The small brown jar contains red spirit fruit honey. The nectar of the seventh-level red spirit fruit is brewed by Red Butterfly Bee, the leader in honey making in the cultivation world. It has rich aura and sweet taste, and is a rare nourishing product.
Infants and nuns will be tempted.
But it is strange to say that the hatched red butterfly eggs that An Qingli bought in Fangshi have learned to make honey, but only the one that Ye Zhilan wanted to grab was still bright red.
Egg, nothing happened.
In the Mustard Seed Space, the little Thunder Winged Tiger stretched out his tongue and licked the red spirit fruit honey. It was fragrant, sweet and nourishing. It was so beautiful that it fluttered against its soft and soft wings. It made him fall in love with the little Lingxi even more.
Xiao Jintan was a little bit amused: "Xiao Lingxi, you hid such a good thing as Red Spirit Fruit Honey, and you didn't even say you would let me enjoy some of it."
The rhinoceros beast blinked its big eyes: "You took so many spirit stones from me, but they are much more valuable than this red spirit fruit honey. And you are a grass, wouldn't it be a waste to eat sweet things? You can't taste the sweetness."
The little Thunder Winged Tiger held the honey jar and bared its teeth at Little Jintan, as if to support the little Lingxi. When An Qingli rescued it, it was also baring its teeth at An Qingli like this. It was both milky and fierce.
Don't want An Qingli to touch it.
"Who said I'm grass? I'm a tree, a sacred tree!" Xiao Jintan shook the branches that were getting thicker and thicker, and the golden light shone so hard that the little Thunder Winged Tiger couldn't even open his eyes. "And you and I, and Qingli.
, the three of us are one. This tiger cub is an outsider. If you have good things in the future, you must first think of raising me, and you are not allowed to use them to raise other people."
"Who said the little Thunder Winged Tiger is an outsider?" Little Lingxi said happily, leaning against the soft fur of the Thunder Winged Tiger, "Now that Qingli picked it up, we are a family. And it can fly and fly.
It can cause thunder and lightning, and it will be very powerful in the future. Tens of thousands of years ago, their ancestors were able to cultivate to the point of overcoming tribulations and ascending to the upper world. If you keep it, it will help Qingli in the future." Xiao Lingxi is a beast.
, and also imagined how majestic and majestic it would be to be carried up to the sky by a thunder-winged beast in the future.
"It takes a lot of effort to raise me and that broken jasper tree, but also to raise a tiger cub. Hmph!" Although Xiao Jintan is a sacred tree, he is still a member of the grass and tree clan, and what the grass and tree clan fears and hates the most is the thunder tribulation, along with those
Monsters that can cause lightning discharges also don't like them at all. "Anyway, if you have something good, you have to show it to me first. I'll be sure before I can feed it to the tiger cub."
"Ouch~" Little Thunder Winged Tiger hugged the spiritual honey jar and squealed at Little Jintan's milky voice, probably to express its dissatisfaction.
An Qingli didn't know that a few little things were bickering in the Mustard Seed space, and it seemed that the days to come would become more and more lively.
However, she does not intend to raise the spirit beasts in those spirit beast bags. When she leaves the secret realm in the future, selling them to the sect should be a huge income. There is a special spirit beast garden in the sect, and there are many cubs in it.
Disciples of the sect can spend corresponding contribution points to contract with the spiritual beast they like.
As for this little Thunder Winged Tiger, although its bloodline is rare and noble, it is only a little bit behind the Rhinoceros. In terms of combat power alone, it may still be above the Rhinoceros, but it just lacks a bit of feeling. Anyway, it is not as good as when I first saw the Rhinoceros.
I'm afraid that that spontaneous feeling of intimacy may not be with her. Maybe I should find a more suitable owner for it and collect a large sum of high-grade spiritual stones at the same time.
Furthermore, not all Thunder Winged Tigers can awaken the bloodline magical power of lightning and thunder. If they can awaken, it will take at least four to five hundred years. The Thunderwing Tiger that has not awakened the bloodline magical power is just a flying one.
Just a tiger.
Since he had no prestige and Xiao Jintan resisted, An Qingli had no intention of forcing him to stay.
The rhinoceros beast was a little disappointed when he learned An Qingli's thoughts. It was also the little Thunder Winged Tiger who was not blessed. Not to mention that Qingli would become an increasingly vast and rich mustard space. Let's just wait until Qingli becomes the sixth grade.
A seventh-level alchemist would have no problem raising this little tiger cub until he is fat and healthy.
"Don't be disappointed, little Lingxi, Sister Fox will play with you in the future." An Qingli tried to comfort her, threw the talisman to explode a large wave of monster frogs coming toward her, and then picked up a spirit beast bag,
Then I picked up my cloud-chasing boots and ran away.
Little Jintan held back his joy, held up the small golden tree trunk as thick as his thumb, and said comforting words: "The strong melon is not sweet, who made this little tiger cub bared his teeth viciously at his savior? He was only two days old, and his intelligence was not yet developed.
, I don’t blame it for being so stupid that it doesn’t distinguish between good and bad. Qingli’s luck is too strong, so it’s also good to spread out the luck.”
The rhinoceros beast hugged the tiger cub with its four hooves, sitting on the ground like a wooden stake, and said in a muffled voice: "Then if you really want to find a new owner for the tiger cub, you have to find a good one. If the wealth does not go to outsiders, An Qing will do it."
Jin, there are a lot of tigers in the metal spells he practices, well, just him. And he is also the young patriarch of the An family, so he should be able to pay the price."
Little Jin Tan also nodded. He likes gold the most. An Qingjin’s gold spell is gold, and he likes it.
"Golden tiger matches thunder tiger? It sounds good, let's see how they match up." An Qingli released his spiritual consciousness, scanned another place, and quickly moved over. When daybreak, there will be people like her, looking around
She has to be faster when picking up things.
The spirit beast held the little tiger cub that was not yet full, looked at the restless spirit beast bags, and said: "Qingli, many cubs are starving, please bring in more monster frog corpses."
"This is true."
An Qingli sighed, it's hard to be a good person. Since you have picked up these spiritual beasts, you have to be responsible for their food rations for the next year. So he very politely put all the monster frogs lying on the ground into the storage ring.
Such an act of plucking the goose's feathers naturally alarmed those people not far away.
Since the fifth-level demon frog has been driven away by An Qingli, many people have re-set up the defensive array and returned to the defensive array with broken limbs. Without the fifth-level demon frog in the lead, it would be okay to spend more spiritual stones to run the defensive array.
Deal with these second and third level monster frogs.
Duobao Hills are so big inside and outside, there are always some far apart, and they don't recognize the seventh-order Ruyi Formation.
"Which company did that come from? They even collected the corpses of first-order demon frogs and roasted them for eating?"
In the defensive formation, a monk who had half of his buttocks bitten by a demon frog felt so unbalanced that he lay on the ground and sneered coldly. Those demon frogs were also smart and liked to pick the meatiest places to bite, so his buttocks suffered.
A big sin. His companions were quite frightened. One glared at him to shut up, and the other quickly apologized to An Qingli.
An Qingli, who was dressed as a casual cultivator, held a storage bag in his hand and carefully collected the things on the ground. He glanced at them lightly and saw that they were just casual people, so he did not bother them.
It wasn't until An Qingli walked away that the group of people dared to wipe their sweat secretly.
An Qingli put a large group of monster frog corpses into storage bags. Although the storage bag can contain dead objects, it cannot keep the things from rotting for a long time. When I am free tomorrow night, I will put these monster frogs away
The corpses were sorted out and refrigerated in the cold stone pool.
An Qingli consumed most of the jar of spirit wine and wandered around the demon frogs in Duobao Hills for almost two hours.
It was still dark in the secret realm at this time, about an hour and a half before dawn, and there were still frogs croaking in Duobao Hills, but it was much quieter than when it first fell into the night.
When a few people saw that there were fewer frogs, they knew that those frogs would not be happy here, and they must have been attracted by the sound of frogs elsewhere.
Then these people, just like An Qingli, wearing robes that were at least high-grade spiritual weapons, came out to pick up storage bags.