Future Yuanneng Chronicle

Chapter 1231 Ceratosaurus Cone

In the dark red space.

Gu Xi stopped a strange scene that made her feel a little uncomfortable, and there seemed to be still gold and red in front of her eyes. She waved her hand and teleported the water clone with magical powers.

At the same time, throw the surviving and weak dragon beasts into the sea.

Asking the turtle steward to bring back hundreds of thousands of weak or intact dragon beasts is just a simple matter of imprinting consciousness. Most of the dragon beasts here are extremely simple-minded.

A large part of them were matured from second-order ordinary sea beasts to today's third-order dragon beasts.

None of the fourth ranks.

This should be related to the need for will at the fourth level, but at the third level, which requires sympathy with the world, there is also the possibility of quick success. Under the active infusion of the inner breath of the golden channel world, the blood and breath of the sea beasts grow passively.

reached the third level.

In the end, it became the food provided by this dragon weapon spirit to the little master.

Correct!
Gu Xi already understood.

It turns out that the so-called 'Dragon Palace' is just a tool for ripening and manufacturing food.

In other words, it is a kind of absorption of the high and strange aura in the transformation channel, and then extracts the evolved blood and vitality from the bodies of these dragon beasts again, and finally condenses into something that looks like 'ancestral blood'!

The reason why there are dragon beasts to leave.

It is just a means to attract some intelligent and vigilant sea beasts. After all, it is obvious that the third-order sea beasts are more welcome here, so that the consumption will be less and the harvest will be more.

"Old Jiao! Come out!"

Gu Xi actually didn't have much aversion to this method.

Although I was a little upset because I almost involved my subordinates, fortunately, I returned quickly, and the dragon beasts among the subordinates were almost "killed" because they were 'fat enough'.

Gu Xi thought of a question.

When I was attracted by the Light Gate, what was the threat?

Could it be that the little master of the old horn is actually referring to little Zijin?
Bang bang bang!
He vented his unhappiness in his heart.

That old voice was as quiet as a chicken, not only did not make any sound, but also turned a deaf ear to Gu Xi sending the 'food' away.

After Gu Xi exhausted all means, she was about to give up. At this time, a thin layer of golden light appeared on her body. In her consciousness, a group of rescued dragon beasts were thanking and praying to the Lord.

And some strength of faith comes from unknown places.

"little Master!"

Gu Xi almost lost the idea of ​​finding the old horn again, but this old voice suddenly appeared in front of her, and at the same time, a golden-red shadow appeared in front of her.

puff!
It's a somewhat odd figure.

Looming like a phantom formed by mist, the phantom can't see the face clearly, and can only roughly see that it seems to be wearing an antique robe. The most obvious feature is a golden reddish double-pronged long horn on the head.

The eyes also felt red, as if they were shining red.

If it weren't for the intimacy that rose from his heart, Gu Xi's first reaction would have been to regard the other party as the legendary evil monster or something. After all, he looks too... like some kind of demon described in ancient books.

Pointy red eyes?

Does that have a tail?

Gu Xi subconsciously looked behind the phantom, but unfortunately it was still a golden-red mist, and she couldn't tell if there was anything like a tail, which made her feel a little disappointed.

After the other party yelled at Gu Xi, he didn't say a word, as if he was looking at Gu Xi.

His eyes were shining red, and he seemed extremely excited.

Well?Doesn't seem silly anymore?
Gu Xi was too puzzled, she was silent for a long time like the other party, and then said: "Why do you call me little master, what if I'm not?" What she wanted to ask was actually not this.

It's just that Mo Ming asked.

"The little master is the little master, the old Jiao can feel it! It's the little master who's back!"

The old voice seemed to be a little brighter, full of excitement, without the feeling of weakness that disappeared at any time, Gu Xi blinked his eyes to suppress the sadness, and tried his best to organize his words.

"what are you?"

Suppressing the prepared question about the 'little master', Gu Xi calmly made some necessary understandings first, her soul touched the purple-gold supernatural power seal, and the feeling from the seal made her calm.

"The little master has been reborn, and the old horn is so happy." The fog-shaped phantom in front of him seemed to be dancing, and it was obvious that his mind was going to be abnormal again.

Gu Xi interrupted: "What are you!?" The voice was a bit harsh and coercive.

He Wen woke up the phantom old horn, his misty hand wiped his face, his voice cleared up a bit, a clear and youthful face seemed to appear for a moment, and of course the mist blurred again in an instant.

"The old horn is the spirit of the toy left by the master to the young master!"

Toy! ?
Isn't it the dining room?Or a food manufacturing factory?
Guxi was a little confused for a moment, but what the hell is a toy? Of course, she quickly accepted the spirit of the weapon, that is to say, this old Jiao is the spirit of the 'Dragon Palace'.

After seeing the tower spirits of Tongtian Tower and Tianyuan Tower, Gu Xi has a high acceptance of humanoid artifact spirits.

"Then why do you want to eat and get these dragon beasts out?"

Gu Xi maintained an undiminished sense of vigilance, and asked the planned questions one by one, such as why did he appear here?How did you recognize her?What's going on here?

Zero zero total.

As soon as the other party asked Fan Sha, Gu Xi shouted angrily, and the effect seemed to be good. The other party was convinced by this move, and instantly regained a clearer sense of reason. Gu Xi also asked the reason.

"Little master, take away the ceratopsian cone imprint, the old horn's consciousness can't hold on any longer!"

After answering Gu Xi's many questions, Qi Ling's old horn suddenly said to Gu Xi.

From his misty phantom, the golden-red horns at the prongs of his head stretched out in front of Gu Xi, and the whole phantom really became a state of dissipation, as if it would disappear at any moment.

Gu Xi paused, feeling a little complicated.

Basically, she believed this person, especially after the other party explained, some of the contents of the dragon egg dream became clear. Others could be faked, but the original breath could not.

In that dream, the dragon egg was also taken care of by a weapon spirit.

It's just that this weapon spirit is very weak. At the beginning, it couldn't even speak. It could only turn into a prototype and play while being pressed back and forth by the violent dragon egg, and kept providing the dragon egg with the dragon's breath from her father and mother.

Yes, this is the meaning of the existence of the ceratopsian cone.

The hatching of a dragon egg does not only need energy, but also the dragon's breath from at least one of the parents. Moreover, it cannot be cut off. Or it cannot be cut off for too long.

It will affect many factors such as the growth and birth of dragon eggs.

The horn is the horn of the dragon father, why there is only the horn, this is not clear to Guxi, and neither is the old horn. The latter is a magic weapon of the dragon cone made by the dragon mother. A humanoid artifact transformed from a little inspiration.

What he knows is the task entered by the master after he successfully refined it.

Then there is the long daily life with the little master.

　Chapter 2 arrives, I sleep from time to time after taking the medicine, and I may keep changing twice a day tomorrow.

　　Take care of your health early for a good New Year.

　　The saddest thing is to quit, woo~ Persevere in two days to recover and continue to celebrate the New Year happily. If you can’t eat delicious food, what kind of year is it! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)