After being bullied by her master and destroying her ancestors, she was reborn and the supporting female master was ruined. Chapter 35 The collector of mythical beasts
Watching Luo Cangqiong disappear at the corner of the stairs, Yue Jiaojiao directly pulled out the chair beside him and sat on it.
She could see the change in Mr. Liu's expression just now.
Mr. Liu shook his head:
"It's just because I wasn't sure that I didn't say that your apprentice might be someone with great opportunities."
"Oh? What does Mr. Liu mean by this?"
Yue Jiaojiao's expression paused. In her previous life, she lived for three hundred years, and various geniuses emerged, but she had never heard of a person named Luo Cangqiong until her death.
"Although it is said that the Spirit-Inheriting Bone Flower can breed spiritual roots, I have never heard of an example of how it can directly grow top-quality spiritual roots."
As the steward of the Changxuanzong Library, Mr. Liu is well-read. It is well known in the world of immortality that Yunling Bone Flowers can breed spiritual roots, but most of them produce medium-grade spiritual roots, and can produce high-grade spiritual roots.
It’s all smoke coming out of ancestral graves.
Therefore, very few people use the Spirit-Inheriting Bone Flower to provide spiritual roots for ordinary people. First, they are not related to each other, and second, even if they produce spiritual roots, they will be difficult to use.
Therefore, in the world of immortality, most of the spirit-accumulating bone flowers are used to repair spiritual roots.
Come to think of it, if Luo Cangqiong's case is spread to the outside world, the value of the already precious spirit-containing bone flower may be sky-high.
After Mr. Liu said this, Yue Jiaojiao reacted.
Yes, although the spirit-containing bone flower is magical, it is not capable of producing the best spiritual roots.
"Is it possible that my apprentice has extraordinary luck?"
Yue Jiaojiao spoke in confusion, unable to think of any other excuse.
Mr. Liu also nodded:
"There are many wonders in the world. Just because we haven't seen them doesn't mean they don't exist."
Speaking of this, Mr. Liu suddenly thought of something:
"By the way, the leader of the Shenyang Sect wants to work together for the rest of his life. It seems that he has discovered traces of the mythical beast."
"Mythical beast?"
After hearing Mr. Liu's words, an idea flashed in Yue Jiaojiao's mind.
Divine beast, yes, how could you forget this?
In the last life, mythical beasts were indeed born during this time period.
However, when the four major sects gathered all their strength to capture, they found that the aura of the divine beast had disappeared.
Therefore, this is destined to be an empty joy.
I remember that the heroine Han Xi has conquered many mythical beasts.
When talking about mythical beasts, we must mention the heroine in this storybook,
Yue Jiaojiao remembers that Han Xi was later called the "collector of mythical beasts" by the entire world of immortality cultivators.
What's the blue dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, what's the phoenix, red bird and green luan,
With Han Xi, it's like giving money to others for free. It's a complete zoo of mythical beasts.
Alas, this is how different the world is.
Thinking of Han Xi, who is the daughter of Tiandao, the rotten soul in Yue Jiaojiao's heart burned even more fiercely.
Even if I were to live another life, I would never be better than the heroine who picks up money while walking.
So it’s better to show it off.
"Xiaoqi?"
Mr. Liu saw the bright moon and was lost in thought for a long time. He couldn't help but shout,
Because Yue Jiaojiao was the seventh among Chu's apprentices, she was always called Xiaoqi.
"Hey!"
After returning to her senses, Yue Jiaojiao smiled at Mr. Liu:
"Um... Mr. Liu, please tell my master when you get there. I won't join in the fun of mythical beasts or anything like that. Anyway, they won't recognize me as their master."
Thinking that it would be impossible to find the mythical beast this time, Yue Jiaojiao spoke again:
"If you can't help it, don't go. I think... this time it might be just a cover."