"The old man talks about juvenile madness, the left leads the yellow, and the right is ......"

Li Changfeng scavenged a lot of good things from Senior Brother Wan and them, and he was in a very comfortable mood, regardless of whether these good things had a substantive effect, just the evil breath that was ridiculed by them yesterday was out.

"Dare to question my identity? Don't you know that Lao Tzu is a traverser? Dare to mock me as a traverser, how many heads do you have enough to cut off?"

"Left Huang leads, right Qingcang, the old man talks about juvenile madness!"

Li Changfeng danced and walked back and forth in the yard with the big yellow dog, but he always felt that there was something shortcoming.

"Left leads yellow, right is ......"

Looking at the empty right hand, Li Changfeng finally found the missing point, it turned out that there was a goshawk missing.

"Looks like I'm going to have to find a time to catch one, or I'll miss something. ”

As he spoke, Li Changfeng deliberately raised his right arm, and he didn't know if he could hold the goshawk with this arm?

At this moment, the big yellow dog led by his left hand suddenly barked happily at the courtyard gate twice, and then saw the courtyard door being pushed open, and Han Baohu walked back with a big cyan bird.

"Hey, what a big bird!" Li Changfeng was surprised for a while, and asked curiously: "Capture the tiger, where did this big bird come from?"

"Senior, I don't know very well, I was attacked by this big bird on the way back yesterday, and when I woke up today, I found it lying half-dead in the grass, as if it had been stabbed by someone. Han Baohu replied.

"Oh?" Li Changfeng was slightly surprised, and couldn't help but think. "Left Huang, right bird, old man chatting about juvenile madness!"

"Well, it's okay, although the artistic conception is not as good as Youqingcang, but it's not bad to get a bird first!" Li Changfeng muttered to himself.

Han Baohu didn't know what Li Changfeng was talking about, so he just felt confused.

"Come, Tiger, and put this big bird on my right arm. Li Changfeng said.

Han Baohu was stunned for a moment and said, "Senior, this big bird is half-dead, I'm afraid it won't be able to stand, right?"

"Whatever, let's try it first, wouldn't it be better if I could stand? Li Changfeng said.

"Seniors plan to raise this big bird?" Han Baohu asked Chi.

"Well, what's the problem?" asked Li Changfenghu.

"It's nothing, originally I wanted to slaughter this big bird to make up for my predecessors, after all, this big bird is a big supplement at a glance, but since my predecessors want to raise it, then keep it, but I'm worried that it can't be raised if it looks half-dead now. ”

Han Baohu said worriedly.

Li Changfeng looked at the big cyan bird again, but he felt that he couldn't survive, and couldn't help but regret:

"It's a pity that such a beautiful big bird is dead, and I don't know if it can be saved?"

"Tweet ......"

As soon as the words fell, the originally sick big bird was a little more energetic.

"Hey, senior, it seems to be better on its own. Han Baohu was surprised.

"I guess I was playing dead just now, don't worry about it, put it on my right arm first. Li Changfeng said again.

"Yes, Senpai. Han Baohu replied, and immediately put the big cyan bird on Li Changfeng's right arm.

The big cyan bird is nothing else, it is the patron saint of the Ten Thousand Beasts Gate, the blue bird.

The blue bird was injured by Mobao's sword qi, and the Yuan Shen almost collapsed, and finally fell from the sky, just hitting Han Baohu.

Hearing Han Baohu say that he was going to stew her before, the blue bird whimpered in his heart,

"The patron saint of his own Ten Thousand Beast Sect has fallen to such a point?"

It's a pity that her spirit almost collapsed and lost her ability to resist, otherwise she would have swallowed it in one bite with this big beard.

I thought that this time I was dead, but I didn't expect that the almost collapsed Yuan Shen suddenly began to heal, which also made the dying blue bird change his spirit.

Han Baohu put the blue bird on Li Changfeng's right hand, Li Changfeng was satisfied, and couldn't help stroking the blue bird's head and said:

"Yes, the momentum doesn't have to be weak at all, just give me the power in the future. ”

The blue bird instinctively resisted, tilting her head to the side, her dignified patron saint of the Ten Thousand Beast Gate, the giant demon in the middle of the Yuan Infant, how could she allow you to be touched by a mortal alone?

However, when Li Changfeng's hand touched the blue bird's head, the blue bird only felt that the injured Yuan Shen had fully recovered.

"What's going on? How did my injured primordial god fully recover? Could it be because this mortal touched it?"

The blue bird was full of doubts, and he couldn't believe that this mortal in front of him had such an earth-shattering method, you must know that the Yuan Shen is the most difficult to recover, and even a lifetime can not recover.

With doubts, the blue bird took the initiative to rub Li Changfeng's palm with his head.

"Hey, senior, this big bird seems to like you very much. Han Baohu was surprised.

Li Changfeng himself was a little surprised, he didn't expect that he would still like this big bird, and couldn't help but say:

"Yes, you will follow me in the future, and if I have a bite to eat, I won't be hungry for you. ”

The voice fell into the ears of the blue bird, but the blue bird was a little disdainful, the old lady is a giant demon in the middle of the middle of the year, can she be hungry?

However, Li Changfeng's words seemed to have concluded some kind of magical contract with the blue bird, and he saw that the heavenly calamity qi on the blue bird had actually weakened a little.

"What's going on? How did the Heavenly Tribulation Qi in my body become weakened?"

After the demon beast cultivates to the Yuanying Realm, it will attract the Heavenly Tribulation, and the Blue Bird temporarily escaped the Heavenly Tribulation because of a secret treasure left by the ancestor of the Ten Thousand Beast Gate.

But as her cultivation improves, the Heavenly Tribulation will come back to the door, and in recent years, she has felt that the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation has become stronger and stronger, and she is so scared that she doesn't dare to make a rash move.

But I didn't expect that the Heavenly Tribulation Qi would be weakened now.

"Is it because of this mortal?" Blue Bird was shocked, she couldn't have imagined that an ordinary mortal could actually weaken the Heavenly Tribulation Qi on her body.

"What the hell is going on? How did he do it?"

"Wait, this bearded man just called him a senior?"

"So...... He's ......"

The blue bird broke out in a cold sweat, it turned out that this was an old yin who liked to pretend to be a mortal, but in fact he was an old yin ratio who cultivated to the sky, otherwise how could he influence the heavenly calamity?

"It's terrifying, I want to follow my predecessor well and be his pet beast!"

Blue Bird swore secretly in his heart.

Li Changfeng asked Han Baohu to get some grains, and then fed the blue bird with more interest.

Although the blue bird was reluctant in his heart, he didn't dare to make a mistake in front of the big guy, so he could only cooperate obediently, and rubbed Li Changfeng's neck with his head from time to time, looking flattering.

"Yes, it's a spirit bird, and it even knows how to please its master. Li Changfeng is very satisfied,

"But what should I call you? You have a blue feather, so let's call you a little blue bird!"

The blue bird was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, she was a giant demon in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and she also had the bloodline of the ancient relic Qingluan, how could she add a small word?

And which is smaller?

Master, you don't know the majesty of the slave family's transformation into a human!

However, the blue bird did not dare to refute, but cried out twice very happily, as if thanking his master for the name!

Li Changfeng teased the birds, and Han Baohu cleaned up the bamboo courtyard.

A half-burned piece of rice paper was blown to the corner by the wind, Han Baohu picked it up and looked at it, only to see that there were still words written by his predecessors on the rice paper, but he had some doubts in his heart:

"Why did the seniors write less words?"

I saw that the scrap of paper read: While talking and laughing, the canopy disappeared.

Han Baohu didn't think much about it, and carefully put it into his arms, this is a supreme treasure! Didn't you see that the Divine Fire Sect hung up the ink treasure of the predecessor for the disciples to comprehend?

You can't burn it!