the sealed beast card, starve for three years first, and see if it eats or not." !” [

"Oh!"

The little raccoon's eyes went dark when he heard it, he gasped and fell down on the table.

Going back to my hometown and throwing seedlings for a day, buddy, this old waist is considered useless, please collect it to comfort