Cui Lanshu looked up at Lin Bujia, who was suspended in mid-air, and was almost scared to death!

Standing on the basis of nothingness, this is the biggest sign of the golden elixir stage!

This cloaked man who he thought was just a cover-up was not only decisive and ruthless in his actions, but his strength far exceeded expectations.

Although I don’t know how this shameless Jindan old monster managed to break through the limitations of his cultivation and sneak in.

But this magical power that stands out of thin air is genuine and is right in front of you, and there is absolutely no way it can be faked!

This time, the car really overturned and ended up at my grandma’s house!

Cui Lanshu's angry mood cooled down instantly, and now he only felt boundless fear in his heart.

"We must run! Now that this old Jindan monster has exposed his strength, he has no intention of leaving him alive!"

"No matter how much I beg for mercy, it won't be of any use!"

He made a prompt decision, stuffed many pills into his mouth, and formed the seal again.

He can only use this spirit horse rat's replacement technique at most three times a day, otherwise not only will his spiritual power be exhausted, but there is also the risk of backlash.

This is why he must choose one between the two goals.

"Drink!"

Cui Lanshu roared with red eyes and tried his best to force out the last of the true energy from his body. However, the true energy provided by those pills was difficult to digest quickly, and it all accumulated in the meridians and squeezed each other.

He felt that his meridians were about to explode before he finally succeeded.

It disappeared in place with a "whoosh" sound.

What was replaced was a squeaking golden-haired rat.

…

Cui Lanshu looked at the dim library in front of him, his whole body relaxed, and he felt frightened after being in a trance.

He felt a sweetness welling up in his throat and quickly held it back.

This time he still remembered that his spirit colt was still there!

It must be called back!

Cui Lanshu was performing the seal seal, but he felt that the connection between the spirit horse mouse and himself had been severed, and his face suddenly turned pale.

This step was wrong, and not only did I miss the treasure.

He also ruined his two spirit colts and rats. The skills he practiced were no longer useful, which meant that most of his cultivation was wasted!

He was furious: "I, I...cough cough cough...poof!"

Cui Lanshu finally couldn't hold it in any longer, his true energy was scattered all over his body, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted from anger.

…

The moment Lin Bujiu landed, he quickly grabbed the replaced golden-haired mouse.

"Snapped!"

A "soul-gathering body-binding" imprisonment talisman was affixed to the big rat, fixing it in place.

Since he had reminded Cui Lanshu that he could summon his spiritual pet back, of course he would never let such a thing happen.

Lin Bujia picked up the big golden-haired mouse and weighed it, and found that it was quite heavy.

The whole mouse was smooth and round, like a small bucket.

It can be seen that he was well raised.

The big golden-haired mouse was not born with intelligence. After losing contact with its owner, it fell into confusion.

The big mung bean eyes looked at Lin Bujia, blinking, big eyes staring at small ones.

Ming Xuechuan pondered: "This spiritual pet is called Lingju Rat, and six thousand years later it will be called Lingbao Rat. Because it can innately sense the treasures of heaven, material and earth, it is mostly used to hunt for treasures. Once it reaches a place, it can be exchanged with its owner."

location, directly ignoring certain restrictions."

"I didn't expect that it can still be used for combat now."

"As a spiritual pet, this spirit colt rat is actually a bit useless to you."

After all, no treasure-hunting spiritual pet could compare to everything she remembered in her mind.

The girl was raising the corners of her mouth proudly when she was suddenly startled.

Isn't she just comparing herself to a spiritual pet?

Who wants to be this guy’s pet?

But after thinking about it, I now rely on Lin Bujia for food and accommodation, and I have provided him with a position of heaven and earth treasures, which seems to be not much different from a spiritual pet...

The corners of Palace Master Ming's mouth suddenly changed from an upward angle of 30 degrees to a downward curve of 15 degrees, and her cheeks also bulged.

Lin Bujia touched the fur of the spirit colt rat: "I have never learned how to control a spirit beast, why not, uh... release it?"

"..."

Ming Xuechuan said angrily: "This spirit colt mouse has been raised as a spiritual pet since it was a child. You release it and you don't know how to survive on its own."

"Besides, I see that this eye is moving. It should be a spiritual intelligence soon. Let's keep it as a pet."

She thought that since she had a pet status, of course she was no longer one.

Well, very reasonable.

Lin Bujia nodded with joy, thinking of the little black fish he had just collected in the picture: "Anyway, raising one is raising, raising two is raising, it's just to prepare some more food."

Ming Xuechuan: "..."

Why does she always feel like this guy is hinting at her?

She doesn't eat much...right?

She feels aggrieved by eating leftovers every day.

Fortunately, the portions of the leftovers are not too small, and most of them are directly in the pot.

——This guy is frugal by nature, and he often eats everything in his bowl. Only the overcooked dishes in the pot will be left to eat tomorrow.

With a little guilt, Ming Xuechuan taught Lin Bujia the simplest method of controlling beasts, erasing all the marks left by Cui Lanshu.

The spirit horse mouse was able to quickly understand some of Lin Bujia's commands, and jumped onto his shoulders and lay down consciously, its round eyes still filled with a hint of strangeness and vigilance.

He looks weak and cute.

Ming Xuechuan felt that this little thing was a perfect match for Lin Bujia, and he couldn't help but curl up his lips.

But soon, she remembered some past events.

There are countless spiritual beasts in this world, and the most noble and powerful among them is the true dragon.

However, true dragons are rare, and if you look at the Five Realms, there are not many of them in the world.

What's more, most real dragons are born with intelligence and will not be driven by others at will like these ordinary spiritual beasts. They can often become great demon cultivators themselves and will never be willing to succumb to human hands.

Therefore, there are very few people in the world who can treat real dragons as spiritual pets.

Except for one person.

A hint of gloom flashed in Ming Xuechuan's eyes.

It's the devil!

As everyone knows, the most iconic features of the "Lintian Demon Lord" are the ironic white clothes and the powerful golden-scaled dragon beneath him.

If someone who didn't know about it saw it, they would think it was a true immortal from the upper realm.

But six thousand years later, no one knew that this devil was full of evil, his hands were stained with blood, and he stepped on numerous corpses before he reached the top.

The real dragon that was subdued by the devil was named "Youhuang".

But the strange thing is that there are real dragons in the Dao Protector League, but they don't know the origin of the Right Emperor.

Even mortals know that dragons are born from dragons.

But this dragon seems to have jumped out of the stone...

Ming Xuechuan couldn't help but feel pity.

If we could know the origin of the Youhuang, we might be able to kill him in front of the devil now, or make him abandon the darkness and turn to the light!

"Miss Ming, this poisonous needle seems to be still usable, why not take it back and keep it?"

Lin Bujiu pointed at another spirit colt rat that died suddenly, and then touched the one on his shoulder.

The latter's mung bean eyes looked at the corpse of his companion, with a flash of confusion and loss. He squeaked and scratched Lin Bujiu's hair.

Lin Bujia comforted the colt rat: "Besides, this little thing seems to want me to bury its companion. I'd better give it some dignity."

Ming Xuechuan came back to his senses, nodded and said, "Okay."

Lin Bujiu carefully put away the poisonous needle. As a "stolen item", it was not easy to put it in the storage bag.

He continued to stuff it into the skull fantasy picture.
To be continued...