Ordinary first-level monsters can understand the meaning of their master and express their basic emotions, but it is impossible to express detailed opinions. Even if the queen bee who has evolved into the blue-backed alcoholic bee, can only communicate with Qingyang in a relatively simple way, so Qingyang is not afraid that the spotted deer will reveal the existence of the alcoholic bee.

The unknown is the most terrifying thing. It leaves a suspense in their minds that makes them unable to guess their true trump card and can better ensure their safety.

After Ma Yingjiao made his statement, he took his spiritual beast, the spotted deer and walked down the mountain. Ma Hai hurriedly followed behind. After the two of them gradually disappeared from the foot of the mountain, Qingyang turned around and returned to the hut.

At the foot of the mountain, Ma Yingjiao held the spotted deer with a stern face, and the atmosphere was extremely dull. Ma Hai finally couldn't help but say, "Cousin, it's okay if you hit me, how can I kneel down and kowtow in front of an outsider? Isn't this a shame to our entire Ma family?"

Hearing Ma Hai's words, Ma Yingjiao was immediately angry and said angrily: "You have long lost the Ma family's face, so how could it be my turn to lose it? If you hadn't bitten people for a trivial matter, how could you provoke this guy? It would have been fine if you were embarrassed, but I would have made me give my face to ask for help. Fortunately, there are not many people who know about this matter. Otherwise, how could I still be in the circle in the future? I don't know what kind of brain you are like."

Ma Hai was sprayed with a spit on his face by his cousin, but he didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction. He could only smile awkwardly and said, "I didn't expect this guy to be so powerful, and he didn't harm him in this way."

"Did you not understand what I said just now? Why? Do you still feel that I am not embarrassed enough? Do you want to throw it away again?" Ma Yingjiao said angrily.

"He is just a little servile disciple. Are you afraid that a master from the outer courtyard like me, a cousin, will he not succeed?" Ma Hai murmured.

Ma Yingjiao was a little disappointed and said, "What kind of stimulation method do you use to scare me? It can scare my deer like this. At least it is a master in the late stage of Qi training, or even the foundation-building stage. If there is no such master behind the back, how can he explain that he is a traitor disciple with an average qualification who can break through to the ninth level of the Kaimai Realm at the age of 18 or 19? Such a person is not willing to offend him easily. You usually rely on the influence of the Ma family to bully some ordinary disciples, but this time he chose someone with a backstage. Isn't he brain-related illness?"

"Then let it go?" Ma Hai said.

"What else can you do if you don't forget it? I'll hide when I see him in the future." Ma Yingjiao said.

Ma Yingjiao was also very frustrated. A small errand disciple actually detained his spirit beast and asked him to come over to apologize in person. It was really outrageous. If it were normal, he would be nice sooner or later. But thinking about the fact that there were people behind this guy who secretly supported him, which was not easy to mess with, so I could only swallow this temporarily and wait until I find out the situation clearly in the future.

Let’s not talk about what Ma Yingjiao and Ma Hai think. After sending these two people away, Qingyang ushered in another period of time to practice with peace of mind.

The days afterwards were the same as those two and a half years ago. He handed over the matter of guarding the Spirit Valley to the alcoholic bee. Qingyang himself kept his door to thank the guests every day, leaving behind all distracting thoughts and practicing hard. Only when he was hungry would he get up and get some food to replenish his energy.

In addition to practicing, Qingyang will also practice the Concentration Rate from time to time to exercise his spiritual consciousness intensity. Perhaps he is familiar with it, but now practicing Concentration Rate is no longer as painful as before.

The rich spiritual energy around it, combined with a certain amount of elixirs and spirit stones, as well as pollen and nectar snatched from the mouth of the alcoholic bee, Qingyang's cultivation improved rapidly.

Another half a year has passed, and Qingyang's cultivation level has completely reached the peak of the ninth level of the Mai Kai Realm, reaching the point where he can break through the Qi Refining Period. Because of his frequent practice of the Concentration Decision and his spiritual consciousness is very strong, Qingyang can feel that his realm is very stable and there should not be too big bottlenecks, and maybe he doesn't even need Qi Concentration Pill.

However, now the Ling Valley is about to harvest, and the guardian task has been much more than before. The wine-loving bee is a little too busy, so he dare not be distracted to improve his cultivation. The people from the Cultivation Garden may also come here at any time. It is not safe to improve their cultivation here. I can only wait until this task is over and return to his own courtyard before finding a way to break through his cultivation.

Because the Spirit Valley is about to mature, there are more and more birds, beasts, insects and birds that have been stolen during this period, but there are swarms of alcoholic bees, and there are no loopholes to get into. In just half a year, the queen bees who love alcoholics caught another forest-walking beast, two red-eyed rabbits, two mountain rats, a mixed-haired pheasant and four or five tailless birds. They were also skinned and eaten by Qingyang, and the rest were hung under the eaves.

Not only these things, but also many small insects also steal the Spirit Valley. Their appetite is not very large, but they accumulate a lot, not a small amount. In the past, when others were guarding the Spirit Valley, the losses were mainly in this regard. However, under the protection of the alcoholic bee swarm, these small insects had nowhere to start, and almost all those who dared to steal the Spirit Valley were killed.

After his divine consciousness was strong, Qingyang became more and more skilled in controlling the spirit sword. Now he is driving the Red Flame Sword to attack in the air, even if he is not much worse than the newly promoted Qi Refining Cultivator.

After the true energy is strong, it can support the casting of spells. Qingyang can skillfully cast those common spells. After mastering these simple spells, Qingyang tried to refine talismans and refine them into them. However, he tried many times, and his success rate has never been very high. He barely refined one, and his power is pitifully small, which is much worse than the one Li of the magic arrows he used to refine. Perhaps he really has no talent in this regard.

In half a year, the plants in the Zuixian Gourd did not change much. The Linggu spiritual herbs planted in Yuling City have only grown to about one and a half feet high.

And the four spirit seedlings only grew less than an inch. The only change was that the flower buds on the ten thousand-year-old red roof bloomed. The flowers were not big, but they looked temptingly red and the fragrance of flowers was so swaying that people couldn't help but want to smell it a few more. Even the alcoholic bees were unwilling to leave when they saw it.

However, there are still too few flowers that are red in the world and are of little use. Refining the Pill of the Continuous Pill and the Shou Longevity Pill is not enough to try it once or twice in Qingyang. Therefore, these spiritual flowers cannot move normally, and can only respond to emergency situations when the bees with alcoholism have no food.

More than three years ago, Qingyang came into contact with the cultivation of immortality, and then because of a psycho-opening pill that his master had taken the risk of his life, he embarked on the road to cultivation of immortality. At that time, after his skill in his body was condensed by the Changsheng Art, it could only be considered as the third level of the psycho-opening realm. It has only been less than four years since his cultivation level has been improved to the peak of the ninth level of the psycho-opening realm.
Chapter completed!