Before the age of three, the Speedy Rabbit was a small one. At some stage after the age of three, it began to grow wildly, almost every day.
Of course, the spiritual grass and spiritual plants must keep up at this stage, otherwise it will easily grow into a soft-footed rabbit.
An Qingli's Speedy Rabbit has enough spiritual grass and spiritual plants, strong leg bones, and a very good foundation.
Riding a speeding rabbit, An Qingli walked around the Beast Control City. Within two days, he met many spiritual beasts.
Xiao Jintan's soul lay in An Qingli's temple, and he said with great interest: "The one-horned horse and the little Lingxi statue."
The one-horned horse is called a unicorn. It is also a high-level spiritual beast, but it is far inferior to the rhinoceros.
The Lingxi Beast has the blood of a divine beast, and its blood can detoxify hundreds of poisons. It also has extraordinary bloodline magical powers like the Lingxi Eye. What's more, An Qingli's one has also awakened the hidden magical power, and its value is even more inestimable.
Unicorns, on the other hand, are just beautiful in shape, fast in running speed, and good at attacking opponents with the sharp horns on their heads.
Little Lingxi glanced up, wanting to see the sharp horn on his head, but unfortunately he didn't see it, but he said unconvinced: "I am much more powerful than it, just like the gap between you and the Jasper Tree!"
"That's right, the little Lingxi can't be bought casually. It has to be one of the treasures on the black market." An Qingli looked at the unicorn's long, shiny and smooth hair, and her little Lingxi
Lingxi is covered in shiny skin, with only extremely short eyelashes all over her body.
The unicorns and other cubs in the cage kept showing their kindness to An Qingli, but An Qingli couldn't afford to feed so many mouths, so he rode the speeding rabbit and continued to the next stall to watch.
Look.
"Come on, come on, take a look, take a look!" Not far ahead, someone shouted with gongs and drums, "A thousand-year wonder, a thousand-year wonder!"
"What a thousand-year wonder?" Xiao Jintan happily urged An Qingli, "Let's go and have a look!"
A large group of people rode various monsters and rushed towards the place where the gong was being struck.
Everyone formed a circle in tacit understanding. In the center of the circle, there was a round wooden platform. On the wooden platform was a five-foot-high cage. The cage was covered with a black cloth that blocked out the detection of spiritual consciousness.
"Boss, what a thousand-year wonder, show it to us quickly!" someone urged.
The middle-aged boss smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Open your eyes wide, I promise you a feast for your eyes!"
"Can you see through what's in the cage?" An Qingli asked Xiao Lingxi.
The little Lingxi turned on its Lingxi eyes and shook its head in frustration. It was only at the fifth level. It was good at seeing through illusions and hidden objects, but it was not that good at seeing through the objects covered by this special black cloth. It had to wait for it to continue to advance.
Only then can Lingxi Eyes also advance.
"It's okay, my little Lingxi is already very powerful and will become even more powerful in the future."
An Qingli comforted her softly, and the little Lingxi immediately nodded happily. Little Jintan was also happy. He likes the little Lingxi to be simple-minded, easy to coax and deceive.
The onlookers urged with expectant eyes: "What on earth is this? Boss, please show it to me quickly!"
When the boss saw that there were enough people watching, he went up to the stage and with a bang, pulled off the black cloth on the cage.
A pig, an ordinary domestic pig with white hair and a long mouth, appeared on the stage with a three-foot stilt tied to each of its four hooves.
The pigs were old, their skin and flesh were loose and they looked like they were about to die of old age.
Four hooves trembled on the stilts.
"Tsk, it's nothing." A group of people were very disappointed. They thought it was some rare and strange beast, such as a unicorn with wings or something, but they never expected that it was a pig or a domestic pig.
They are not even monsters, they are just livestock raised for meat in the secular world.
An Qingli also stared at the pig and wondered, "Why, does this pig have other abilities? It can stand on four stilts and do a side somersault with a certain degree of rotation."
The little Lingxi looked at the pitiful pig. He was very old and still performed on stilts.
"This is not an ordinary pig, everyone." The boss tried his best to sell it and said to the pig on stilts, "Come on, take two steps and then circle around the field."
The old pig took two difficult steps and walked around the stage with difficulty. His eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life and there was no smile at all.
"Okay!" Someone clapped, and I don't know if it was the boss's stooge who threw a few spiritual stones on the stage.
Some more people followed and threw some spiritual beads and low-grade spiritual stones onto the stage.
"Do you have any unique skills? Let me show them to you!" Someone else said, "If you perform well, I will reward you with both medium and high-grade spiritual stones!"
"Reward, reward, reward!" Several people cheered.
The boss was overjoyed and said proudly: "My pig knows how to count. If any of you come up, it can count as many people as you want!"
A group of people cheered and rushed onto the stage. Some people even deliberately made it more difficult and brought a monkey in a robe onto the stage.
The old pig closed his eyes and howled listlessly, his voice full of sadness and sorrow, as if he was accusing with blood and tears. He howled twenty-eight times in total and finally stopped.
"Okay!" Thunderous applause erupted from the scene, and spiritual stones and beads were thrown onto the stage.
The boss was very excited, and with a wink, he asked someone to pick up the spiritual stones on the stage.
"Do you have any unique skills?" Someone shouted, "If so, I will also reward you with this top-grade spiritual stone!"
"Yes, of course there is, the unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box!" The boss clapped his hands, and someone immediately came to the stage holding the Four Treasures of the Study, "Now, let this pig show you what it means to be able to penetrate the back of paper and penetrate wood three-thirds!"
"What? This pig of yours can also write?" Someone looked in disbelief again, with a slightly exaggerated expression, "Boss, don't brag. Isn't this a pig like you?"
"Yes, yes." Many people are not optimistic, thinking that even if the pig can write a few words, it will probably be like a dog. Thinking about those high-level spiritual beasts, many of them don't have the patience to read, let alone grasp.
Pen writing.
The boss looked confident: "Writing is nothing. This pig of mine is capable of both literary and martial arts. A few years ago, when it was strong and strong, it could jump through fire hoops without any harm. Now that it is older, it has been
Forced to give up martial arts practice."
The old pig has moist eyes and is versatile in both civil and military affairs. Is it voluntary? Isn’t it forced by life?
In the secular world, it was sold by the first owner as a monster.
After being sold, it learned its lesson, tried hard to calm down its expression, ate the unpalatable pig food honestly, and behaved like a pig, and then prepared to escape unexpectedly and surprise all the stupid pigs in the pig pen.
But the stupid pig in the same pigsty betrayed it. As soon as it escaped, it howled at the top of its lungs in the middle of the night. Then it was caught back and tied with an iron chain like a dog in the pigsty.
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