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Chapter Fifty-Six

you ask me?

how could I know?

The landowner of Fengjiagang couldn't help but curse in his heart. He was already preparing to be promoted, so how could he care so much.

Besides, which village has free land to guard the vegetable plot? If you plant vegetables that may be eaten in less than half a year, who would have thought that this thing would become a spirit?

"Reporting to Master Ye Youxuan, I don't know!"

Facing the Night Travel God who was of a higher rank than himself, the Earth God was very respectful. Even though he had thousands of words in his heart that he wanted to express, he could only hold them back.

"Who in the village grew this vegetable field?"

Ye Youshen continued to ask.

"This is the land of the Number One Scholar!"

The landowner does know.

"..."

Ye Youshen suddenly fell silent. He raised his head and glanced at the village not far away. Under the night, the awe-inspiring golden light was so obvious, and then turned around and left.

"Master Yugang, where are you going?"

The landlord asked quickly.

"Report to Lord City God!"

"Well!"

The pace of the Tudigong's pursuit suddenly slowed down. It seemed that he had heard similar words not long ago.

"Then this matter should have nothing to do with me, little old man, right?"

The Landlord murmured to himself that domestic animals and poultry turned into monsters, and they were also within his jurisdiction.

However, it was too outrageous for a vegetable to turn into a demon. Even if it was the first time he encountered it, he knew that it was not something he could touch.

"Old man, when will my promotion order come out?"

The Earth God sighed, and then turned into an earthy yellow divine light and disappeared into the ground.

On the other side, back to the City God's legal domain, the Ye Youshen who reported the matter only got a sentence,

"No need to ask, don't pay attention!"

At dawn, the rooster crows, the yin and yang rotate, and day and night change.

Feng Qing'an sat up from the bed, stretched comfortably, then got out of bed to wash up. After breakfast, he picked up the newly sewn book bag that Yin gave him and prepared to go out to the village to study.

But before going out, he stopped and looked up at the colorful rooster that was walking in the courtyard with great dignity. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the rooster seemed to be bigger than he remembered.

"Appraisal!"

[Race: Golden Pheasant]

[Attribute: Poultry]

[Potential level: Enlightenment·lower]

[Combat power level: none]

Feng Qingan's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the big rooster that behaved the same as usual. If he remembered correctly, he had used the spirit-inducing blood refining method on this chicken once, but only once, but now this chicken

But he has the potential to transform into a demon.

A chicken lasts three years, a dog lasts six years

But his family had raised this chicken for less than a year.

"Don't let me get the chance to stew you into soup!"

Feng Qing'an warned, not caring whether the chicken understood or not, and went straight out.

It's just a chicken. Even if it becomes a sperm, he can now suppress it with one hand.

In more than half a year, not only did Heishan transform himself into a veritable wolf king in the mountain, but even as a beast master, his body also contained amazing strength due to the feedback brought by Heishan's successive promotions.

Feng Qing'an is not very clear about how strong he is now, because no one in the village can withstand his current torture. He has tried secretly.

He easily lifted the three-foot-square stone mill without feeling any pressure. Even an old scalper bought by his father once had him pull it down to the ground unintentionally - of course, that

The old cow didn't pay attention either, and the sudden force caused it to kneel on the spot.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an, who has the power to drag down an ox, doesn't care about the little things at home. If his mother hadn't protected him, that chicken would have turned into a pot of delicious chicken soup.

But after Feng Qingan left, the colorful rooster, which was attacking normally, suddenly flapped its wings and flew up the courtyard wall. He stood on the courtyard wall, stretched his head, and looked at the direction in which Feng Qingan left.

.

After confirming that Feng Qing'an's background was invisible, this golden pheasant actually flapped its wings, flew to Feng Qing'an's room, and pounced on Feng Qing'an's bed with ease.

Then, this colorful golden pheasant started searching on Feng Qingan's bed, and then lowered its head to eat. What it pecked was neither insects nor rice grains, but broken hairs!

Just like that, the chicken swallowed the few hairs scattered on Feng Qing'an's pillow one by one, flapped its wings and flew out, wandering around the yard as if nothing had happened, just like an ordinary chicken.

"For the second pet, I can choose from the mountains. What should I look for?"

At this moment, Feng Qingan, who was walking on the road, was thinking about the most important thing in his heart.

He had no choice when it came to the first pet in the contract, but now that he had worked so hard to cultivate Montenegro to such an extent, he had a lot of room for choice.

However, in fact, the range of options available is still not high. Of course, the most important thing is that Feng Qingan's horizons have been broadened now, and he is no longer as ignorant as he was at the beginning.

Qiling, general, commander, lord, king

These are the five major levels of beast pets that he knows so far. If he has a choice, he certainly hopes that his second beast pet will be a cub with high potential and low combat power.

In this way, it will be extremely easy for him to gain favor when making a contract without too much difficulty. There will be no burden after the contract is completed, and he will also be able to enjoy a lot of feedback as the pet grows.

If possible, he would like to have a young pet with king-level potential and spiritual-level combat power.

Of course, he also knows that this is a dream. The only monarch-level person he has seen so far is the mountain god. Not to mention whether such an existence will have heirs, even if it does, why should he make a contract with it?

In fact, it is not impossible to lower the requirements. There are many lord-level monsters in the mountains. At least they are not the only ones. But it is hard to say whether there will be cubs he can contract with.

Moreover, it is still the same problem, even if it exists, what can he use to make a contract?

"Commander level?"

At this stage, it seems a bit unrealistic to think of ways to find a descendant of the Great Demon. Feng Qingan can only take a step back and lower his requirements. This is more practical, and with some effort, it is possible to achieve it.

"Let's see!"

Feng Qing'an knows this and should not be too impatient. He is still young and has plenty of time to wait.

"Let Heishan roam around in the mountains more often. Anyway, with the guarantee of the mountain god, his life will not be in danger wherever he goes. As long as it doesn't cause trouble, no demon will attack it!"

Feng Qing'an plans to go through all the top demons and monsters in Qingmang Mountain, focusing on those monsters that have heirs. If there are big demons, it would be even better. King, there is no need to count on it.

In the entire Green Python Mountain, I am afraid that only the mountain god is at this level.


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