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Chapter 168 Alarm

"That's right! They're just pretending to be pets! Did you see any monk with a pet around him? Do you think no one keeps pets?"

Sheng'er rolled her eyes and said.

"That's true. Are you saying that the little wolf was put in this bag?"

"You're not stupid at all! You have pets that are always with you, but the little wolf is the only one who is pitiful. He follows you around all day and is almost exhausted. You are such an incompetent master!"

"The little wolf is not a pet, he is my partner, brother!"

Ye Feng argued.

"Huh, since he's a brother, you have to be nicer to him! To the monsters, the pet bag is their home, and the environment inside is more conducive to their growth."

Sheng'er was very disdainful and lectured Ye Feng like a little adult.

"Is it so magical? I have to ask Little Wolf how to get him out?"

"The pet bag is also a space magic weapon. Just drop blood to identify the owner. If you can sign a blood contract with the pet, it will be a spiritual pet. The spiritual pet can enter and exit the pet bag on its own. Of course, the owner can also seal it. After sealing, the spiritual pet can also

Can’t get out.”

"Haha, what a good thing! What if the pet bag is lost? Wouldn't the spiritual pet be trapped and die in it?"

"Generally speaking, the owner will not deliberately seal the pet bag. Even if it is lost, the spirit pet can come out to find the owner on its own.

If it is really sealed, it will not trap the spiritual pet to death. The pet bag is also a magic weapon, and the magic weapon needs spiritual energy to support it.

When the pet bag is not opened for a long time, the spiritual energy stored in it will be slowly consumed. When the spiritual energy is consumed, the seal of the pet bag will automatically become invalid so that it can absorb external spiritual energy.

Therefore, the seal does not last long. Of course, some high-end pet bags have a huge space inside, especially some high-level spirit beasts, and the consumption is also huge. The pet bag is also equipped with a source-destroying formation. Throw some source crystals into it, and it can be maintained.

A very long time.”

"Is this necessary?"

Ye Feng felt that it was a bit of a waste. If the spiritual energy was exhausted, it would be enough to open the pet bag. There was really no need to consume source crystals.

"It's definitely not a waste. Once a heaven-level monster like Xiaolang is cultivated to a high level, it consumes an astonishing amount of energy. The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is too thin, so cultivation is half the result with twice the result. Therefore, it is necessary to decompose the source crystal to increase the concentration of spiritual energy."

"Well, then raising a spiritual pet is a waste of money!"

Ye Feng had never seen many source crystals, so his miserly nature was revealed subconsciously.

"That's right! If a foundation-building monk raises a third-level Xuan-level war beast, it is equivalent to having an additional helper with the same level of cultivation. When fighting with people, it is equivalent to two against one, and he will naturally have a huge advantage.

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Since there are such great benefits, how can it be possible without paying enough price? Not to mention the supplementary consumption of the source crystal, even if it is completely raised with source crystal, no one is willing to do so."

"Oh! I don't see everyone keeping spiritual pets!"

"Of course there are a lot of monks who raise spiritual pets, but in fact it doesn't have much effect, because high-level combat-type monsters are rare now and are basically extinct.

Ordinary yellow-level monsters have very low intelligence, so even if they are raised to the top level, their combat effectiveness is limited, so most of them are raised by monks below the foundation level.

Although Xuan-level monsters are quite common, most of them are functional and have poor direct combat effectiveness, so most of them are mounts.

Earth-level monsters have long been extinct in our sinful domain, and it is impossible to raise them. As for the heaven-level monsters, they only have companions like Little Wolf.

It will take at least thousands of years for a heaven-level monster to grow into a human form. The highest level of cultivation in our Sin Domain is the peak of the Golden Core, and its lifespan is only five hundred years. There is no point in raising such a companion monster."

"I see!"

Ye Feng finally understood that in the eyes of ordinary monks, the soul-eating ghost wolf, a heaven-level monster that looked very cool, was just kept for fun, so no one cared about it at all.

There is no such thing as protecting endangered animals here. It’s all about respecting nature, survival of the fittest, and the value of scarcity is useless here.

But Ye Feng didn't think so. He knew very well that the little wolf was not that simple, but he was always confused. The puppet old man was waiting in the valley for a hundred thousand years. Did the little wolf accompany him for a hundred thousand years?

A hundred thousand year old wolf pup is still only this big and has not evolved into a human? This is really hard to understand, but if not, where did the pup come from? Ye Feng couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to think about it.

It is really easy to identify the owner of the pet bag. Little Wolf was a little excited when he came out. He really liked it there. Ye Feng was also very satisfied. Sheng'er really helped a lot.

"Brother, go to bed early. There should be a big battle tomorrow, so be energetic!"

Ye Feng fiddled with the pet bag, yawned, and said with narrowed eyes.

"I know, you should go back and have a rest early!"

Ye Feng said somewhat perfunctorily.

"Hehe! I won't leave, I will stay here with you."

"So clingy, I haven't taken a shower yet!"

Ye Feng has long been accustomed to it. When sleeping, he basically just meditates and breathes out. There is no such thing as lying down and falling asleep.

It's okay for Sheng'er to stay, it's just meditating, but she is a grown girl after all, so she always feels weird.

"Hehe, just wash it off. It's not like I haven't seen it before, and I can still peek at it."

Sheng'er looked nonchalant, yawned and muttered softly.

"You..., don't talk nonsense!"

Sheng'er's words made Ye Feng blush unconsciously. Speaking of which, they had been honest with each other several times. But if Sheng'er said it like this, if others heard it, they would probably misunderstand it.

"Hehe, who cares? I'm asleep!"

Sheng'er yawned and slapped her mouth with her bare hands, but the sound disappeared in a blink of an eye. She was really like a child who fell asleep as soon as she said she was going to sleep.

Ye Feng shook his head speechlessly and didn't bother to take a shower. He simply sat down cross-legged and began to vomit and rest.

The biological clocks of monks are very accurate. At six o'clock in the morning, Ye Feng opened his eyes on time, looked at the sound of even breathing, shook his head, and went to wash himself.

Ye Feng developed the habit of dancing to the sound of a chicken when he was on Earth, and he basically kept it after arriving here. However, some changes began to occur after he gradually understood the way of cultivation.

For monks, practicing those martial arts is actually of little use, especially at the peak level of Qi Condensation, martial arts is actually of little use.

What is competed in the battle is the use of Qi, and more about the meridians and brain activities. Most of the time, there is no physical contact at all, and traditional body muscle strength is basically useless.

Just like in modern warfare, although the physical fitness of soldiers is important, it is basically not used for hand-to-hand combat. Bayonets on firearms have disappeared, and the era of fighting with bayonets is gone forever.

Most of the time, long-range attacks determine the outcome of a war. Especially since fighter jets basically fight beyond visual range, aerial gun weapons have become meaningless.

"Dudududu!"

Ye Feng came out after washing up. Sheng'er had also woken up. He blinked his big eyes and curled his small mouth. Just as he was about to say something, a luminous stone on the wall suddenly turned red and sounded a beeping alarm.

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