An Qingli raised his spear, still five feet away from the pheasant.
The pheasant had already raised its head and glanced at An Qingli and the others.
Without further ado, An Qingli immediately threw the spear in his hand.
But instead of hiding, the pheasant even clucked twice, unfolded its two gorgeous chicken wings, and rushed towards An Qingli.
Hey!
The pheasants in the upper world are not afraid of people!
The little ones were a little surprised.
"No matter! I want to eat meat!"
An Qingli also rushed forward.
"Come on! Eat chicken!"
Hong Sandan shouted, held up the stone, and rushed forward bravely.
Pheasants are raised naturally. They are about one meter tall and can move very nimbly with their wings.
This is a chicken that grew up in the upper realm and is full of immortal power. It is normal for it to be more flexible.
However, An Qingli's reaction was not slow. Although the speed and strength of his shots were both limited by his cultivation, after being forged in Feishengjing and practicing these days, he was able to outperform the native Hong Sandan.
An Qingli had quick hands and eyes. He grabbed the pheasant by the neck with one stroke, and with the next stroke, he was about to cut off the chicken's wings.
That pheasant was surprisingly strong and its claws were extremely sharp.
As soon as An Qingli grabbed the chicken's neck, the pheasant struggled desperately, kicked forward with its claws, and directly scratched An Qingli's dress.
"Is it so fierce?!"
The little tiger was shocked. The master was wearing a robe, which was hard to find in the lower world. In the upper world, it had no spiritual power and was similar to rags.
An Qingli's skirt was damaged, but the pheasant was still flapping its wings and struggling endlessly, almost knocking An Qingli over to the ground.
The eyes of the person in the dark flickered again. This beauty was so strong. Although the pheasant was not a powerful monster, it was at least equivalent to a late-stage human immortal.
A monk who had only ascended for a few days, and had not even completed the transformation of his immortal roots, could actually hold a chicken in the late stage of human immortality with his bare hands.
Has the potential to become a strong body builder!
An Qingli, who had just entered the human immortal realm, had a fight with the pheasant who was in the late human immortal stage.
The situation is tragic.
The chicken's beak pecked the back of An Qingli's hand and arm.
But An Qingli didn't say a word. This little pain in her flesh was not a big deal to her.
"Dare you peck my sister An?!"
Hong Sandan was angry, grabbed a stone, pulled a chicken wing, raised the stone, and smashed the Crazy Chicken on its back.
The pheasant was in pain and flapped more violently, almost knocking An Qingli over to the ground.
An Qingli's hair was messy and there were a few chicken feathers stuck in her mouth.
Hong Sandan was kicked away by the chicken, and he found a sharp stone and threw it at the pheasant.
Chicken feathers everywhere.
Two people can't help a chicken?
An Qingli took out a breath and said loudly: "Back away and let me come."
Hong Sandan was disgraced by the pheasant and was hit on the foot by a stone. He held back tears and crawled away using his hands and feet.
An Qingli was so angry that he shouted loudly, raised the flapping pheasant with both hands, threw it towards the ground, and smashed it down hard.
One hit was not enough, so he hit it a second time.
The second hit wasn't enough, so the third hit, the fourth hit...
A total of seventeen times.
The chickens no longer crow, and An Qingli's arms are sore and numb, and his body is covered with chicken feathers and blood.
The villagers who came over after hearing the news and joined forces to hunt down the fairy chicken were stunned in place with their eyes wide open.
There are still a few of these people who want to marry An Qingli.
However, seeing An Qingli's feat at this moment, many people were disappointed.
If such a fierce woman really entered the door, she would probably smash her to the ground like a pheasant.
The person observing in the dark also wrote a horoscope comment on the assessment form: This woman is fierce and not easy to take by force.
"Let's go, let's eat meat tonight." With injuries all over his body, An Qingli helped Hong Sandan, who had his foot smashed on the ground, and dragged the bloody trophies back to the farmyard.
Hong Sandan was so happy that he jumped on one foot and followed him back happily.
That night, the small courtyard of Sandan's house was filled with the smell of chicken, and the domestic dogs in the distance were so greedy that they barked.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Hong Sandan still had some scars on his body, but An Qingli had no traces of injuries at all.
With "The Art of Rejuvenation of All Things", the flesh wounds on An Qingli's body were nothing to worry about.
Hong Sandan was surprised to see that most of the monks from the lower world had special skills.
"Sister An, apart from being strong and healing injuries quickly, what other great skills do you have?" Hong Sandan asked while biting a crispy bamboo shoot at the dinner table.
An Qingli took a bite of the red fairy fruit and said with a smile: "I live for more than a thousand years, and I probably know a little bit about all kinds of skills."
In fact, if the immortal roots had not been completely transformed, which affected the performance of the "Rejuvenation Technique of All Things", her injury would have healed faster.
"What about?" Hong Sandan asked again.
Considering the people here's resistance to alchemists, An Qingli thought for a while and then said: "I can raise grass and trees, is this considered a skill?"
"Is this considered a skill?" Although Hong Sandan is smart, he is still young after all and has never even been out of Hongjia Village. How can he see his future from this skill.
"Of course it's a skill." An Qingli thought about the growing little Jin Tan and couldn't help but smile, "No matter what you do, doing it much better than others is a skill."
"Can this skill be exchanged for fairy chicken?" Hong Sandan licked his mouth, recalling the taste of Sister An stewing fairy chicken with fairy grass.
The taste was simply out of this world. He had never tasted anything so delicious.
He guessed that his sister An might have been a cook in the lower world.
"Immortal Chicken?" An Qingli patted the little guy on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Sandan, we need to open up the situation in the future. You can change it to Immortal Crystal."
"Xianjing! How do I change it?" Hong Sandan's eyes immediately lit up like stars.
"It's simple. There is open space in front of and behind the house. Plant some valuable and fast-growing fairy grass and fairy plants." At this point, An Qingli smiled again. He maintained the flowers and plants, but their housekeeping skills were limited to Anjia Mu Linggen.
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"Easy to say." Hong Sandan scratched his head and thought seriously, "Where do the seeds come from?"
An Qingli said: "I have collected some a long time ago."
Hong Sandan was a little surprised: "When did this happen?"
An Qingli said: "When I went out to dig for food, I picked some specially."
"So Sister An, you have a plan for a long time." Hong Sandan expressed admiration, but then wondered, "But after those things are raised, who are you going to sell them to?"
An Qingli said: "Who did you sell the elixirs you refined before?"
Hong Sandan said: "Specially contact the bearers of the Immortal Sedan Pavilion. They can fly and will take us to any prosperous place in Kaiyang Mansion. There are rough bearers who can't fly, but they can sit on it."
It’s not too expensive to fly in a sedan chair with fairy decorations.”
An Qingli said: "Then we will also contact the bearers of the Immortal Sedan Pavilion to prepare for earning Immortal Crystals."