Beastmaster, I can set the evolution route

Kunpeng Qingyun flapped its wings and flew high, its huge wings almost covering half of the sky, but in the blink of an eye it turned into a small roc again, landed lightly on Li Qingzhou's shoulder, and then lay down comfortably.

The Fusang Sacred Tree Muyang slowly rises from the ground. Its branches are thick and leafy, like a huge green umbrella, providing a shade for the surrounding pets.

Its roots penetrate deeply into the soil, absorbing the essence of the earth and bringing vitality and vitality to the land.

Finally, the Zhuxian Sword Spirit turned into a stream of light and surrounded Li Qingzhou. The sword light flickered and was cold, but it also revealed an indescribable majesty and holiness.

Its existence made the entire garden seem to be enveloped in a faint sword intent.

Seeing these pet beasts playing freely on the grass and showing off their magical powers, Li Qingzhou couldn't help but smile.

He knew that although these mythical creatures were powerful and mysterious, they also needed freedom and space to unleash their true nature.

Confining them in Sumerana Precepts is not a long-term solution after all.

Only in this vast world can they truly show their style and strength.

Li Deyun and Yang Xiaoyun were resting in the courtyard. When they saw the pet beast summoned by Li Qingzhou, they suddenly became interested and ran over to watch.

"Hey, Qingzhou, why does this fox have nine tails? It's so fluffy and cute."

Mother Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help but touch Ping An's tail. The fur felt good to the touch.

He lay peacefully in the grass and did not resist.

He knew that Yang Xiaoyun was Li Qingzhou's mother and had no hostility.

If other people had treated the mythical beast master like a puppy, Ping An would have killed him eight hundred times.

"This sword is so powerful!"

Li Deyun first took a fancy to the Zhuxian Divine Sword.

He wanted to play with it in his hand, but he was afraid of the sharp sword energy emanating from the sword, so he looked at Li Qingzhou and asked, "Qingzhou, can I touch this?"

"Okay, Father."

Li Qingzhou smiled and nodded.

Then he looked at the Zhuxian Sword and said, "Control the sword energy and don't hurt my father."

Zhu Xianjian was reluctant, "I am a mythical creature. How can I let a mortal play with it at will? That would be too out of style."

Although he was unwilling to do so, he still restrained all his breath.

Li Deyun carefully took the Zhuxian Sword. The ancient and mysterious sword seemed to be gently awakened by a dragon that had been sleeping for thousands of years in his hands, but was restrained by an inexplicable force and no longer showed its edge.

He carefully stroked the sword's spine, and every line revealed the traces of time and extraordinary history, making him sigh at the history and power carried by this sword.

"Qingzhou, this sword is really extraordinary. I feel that it contains endless stories and power."

Li Deyun looked up at Li Qingzhou, his eyes shining with curiosity and awe.

"What's its name? Any special story?"

Li Qingzhou smiled slightly and explained: "It is called the Zhuxian Sword. It is one of the ancient artifacts. It has the supreme power to kill demons and destroy all laws."

Hearing this, Li Deyun was even more amazed. He gently put the Zhuxian Sword back on the ground, for fear that his carelessness would desecrate this sacredness.

Turning around, his eyes were attracted by the towering Fusang Sacred Tree.

"Is this tree also your pet? It looks so ancient and solemn, as if it can reach straight to the sky." Li Deyun admired.

"Yes, Father. This is the sacred hibiscus tree. It not only brings vitality to this land, but also protects everything around it. Its roots are deeply rooted in the earth, and its branches and leaves are like an umbrella protecting the creatures below."

Li Qingzhou introduced, his eyes full of tenderness and respect.

At this time, Yang Xiaoyun also joined their conversation. She knelt down and gently stroked Ping An, the fox with nine tails, who was leisurely in the grass.

Ping An squinted his eyes, enjoying the tenderness from humans, and occasionally patted the back of Yang Xiaoyun's hand with his tail, seeming to express his joy and trust.

"Qingzhou, you pet beasts are so powerful and docile, so enviable."

Yang Xiaoyun said with a smile, his eyes full of pride and joy for his son.

"Yeah, Qingzhou, it's amazing that you can have such a deep connection with these mythical creatures."

Li Deyun also echoed. He patted Li Qingzhou on the shoulder, his eyes full of expectations and encouragement for his son.

In this garden full of vitality and harmony, Li Qingzhou and his family share this rare tranquility and beauty.

He knew that no matter how bumpy the road ahead was, as long as he had these pets and his family by his side, he would move forward bravely, without fear of wind and rain.

"Come on, you're hungry. I'll give you something to eat."

Yang Xiaoyun moved a lot of food from home and distributed it to several pet animals.

There are fruits, there are meats, and there are dishes for humans to eat.

Although, after evolving into mythical creatures, Ping An and Taiping could hardly eat, but several pet beasts were still attracted by the scent and began to feast.

Yang Xiaoyun wiped his hands and watched this scene happily.

"Qingzhou, keep your pets here from now on. I think they are very docile. There is a big place here for them to move around."

She loved these pet beasts from the bottom of her heart.

"good."

Li Qingzhou smiled and nodded.

"By the way, father and mother, please taste this fruit."

As Li Qingzhou spoke, he jumped lightly and picked two crystal clear fruits with faint fluorescence from the lush branches of the Fusang sacred tree Muyang, like two bright stars falling into the mortal world, and gently placed them in the hands of his parents.

"What kind of fruit is this? It smells so good!"

Li Deyun took the fruit and sniffed it carefully first, with a glimmer of disbelief in his eyes.

The fragrance contained an ancient and mysterious power that made people intoxicated involuntarily.

"This is the legendary immortal fruit, a rare and precious fruit in the world."

Li Qingzhou explained with a smile, his voice full of warmth and pampering for his family.

"This fruit contains the essence of heaven and earth. Eating it can strengthen the body and prolong life. It is even said to have the effect of resurrecting the dead. Although it is exaggerated, its extraordinaryness can be seen."

Yang Xiaoyun was even more shocked when she heard this. She widened her eyes, and the fruit in her hand seemed to have become a priceless treasure.

"There is such a magical fruit? Qingzhou, where did you get it from?"

Her voice was full of surprise and emotion.

"This fruit is rare in the world, and only Muyang can produce it." Li Qingzhou pointed to the Fusang sacred tree behind him, his eyes flashing with awe and gratitude for nature, "Moreover, the number is extremely limited, even the most noble princes and nobles cannot easily get it."

Hearing this, Li Deyun and Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help but look at each other, a warm current surged in their hearts, and at the same time mixed with a bit of hesitation.

"Such a precious thing, is it really okay for us to eat it?" Yang Xiaoyun asked softly, with tenderness and reluctance in his eyes.

"Yes, Qingzhou, this fruit may have a more important meaning to you, we can't eat it."

Li Deyun also echoed that the thing was too precious, so he didn't dare to eat it.

However, Li Qingzhou just shook his head gently, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "It's okay. You are my parents, the closest and most noble people in this world. Nothing is more important than your health and happiness."

"Without you, there would be no me today."

Li Qingzhou's tone was firm and gentle.

Yang Xiaoyun's eyes turned red when she heard this. She held the fruit tightly in her hand, as if she was holding her son's full love.