Since the addition of those two dragon scale spirit wings with storage energy, the important things Ye Zhuo has been placed in the spirit feather wing space, and the original few storage bags are not of much use, but Ye Zhuo is not a loser to the point of throwing them away directly, and when he encounters the Xiuzhen Bazaar one day in the future, he may be able to exchange for a few good spiritual objects, after all, it is rare for the natal magic weapon to have storage space, even there are few Jindan monks, most people still use objects like storage bags, and even the old lady is so powerful。 The rest is just that, the storage magic weapon bag obtained from the old lady is not ordinary, not only is the level higher, it is already a top-level magic weapon, and it is only a little bit of spirituality away from the realm of the spiritual treasure, and more importantly, the space is larger, even the dragon scale spirit wings cannot be compared with it, at least not at the moment.

When he was given such a magic weapon, even if it was not urgently available, Ye Zhuo would definitely ponder and study it, the path of the mountain monk's solo cultivation was originally such a little bit of a walk, but in the past few years, Ye Zhuo had put more of his mind on the majesty of the Five Heavenly Dao of the Sea of Knowledge, but he didn't pay much attention to it, except for a little sacrifice to erase the residual breath mark of the old lady and replace it with his own, and then roughly count the things stored in it, he didn't put more thought into it. Because many of these magic weapons had not been figured out, Ye Zhuo naturally would not directly transfer them to his dragon scale space, and they were still in their original places.

Because of the connection of hearts and blood, although the little guy of the insect mother did not sacrifice the storage bags on Ye Zhuo's body, as long as Ye Zhuo did not restrict it, the little guy of the insect mother could also use some of his power, such as throwing things into it, because of this, in the past few years, several storage bags of different sizes on Ye Zhuo's body have actually become the warehouse of the little guy of the insect mother. The things stored in it may not be very high-level, but they are all things that the little guy likes, and the most are all kinds of spiritual objects for her to spare and snack.

Because of the body of the little insect mother, in addition to the bone whip magic weapon she refined, it is not convenient to carry more objects on her body, and with Ye Zhuo's free labor, the little insect mother obviously doesn't have the heart to bother himself, anyway, just look for Ye Zhuo when he needs it.

At this moment, the little insect mother was pitifully shouting at Ye Zhuo that he was hungry, and it was these things in the storage bag that he was shouting, as he had done many times before.

I have always spoiled the little guy of the worm mother, it used to be, and it is still now, some speechless little guys just woke up and shouted that they were hungry to eat, but Ye Zhuo just glared at her and was defeated in front of the little guy's pitiful expression, and now after turning into a human form, the little guy of the worm mother is obviously coquettish and pretending to be pitiful.

"You're a snacker. Ye Zhuo, who shook his head and scolded with a smile, opened a storage bag on his body, just like every time before, but it was a little different from before, without waiting for Ye Zhuo to urge the spell or directly raise his hand to throw out the spiritual object taken in the storage bag, and with a swish, it flew out by itself.

"Huh?" With a light sigh, Ye Zhuo's mind moved slightly, and he took out a spirit grass again,

Still like the first time, with a whoosh, he flew towards the little insect mother again.

"Haha, yes, at least this divine consciousness has grown a lot. Ye Zhuo continued to take in more spirit grass from the storage bag while nodding at the little insect mother and the little one. The previous insect mother little guy could naturally urge his demon yuan to control other things in the air, but Ye Zhuo couldn't be clearer, she was definitely not as light and skilled as she was now, there was almost no trace of stagnation and pause, and she was not much slower than herself, if it wasn't for herself and Fox Ling'er next to her, Ye Zhuo believed that even if she changed to another monk in the same Jindan realm, she might not be able to sense the whole process clearly, if a slightly worse person blinked her eyes on the side, maybe she wouldn't be able to detect anything.

Other more means not to mention for the time being, just this method, the little guy of the insect mother has made great progress, enough to match her grade of eight or nine grades or even exceed a few points, but put such skills on the greedy mouth, it really makes people don't know what to say, watching the little guy swallow the spirit grass one after another, the same spirit thing swallowed into the stomach one after another, but between a few breaths, a storage bag has been eaten up by her, but she is still throwing a continuous prayer to herself, Ye Zhuo opened the second storage bag, and couldn't help but shake his head again。

Although the second storage bag was much larger, and there were two or three percent more spiritual things stored in it, it didn't last longer than the first one, and after only a few breaths, all the spiritual grass and spiritual things that could be eaten and swallowed in it had already fallen into the mouth of the little insect mother.

"Huh?" When he opened a storage bag again and continued to take out more spirit grass and spirit objects from it, Ye Zhuo didn't look as good as before, and his brows furrowed slightly. At the beginning, Ye Zhuo only thought that the little guy of the insect mother was greedy, because he had not eaten anything during this period of time, but the situation in front of him was obviously not explained by the word gluttony, that is, the little guy of the insect mother was also comparable to the existence of Jindan real person earlier, but because of his habits, even if he eats, it is just a fresh and a snack, but he is definitely not as when she is now, he is really like a hungry ghost who has been hungry for eight lifetimes, and he does not refuse to come, even the taste that he has never liked before has no hesitation, and he will be taken away by her volley and sent into his mouth as soon as he leaves the storage bag。

What made Ye Zhuo feel even more uncertain was the great appetite of the little insect mother, although these spiritual grass spiritual things that were regarded as snacks did not have extraordinary heavenly and earthly treasures, most of them were things under the sixth, seventh, or even fifth grades, but they couldn't stand the large number, and the things that the little insect mother had eaten just now would definitely not contain less spiritual elements than one or even several eight-grade and nine-grade spiritual grasses. Such a majestic heaven and earth spirit element, it is impossible for any Jindan monk to refine and absorb it in an instant, even if it is the late stage of Jindan, the Jindan Great Perfection is not successful, if you really want to devour it like the little guy of the worm mother, it is not impossible to damage the meridians if it is afraid of breaking the dantian, but the little guy of the worm mother doesn't seem to care or has no such scruples, and still keeps taking and swallowing, as if the deep connection of her mouth and throat is not the belly dantian, but a bottomless pit

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Through the mental connection, Ye Zhuo could sense that there was indeed nothing wrong with the little insect mother, but after a pause, Ye Zhuo still asked the little insect mother who kept devouring spiritual grass and spiritual things: "Little worm, you are fine, right?"

"Hungry. Without saying a word, she just shouted a muffled sound of hunger or a trembling throat while devouring spiritual objects, and the next moment, the little one continued her devouring business, as if nothing was more important than eating at this moment.

Ye Zhuo believed in his own induction, and even more believed in the little worm mother's own feelings, hearing her vague answer, after seeing her almost paused movements, Ye Zhuo didn't ask anything more, and directly shook off the entire storage bag with a single thought, and then opened the fourth and fifth.

It wasn't until the spirit grass and spiritual objects in the seventh storage bag were also poured out that the devouring speed of the little insect mother finally slowed down, but it was only a little slowed down, and there was no intention of stopping.

"Ling'er?" his mind was still focused on the little insect mother, and Ye Zhuo's eyes were on the fox Ling'er on the side, wanting to see if the fox Ling'er from Qingqiu Mountain had any understanding of the situation of the little insect mother in front of him.

Knowing the meaning of Ye Zhuo's inquiry, Hu Ling'er still shook her head slightly: "I haven't heard of such a thing as a worm, if I have to say it, I think this may be some kind of talent and magic power that she awakened after entering the promotion this time." ”

"Talent Divine Power?Eat?" Ye Zhuo paused for a moment when he heard this, frowned and thought for a while, and muttered: "Maybe it's true, the little worm was originally a Yuan-devouring Demon Worm that used the monk's True Yuan Demon Beast Demon Yuan as food, and her appetite was not comparable to other demon clans or monks like us, but now that her rank has improved, her strength has risen greatly, and it seems that it is also very reasonable to awaken her innate ability to eat, but I don't know how many talented gods like her have, but don't really just become a rice bucket." ”

"The little insect is not a rice bucket!" Fox Ling'er has not yet been born, and the little insect mother on the side has stopped doing it first, and shouted at Ye Zhuo with a pout, but before the words fell, she stuffed a few spirit grasses into her mouth one after another, just looking at her current appearance, the words that were not rice buckets were not convincing, not to mention the fact that many spirit grasses that could almost be piled up into a small mountain were swallowed at a speed ten times and a hundred times faster than this before.

But soon, there is no need for the little insect mother to emphasize it himself, Ye Zhuo also knows that the little insect mother is definitely not just a rice bucket, because through the mental connection, Ye Zhuo clearly felt the rapid changes that are taking place in the little insect mother's body, qi and blood, demon yuan, are like a river that bursts the embankment and is more and more vigorous, and the little insect mother finally closed his mouth and sat there to urge the demon canon technique.

"Huh?" But just a short moment later, Ye Zhuo and Fox Ling'er let out a sound of surprise in unison, without him, the cultivation speed of the little insect mother was too fast, not much better than the spirit grass and spirit things she had just devoured.