Mu Sheng is indeed very proud. Even if the sect has no owner, monks are not allowed to enter the barren mountains without permission. Mu Sheng stepped in and was not held accountable. It was also the spiritual plant garden left to him by the sect by default.
Many years have passed, and some barren mountains have had owners, and some that once had owners have lost their owners.
Mu Sheng sat on the back of the tiger, released his spiritual consciousness, and after identifying the mountain tops, he pointed out the barren mountains and informed the little fox. The little fox noted them down one by one, and when Mu Sheng left in the air, he ordered the little Thunder Winged Tiger to go there.
Next, I want to take the little Lei Yihu back to his old business.
Little Thunder Winged Tiger has just come out of the Mustard Seed Dimension, and everything he sees is new, so he naturally follows Little Fox, a seventh-level idle fox.
The little fox took it first, searching from hilltop to hilltop, and put all the spiritual herbs found into the Qiankun Belt.
The Qiankun Bag is a low-end storage bag. The interior space is not very large, but it does not require identification of the owner or the imprint of spiritual consciousness. Children as young as two or three years old can use it.
On this day, another mountain was harvested, and the little fox, riding on the little thunder-winged tiger with a full harvest, returned to the elixir peak under the gorgeous sunset, and happened to pass by the supreme Ruoshui Peak on the way.
"That's the top of my enemy's mountain!" The little fox raised its tail and angrily explained the reason to Lei Yihu, "When I was young, he was trapped in the formation for many days and almost starved to death! Have you ever tasted this?
I will never forget the feeling of starving to death!"
The little Thunder Wing Tiger roared with the same enemy. Of course it knows the feeling of being hungry. When it broke up the house and refused to obey the discipline, the harder it was beaten and the more violent the beating. Finally, the owner and the little Lingxi cut off its rations. It felt better once it was hungry.
God, it's so hungry that it doesn't even have the strength to tear down the house.
"Good boy!" The little fox was particularly satisfied with the little Thunder Winged Tiger's reaction. He raised his paw and patted the little Thunder Winged Tiger's head and said, "Pull the daddy down."
The little Thunder Winged Tiger actually followed the instructions without any objection, and immediately followed the instructions, even letting out a proud tiger roar, and then he flapped his tiger wings and left leisurely.
It has been hanging out with little foxes recently, and it has become very popular. Many high-level monks met them and even offered them spiritual fruits to eat. The little Thunder Winged Tigers all have their own Qiankun bags, hanging around their necks, a big bag full of them.
"What a good and obedient tiger cub." The little fox was quite satisfied. He patted the little Thunder Winged Tiger on the head and said happily, "Tomorrow, we will come to the mountain of Shangshan to keep him satisfied."
The little thunder-winged beast roared in response.
“Just this once!”
Ruoshui Peak, which was originally silent, suddenly heard a human voice. Although it was as calm as water, it seemed like invisible water waves were rippling, causing the little Thunder Winged Tiger to flutter its wings randomly.
The little Thunder Winged Tiger let out an angry roar and almost fell from the air. In the end, the little fox suddenly enlarged its body, carried the little Thunder Winged Tiger on its back, moved around in a few leaps, and hurriedly returned to Xiaojing Lake in the Spiritual Medicine Peak.
Mu Sheng was not here and was refining the ninth-grade elixir in the Grandmaster's Palace. Master Chu took the initiative to help pick the elixir and look after the furnace.
An Qingli is not here either.
Xiaojing Lake is empty and a bit deserted. There are only a few red-winged red butterfly bees, busy collecting flowers and making nectar.
"I haven't been home all day, so I should have gone to Wanfa Peak Wilderness again!"
The little fox didn't find An Qingli in Xiaojing Lake, so he rode the little Thunderwing Tiger as a mount and went to the fighting arena between Wanfa Peak and Baizhen Peak.
In the arena, there are all aggressive qi-training and foundation-building disciples, as well as some alchemy-forming monks.
Originally, the little fox was the most famous monster in the sect. Although its reputation was not very good, now it is riding a domineering Thunder Winged Tiger and descending from the clouds in a high-profile manner, which naturally attracts countless attention.
The sunset glow on the horizon is red and bright, like fire, and it reflects on people's faces with a red light.
The little Lei Yihu quickly found the owner of the contract. The owner was sitting cross-legged under the stage, watching the battle between Lei Linggen Sui Zhen and another mid-stage Foundation Establishment player.
The little fox jumped onto An Qingli's shoulder. At this time, An Qingli was wearing the clothes of a disciple of Wanfa Peak and changed his appearance. His identity was an ordinary inner disciple of Wanfa Peak.
As soon as the two monsters arrived, her new face was exposed again, and she would have to come here with another face tomorrow.
"Have a look." Sure enough, a disciple whispered to his companion, "I told you that the senior sister is a stranger, she might be the master's apprentice, but you still don't believe it."
"Yes, yes, you have sharp eyes, and you can recognize the master's disciples at a glance." Some people nodded convincingly, but there are so many foundation-building disciples in the sect, and new faces appear in the ring every day. Who has nothing to pay attention to the appearance of a strange fellow disciple?
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What's more, today's master and disciple are pretending to be a somewhat unsightly middle-aged female nun.
In this area, everyone has about the same cultivation level, and it is difficult to use spiritual consciousness to detect the age of each other. Who knows that the middle-aged female cultivator is actually a little girl pretending to be.
"Let's go and ask for medicine! The rate and quality of elixirs produced by the master's disciples are higher than those of many elders!"
In the Tianyun Sect, except for those who have a particularly close relationship, they basically refine a few levels of elixirs and seek help from an alchemist of a certain level.
An Qingli can refine fourth-grade elixirs, but he is still a third-grade alchemist to the outside world.
The disciples who were seeking medicine were eager to give it a try. Those who were not seeking medicine also planned to become familiar with An Qingli so that they could ask for medicine later. However, An Qingli had already anticipated the follow-up and took the little Thunder Winged Tiger back to the Spiritual Medicine Peak first.
go.
As soon as they returned to Xiaojing Lake in the Spiritual Medicine Peak, the little fox angrily scolded the superior and bullied the small. The spirit beast also came out of the mustard seed space, hid in the little fox, and listened to the little fox's complaint with great interest.
"That Supreme Being is so disrespectful to our family Mu Sheng!" The little fox stood on the head of the little Thunder Winged Tiger, and the little Lingxi hid on the little fox's head. The three beasts looked at An Qingli. "Little Qingli
, in the future, don’t make elixirs for Shangshan, and don’t let him make elixirs even if you have the materials. Let’s just let him eat the elixirs to see if he can’t advance to the next level, so how can he still be so impressive!”
"Why did Shangshan offend you?" An Qingli hugged the angry little fox and gently stroked it to smooth its fur.
The little fox said angrily: "I just let the little tiger cub reward him with a bunch of smelly things, but he didn't have the courage to do it, so he attacked us."
"If he really does it, you can still escape unscathed." An Qingli's face was full of black lines, and he dared to act wild in front of Shangshan. It was thanks to these two monsters that they had Mu Sheng's glory.
A few months ago, the leader of Tianyin Sect indulged the low-level disciples in gossiping and stayed in Yintai forever. It is said that he was swallowed by the Weak Water Hunyuan Banner and no bones were left.
The Weak Water Hunyuan Banner is the natal magic weapon of the Supreme Good. Because the banner swallows people without leaving any residue, some people slander it as an evil thing.
However, whether it is the Hunyuan Banner or her red lotus bone umbrella that sucks human blood, they are just tools to fight against the enemy. What's more, the Hunyuan Banner only kills people and does not rely on people's souls to practice, let alone let people die.
It will not be reincarnated again, and it cannot be considered an evil thing.
If someone who kills people ferociously is called an evil thing, then a sword cultivator's sword kills more people, and a talisman kills people and turns them into powder. Wouldn't it be more worthy of being called an "evil thing"?